Chapter 1735 Mysterious Figure

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After Xiao Fan finished speaking, there was a pop, and a sword light bloomed from his body, slicing Wu Xin's neck directly, and his head suddenly flew up.

Wu Xin watched as his head and body separated, with a look of extreme fear on his face.

Am I actually dead?

Wu Xin couldn't believe his eyes, but the biting coldness came from his neck, telling him that all this was true.

That headless corpse is his body, not someone else's!

The crowd was also startled by Xiao Fan's decisiveness. Moreover, Xiao Fan didn't make a move at all. He just unleashed a burst of sword energy and instantly killed those who were in the late stages of the War Saint Realm.

Such terrifying strength is something that they look up to. Even at the peak of the War Saint Realm, it is impossible for them to achieve it. Many people have begun to speculate on Xiao Fan's strength.

"You, you actually killed him?" The first one who was anxious was Xue Yaoruo, with a look of fear on her face. She grabbed Xiao Fan's collar and shouted angrily with all her strength: "He is dead. What should I do with Nian Nian?”

When Xue Ming and others saw this, their expressions changed wildly. With Xiao Fan's strength, if he got angry, everyone here would probably be left behind.

Xiao Fan's expression was calm as usual, without any anger. He just gently pushed away the bloody and enchanting jade hand, slowly walked towards the head, raised his palm, and grabbed the head directly in his hand.

"You, who are you?" Wu Xin's head made a weak voice.

The fate of a monk in the Battle Saint Realm is very fragile. If his head is cut off, it is basically impossible to survive. Wu Xin just wants to know who killed him.

Xiao Fan ignored Wu Xin, and two streams of light instantly disappeared into the center of his eyebrows. Only Jian Luo and Wu Ruofeng were able to catch them.

After all, everyone else is only at the Battle Saint realm, and it is impossible to capture Xiao Fan's speed.

Xiao Fan's soul power shot into Wu Xin's consciousness space, and suddenly a powerful soul thought came back, trying to kill Xiao Fan's soul.

"Who are you?" Xiao Fan sent out a wave of thoughts, and the strong murderous intention locked on that soul thought.

The soul thought didn't pay attention to Xiao Fan at all, but went straight towards Wu Xin's will.

How could Xiao Fan let him succeed? The last time he was only in the Battle Saint realm, he was naturally no match for him and asked him to kill Jiang Tianyu.

Now Xiao Fan is in the Seventh Transformation God of War Realm. Not to mention being invincible in the God of War Realm, that's pretty much it.

The two soul powers collided together, Xiao Fan quickly gained the upper hand, and Wu Xin's will almost collapsed.

After a few breaths, Xiao Fan's soul power finally wiped out the soul will, and a vicissitudes and ethereal voice came from the void: "Master Shura Hall? You are very good. Maybe we will meet soon."

Xiao Fan felt cold in his heart. His current soul power was only one step away from the peak of the God of War. It took so long to wipe out the other party's remaining thoughts. One can imagine how powerful the other party was.

Concentrating his mind, Xiao Fan's thoughts instantly fell on Wu Xin's soul will. Due to the interference of soul fluctuations, Wu Xin's soul consciousness had been shaken to pieces.

Xiao Fan quickly used the magic seeding technique on him and searched quickly in his memory, hoping to get something useful.

Unfortunately, to Xiao Fan's disappointment, he could not find any information about that powerful soul at all. Apparently the other party had just deliberately erased it.

"Wait a minute, Wu Xin's memory shows that he won a fortune in the God's Domain before he could break through to the War Saint Realm." Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly captured something: "In this case, Wu Xin is most likely to be in The divine realm is controlled by that person.”

Thinking of the Divine Realm, Xiao Fan's heart became even colder. It was the current headquarters of the Temple of War, but the soul fluctuations were obviously not from the War Reincarnation.

Although Xiao Fan didn't understand Zhan Samsara, Zhan Samsara certainly couldn't allow such a powerful existence under his nose. This is the saying that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

Moreover, this person's power is beyond Xiao Fan's cognition, and it is very likely that he has surpassed the God of War realm. The only explanation is that this person is most likely related to the War of Reincarnation.

Considering that Zhan Samsara had people destroy Wanggu Tiandu's teleportation array, he might not have surrendered to the Blood Demon Tribe, but was actually against the Blood Demon Tribe.

In addition, the Blood Demon Tribe is very likely to have two strong men in the realm of gods. The God of War dares to be so blatantly hostile to the Blood Demon Tribe. This also shows from another aspect that the God of War may not be weaker than the Blood Demon Tribe.

"If this person really has a conversation related to the battle of reincarnation, it is very likely that he is also a powerful person in the realm of gods." Xiao Fan thought secretly in his heart.

Because only in this way can the God of War have the capital to fight against the Blood Demon Tribe.

But in this case, those two forces are much more powerful than Shura Palace. If they join forces to deal with Shura Palace, how can Shura Palace be an opponent?

Xiao Fan discovered that things seemed to be far more complicated than he imagined. Even at the current level, there were still some mysteries that could not be solved.

Regarding this mysterious figure in Wuxin's consciousness space, Xiao Fan could only vaguely guess some things related to him, but could not confirm his identity.

"Perhaps, these mysteries will be solved soon, but now I am not qualified to know the answer." Xiao Fan took a deep breath, calmed his thoughts, and said with a flash of determination in his eyes: "It seems that we must advance in advance." Just go to that place."

"Master, how should we deal with these people?" A voice pulled Xiao Fan back from his thoughts, but it was Jian Luo who looked at Wu Xin's people expressionlessly.

"Wait here!" Xiao Fan said coldly and disappeared suddenly.

"Nian Nian, Elder Xue Ming, save Nian Nian!" Xue Yaorao came back to his senses, looked at Wu Xin's men anxiously and said, "You must know where Nian Nian is, tell me quickly!"

Wu Xin is dead, and now only Wu Xin's men may know where Xiao Niannian is. If it's too late, Xiao Niannian will be in danger.

At this moment, Xiao Fan had appeared in a dilapidated courtyard on the edge of the Holy City of War Souls. With the power of his soul swept away, everything in the courtyard was imprinted in his mind.

"Let me out. If Sister Xue knows that you have caught me, she will definitely not let you go!" In the room, a little girl of eight or nine years old kept knocking on the door.

Her expression was extremely calm, which was obviously beyond the mental age of a child of the same age. If it had been another person, she would have burst into tears.

"Little girl, if you keep arguing, I'll cut out your tongue!" A cold voice came from outside the door. At the door, stood two warrior emperor monks. Their bodies exuded a strong blood energy. They had obviously killed many people.

As soon as they finished speaking, the two men suddenly widened their eyes with fear, and they felt as if their bodies were no longer in control.

At this moment, when he looked up, a young man in black robe appeared in the courtyard at some point and walked towards them step by step. It could not be anyone else but Xiao Fan.

"Who are you?" One of them shouted with all his strength, but his voice was very low, as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Kill your people." Xiao Fan said lightly.

Poof! Suddenly, sword energy suddenly burst out from the bodies of the two warrior emperor monks, cutting their bodies. Before they could scream, they were already silent.

Xiao Fan clicked his fingers, and the barrier in the room suddenly broke open. At the same time, a delicate figure rushed out.