Chapter 1698 Massacre
Xiao Fan didn't pay much attention to the death of Murong Mingyue. As one of the top ten evildoers, he was no longer worthy of his reputation. At this time, he only wanted to escape by chance, which made Xiao Fan so disappointed.
If the War Spirit Continent were filled with people like him, Murong Mingyue, they would probably have perished long ago.
"Third brother, Murong Mingyue is dead, and saving this boy was in vain." Guan Xiaoqi appeared in front of Xiao Fan.
"I'm still thinking about escaping at this time. I deserve to die. It's useless to keep it anyway." Ling Feng looked extremely cold. "But the situation is not optimistic now. The people from the Temple of War have actually taken action against us!"
"Is there anything they can't do?" Xiao Fan said coldly, paused, and then said in a serious voice: "But I really underestimated them. The God of War actually has such powerful archers."
"Third brother, don't worry. Just leave these people to me. I guarantee that none of them will dare to shoot a cold arrow in the back." Guan Xiaoqi patted her chest and promised.
"Are you sure?" Xiao Fan showed a hint of worry. He swung the long sword in his hand quickly, and several more Blood God Realm Five-Transformation War God Realm were beheaded by him.
Although he has not truly broken through to the late stage of the God of War realm, his strength is no longer weaker than that of the Nine Transformations God of War. Even if the God of War reaches perfection, he still dares to fight hard.
"Don't worry." Guan Xiaoqi smiled confidently and suddenly said to the void: "Brothers, follow me!"
After the words fell, what surprised everyone was that at Guan Xiaoqi's feet, suddenly, the energy of the gods surged around him, and turned into a huge firebird that appeared out of thin air at his feet. With its wings spread, it took Guan Xiaoqi towards him. Sweeping away from the rear.
"Spirit Elf Firebird?" Jianluo was slightly surprised. Before, he didn't disdain the strength of Xiao Fan's men, but now, Xiao Fan brought him too many surprises.
The Spirit Clan disappeared for thousands of years and then reappeared. Seeing that the Elf Firebird was of high rank, he actually became Guan Xiaoqi's mount. I guess Guan Xiaoqi's status in the Spirit Clan was not low.
The most important thing is that Guan Xiaoqi is actually Xiao Fan's brother. When he sees the amethyst thunder beast in the distance, Jianluo's eyes towards Xiao Fan change again.
The Purple Crystal Thunder Beast used to be the mount of the War Clan, but now it seems to be in the hands of Brother Xiao Fan.
At this moment, several arrow rainbows suddenly appeared from behind. This time, the arrow rainbows targeted Xiao Fan and the others at extremely fast speeds.
Just as Xiao Fan and others were about to retreat, several arrow feathers were shot out of the void strangely, heading straight towards the sword rainbows, and then they all collided together.
Moreover, this was just the beginning. The next moment, dozens of streams of light appeared strangely in the void, a few minutes faster than before, and disappeared into the sky in an instant, disappearing without a trace.
After a breath, there were sudden explosions thousands of miles away, and a burst of fire shot into the sky.
"It is rumored that the Spirit Race is omnipresent, and it seems to be true." A smile finally appeared on Xiao Fan's face. Regarding Xiao Qi's presence, it would be impossible for the people of the War Temple to launch cold arrows.
"Let's fight quickly." Xiao Fan said to everyone. His body was suddenly divided into nine parts. In addition to the main body, there were eight more soul clones.
"Don't worry, young master, let's see how I slaughter them!" Zhuo Tianhong laughed arrogantly. In his eyes, these Blood God Army are great tonics.
After being taught by Xiao Fan last time, this time, Zhuo Tianhong acted much more decisively and swiftly. The eight tentacles turned into eight divine swords, and the shadows of the swords filled the void.
Xiao Fan showed no mercy at all. Every time someone from the Blood God Army is killed now, the danger to the War Soul Continent will be reduced by one point in the future.
Of course, Xiao Fan also knows that what ultimately determines the future of the War Soul Continent is not the power of the middle and bottom levels, but the power of the top level.
These mid-stage God of War realms could be killed by Samsara and the Nine Nether Demon Gods.
The only way to expel the foreign races from the War Soul Continent is to kill the Nine Nether Demon God. But killing the Nine Nether Demon God is not that easy.
But for the time being, there is only so much Xiao Fan can do.
Time passed slowly, and countless Blood God Army soldiers died under Xiao Fan. The ground was already dyed red with blood, and bones were everywhere, making it extremely bloody.
However, the number of the Blood God Army has not decreased but is increasing. At first, it was only about a hundred, but now it is as many as three or four hundred.
Including several other directions, the number of Blood God Army has reached thousands, and Xiao Fan and the others are facing increasing pressure.
Although they saved a lot of ancient monks, they also died a lot. Even the top ten evildoers, two people died.
"Third brother, Dugu Xiangting and Feng Qianxi are dead." Ling Feng sent a message to Xiao Fan, "Now that there are more and more Blood God Army, how long will it take for Shadow Wind and the others to arrive?"
"Hold on for half a cup of tea!" Xiao Fan took a deep breath and said.
He looked up and saw Zhan Huangtian and Ye Guyyou going completely crazy. Feng Qianxi's death had a great impact on the two of them, and Xiao Fan finally saw the terrifying side of Zhan Huangtian.
Xiao Fan didn't know whether he should feel lucky for Feng Qianxi's death. If Feng Qianxi was still alive, Zhan Huangtian probably wouldn't be so crazy.
"War is so cruel!" Xiao Fan thought to himself.
The powerful side of the Blood God Army made Xiao Fan very helpless. Even if he killed ants of the same level, the Blood God Army was too numerous to kill them all.
Moreover, the Blood God Army that arrived later is getting stronger and stronger. If the delay continues, they will probably have to stay here.
But he had to delay for half a cup of tea. Crazy Wolf and the others needed half a cup of tea to fully gather here. With Xiao Fan's personality, it was impossible for him to give up on his brother.
"It's almost time for half a cup of tea." Xiao Fan muttered to himself.
Suddenly, his eight soul clones suddenly retreated towards the rear and became busy in the mountain of corpses and sea of bones below.
At the same time, Xiao Fan's murderous aura became even more intense, his black robe was stained with blood, and his Shura sword lay horizontally, dripping with scarlet blood, which was extremely bloody.
"kill!"
Xiao Fan spit out a cold voice, his body turned into a phantom, and he rushed into the Blood God Army. Wherever he passed, blood was sprayed and pieces of flesh flew everywhere.
He was like a killing machine, crushing everyone everywhere, and everyone was killed by his sword.
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but gasp. The speed of killing people was as easy as harvesting wheat.
The Blood God Army, which has always been known for its ferocious reputation, also showed fear at this moment.
Some people even stayed in place, watching Xiao Fan kill him!
He was like a murderous god coming into the world, with infinite power, harvesting the lives of the Blood God Army soldiers, and a rain of corpses fell from the void.
"Trap him!"
A loud shout came from the crowd, and several powerful auras swept over. Ten men in black robes appeared, trapping Xiao Fan in the center.
"Nine Transformations God of War?" Xiao Fan stopped and looked at the ten people around him with a cold expression.
"Sun and Moon Sword Formation!" One of the men in black robes shouted loudly, and ten of them drew their swords at the same time. Sword energy flew all over the sky, condensing into a sword energy barrier and trapping Xiao Fan in the center.