Chapter 1103 Eighteen Knights of the Skeleton

Chapter 1103 Eighteen Knights of the Skeleton

Was trampled to death by Xiao Fan?

Hearing this sentence, Sikong Zang spat out several mouthfuls of blood from his sword mouth, obviously he was gasped by Luo Yuluo, it turned out that he, who was having difficulty even breathing, almost couldn't keep up with his last breath.

However, he still cheered up and looked at Xiao Fan and said: "Xiao Fan, my junior brother is gone, if you kill me now, you will not live, my father will not let you go."

"It seems that you are really an idiot, you are still counting money for others after being sold!" Xiao Fan looked at Sikong Zangjian with disdain.

With Xiao Fan's eyesight, he couldn't tell that Luo Yuluo wanted Sikong Zangjian to die, otherwise, as Sikong Zangjian's junior, how could he not help him.

After all, Luo Yuluo is also in the Battle Saint Realm, if the two attack together, there is a great chance of killing him.

"Hmph, how could my junior brother do such a thing." Sikong Zangjian trembled all over, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "If you dare to kill me, I~"

"Pfft~"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Fan snapped his fingers, and a stream of light shot into the center of Sikong Zangjian's eyebrows. Sikong Zangjian let out a scream, and then collapsed on the ground, without any life left.

"Don't dare to kill you? I really think I'm an onion!" Xiao Fan uttered a word coldly, but he glanced at the thick fog in the distance from the corner of his eye, his eyes were full of killing intent.

"Want to use me? Oh, I don't know who will use whom in the end?" Xiao Fan said meaningfully in his heart, then raised his hand and clapped it, and the fluctuation of soul power shrouded the surroundings.

With a bang, Xiao Fan's domineering palm fell fiercely on the place where Sikong Zangjian was. When the thick smoke cleared, there was nothing left except Xiao Fan standing there.

Xiao Fan's eyes were calm, and he glanced at the surrounding skeletons. There were tens of thousands of skulls, but they were almost all shattered by Xiao Fan's kick just now, and now only a dozen or twenty are left.

Xiao Fan counted, and there were still eighteen skeletons. If others saw them, they would not dare to underestimate these eighteen skeletons.

Compared with those low-level skeletons, these eighteen skeletons have another big difference besides the difference in strength.

That is, these eighteen skeletons look crystal clear, without any dead air on their bodies, but give people an extremely holy feeling, forming a huge contrast.

The strange thing is that these eighteen holy skeletons did not besiege Xiao Fan. Although they did not have pupils, it could be seen from their posture that they were full of respect for Xiao Fan.

"Thousands of years have passed, and the Eighteen Skeleton Riders who used to dominate the world have also worn away like this." Xiao Fan sighed, merging the remnants of the previous master of the Shura Hall, Xiao Fan also knew what these eighteen skeletons were. .

Eighteen Skeleton Knights is the name of these eighteen skeletons. If someone heard the name "Eighteen Skeleton Knights" thousands of years ago, they would probably have been scared to pee.

Wherever the Eighteen Skeleton Riders passed by, there had never been any living creatures, only mountains of corpses and seas of bones. Even the God of War Battalion of the God of War Temple was not as powerful as it.

The reason why the Eighteenth Skeleton Riders are afraid of Xiao Fan is because they have merged with the remnants of the previous generation of Shura Hall masters, and Xiao Fan has the aura of the previous generation Shura Hall masters on him.

Otherwise, they would have rushed towards Xiao Fan long ago. Of course, with Xiao Fan's current strength, they are not necessarily afraid of them.

After a long time, Xiao Fan finally looked away from the Eighteen Skeleton Riders. He really wanted to subdue them. After all, the Eighteen Battle Saint Realm Central Weapons would be of great help to what he was going to do next.

However, the Eighteen Skeleton Riders no longer belonged to Shura Hall, at least not to Xiao Fan.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Fan's eyes fell on the huge tomb, to be precise, on the huge sword-shaped stele.

Lifting his steps, Xiao Fan walked over, and came to the sword-shaped stele, and the eighteen skeleton knights also came over, standing in two rows on both sides of Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan looked at the Eighteen Skeleton Knights strangely. It was obvious that they had broken through to the Saint of War Realm and already possessed a sliver of wisdom.

"You also want me to rescue your master?" Xiao Fan smiled, and the eighteen skulls lowered their heads. They dared not raise their heads in front of Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan's expression froze, and he suddenly became very serious, and he was also entangled in his heart.

He naturally knew who the owner of the Eighteen Skeleton Riders was, the Dharma Protector of Shura Temple Left, but it was precisely because of this that he became worried.

One must know that the master of the previous generation of Shura Hall was in the God of War realm. How could his strength be low if he could become the left guardian of the Shura Hall and the right-hand man of the Shura Hall Master?

He heard that the lifespan of the God of War realm is extremely long, even if a thousand years have passed, even if the blood energy has weakened a lot, it is not comparable to Xiao Fan.

With his strength, how can he be the opponent of Shura Dianzuo Dharma Protector?

Although the previous Shura Palace Master said that the Zuo Protector would never do anything harmful to him, but who knows what the current Zuo Protector has become.

Xiao Fan stood in front of the sword-shaped stele hesitating, and simply sat in front of the stele and meditated. He had to think clearly about this issue.

At this moment, outside the Shura Secret Realm, the battle had long been imminent.

Rumble! The terrifying loud noise was like thunder, and waves of void storms were set off in the void, and the magma in the magma sea roared furiously, stirring up huge waves of magma several feet high.

High above the sky, huge holes appeared one after another in the void, which were real cracks in nothingness, where several figures were fighting fiercely.

"Emperor Yan Luo will not let you go!" Gui Wumen's roar sounded. He and Rashomon's sun and moon ghost master were fighting against a golden thunderbolt. Obviously, this was the thunder body of the master of the War God Hall. .

With just a thunder body, it has already firmly suppressed Gui Wumen and Sun Moon Ghost Lord, which is enough to show the strength of the Lord of War God Hall.

"Ghost Wumen, are you still talking in your sleep? The Emperor Yan Luo is already in danger of protecting himself, otherwise, would he not show up until now?" Sikong Yu laughed wildly.

He alone dealt with the death judge and impermanence judge of Yan Luo Mansion, as well as the three major ghost masters of Yan Luo Mansion, and he was still able to handle it with ease, which was enough to show the strength of Sikong Yu.

Suddenly, Sikong Yu's laughter burst out, replaced by a cold killing intent, and a shattered jade tablet suddenly appeared in his hand.

This jade tablet is nothing but Sikong Zangjian's life tablet, what does the broken life tablet mean?

"Zang Jian is dead?" Sikong Yu's eyes were about to burst, and his mind recalled the figure of Sikong Zangjian fighting with Xiao Fan before, and the murderous aura on his body became more and more terrifying.

"Xiao Fan, if I don't tear you to pieces and feed you to dogs, I won't be Sikong Yu." Sikong Yu roared angrily, and his aura instantly became several times stronger.

With a flash of his figure, he killed Judge Death with his sword. This sudden scene scared Judge Wuchang and the other three ghost masters to turn pale.

"Everyone go up together, kill him quickly!" Seeing this, the judge of impermanence roared with all his might, and the other three ghost masters dared not hesitate when they heard the words.

However, the judge of impermanence suddenly flashed his figure and fled towards the distance rapidly. His speed could not be described as uncomfortably fast, and he disappeared in an instant.

"Blood impermanence, you fucking~" The three major ghost masters of the Rashomon were dumbfounded, and greeted the eighteenth ancestor of the judge of impermanence a hundred times.

If the four of them joined forces, there might still be a chance to go all out, but now that the judge of impermanence has escaped, how could they still be opponents of the crazy Sikong Yu?