Chapter 125 Killing Power

Chapter 125 Killing Power

"die!"

With a sword strike, the head fell, and a terrifying murderous aura erupted from Xiao Fan's body. The Shura sword was entwined with blood and light, becoming more sharp and fierce.

"Third brother, summon out the battle spirits, there are so many, if they are not killed, they will be ground to death!" Ling Feng came to Xiao Fan and shouted.

Xiao Fan frowned and summoned the battle spirit. Although the battle power can be doubled, the consumption of the soul power will also increase. Here, if the soul power cannot be replenished, what?

"Wait!" Xiao Fan suddenly seemed to think of something, and with a thought, suddenly there was an exquisite gemstone in his hand.

"Soul crystal?" Ling Feng's eyes lit up.

Xiao Fan also laughed, the space on this floor is indeed different from the previous five floors, the sixth floor does not enter a certain kind of illusion, but enters a real space.

As long as the soul crystal can be taken out, enough soul power can be replenished in time, and in this way, the chance of passing the God-killing trial will be even greater.

It was just Ling Feng's words, but like a basin of cold water, it quenched Xiao Fan's excitement.

"Since this is not an illusion, it means that we are likely to be killed." Ling Feng is not as optimistic as Xiao Fan. How can hundreds of thousands of enemies survive with just a few of them in the War Venerable Realm?

"Kill as many as you can! Even if you die, you have to pull a few more backs!" Xiao Fan took a deep breath, his murderous intent bloomed, but in his heart, he greeted all eighteen generations of the ancestors who made this god-killing trial Hundred times.

It is understandable to build a mind-refining tower. After all, it is useful for many monks, but this trial of killing gods is too bloody and difficult.

Ordinary people see such a picture, how can they dare to fight, and they can be regarded as a character if they can not escape.

"Blood kill!" Xiao Fan summoned the ghost battle soul, the surrounding world's aura rolled in, the first sword of Shura's three swords swung out angrily, and a bloody horse with a length of several feet swept across one side.

Those monsters were all chopped off at the waist, and the blood was absorbed by the Shura sword frantically.

The bean-sized sweat rolled down Xiao Fan's forehead. Although the blood killing technique is strong, one move is enough to kill dozens of enemies, but it consumed him a lot.

How can you kill thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands if you have killed dozens or hundreds of them!

"I can't care about that much anymore." Xiao Fan glanced around, there were bloody monsters everywhere, which made one's heart chill, almost surrounded him tightly, and there was no escape route at all.

"Boss, take good care of the little witch and the second child." Xiao Fan left a sentence and marched forward bravely with a sword in his hand.

On his body surface, the golden flame roared, mixed with the fresh blood, which looked extremely frightening. At this moment, Xiao Fan seemed to be a peerless killing god.

The first sword of Shura's Three Swords "Blood Killing" was frequently used. The more blood absorbed by this sword, the stronger the killing intent and the greater its power.

The corpses and monsters that died in Xiao Fan's hands were unknown, and the corpses paved a long corpse road along the way.

"Roar!" Xiao Jin roared excitedly when he saw Xiao Fan. At this moment, it is not much better. Although there are no Zhanzong realm powerhouses among these corpse monsters, there are too many of them, and they cannot be slaughtered at all. Can't kill!

"Blood kill!"

With a loud shout, a blood-colored river of tens of feet rose into the sky, and hundreds of monsters were blown to pieces one after another, turning into blood mist and filling the air again, and being absorbed by the Shura sword after breathing.

Xiao Fan shot, and appeared beside Xiao Jin in a daze, and together with Xiao Jin, he faced the monsters around him.

"Ah!" The little witch's scream came, and in her direction, countless silver vines rushed in all directions, like dancing giant snakes.

When she killed the monsters, the monsters were also constantly injuring her, and it was not a small burden for her to cast the battle spirit for a long time.

Xiao Fan's expression was extremely anxious, his eyes scanned the surroundings, and suddenly, they were fixed on a boulder in the middle of the valley.

"Quick, approach the stone, use attack as defense!" Xiao Fan shouted anxiously, grabbing the soul crystal in one hand and the Shura sword in the other, clearing the way with blood.

After half a cup of tea, Xiao Fan finally arrived at the stone. He and Xiao Jin turned over and climbed up the boulder. The boulder was surrounded by monsters.

At this moment, Xiao Fan's face was pale. Even though the Phantom War Soul absorbs the soul crystals very quickly, it still cannot make ends meet. It will be a matter of time before he loses his strength!

Xiao Jin is not much better, although it has broken through to the fifth level, but don't forget, he has been killed for several hours before Xiao Fan and the others entered.

"Smelly rascal, we can't hold on any longer!" The little witch's anxious voice sounded, and the three of them approached the boulder while fighting, but the luck of the three of them was not very good, and they encountered a dozen or so monsters at the peak of their fighting status. The three of them were obviously entangled, covered in blood, and might fall down at any time.

"Xiaojin, guard the boulder, I'll go back!" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and said, Little King Kong wanted to stop, but Xiao Fan had already jumped into the middle of the corpse monster again.

"Blood kill!" Another sword strike, hundreds of corpses and monsters died, Xiao Fan's footsteps were already a little shaky, and his standing was unstable, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

Suddenly, a passage appeared between the three little witches and Xiao Fan.

"The third child! You?" Ling Feng and the others quickly ran to Xiao Fan, and they were almost startled when they saw Xiao Fan's appearance.

"Hurry up and go!" Xiao Fan seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength in saying a word, but the murderous aura on his body was stronger than before.

In less than a stick of incense into the valley, there were countless corpses and monsters that died in his hands!

"Let's go!" Ling Feng didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest, if this dragged on, the four of them would all die here.

The fat man hurriedly followed, but the little witch hesitated to leave Xiao Fan.

"Miss, if you don't go, you will die! Go, what are you doing here?" Xiao Fan glared at the little witch. This was not a joke, but desperate.

"Stinky rascal, be careful!" Suddenly, the little witch screamed, and appeared behind Xiao Fan in a flash. Xiao Fan only felt a stream of hot blood splashing on his face.

Xiao Fan trembled all over, his pupils contracted violently, he turned around suddenly, and slashed out with a sword, taking advantage of the opportunity to hold the little witch in his arms.

On the little witch's abdomen, there was a bloody claw mark, and the blood was gurgling. The little witch's breathing was a little slow, as if she was about to die at any moment.

"Ah~" Xiao Fan raised his head to the sky and screamed, a murderous aura erupted from him, like a materialized sharp sword whistling, the bone-chilling chill swept over his body.

The long hair danced wildly, and the blood-stained robe fluttered, like an unrivaled killing god!

Ling Feng and Fatty, who were closer to each other, couldn't help shivering. They looked at Xiao Fan in horror, and they realized that they had always underestimated Xiao Fan.

Leaping to challenge is not his real strength, Xiao Fan at this moment is the most terrifying!

"Murderous momentum! The murderous aura is condensed into a momentum!" Ling Feng's pupils shrank, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he looked at Xiao Fan as if he were looking at a monster.

Generally, only those who are strong in the Zhanzong realm can comprehend the power of the sword. Xiao Fan has comprehended the power of the fist and the power of the sword when he was in the realm of the war master, and now he has comprehended the power of killing!

Moreover, killing power is not comparable to sword power and fist power. The latter two are expressed above force, using aura to oppress the opponent, while killing power is a real deterrent, which makes people feel fear from the depths of their souls!

"Ling Feng, fat man, protect him for me!" Xiao Fan handed the little witch to the two, then stared at the four directions with grinning teeth, and said coldly, "You all have to die!"