Chapter 1707 Merciless Massacre

Ning Yan roared angrily, trying to break away from the Shura Sword's killing blow, but Xiao Fan's strength and speed were no longer weaker than his, and he still took advantage of him when he was not prepared. How could he let him escape?

"die!"

Xiao Fan shouted loudly, and suddenly, something strange happened. The Shura Sword in his hand suddenly became dozens of feet long, and its whole body was scarlet, as if stained with blood.

Those tens of feet long are not the sword radiance of dozens of feet, but the sword body, the real sword body!

Xiao Fan was also shocked by this scene. Although he had seen many soul soldiers that could change, he never knew that the Shura Sword could also change in size.

The sword body, which is dozens of feet long, looks very terrifying. It can break even a mountain into pieces, not to mention a person.

He suddenly felt that the Shura Sword in its current state was the real Shura Sword.

"Is this the King's Sword?" Ning Yan screamed, stuttering and trembling.

You must know that Ning Yan is a god. Even if he is an incarnation, his character is still extremely strong. It is not simple to be able to shock him so much.

But before he finished speaking, he was torn into pieces by Shura Sword, and his voice slowly dissipated into the void.

Almost at the same time, in a palace of the Blood Demon Tribe, Nether Nightmare trembled slightly, his pupils were trembling violently, and he murmured to himself: "The King's Sword, that Shura Sword is actually the King's Sword?!"

At this moment, Ming Yan was extremely uneasy, and the changes in Shura Sword reminded him of countless memories.

"Does the lord know that this sword is the King's Sword?" Ning Yan narrowed his eyes and asked, "If this is true, does the lord come to this world for the King's Sword?"

After thinking about it, Ming Yan still shook his head and denied this guess. He also had a certain understanding of the Nine Nether Demon God. From the perspective of the Nine Nether Demon God, a king's sword might not be enough for him to attack a small world on a large scale.

You know, over tens of thousands of years, if it were in the Ancient God Realm, the Blood Demon Tribe would have grown to an unknown extent.

Similarly, Ye Jiuyou probably couldn't be cut into pieces to suppress this small world, without making any progress for ten thousand years.

However, Ye Jiuyou chose to stay in this small world for thousands of years, and his premeditation was definitely more than just a king's sword.

It's a pity that even if Ningyan racks his brains, it is impossible to guess the thoughts of Jiuyou Demon God. Moreover, even if he has broken through to the legendary realm, he does not dare to have any disobedient thoughts towards Jiuyou.

All Ming Yan could do was to suppress this suspicion deep in his heart. For a long time, Ming Yan narrowed his eyes, and a cruel look flashed in his eyes: "No matter what, Lord Shura must die!"

On the battlefield, the whole place was silent and silent. Everyone was shocked when Xiao Fan killed the incarnation of Nightmare, and could not recover for a long time.

That was the incarnation of a god, and he was killed like this?

You know, for the War Soul Continent, the gods are a taboo existence!

The hearts of the monks from the Temple of War and the Blood God Army were in their throats, and their eyes looking at Xiao Fan were filled with endless fear.

"Let's go!" Zhan Tianxia was the first to come to his senses, shouted loudly, and without hesitation turned into a stream of light and shot towards Wang Gutiandu.

His heart was beating loudly, as if it was going to explode.

Xiao Fan's power was completely beyond his expectation. He could kill even the incarnation of Nightmare. Then, as a perfect God of War, wouldn't it mean that he couldn't even deliver food?

To be honest, Zhan Tianxia felt extremely uncomfortable. Since meeting Xiao Fan for the first time, Zhan Tianxia felt that he had hit a wall time and time again.

The first time they met, Bei Lao slapped him in the face several times, but he didn't even have the strength to fight back.

After that, he led people to attack the Southern Region, which was considered the weakest in the world. Dozens of warships were killed in the end with a sword, and only he escaped.

In fact, this was due to the fact that the other party did not want to kill him. Otherwise, he would have confessed to being in the Southern Territory long ago. That was the second time he hit a wall.

The third time was the second meeting with Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan instantly killed two Nine Transformations God of War and slaughtered the God of War monks he brought with him. Zhan Tianxia was so frightened that he left without looking back.

But this time, Zhan Tianxia lost even his last courage, and all he could think about was how to survive.

"Zhan Tianxia, ​​this guy is going back the more he lives," Xing Sheng said with contempt as he looked at the fleeing Zhan Tianxia.

At this moment, Xiao Fan killed the Nightmare clone. He must have exhausted all his divine power. How could he have any remaining power to deal with others?

This is the best opportunity to kill Xiao Fan, but it is a pity that Zhan Tianxia no longer has the courage to face Xiao Fan.

The same was true for the Blood God Army in the distance. When they saw Xiao Fan killing the incarnation of Nightmare, the smiles on their faces all froze there, and their eyes looking at Xiao Fan were filled with only fear.

run!

This was the first thought that came to everyone's mind, and it was quickly put into action.

However, Xiao Fan has no intention of letting them go. Although he has very little divine power left, he has the Shura Sword.

As long as there is life, Shura Sword will continuously replenish his divine power.

Sure enough, Xiao Fan moved again. He urged the Shura Sword in his hand to return to its original size. Then the Shura Divine Wings spread out, like a hungry wolf pounced on a flock of sheep, and began to kill.

The Blood God Army has been frightened by Xiao Fan, and most of them don't even have the strength to resist. They only think about how to escape, and who is Xiao Fan's opponent.

Xiao Fan activated the Shura Sword, and the sword energy was flowing horizontally. Blood rain was everywhere where it passed, and screams could be heard endlessly. This place became a Shura Hell.

This was no longer a battle, but a massacre. Blood dyed the sky red, and the smell of blood filled every corner.

"Kill!" Jianluo yelled and rushed into the Blood God Army. He understood the secret of killing, and he might be able to understand something new by using this sprint.

Immediately afterwards, Xing Sheng, Zhan Huangtian and Yu Ying also rushed into the Blood God Army. They were the ones who escaped before, but now, they have become hunters, and the Blood God Army has become the prey.

No one thought that things would change so quickly! No one thought that the Blood God Army would one day be hunted down and killed!

All of this was because Xiao Fan killed the incarnation of Nightmare, completely frightening the Blood God Army's courage.

"You all die!"

Xiao Fan bared his teeth. All he could think of now was killing, killing these bastards and avenging the death of Xue Wujue.

How can a mere incarnation of a nightmare be enough to pay for the blood without death?

Even Xiao Fan didn't notice that as he killed more and more people, the Shura power in his body not only did not decrease, but actually increased.

The Shura Sword in his hand was devouring the blood and divine power of the Blood God Army monks desperately, making his whole body extremely scarlet and extremely enchanting.

After an entire hour, Xiao Fan and others stopped. Most of the seven to eight hundred Blood God Army were killed by them. There were corpses everywhere on the ground, turning it into a Shura field.

The strange thing is that all the blood of these people was swallowed up and turned into mummies.

Xiao Fan's broken robes were already soaked, and his long hair was still dripping with blood. He had changed into his original appearance, but he looked more terrifying and terrifying than Shura.

All around him, the blood was billowing and breathtaking.

Xing Sheng, Jian Luo, Zhan Huangtian and Yu Ying stood not far from Xiao Fan. They were also shocked by the murderous aura and blood energy around Xiao Fan.

After a long time, Xiao Fan calmed down, looked at the corpses everywhere, and finally looked towards the north, saying in a cold voice: "Senior brother, don't worry, one day, I will unscrew the nightmare's head with my own hands."