Chapter 528: Don't make trouble

Taishang crosses Xiancheng.

Above the sky, a long figure stood with one hand in hand, looking down indifferently, with a fairy mist around her body, and her face could not be seen clearly.

Although it has reduced its breath, it still gives the Celestial Race a sense of fear and fear.

"Xiao Fan, this king hasn't come to you yet, you actually took the initiative to die."

An angry shout rang out, but it was the holy angel who took many ancestor kings of the Celestial Race into the air, staring at Xiao Fan coldly after thousands of miles away.

By his side, the beautiful eyes of the Princess of Heaven were full of unexpected colors.

She obviously didn't expect that Xiao Fan would take the initiative to kill the heavens.

"Let the great **** get out." Xiao Fan said lightly, without even looking at the holy angel.

The anger of the holy angel, Xiao Fan actually ignored him.

If it was before, he admitted that he might not be Xiao Fan's opponent.

However, he is no longer what he used to be, he is the Immortal King Luo Tian.

Moreover, this is the base camp of the Celestial Race, not to mention a Xiao Fan coming, even if the Hunyuan Immortal King comes here, he has to weigh whether he can leave alive.

"Only you, dare to call the name of the ancestor." The holy angel was furious, waved his arm, and shouted angrily.

"kill him!"

Suddenly, dozens of ancestor kings of the Celestial Race all stepped into the air and swarmed towards Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan looked indifferently at the ancient well, and looked at the dozens of ancestral king realms indifferently.

Seeing Xiao Fan standing motionless, the holy angel couldn't help showing a cruel smile. He thought Xiao Fan was scared and stupid.

Only the next moment, the smile on his face instantly solidified.

Seeing that the dozens of ancestral king realms were about to approach Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan suddenly raised his right hand, lightly tapped, and shot a sword light.

Puff!

Strings of blood and foil qi were scattered in the starry sky, and almost all the eyebrows of the ancestral king realm were penetrated by the sword light and flew out.

Only a few people escaped the mortal blow dangerously, but they were also dripping with blood.

In the next moment, those ancestral king realms that were pierced through the eyebrows, all their bodies exploded and turned into a rain of blood, splashing everywhere.

At the same time, in the Palace of the Ancestor King, twenty or thirty statues burst into pieces, leaving nothing behind.

"Hiss~"

Seeing this scene, all the celestial races couldn't help but breathe in air.

One finger, killing two or three ancestor kings, what terrifying strength is this?

"Xianwang Realm!" The holy angel also opened his eyes wide, and his pupils shrank violently.

Although he broke through to the Luotian Immortal King Realm, it is impossible for him to do what Xiao Fan did just now, easily killing dozens of Ancestral King Realm.

His original self-confidence disappeared completely, with Xiao Fan's hand just now, he was not sure to defeat it.

"Great God, won't you come out yet?" Xiao Fan said indifferently.

The ordinary ancestor king realm has completely fallen out of Xiao Fan's eyes.

Coming to the heavens, one is to find a wild demon, and the other is to verify one's strength.

Only the fairy king realm can arouse his interest.

When the holy angel saw such arrogant Xiao Fan, his expression was ugly.

Especially when the eyes of other celestial races fell on him, he even wanted to find a seam to get in.

The key is that this is the heaven, and he has no retreat at all, and it can even be said that there is no retreat.

"Xiao Fan!" The holy angel stiffened his scalp and stepped forward, with a powerful aura surging out, rushing towards Xiao Fan.

"Oh? Did you break through?" Xiao Fan just noticed the holy angel just like this.

"Holy Angel, kill him."

"How dare you come to my heavens and run wild, asking him to come back and forth."

"With the strength of Lord Saint Angel, killing him is not as simple as pinching an ant."

When the cultivators of the Celestial Race saw the holy angels, they clamored.

The holy angel's heart was extremely depressed, and he wanted to say, you are on it.

However, as one of the two gods of the Celestial Race, he also has his own pride and dignity.

It is impossible to withdraw!

As long as he is defeated, Dashentian will definitely make a move.

"Xiao Fan, you are arrogant, today is your death day." The holy angel's figure flashed, and a long sword appeared in his hand, taking Xiao Fan's eyebrows directly.

However, Xiao Fan remained unmoved.

The blooming breath of the holy angel is undoubtedly the fairy king Luo Tian.

However, he did not feel any pressure.

Hey, why didn't he start the fight before he thought about losing.

"Xiao Fan, you dare to look down on this king, even if you break through the fairy king realm, this king will kill you." The holy angel was angry and murderous.

Cang!

At this moment, a huge force came from the tip of his sword, and his figure stopped instantly.

It was discovered that his long sword was actually caught by Xiao Fan's two fingers.

Yes, it's clamped!

It looks like an adult can easily subdue a child's attack, and it's not a level at all.

"You really broke through the fairy king Luo Tian?" Xiao Fan frowned and asked the holy angel seriously.

When the holy angel heard this, his lungs almost exploded.

Did I still lie to you?

This is not very harmful to the holy angel, but it is extremely insulting.

Laozi, the dignified Luo Tianxian, was actually despised by your kid who just broke through the immortal king realm?

"dead!"

The holy angel roared, using all his strength, the sword tip burst out with endless sword energy, trying to shred Xiao Fan.

However, before those sword qi burst out, it was crushed by Xiao Fan's two fingers.

This time, the holy angel was really terrified.

Damn him, this kid is just a monster.

How did he know that Xiao Fan today is not a Red Dust Immortal King at all, but Luo Tian Immortal King.

"How wide is your Origin Avenue?" Xiao Fan asked curiously instead of making a move.

He wanted to confirm his thoughts.

However, when the holy angel heard this, he was furious.

Even if he was knocked into the air by Xiao Fan, he felt better in his heart.

But Xiao Fan's expression was extremely calm, and his calmness made him a little desperate.

"Boy, do you want to humiliate this king?" The holy angel flickered, trying to withdraw the long sword, but found that he couldn't move at all.

"Don't make trouble, I'm serious." Xiao Fan said lightly.

The corner of the holy angel's mouth twitched.

This is like a naughty child who is stopped by an adult. The adult touches the child's head and tells him that you are not right. You can't be so naughty next time.

But the point is, I want to kill you!

Can you be more serious?

Seeing the holy angel's silence, Xiao Fan's expression became cold a bit, "Don't tell me, right?"

Snapped!

When the voice fell, Xiao Fan suddenly released the long sword, grabbed the collar of the holy angel with one hand, and slapped the holy angel's face with the other hand.

When the cultivator of the Celestial Race saw this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.

For a while, the audience was silent.

"Say it?" Xiao Fan slapped again, leaving a scarlet five-fingerprint on the other side of the holy angel's face.

The holy angel was like an aggrieved child, his eyes were red, and he almost cried. Seeing Xiao Fan raising his right hand again, the holy angel blurted out without hesitation: "Two thousand five hundred and twenty-one meters."