Chapter 1147: Xiao Fan's Deterrent Power

Chapter 1147: Xiao Fan's Deterrent Power

There are quite a few people coming to the Temple of War God, there are hundreds or thousands of people in the War Emperor Realm, and dozens of people in the War Saint Realm, but most of them are in the early stage of the War Saint, and only eight are in the middle stage of the War Saint.

After all, there are only so many battle saints in Wushuang Holy City, let alone the middle period of battle saints.

If it wasn't for Sikong Yu who mobilized the Battle Saint Realm of the Battle Soul Hall, and also found five or six mid-stage Battle Saints from other places, it would probably be even less.

Sikong Yu recruited so many people because he suffered a loss at the hands of Bei Lao, so he wanted to use his absolute strength to frighten these peasants.

As for the people in the Temple of War God, many people are extremely disdainful, killing a fallen emperor, is it still necessary to use so many people? Even the four elders of the headquarters of the Temple of War were dispatched.

But now they are a little lucky, fortunately they are not the only ones here, otherwise they don't know how they died.

Seeing the people from the Temple of War coming to kill them, the Emperor Dali was almost left with only fear.

There are hundreds of battle emperors, how many people are there in Dali Emperor Dynasty? It is estimated that there will not be ten of them, and even the Emperor of Sword and Emperor of Fire are only in the middle stage of Emperor Zhan.

Both of them are only eighth-rank battle spirits with limited talents. If they were strong enough, they would have already entered the War Soul Hall, so why would they be teachers at the Battle Soul Academy?

"Brothers, be careful!" Xiao Fan glanced at Ling Feng and the others, then casually threw a jade bottle to them, and flew towards the sky.

A pair of blood-colored bone wings appeared behind him, holding the Shura sword, the blood in his body was boiling, leaving afterimages in the void.

"Ah~" The screams were endless, and those who were in the early stage of the War Saint Realm were like nothing in front of Xiao Fan, let alone the War Emperor Realm.

Wherever Xiao Fan passed by, there were all broken arms and stumps, blood mist filled the air, it was like a Shura field.

This is the case even in the early stages of the Battle Saint Realm, not to mention those monks at the Battle Emperor Realm. In fact, most of the monks at the Battle Emperor Realm belong to the Battle Soul Hall, and they have all heard about Xiao Fan.

When Xiao Fan exuded the aura of the Battle Saint Realm, they were already frightened. You must know that Xiao Fan, a killer, dared to fight with several big families in the Battle Emperor Realm.

Ten months ago, the scene of Xiao Fan being slaughtered by himself, many people can still vividly remember, they dare not face such a killing god head-on.

At that time, Zhan Fenglei, the master of the Temple of War God, was so powerful, and he also used the power of supernatural powers, wasn't he also killed by Xiao Fan?

It seems that at that time, Xiao Fan was only at the peak of the Battle Emperor Realm. Now that he has broken through to the Battle Saint Realm, wouldn't he be able to wrestle with the peak of the War Saint?

Most of them are actually monks of the Battle Soul Hall, and they were forcibly taken by Sikong Yu from Ye Shuishui. At that time, Ye Shuishui wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare to disobey Sikong Yu's order.

It's like playing with him if Sikong Yu wants to tease him, even the Ye family of the ancient clan has to give Sikong Yu a face, let alone Ye Shaoshui.

Xiao Fan actually guessed the identities of these people, except for those monks at the peak of the Emperor of War, the rest should be from the Hall of Souls of War.

He didn't want to kill at first, but he couldn't just watch the Dali Dynasty fall, so he had to kill.

But Xiao Fan didn't mean to kill them all, as long as these people ran away by themselves, he didn't intend to chase them down.

"Run!"

"If you stay here, you will definitely die. Don't be an enemy of Xiao Fan in this life."

"I'm not from the Temple of War God, I'm only from the Temple of War Soul, don't kill me."

Seeing Xiao Fan's ferocity, those monks at the Emperor of War began to flee one after another, and even several monks at the Battle of Saints fled regardless of face.

All the monks who have seen Xiao Fan slaughter the six major families of Shangchongtian and the Temple of War God no longer have any intention of fighting, and they are not all-in-one enemies at the same level. How can they fight against the Emperor of War?

Are you still rushing to die? They hadn't really felt the threat of death before, so they didn't dare to disobey the order easily, and even had some luck, thinking that someone would block Xiao Fan.

But now that death is so close to them, many people's psychological defenses have been breached. If they don't escape now, when will they wait?

"Come back to me, those who run away, die!" Sikong Yu roared angrily. If it was normal, he would definitely kill them. One by one, the one who escaped would be killed.

But now being entangled by the drunken man, he couldn't get out of his hand at all.

In a short while, there were only a dozen monks in the Battle Saint Realm left, and everyone looked around in bewilderment, why did they all run away?

A dozen or so of them felt like they were being tricked. Zi Wuming ran away, and now so many people ran away.

The three elders of the God of War Temple are all here, so is it necessary to run?

They really don't understand, why those people want to run away, Xiao Fan is very strong, but he is not invincible, if dozens of battle saints go up together, can't they kill him?

"Let's go!" At this time, another monk spoke, and then he turned and left without hesitation. He faintly felt uneasy. There must be something strange about so many people running away.

Seeing this, the other monks at the early stage of the Battle Saint Realm didn't have the intention to fight Xiao Fan. In the early stage of the Battle Saint Realm, it was like killing chickens in his hands. What's the difference between staying and waiting to die?

However, there are still five mid-stage battle saint monks left, they are obviously not strong in the southern region, otherwise they would never dare to be arrogant in front of Xiao Fan.

Luo Yuluo also disappeared, and if he didn't run away at this time, did he stay and wait to die?

"These are the only ones left at once?" Bei Chenfeng looked at the sky strangely, his eyes were full of surprise, he felt that although Xiao Fan was strong, he wasn't so strong.

Even Ling Feng, Fatty and Guan Xiaoqi were puzzled, especially those people looked at Xiao Fan full of fear, which was too abnormal.

The people of Dali Dynasty were also dumbfounded, and those monks who were still running away suddenly stopped, their eyes widened, and their mouths were big enough to stuff a duck egg.

Most people are thinking about a question: Shouldn't we be the ones who should escape? Why did the people from the Temple of War escape?

Could it be that he is really afraid of Xiao Fan, is Xiao Fan's deterrent power so terrifying? One person scares away hundreds of thousands of powerful people in the Hall of Battle Souls.

Xiao Fan looked very calm, as if all this had been expected by him.

Glancing at the five mid-war saint realms with icy eyes, Xiao Fan was about to continue to attack, but at this moment a voice sounded from a distance.

"Third brother, leave these for us to play with." Fatty's voice came, they are not as perverted as Xiao Fan, and they need actual combat experience to become stronger.

Xiao Fan nodded and said: "Then the lives of these people are entrusted to you, you can use the power in the bottle I gave you just now, maybe it can help you."

"Okay!" Several people nodded, Ling Feng, Fatty, Guan Xiaoqi, Bei Chenfeng, and Xiao Jin stepped into the air and walked towards the five middle-aged warriors.

Even if they are only in the early stage of the War Saint, they still have no fear in the middle stage of the Battle Saint.

"With Xiao Jin here, their safety should be no problem." Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, his mind did not stay on the few people, but turned his head to look at the battlefield where the drunken man was high in the sky, his eyes were full of seriousness color.