Supreme Killer

Chapter 1620: The power of a sword

Chapter 1620: The power of a sword

Chapter 162, the power of a sword

The whole audience was silent and silent, except for occasional gusts of wind and wailing, as if to mourn for the dead.

For a long time, Xiao Fan slowly turned around, his eyes fell on the remaining cultivators of the God of War, his eyes sharp as a knife.

Puff~

Suddenly, a group of figures knelt on the ground, trembling all over, as if they were all out of strength.

With just one look, many monks in the Temple of War were scared to kneel down. In this scene, the ancient monks who watched were extremely shocked.

Today, they finally realized with their own eyes the fierce side of the Asura Palace Master, killing hundreds of the peaks of the holy realm is as simple as eating and drinking water. This is something that everyone can't even imagine.

"Do you know why the Lord of the Palace didn't kill you?" Xiao Fan's faint voice sounded, his tone was dull, but full of domineering.

In his eyes, it seemed that the massacre of more than a thousand battles in the holy realm was just a matter of grasping.

But at this moment, no one retorted. If Xiao Fan wanted to kill them, maybe no one would run away.

Everyone looked blank and scared, all waiting for Xiao Fan's next words.

"You should be grateful that your strength is too low and you are not controlled by War Samsara." Xiao Fan said in a cold tone, "I have to say that you are very sad, and you are not qualified to be used as cannon fodder."

Everyone heard the words, their expressions were extremely complicated, and Xiao Fan was right. Although they were all at the peak of the Battle Saint Realm, their strength was relatively weak among the same level.

Otherwise, why wouldn't War Samsara control them?

These people have limited talents. If they want to break through the God of War realm, there is almost only the way to refine the Crystal of Divine Power. It is almost impossible to break through the God of War by comprehending the profound meaning of their own.

"In ten months to come, the cemetery of the gods will be opened. When you leave this place, I hope you remember that you are from the War Soul Continent, not from the War God Temple." Xiao Fan looked indifferent.

After a pause, he continued: "This time I will spare you, if you stand on the side of the Temple of War next time, you will be the enemy of the main hall master, and also the enemy of the war soul continent. Don't blame the main hall master for his ruthlessness. !"

As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Fan turned and flew towards the entrance of the seventh floor. Although he knew that these people would eventually stand on the opposite side of the Asura Hall, but he was helpless.

They were not controlled by War Samsara, and they were still alive. Although Xiao Fan wanted to kill them to get rid of the troubles, he still couldn't help.

As for the ancient monks, Xiao Fan knew that these people couldn't make any big waves. They wanted to betray the War Soul Continent, so they had to ask their ancestors if they agreed.

When he appeared at the entrance of the seventh floor, Xiao Fan looked back at Murong Mingyue, and uttered a few words meaningfully: "It's good to do it for yourself."

Hearing these words, Murong Mingyue trembled all over. With his understanding of Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan shouldn't let him go. Why didn't he want to kill himself?

What he didn't know was that if Xiao Fan and his father Murong Xingcheng hadn't reached a certain condition, Murong Mingyue would have been in a different place.

The expressions of the ancient monks were also different. They knew that Xiao Fan's words were not only for Murong Mingyue, but also for all of them.

"Master!" Zhuo Tianhong appeared in front of Xiao Fan, and the battlefield was basically swept by him.

Xiao Fan nodded and didn't say much. He didn't care about the life and death of the ancient monks.

Xiao Fan would not hesitate to take action if it was worth his rescue. Xiao Fan didn't even bother to take another look if it was not worth his rescue.

"Boom~"

Just after taking a step, the thunderstorm suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding wind screamed, and the eyes of many cultivators of the ancient race were shining brightly. This was the best chance to enter the seventh floor.

However, no one dared to step forward. Xiao Fan was still standing there. Going up at this moment was undoubtedly seeking death.

Xiao Fan raised his brows slightly and looked forward slightly unexpectedly. After a few breaths, a huge wind and thunder beast once again blocked Xiao Fan's path.

"Isn't it three days ago? Why did Feng Lei Beast appear again?" Zhuo Tianhong was surprised, and then realized: "It is probably related to the opening of a passage before the son."

"Let's go." Xiao Fan said indifferently, and with a light wave of the Shura sword in his hand, he pierced through the drills one after the other, and went straight to the Wind Thunder Beast.

The wind thunder beast roared and roared, and the terrifying sound wave impact swept across, trying to destroy Xiao Fan's sword.

But at this moment, no one dared to disdain Xiao Fan anymore. Everything just now proved Xiao Fan's strength, maybe he could really kill Wind Thunder Beast.

"Puff~"

With a soft sound, everyone's eyes widened. When Xiao Fan's sword aura touched the sonic impact of Fenglei Beast, it seemed to pierce a thin piece of paper, like a bamboo, unstoppable.

Immediately afterwards, a scream came, and Xiao Fan's sword energy speed was not reduced, and it instantly penetrated Feng Lei Beast's eyebrows.

Feng Lei Beast's body suddenly broke apart, turning into waves of violent Feng Lei, sweeping in all directions.

Upon seeing this, the cultivators of the Ancient War God Temple were so scared that they hurried to flee. The power contained in Fenglei's profound meaning was not weaker than the attack of God of War, and they were not opponents.

Perhaps it was Xiao Fan's words that had an effect. The cultivators of the Temple of War did not continue to attack the ancient cultivators. Of course, it was Xiao Fan's strength that shocked them more.

If the monks in the Temple of War continue to kill the ancient monks, who knows if Xiao Fan will continue to kill them? After all, his previous words still linger in everyone's ears.

"So strong!" Zhuo Tianhong was also shocked by Xiao Fan's strength. Even if he wanted to kill Fenglei Beast, it could not be that simple.

Zhuo Tianhong glanced at Xiao Fan deeply. He felt that Xiao Fan suddenly became a little different. As for where it changed, Zhuo Tianhong couldn't tell.

But he could feel that Xiao Fan was much stronger than when he first came to the seventh floor entrance.

You know, before Xiao Fan only wanted to force the entrance to the seventh floor, but now, Xiao Fan is full of self-confidence, as if not paying attention to the danger of this entrance.

Zhuo Tianhong really couldn't understand why such a big change occurred in a person in a short time.

"Uranus can certainly enhance a person's strength, but as the teacher said, oneself is the root. Even if my kendo is suppressed, it can briefly break through the gap between the battle holy realm and the war **** realm." Xiao Fan was very satisfied. The power of his own sword.

Here, even if he can't display the profound meaning, he can still kill the early stage of the God of War, because his own strength is already enough to fight against the strong of the early stage of the God of War.

To be precise, it was Xiao Fan's understanding of kendo that had surpassed the understanding of profound meaning.

"In addition, the power of the power of life and death is not weaker than the power of thunder and lightning. It seems that I have to draw the soul pattern diagram as soon as possible." Xiao Fan thought to himself, and then took a deep breath and flew towards the seventh floor entrance. .