Chapter 1528: God of War

Chapter 1528: God of War

Seeing Xiao Fan approaching, Ming Luo's face darkened slightly. He had never underestimated Xiao Fan, let alone Xiao Fan had already broken through to the God of War realm.

Originally, he was planning to run away, but now, he changed his mind.

"It's good to try his bottom line." Ming Luo thought to himself, dancing the black sword in his hand, suddenly blocking Xiao Fan's attack.

clang clang!

The sound of sharp metal collisions resounded through the void, and the surrounding sword energy was raging, extremely fierce and sharp, even in the ordinary God of War state, it is estimated that it would be difficult to get close to them.

Nangong Xiaoxiao and Xiaojin stared at the high-altitude battle with scorching eyes. The battle in the God of War realm also had great benefits for them, and they could feel many things.

However, Xiao Fan and Ming Luo's speed is very fast. After a few breaths, the two have fought for tens of hundreds of rounds, and Nangong Xiaoxiao and the others may not be able to catch them with their eyesight.

Afterwards, the eyes of the two fell on the battle between Ling Feng and the alien God of War in the distance. At the same time, Zhuo Tianhong also joined the battle group.

"Why do I feel that the battle of the third brother is much more intense than the boss?" Nangong Xiaoxiao mused to herself.

Xiao Fan was only fighting at the early stage of the God of War Realm, while Ling Feng was fighting at the middle stage of the God of War Realm, but he could clearly feel that the battle between Xiao Fan and the others was much more intense.

"Roar!" Xiao Jin growled, as if he really wanted to join the battle with the others, but he stopped in the end.

It exudes a faint aura, as if it is about to break through to the god level.

"The strength of the boss is really not normal. He is still in the upper hand in the middle stage of the War God Realm. With Zhuo Tianhong joining, it may not be a problem to win the opponent." Nangong Xiaoxiao said to herself.

With the addition of Zhuo Tianhong on the battlefield where Ling Feng was, the middle stage of the God of War realm was completely at a disadvantage. Every blow Zhuo Tianhong took away a large amount of blood mist from his body.

The strong man in the middle stage of the God of War Realm was angry and furious. He really wanted to leave this place immediately. If he dragged on like this, he might fall here.

However, he didn't dare to leave, Ming Luo hadn't left, if he fled without fighting, even if he returned to the Gorefiend tribe, he would die.

Moreover, now he has to hold back Ling Feng and Zhuo Tianhong to give Ming Luo a chance.

After a while, the strong man in the middle stage of the God of War realm obviously became much older, and his blood energy was also weakened a lot, but this is definitely a good thing for Zhuo Tianhong.

The Fate Qi that had just devoured thousands of god corpses and the blood energy of the ten mid-stage God of War realms just now had allowed him to return to the three-change God of War, which was only one step away from the mid-stage God of War realm.

If he could swallow the lifespan and blood energy of this mid-stage God of War Realm, he believed that he would be able to return to the mid-stage God of War Realm.

So Zhuo Tianhong almost died, much more ferocious than Ling Feng's attack, which made Ling Feng speechless for a while, he didn't find Zhuo Tianhong so fierce just now.

But this is also a good thing for Ling Feng, he can save some spare energy.

"Let's go!" At this moment, Ming Luo's voice came, and he shook Xiao Fan back with a sword, and quickly retreated towards the distance.

After trying a bit just now, Ming Luo found that he couldn't test Xiao Fan's bottom line at all, which made him startled and angry.

If Ling Feng and Zhuo Tianhong were not here, Ming Luo would definitely fight to kill Xiao Fan with all his strength, and even if he couldn't keep Xiao Fan, he would have to severely injure him.

But in this way, he himself may be injured, his method is a killer move that kills one thousand and hurts eight hundred. He didn't expect that Xiao Fan didn't kill him, but left himself here.

Ming Luo stood in the air, his robe was broken a lot, during the confrontation with Xiao Fan, he didn't get any benefits at all, and of course, Xiao Fan couldn't help him at all.

"You can leave, but he will definitely not be able to." Xiao Fan looked indifferent.

"Son of God, hurry up and leave me alone." The strong man in the middle stage of the God of War realm shouted.

Around him, Zhuotianhong's eight tentacles intertwined into a large net, covering the entire void, and the vitality in his body was rapidly draining.

If he wanted to leave before, there would be absolutely no problem, but now, he has more than enough energy.

Both Ling Feng and Zhuo Tianhong are difficult masters, and it is not so easy to escape from them.

"die!"

Ming Luo's eyes were cold, he suddenly snorted coldly, the next moment, Ming Luo suddenly disappeared in place, and went straight to Ling Feng.

As long as one of Ling Feng and Zhuo Tianhong was killed, it would be a very simple matter for the mid-stage God of War warrior to leave.

When Ming Luo reappeared, he was already behind Ling Feng, and the black sword in his hand suddenly thrust towards the back of Ling Feng's head.

After this blow, even if Ling Feng is the god of war, he will definitely die.

"Boss, be careful!" Nangong Xiaoxiao's complexion changed drastically, and she shouted vigorously.

Clang!

Just as the sword in Ming Luo's hand was about to strike Ling Feng, a figure suddenly appeared behind Ling Feng, with a bloody long sword swinging slightly in his hand, Ming Luo's long sword was tilted to the side.

"How is it possible, how could your speed be so fast?!" Ming Luo's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

But when he saw the pair of bloody bone wings behind Xiao Fan, his expression became frightened: "Sura Divine Wing, are you the master of this generation of Shura Palace?"

It's no wonder that Ming Luo is so fearful. As the god son of the Gorefiend tribe, Ming Luo naturally knows a lot of secrets.

Isn't the biggest enemy of the Gorefiend tribe the God Killer and the Lord Shura?

But now, the soul of the killing beast appeared on the body of Lord Shura. Doesn't it mean that the two have merged into one?

Back then, whether it was God Killing Beast or Lord Shura, they both caused a lot of trouble for the Gorefiend Tribe. Now that the two have merged into one, how terrifying is it?

Before Xiao Fan could speak, Ming Luo moved and quickly retreated towards the distance. He only wanted to leave here and tell the tribal elders the news.

No matter how much it costs, this son must be beheaded!

Ming Luo's speed was very fast, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. Xiao Fan frowned. Although his speed was not lower than Ming Luo's, it was still impossible to kill him, because he had never really tested Ming Luo. Luo's real bottom line.

"Third brother, thank you." Ling Feng came back to his senses, and he realized that he was already sweating profusely. If Xiao Fan hadn't made a move, he might have died this time.

"Boss, aren't you too far-sighted?" Xiao Fan grinned, then raised his head to look at the mid-stage cultivator of the alien God of War trapped by Zhuo Tianhong, with a weird look on his face in vain.

I saw Zhuo Tianhong's eight tentacles tightly bound the body of the mid-stage God of War Realm expert, and then pointed his butt at him.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuo Tianhong's body began to swell, and his terrifying aura shook all directions.

"What is Zhuotianhong doing?" Nangong Xiaoxiao looked at the sky with confusion and curiosity.

The corner of Xiao Fan's mouth twitched suddenly, and he retreated quickly. Although Ling Feng and Xiao Jin didn't know why, they followed quickly, only Nangong Xiaoxiao stood there in a daze.

"Er Fatty, you still don't want to leave, do you want to die?" Ling Feng yelled, looking at Fatty angrily.

Hearing this, Nangong Xiaoxiao felt a sense of uneasiness in her heart, and also chased Xiao Fan and the others at full speed.

"Bang!" At this moment, there was an explosion, and when Nangong Xiaoxiao turned her head to look, she found a violent blood-colored mist agitating behind Zhuotianhong's ass.

"I'm going, you fucking fuck God of War?" Nangong Xiaoxiao opened her eyes wide and couldn't help yelling.