Chapter 1620: The Power of a Sword

Chapter 1620: The Power of a Sword

The audience was dead silent, like a chilling cicada, except for occasional gusts of howling and whining, as if mourning for the dead.

After a long time, Xiao Fan turned around slowly, his eyes fell on the remaining monks of the War God Temple, his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

poof~

Suddenly, figures knelt on the ground, trembling all over, as if they had lost all strength.

With just one look, many monks in the Temple of War were frightened to kneel down. This scene shocked the ancient monks incomparably.

Today, they finally realized with their own eyes the ferocious side of the Lord of the Asura Hall. Killing hundreds of peak warriors in the Saint Realm was as easy as eating and drinking water, which no one dared to imagine.

"Do you know why the Palace Master didn't kill you?" Xiao Fan's faint voice sounded, the tone was very flat, but full of domineering.

In his eyes, it seems that killing more than a thousand battle saints is just a matter of hand.

But at this moment, no one refuted it. If Xiao Fan wanted to kill them, maybe no one would be able to escape.

Everyone looked blank and fearful, waiting for Xiao Fan's next words.

"You should be thankful that your strength is too low to be controlled by Zhan Samsara." Xiao Fan's tone was cold, "I have to say, you are very sad, and you have no qualifications to be used as cannon fodder."

Everyone heard the words, and their expressions were extremely complicated. Xiao Fan was right. Although they were all at the peak of the Battle Saint Realm, their strength was relatively weak among the same level.

Otherwise, how could Zhan Samsara not control them?

These people have limited talents, and if they want to break through to the God of War realm, the only way to do it is to refine the crystal of divine power. It is almost impossible to break through the God of War by themselves.

"There are still ten months to come, and the cemetery of the gods will be opened. When the time comes to leave this place, I hope you all remember that you are from the Soul of War Continent, not from the Temple of War God." Xiao Fan looked indifferent.

After a pause, he continued: "Forgive me this time, if you stand on the side of the Temple of War God next time, you will be the enemy of the Lord of the Hall, and the enemy of the Soul of War Continent. Don't blame the Lord of the Hall for being ruthless. !"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Fan turned around and flew towards the entrance of the seventh floor. Although he knew that these people would probably end up standing on the opposite side of the Asura Hall in all likelihood, there was nothing he could do.

They were not controlled by the war reincarnation, and they were still alive. Although Xiao Fan really wanted to kill them to avoid future troubles, he still couldn't do it.

As for the monks of the ancient tribe, Xiao Fan knew that these people could not make any big waves at all. If they wanted to betray the War Soul Continent, they had to ask their ancestors whether they agreed.

When he appeared at the entrance of the seventh floor, Xiao Fan looked back at Murong Mingyue again, and uttered a few words meaningfully: "I can do it myself."

Hearing these words, Murong Mingyue trembled all over. Based on his understanding of Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan shouldn't let him go. Why didn't he want to kill himself?

What he didn't know was that if Xiao Fan and his father Murong Xingcheng hadn't reached a certain condition, Murong Mingyue would have been decapitated long ago.

The expressions of the ancient monks were also different. They knew that Xiao Fan's words were not only for Murong Mingyue, but also for all of them.

"Young Master!" Zhuo Tianhong appeared in front of Xiao Fan in a flash, and he basically cleaned the battlefield completely.

Xiao Fan nodded and didn't say much. He didn't care about the life or death of the ancient monks.

If it is worth saving, Xiao Fan will take action without hesitation; if it is not worth saving, Xiao Fan doesn't even bother to take a second look.

"Boom~"

As soon as he took a step, the thunderstorm suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding wind howled, and the eyes of many monks of the ancient clan were full of light. This is the best chance to enter the seventh floor.

However, no one dared to go forward, Xiao Fan was still standing there, going up at this moment would undoubtedly be courting death.

Xiao Fan raised his brows slightly, looked ahead slightly in surprise, and after a few breaths, a huge wind and thunder beast blocked Xiao Fan's path again.

"Hasn't it been three days? Why did the wind and thunder beast appear again?" Zhuo Tianhong was surprised, and then he understood: "It is probably related to the opening of a passage by the young master."

"Let's go." Xiao Fan's tone was indifferent, he waved the Shura sword lightly in his hand, pierced through the holes one by one, and went straight to the wind and thunder beast.

The wind and thunder beast roared and roared, and a terrifying sound wave impact swept over, trying to destroy Xiao Fan's sword.

But at this moment, no one dared to disdain Xiao Fan anymore. Everything just now proved Xiao Fan's strength, maybe he could really kill the Wind Thunder Beast.

"Pfft~"

There was a soft sound, and what made everyone's eyes widen was that when Xiao Fan's sword energy touched the sonic impact of the Wind Thunder Beast, it was like cutting through a thin piece of paper, unstoppable.

Immediately afterwards, there was a scream, and Xiao Fan's sword energy instantly pierced the Fenglei Beast's brows without losing any speed.

The body of the wind and thunder beast suddenly exploded, turning into bursts of violent wind and thunder, sweeping in all directions.

Seeing this, the monks of the Temple of War God of the ancient race were so frightened that they hurriedly ran away. The power contained in the wind and thunder profound meaning is not weaker than the attack of the God of War. They are not opponents.

Perhaps it was Xiao Fan's words that had an effect, the monks of the War God Temple did not continue to attack the ancient monks, of course, it was Xiao Fan's strength that shocked them more.

If the monks of the War God Temple continue to kill the ancient monks, who knows whether Xiao Fan will continue to kill them? After all, his previous words still linger in everyone's ears.

"So strong!" Zhuo Tianhong was also shocked by Xiao Fan's strength, even if he wanted to kill the Fenglei Beast, it would not be so simple.

Zhuo Tianhong took a deep look at Xiao Fan, he felt that Xiao Fan suddenly became a little different, as for what changed, Zhuo Tianhong couldn't tell.

But he could feel that Xiao Fan was much stronger than when he just came to the entrance of the seventh floor.

You know, before Xiao Fan only wanted to force the entrance to the seventh floor, but now, Xiao Fan is full of confidence, as if he didn't take the danger of this entrance seriously.

Zhuo Tianhong really couldn't figure out why a person would undergo such a big change in a short period of time.

"Profound righteousness can certainly enhance a person's strength, but as the teacher said, I am the root. My swordsmanship, even if my cultivation is suppressed, can temporarily break through the gap between the Holy War Realm and the War God Realm." Xiao Fan is very satisfied The power of his own sword.

Here, even if he can't use the Profound Truth, he can kill the early stage of the God of War realm, because his own strength is already enough to fight against the strong early stage of the God of War realm.

To be precise, Xiao Fan's comprehension of the way of the sword has surpassed his comprehension of the mysteries.

"In addition, the power of the fusion of life and death is not weaker than that of thunder and lightning. It seems that I have to draw a soul pattern map as soon as possible." Xiao Fan thought to himself, then took a deep breath and flew towards the entrance of the seventh floor .