Chapter 1047 Bei Lao Makes a Move

Chapter 1047 Bei Lao makes a move

When Xiao Fan looked back, a huge palm appeared in his eyes. Wherever it passed, the void trembled violently, and fine cracks appeared one after another.

The palm was completely condensed by lightning, violent and ferocious, an incomparably terrifying aura locked on him, Xiao Fan felt his scalp almost explode.

run!

This was Xiao Fan's first thought, Shura Divine Wings appeared instantly, he stepped into the air without hesitation, stepped on the Thousand Miles Soaring Light Technique and flew towards the distance.

However, the aura remained undiminished, and the speed also increased several points. Even Xiao Fan could feel that the direction of the palm had changed, and he was coming towards him again, and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

"Is this specially designed to deal with me?" Xiao Fan's pupils shrank sharply, and then quickly calmed down, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, blood-golden light bloomed all over Xiao Fan's body. At the same time, he cast the Immortal Golden Body and Incomplete Asura Body. Facing the palm, Xiao Fan dared not underestimate him.

With an incomplete Shura body, his current strength cannot be as perverted as before, but he has absolutely no pressure against the early stages of the Battle Saint Realm.

At the same time, endless flames burned all over his body, Shura's blood boiled completely, and ghost war spirits emerged on the surface of his body. This is all the strength he can display now.

However, facing the thunder and lightning palm, Xiao Fan still felt that it was far from enough, and the destructive aura made him feel a kind of despair.

"Am I still going to die here?" Xiao Fan was not reconciled, the Shura Sword burst out with a bright light, he did not wait for death, but unleashed a blow with all his strength.

No matter who the opponent is, if you want to kill him, you have to shed a layer of skin!

"Sura Profound Truth!"

Xiao Fan let out an angry roar, the Shura Sword suddenly grew bigger, he raised his hands high, the golden flames and murderous aura all over his body were like a materialized flaming sword, and then turned into countless sharp swords piercing through his body.

If others saw it, they would think that Xiao Fan was committing suicide, but anyone who knew Xiao Fan knew that Xiao Fan was definitely delivering a terrible blow.

As he breathed, the flames all over his body instantly turned blood-colored, and Shura's blood boiled completely. Almost at the same time, his aura soared, and he stepped into the threshold of the Emperor of War Realm and the Saint of War Realm, and was still climbing rapidly.

For a long time, Xiao Fan had only used this sword once, and that time he was only at the peak of the Zhan Zunjing, but the enemy he was facing was Huang Chongxiao from the Zhanwangjing of the Dayan Dynasty.

Although the sword didn't kill Huang Chongxiao at the beginning, it also severely injured him.

It's not that Xiao Fan is unwilling to use this big killer move, but that the killer hurts himself by 800 and the enemy by 1000. Even if the opponent doesn't kill him, Xiao Fan will definitely be powerless.

It is impossible for Xiao Fan to display Shura's profound meaning until the critical moment of death!

As Xiao Fan's momentum climbed, his upper body clothes exploded, vigorous and powerful, his horned dragon-like muscles were exposed in the air, and a layer of bloody aura appeared on his body surface.

"Endless killing!"

Xiao Fan roared with all his strength, he advanced instead of retreating, he slashed down with the power of the Shura sword in both hands, Wan Jian's bloody sword energy burst out, and the void tore apart fine void cracks.

One must know that only by touching the divine power can one break through the void, but now, Xiao Fan has done it.

Around him, a sea of ​​blood was rushing, and the endless blood from the upper heavens instantly merged into the sea of ​​blood. The blood mist around him was like a field of Shura.

The entire sky was dyed bloody, and it looked extremely bloody.

"What's going on? Why do I feel that the sky is about to collapse?"

"Isn't the battle over? Why is it fighting again now?"

"Look, there seems to be a huge palm. If you slap this palm, those floating islands will collapse!"

"Run!"

... The monks who descended to the sky first looked at the sky blankly, all of them were shocked by the huge power, even if they were gathered for tens of miles, they still felt a breathtaking aura.

Ye Shuishui, Su Guzong, and Ling Chengdao looked at each other, as if they had already guessed something, they were shocked, and there was worry in their eyes. Ling Chengdao used to wish that Xiao Fan would die, but now his heart is extremely complicated.

"This is the real Thunder God's Palm, which will only appear when the Temple of the God of War is destroyed. Can Xiao Fan resist it?" Ye Shuishui pondered in his heart.

On the top of a mountain, the four kings of killing who guarded Ling Feng and Fatty were staring at the scene in the sky, their brows were furrowed, and their expressions were extremely serious.

boom!

At this moment, the Thunder God's Palm seemed to have touched something. Even though they were separated by dozens of miles, the crowd felt a rush of sword intent, as if they wanted to tear the Thunder God's Palm to shreds.

Going up to the sky, Xiao Fan's sword finally collided with the Thunder God's Palm, and thousands of sword qi slashed towards the Thor God's Palm. The violent sword energy shot out, and the cracks in the void quickly became larger.

With a bang, thousands of sword qi exploded, and the Shura sword instantly shot into Xiao Fan's body.

Immediately afterwards, the Thunder God's Palm hit Xiao Fan's body, his whole body was about to shatter, he vomited blood in his mouth, his eyes went blank for a moment, and his body quickly shot towards the crack in the void.

Once entering the crack in the void, Xiao Fan will surely die!

"Seal!" Suddenly, an old shout sounded, and in the cracks in the void behind Xiao Fan, countless dense lines suddenly appeared, and the lines wanted to fill up those cracks in the void.

However, Xiao Fan's speed was too fast, the crack in the void hadn't disappeared, but Xiao Fan pierced through the dense lines.

A figure in white robes teleported from a distance, trying to grab Xiao Fan, but only by grabbing his shoes, Xiao Fan's figure finally disappeared into the endless vortex of lines.

"If you dare to hurt my disciple, this old man will destroy your thunder body. When my disciple returns, I will destroy your true self again!" the white-robed old man sternly shouted.

The white-robed old man was none other than Old Bei who arrived in time. He came to save Xiao Fan, but he was one step too late, and Xiao Fan was knocked into nothingness by the Thunder God's palm.

When I probed my hand, thousands of soul patterns appeared in the air, and the palm of the thunder body shattered instantly. After a while, there was another golden thunderbolt in the void.

Golden thunder and lightning strung together, trying to break free from the shackles of the thousands of soul patterns, but no matter how hard he tried, there was no effect.

"Ancestor-level soul pattern, who are you?" A voice of shock and anger came from the golden thunder and lightning, the voice resounded like a bell, resounding through the void.

"The person who killed you!"

Old Bei snorted coldly, endless soul lines permeated the space, compressing the space to the extreme, the golden lightning slowly faded away, and finally disappeared completely.

Bei Lao didn't make a move, but when he made a move that was astonishing, the few people who saw this scene were all terrified.

"Xiao Fan's master? Ancestor-level soul pattern? It really is from the Beichen family." Ye Shaoshui's heart trembled when he heard the brief conversation between Elder Bei and the golden thunderbolt. He was glad that he changed his decision in the end.

The same is true for Su Guzong. Fortunately, he chose to help Xiao Fan.

If it is said that the one with the most complicated mood is definitely Ling Chengdao. He has always been an enemy of Xiao Fan. If it is not because of Ling Feng, he will definitely kill Xiao Fan. I guess the ending is no better than those big families and the Temple of War God. How many.

At this moment, all the monks who saw the battle scene just now, their eyes fell on the slightly crooked white figure in the sky, unable to calm down for a long time.