Supreme Killer

Chapter 959: Life and death

Chapter 959: Life and death

Chapter 959

Seeing Jian Mang flying over, Xiao Fan's brows became solemn, and Ye Changsheng finally moved.

The two black sword lights surrounded from both sides. Wherever they passed, the black sword lights did not disappear, but exuded more sword energy, forming a black sword sky in the void.

Countless sword auras revolved around Xiao Fan at an incredible speed, and in an instant, the sword aura could not drain Xiao Fan's surroundings.

From a distance, a black sword balloon enveloped Xiao Fan in the center, almost nowhere to escape.

"Xiao Fan is estimated to be doomed this time." The hearts of the crowd trembled a few times, and the black sphere gave them a devastating feeling.

If you change to them, there is absolutely no life, even if they are separated by dozens of miles, you can feel a breathtaking chill.

"Life and death are dead!"

Ye Changsheng whispered, slowly retracting the long sword in his hand, holding a sword flower, and standing with his hand held, staring coldly at the sword balloon in the distance.

In the sword gas atmosphere, Xiao Fan only felt a chill on his back, and he used the Immortal Sword Realm to resist for the first time, but in just a few breaths, the Immortal Sword Realm was breached.

If it weren't for the immortal golden body, it is estimated that his body would have been strangled long ago.

The dense sword aura was much denser than the sword aura encountered in the fight against Chu Kong back then. He stepped on his sword step to dodge, but his body was cut by the sword aura from time to time.

"No matter how strong the will of the kendo is, it is only the third level. I have immortal will, how can I be afraid of it?" Xiao Fan looked indifferent.

A faint gray brilliance enveloped his whole body, and the place cut by the sword energy was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the tingling sensation still hadn't disappeared, Xiao Fan didn't even hum, and the recovery speed of the immortal will was a few points faster than the destruction speed of the nirvana kendo will.

As the gray brilliance bloomed, the Nirvana Sword Will no longer hurt Xiao Fan the slightest, but was absorbed by the Immortal Will.

On the surface of Xiao Fan's body, that gray brilliance was actually condensed into countless small Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagrams, which were operating from a strange angle.

At this moment, Xiao Fan looked like a god, quietly watching everything around him, as if he was just a bystander.

"The will to extinguish, only represents death, but the will of immortality represents life and death, and the two are judged by each other." A smile appeared on Xiao Fan's mouth.

Then his expression became serious again: "But then again, Ye Changsheng's understanding of will is not comparable to ordinary people, and the kendo is extraordinary, much stronger than Chi Qiuxue."

Although Chi Qiuxue was one of the most powerful swordsmen Xiao Fan had ever seen, there was still a big gap compared with Ye Changsheng.

Even if he Xiao Fan, he dare not say that he wins Ye Changsheng's stability, it's just that his will to comprehend is more mysterious.

With the absorption of the immortal will, the black sword balloon gradually became smaller, and finally disappeared completely, immediately revealing Xiao Fan's trace.

"Not dead?" The crowd looked at Xiao Fan in amazement, Xiao Fan's expression was indifferent, there was absolutely nothing to do.

Ye Changsheng frowned. This blow was already one of his most powerful combat skills. It couldn't kill Xiao Fan. It was really no ordinary trouble to kill him.

Of course, Ye Changsheng is still confident, and he who possesses the phoenix battle spirit is hard to die.

Ye Changsheng took out the sword again and prepared to do it. However, at this moment, a black flash appeared in front of him, raising a two-foot-long sword and cutting it in the air. Who else but Xiao Fan?

"It's time for me now." Xiao Fan's voice with a smile sounded. He was not the one who was passively beaten. Even if his opponent was Ye Changsheng, he could still attack actively.

Boom boom boom!

A fierce collision sounded, shocking the monk's eardrums. In the void, two flashes of light flew in the void, and the void seemed to be shattered, and the circles of light continued to spread.

Few of the monks present were able to catch the two of them. They were really too fast to keep up with the peak of the War Emperor Realm.

Click!

After a while, there was a blast from the void, it was the sound of the soul soldiers shattering, and the figures of the two of them were also touching.

What caused everyone to take a deep breath was that the Ninth-Rank Soul Soldiers in the hands of the two of them were all shattered. There was only one handle left between the Rock Sacred Sword and the Nirvana Sword.

"The Ninth-Rank Soul Soldier was destroyed like this?" Su Mohan was dumbfounded. That was the Ninth-Rank Soul Soldier. Even the Battle Saint might not be able to destroy it easily. It was actually destroyed by the two War Emperor monks.

Of course, the Ninth-Rank Soul Soldier has the blessing of a war-sage strong, and it is not so easily destroyed. The most important thing is that Xiao Fan and Ye Changsheng are colliding almost with brute force.

"My Rock Sacred Sword!" Dugu Changfeng's heart was bleeding, but that was his saber, which he originally wanted to take back from Xiao Fan, but he would have thought that it was gone.

Dugu Changfeng's fist creaked, and said coldly, "Xiao Fan, I must die!"

boom!

In the void, Xiao Fan and Ye Changsheng collided again, and without the Ninth-Rank Soul Soldier, the two directly fought with their bodies.

The wave of spirit power rolled, and the two fists violently collided, fists to the flesh, and blood was drawn.

"Ye Changsheng's physical strength is also so strong?" Yu Chichao looked at the scene high in the sky in dismay. He originally thought that Zhan Tianlong and Lei Hao could compare with him in the flesh, but now there is one more Xiao Fan. One more Ye Changsheng.

"Puff!" Ye Changsheng slammed Xiao Fan's chest with a fist. Xiao Fan's mouth spurted blood, and his whole body sank. Even if he had an indestructible golden body, he suffered serious injuries.

His body flew out backwards, but at the moment his body was tilted, his domineering kick directly hit Ye Changsheng's chin.

With a click, Ye Changsheng's jaw shattered, and his head was clouded, and he woke up after a while.

The two became more fierce and fierce as they fought. They have forgotten that they are still in the Southern Territory. They just want to put each other to death.

The crowd was frightened, their scalp numb, these two people almost represented the peak combat power of the young generation in Wushuang Holy City, and they were able to see such a battle, it was a worthwhile trip.

This kind of battle lasted for an hour before the two separated.

Xiao Fan was stained with blood, bones were visible in many scars, his nose and face were swollen, and his eyes were covered by **** eyelids.

On the opposite side, Ye Changsheng was not much better, his hair was messy, his eyes were red, his face was blue and purple, and his white robe was stained with blood, especially bright red.

Since his birth, no one has ever forced him to such a degree, Ye Changsheng could not wait to devour Xiao Fan.

"Come again!" Xiao Fan didn't care about his own injury at all. The immortal will and the immortal golden body were constantly repairing his body.

Regardless of his scars on the surface, his true injury is not as important as Ye Changsheng. After all, his immortal golden body is not so easy to break.

Come again? Ye Changsheng didn't want to come again. The reason why he fought Xiao Fan for so long was because he was forced by Xiao Fan to fight like a barbarian.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Changsheng explored his hand, and suddenly there was another long sword in his hand. He pointed at Xiao Fan and said, "I wasted so much time with you. It's enough. You died well."