Chapter 1519: The God of War Can Also Kill

Chapter 1519: The God of War can also kill

Compared to you, of course I believe in my brother!

brother?

The white-robed youth's voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly. They looked at Xiao Fan and the white-robed youth in surprise.

Many people secretly speculated, is this young kid also a certain senior?

However, he is clearly only at the peak of the War God Realm, not even the War God Realm.

"Boss, welcome back!" Xiao Fan grinned, and punched the young man in white robe on the chest.

The white-robed young man was none other than Ling Feng who had disappeared for several years, but Xiao Fan was puzzled that Old Bei was able to send Ling Feng here.

What's more, Ling Feng was given a great fortune, and Xiao Fan was very afraid of the aura he exuded from his body. Obviously, Ling Feng had broken through to the God of War realm.

"Haha, third child, I'm finally stronger than you now." Ling Feng laughed, and he could tell at a glance that Xiao Fan's cultivation was only at the peak of the Battle Saint Realm.

Now that he has broken through to the God of War realm, and has received the inheritance of the Blood Prison Tianfeng, he is more confident than Xiao Fan.

"Yeah, I have to match you." Xiao Fan smiled.

But Zhuo Tianhong on the side curled his lips, wondering in his heart: "Even if I am no match for the young master, you, a person who has just broken through the God of War realm, dare to speak nonsense?"

If it wasn't for the extraordinary relationship between Xiao Fan and Ling Feng, Zhuo Tianhong would definitely go to war with Ling Feng directly to test his bottom line.

"It turns out that you are not Senior Tianfeng, but a kid who happened to get Tianfeng's inheritance. Hand over Tianfeng's inheritance, or follow me back to the Temple of War God, otherwise..." An old man in the Temple of War God saw Ling Feng's problem, Suddenly sneered.

The others also looked at Ling Feng with evil smiles, all the previous awe disappeared, replaced by killing intent.

"Otherwise what?" Ling Feng looked at these people with a smile instead of anger.

Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and scanned the Temple of War God and the monks of the Nine Realms Alliance. He realized that he still had too high a view on them.

It's no wonder that people from the Soul of War Continent are not as good as people from other races. The other races have the heart to accommodate the monks from the Soul of War Continent, but the monks from the Soul of War Continent want to kill each other.

For some reason, Xiao Fan discovered for the first time how sad it is to be a cultivator in the Soul of War continent.

"Haha, brother, there's no need for us to continue the fight." The blood-robed youth of the foreign race laughed loudly, and knocked Nangong Xiaoxiao back with a punch.

Nangong Xiaoxiao stopped her figure and did not continue to rush up, but instead looked angrily at the cultivator from the Battle Soul Continent.

"As long as a few of you join the Blood Demon Tribe, I, Ming Luo, promise that we will not change anything about you, and we can even provide you with training resources. The only requirement is that you be loyal to the Blood Demon Tribe." The blood-robed youth laughed and said, He looked like he was watching a good show.

"No need, although they are hateful, you are even more hateful." Ling Feng said cleanly, "Get out now, I can pretend that I didn't see anything, otherwise, I will bear the consequences!"

Ming Luo's face froze, then shrugged, and said with a wicked smile: "Don't worry, we're only going to watch the show today, and don't care about anything else."

"Get out!" Ling Feng shouted coldly. In his eyes, no matter how the monks in the War Soul Continent treat him, it can only be regarded as a family matter at best.

Family ugliness should not be publicized. Although the issue of the War Soul Continent must be resolved, outsiders are absolutely not allowed to participate.

A hint of predation flashed in the depths of Ming Luo's eyes, he hesitated for a while, and said, "Let's go!"

From Ling Feng's eyes, he felt a strong killing intent. Although he didn't believe that Ling Feng could kill him, if everyone in the Soul Continent continued to speak out, they might really stay here.

Seeing that Ming Luo was forced away by Ling Feng, all the monks in the War Soul Continent showed horror.

Ling Feng didn't care about everyone's eyes, but looked at the monks around him coldly and said: "Whoever wants my inheritance, now I will give you a chance to stand up!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Fan nodded slightly, it was also what Ling Feng had thought of doing.

In any case, the real enemy of the Soul Continent is not the monks of the Soul Continent, but a foreign race. Even if the conflict between the monks of the Soul Continent is life and death, Ming Luo should not be involved.

Of course, if possible, Xiao Fan would not mind keeping Ming Luo, but obviously this is impossible, Ming Luo's fight with Nangong Xiaoxiao just now was not his real strength at all.

Because he didn't dare to kill in front of the monks from the Battle Soul Mainland, for fear of causing public anger.

Hoo hoo!

Suddenly, several figures flashed and appeared not far in front of Ling Feng, looking at Ling Feng indifferently, with a scorching light flashing in their eyes.

"It's you who handed over the Tianfeng inheritance, or we will get it ourselves." One of them looked at Ling Feng coldly and said.

"Today I really want to kill someone." Before Ling Feng could speak, Xiao Fan suddenly stepped forward. Ling Feng originally wanted to stop him, but he felt the murderous aura on Xiao Fan's body, so he stopped in his tracks.

"Killer, it's just a monk in the Battle Saint Realm, who can he kill?" A skinny old man said disdainfully, all of them stood up from the early stage of the War God Realm, so naturally they were not afraid of Xiao Fan, who was at the peak of the Battle Saint Realm.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, there was a soft sound, and a stream of light was seen across the sky, and one arm of the skinny old man suddenly chopped off along the shoulder at an incredible speed.

"Hiss~" The crowd couldn't help gasping for air, all eyes focused on Xiao Fan, only to see that he was holding a sword in his hand, dripping with scarlet blood.

That's the God of War Realm, and an arm was cut off by a monk at the peak of the Saint of War Realm, and he didn't even have a chance to dodge?

Ling Feng also looked at Xiao Fan in surprise. Originally, he thought he was much stronger than Xiao Fan. Until now, he realized that he still underestimated Xiao Fan.

Although he can also do what Xiao Fan did just now, but he is in the God of War realm, and he is not only a small realm behind Xiao Fan.

"Little bastard, I'm going to kill you!" The skinny old man was furious to the extreme, he was a majestic God of War realm, how could he be bullied by a kid in the Saint of War realm?

"I just gave you a lesson. You are in the God of War state. You only know how to bully the monks from the mainland, but you don't dare to deal with people from other races. You should be killed!" Xiao Fan's tone became colder and colder, and a terrifying bloody light bloomed from his body.

"Woo~" There was a roar and wail, and a terrifying blood-colored mist diffused from Xiao Fan's body, and the cold murderous aura froze into blood-colored ice.

The crowd seemed to see the howling of the endless ghost fog, and suddenly became terrified. Bloody, chilling, cold, fear, all kinds of complex emotions lingered in everyone's mind.

Even in the God of War realm, he felt a breath of death permeating the air, and couldn't help shivering.

The skinny old man only felt cold all over, and his body was a little disobedient, and he couldn't even take a step.

I saw Xiao Fan walking over step by step, looking at him coldly, with infinite murderous intent.

"I'm in the God of War Realm, a hero of the Soul of War Continent, you can't kill me!" The skinny old man was finally frightened, the other party was obviously only in the Saint of War realm, but it made him feel a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart.

"Heroes? Are the heroes of the Soul Continent obtained by killing one of their own people?" Xiao Fan's tone was cold, and he didn't intend to spare him at all.

A person who claims to be a hero of the Soul of War Continent, but can slaughter the monks of the Soul of War Continent at will, how could Xiao Fan agree with such a hero?

Smiling coldly, Xiao Fan said: "Today, the God of War can still kill!"