Chapter 4853: Guardian Temple

Before the two of them could kill, Xiao Fan flashed his feet and took the initiative to attack.

Thousands of miles away, Xiao Fan's first sword had already gained momentum and slashed down with all his strength.

Inverse chaos eight magic sword!

Xiao Fan, who has now broken through the supreme realm, is far more powerful than the third and fourth swords in the peerless realm even if he uses his first sword.

With a single blow, the world changes color and the universe trembles.

Upon seeing this, the two powerful demons on the opposite side stopped their figure instantly, a flash of horror flashed across their faces, and turned and retreated to the side.

however!

This was just the first cut, and before the two of them recovered, the second and third cuts had already fallen.

Two serene blades fell, and tens of thousands of miles of void exploded, turning into a sea of ​​chaos, and the light of chaos shot in anger, becoming a world of all souls.

The two powerful demons changed wildly, and there was no previous contempt, and some only fear.

Although the knife they cut before is more terrifying than the sword light in front of them, you must know that before, it was the strength of the three of them together.

Now that one person has died, even if the two of them work together, they can't match the power of Xiao Fan.

"Retreat!" One of the demons yelled and chose to retreat for the first time.

"Want to escape?"

Xiao Fan snorted coldly, locked the roaring Demon Race once again, used the time and space shift flash, and instantly appeared in front of him.

At the same time, Xiao Fan severely cut it down with the fourth knife.

"Twelve!" The powerful Demon Race who fled in the distance saw this, shouting in horror.

Their evil swords and eighteen demons traverse the heavens and worlds, and apart from the ancestors of the demons, they have never put other world monks in their eyes.

They were extremely disdainful when they learned that the above order had come to attack Tianhuang.

In a world where there are not even a few Supreme Realms, how can they be used for sneak attacks?

Even if it is fair, it can easily slaughter the entire world.

Until now, he didn't know how ridiculous his idea of ​​waiting for others was.

"Old Jiu, hurry up, notify the boss, take revenge for me, and destroy the Primordial God Realm!" The angry roar resounded throughout the world, but was quickly overwhelmed by the sword.

The old nine of the eighteen evil swords in the distance heard this, with red eyes, gritted his teeth and fleeed towards the depths of the starry sky.

Xiao Fan glanced at Old Jiu, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He did not chase, but quietly stared at the violent void in front of him.

"Ahem~"

Shao Qing, the rioting void returned to calm, a weak cough sounded, and a **** figure imprinted Xiao Fan's eyes.

"Not dead?" Xiao Fan looked at Twelve unexpectedly, somewhat surprised.

Being able to receive the fourth sword of the Eight Demon Sword that he is currently using right now, twelve of the eighteen evil swords, are much stronger than Tian Luo.

After all, his sword now is at least ten times stronger than the one that killed Tian Luo back then.

Tian Luo directly flew into an ashes and annihilated under this knife, but the Demon Race powerhouse in front of him actually survived.

"You will die miserably, miserable!" The twelve embarrassed, gritted their teeth and stared at Xiao Fan, roaring like a wild beast, and a vicious light burst from their scarlet eyes.

"I don't know if I will die miserably, but I know that you will die miserably!" Xiao Fan appeared in front of him, patted his brow with a hand.

Immediately grasping hard, a majestic vitality suddenly whizzed out from the center of the twelve eyebrows.

In an instant, the twelve burly bodies became huddled, and the whole person became countlessly old, and fell to the ground, almost only exhaling, without air intake.

"Don't let him die, I want to know their origins." Xiao Fan casually threw Twelve to Bei Chenfeng.

"Yes!" Bei Chen smirked, "Even if he wants to die, he must be squeezed out of his value."

Twelve shivered all over, cold all over.

At this moment, he wanted to commit suicide and end his life.

But he found that he couldn't even lift his hand.

"Master, don't let that person run away." Murong Xue looked at the direction where the Evil Sabre Eighteen Demon and Old Nine were leaving, her face cruel.

These three powerful demons killed countless people, among them there were many brothers from the endless divine palace. Killing the three of them happily was already considered cheap for them, how could they escape?

"Don't worry, they won't be able to escape." Xiao Fan sneered, "Not only is he going to die, but the eighteen evil swords will die!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Fan restrained his murderous intentions and looked at the three of them and said, "You first enter the world in my body to heal, and when you turn around, let you take revenge yourself."

"Good." The three nodded.

"By the way, Ji Chen, you said before that the guardian of the temple is holding the other eighteen evil swords?" Xiao Fan frowned slightly.

He has some impressions of the name of the guardian temple.

The Evil Sword King among the four evil kings of the Evil God belongs to the guardian temple.

In order to protect him, the Sword Evil King asked him to join the guardian temple, but he was not a full member.

But for so many years, Xiao Fan didn't know the role of the Guardian Temple, and he had never seen anyone else in the Guardian Temple.

Now it seems that the guardian temple is not so simple, it has the power to resist the supreme realm.

"Yes." Ji Chen nodded, and took a deep breath: "I know what you want to ask. Actually, I have only heard of the Guardian Temple, and I don't know how many of them are.

However, the people of Tianhuang all know the existence of the guardian temple, and the major families and forces are quite jealous of it. "

"Don't even know you?" Xiao Fan was surprised.

Ji Chen is the young master of the Ji family, one of the top ten families, with an extraordinary status.

Normally, there should be nothing that can be concealed from him.

"I don't know." Ji Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I know that the Guardian Temple has a very long existence. They don't participate in the famine disputes and never accept the monks of the famine.

Even the head of the three major clans once thought of joining the Guardian Temple, but was rejected. "

"The lord of the three great clans is at least a peerless realm, right? They have all been rejected?" Bei Chenfeng was extremely surprised.

"Yes, it is precisely because of this that the guardian temple is more mysterious and extraordinary." Ji Chen sighed.

When Xiao Fan heard the words, his face showed a strange look, and when he probed his hands, a simple token appeared in his hand.

When Ji Chen saw this, his pupils shrank and looked at Xiao Fan in surprise: "Brother Xiao, how did you get this token?"

"It was given by the guardian of the temple." Xiao Fan explained, staring at the token a little lostly.

He clearly remembered that this qualification token was given to him by the Evil Sword King, at least it can prove that the Evil Sword King is related to the guardian temple.

I just don't know what the evil **** has to do with the guardian temple.

Originally, Xiao Fan thought the Heretic God was just the guardian of the gods of the heavens, but now it seems that the identity of the Heretic God is definitely not that simple.

"You should heal your wounds first." Before Ji Chen could speak, Xiao Fan waved his hand and threw the three of them into the body world. He put away the token, condensed his mind, squinted his eyes and stared at the direction in which the old nine of the eighteen evil swords were leaving, and whispered: "Old nine? I hope you don't let me down, but give them all find out."