Chapter 1867 Who Are You?

No wonder Xiao Fan was so shocked. His Shura Divine Eye has always been somewhat different from the Shura Divine Eye cultivated by the previous Shura Hall masters.

The masters of the Shura Hall in the past have practiced the Eye of Killing. Once the Divine Eye of Shura is opened, there will be endless killing and rivers of blood.

However, the Shura Divine Eye that Xiao Fan understood was the Shura Purgatory condensed by karma fire, which made Xiao Fan dare not easily use the power of the Shura Divine Eye.

After all, there are almost no people in this world who can ignore the fire of karma and control the fire of karma, and it is absolutely impossible for even gods to do it.

But Xiao Fan was able to control the power of Karma Fire when he was in the Battle Saint Realm. If others knew about it, it would be too shocking.

For so many years, Xiao Fan thought that there was something wrong with the Shura Divine Eye that he had cultivated, but today, Xiao Fan discovered that he was wrong.

It was not that there was something wrong with his cultivation, but that he accidentally awakened a special magical power of the Shura Divine Eye that he had cultivated, so that until now, he had not understood the power of the Eye of Killing.

But now Xiao Fan sees hope, that is, the power of Shura Divine Eyes with cold eyes can actually stimulate the power of his eyes.

Xiao Fan can already clearly feel that his Shura Divine Eye seems to be opening up another kind of pupil power. As for what it is, Xiao Fan doesn't know.

This process takes time to slowly awaken, but Xiao Fan has a little more hope in his heart.

"Leng Tong is indeed the most powerful among all the descendants of Shura Mountain." Xiao Fan thought to himself, "If this eye skill doesn't hurt me, then it doesn't make sense."

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and the sword energy roared around his body, cutting his robe, and even a trace of blood leaked out.

Since you want to act, you have to act realistically.

If he had no trouble with Leng Tong's pupil technique, then many people would probably be wary of him, and he might even be taken care of the next time he went to Shura Mountain to compete for the inheritance of King Shura.

This is not what Xiao Fan wants to see. Making a fortune silently is the last word.

Xiao Fan continued to absorb the killing power around him while paying attention to the movements outside.

His cold eyes stood in the void, looking coldly at the black world in front of him, with a look of indifference on his face, as if Xiao Fan was already a dead person in his eyes.

His eyes have returned to black, but his face looks slightly pale. It is obvious that the use of Shura Divine Eye just now took a lot of energy from him.

Even a group of people, let alone a peak God of War realm warrior, might not be able to withstand this killing move.

"Young Master!" Jian Luo roared with all his strength, his face full of worry. He had recovered a bit of vitality, but his body was still a little weak.

Wu Ruofeng and Yun He looked extremely ugly. If it were before, they would both wish Xiao Fan died.

But over the past few days, they have gotten to know Xiao Fan very well. Xiao Fan is not as hateful as they imagined.

The reputation of the Shura Palace Masters in the past is due to the dirty water thrown at the War Palace.

"Young Master will not die." Wu Ruofeng gritted his teeth and said, Xiao Fan used the magic of planting demons on him. If Xiao Fan dies, he will also die. It's not that Wu Ruofeng is afraid of death, but that he really doesn't want Xiao Fan to die. .

Chu Qingkuang clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails were embedded in his palms, and a trace of blood overflowed. He was certainly stronger than most monks of the same level.

However, in front of peerless figures like Leng Tong, he is still a little inferior. Even in the same realm, he is not Leng Tong's opponent.

After all, even Xiao Fan, who was extremely powerful, was deeply involved, let alone them?

"You deserve to die too!" Leng Tong's eyes suddenly turned to Chu Qingkuang and the others.

But before he could take action, his servant, the old man in gray robe, understood instantly, moved his feet, and slapped Chu Qingkuang and the others.

"Wu Ruofeng, keep an eye on them!" Chu Qingkuang snorted and rushed out first. He was not sure about facing Leng Tong, but he would not be afraid of others.

The long sword in his hand trembled, and Chu Qingkuang's sword energy swirled around his body, flying all over the sky, filling every space. The dense sword energy was like ten thousand swords firing at once, locking on the gray-robed old man.

Leng Tong looked calm, full of confidence in the gray-robed old man, and did not pay too much attention to the battle in that direction.

All he wants now is to see Xiao Fan die in front of his eyes, and let the boy who dared to blackmail him bear the consequences of offending him.

Time slowly passed, and the huge black sky in the void slowly became smaller, as if it would disappear at any time.

"Your master is already dead, what's the point of you still living? I will kill you slowly later, and I will destroy them first." The old man in gray robe looked at Chu Qingkuang with a chuckle, and then turned towards Jianluo and the others. Shoot away from where you are.

The strength of the gray-robed old man is also at the peak of the God of War Realm. He is the kind of person who has comprehended the mysteries and broken through to the top of the God of War Realm. His combat power is very powerful.

However, if Chu Qingkuang went all out, he could barely block it, and even be able to contain the old man.

Just wanting to keep Jian Luo and the others alive is not easy. After all, the difficulty for him to protect people is different from that of killing people.

"Stop!" Chu Qingkuang's face suddenly changed when he saw the gray-robed old man rushing towards Jianluo and the others.

However, the old man in gray robe was not inferior to him in terms of speed, and Chu Qingkuang was very passive, and the old man in gray robe took advantage of him without paying attention.

The gray-robed old man glanced at Chu Qingkuang with disdain, locked the sword with his sword, and stabbed him hard.

Poof!

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound in the void, blood flowers bloomed, and then an arm holding a long sword flew up, and everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"It seemed like a sword light flashed just now, so fast!" someone in the crowd screamed.

Many people just saw a flash of sword light, which was so fast that even the peak of the ordinary war temple could not catch it.

"Who?" An old roar sounded, but the old man in gray robe was seen covering his arm and looking around. The arm that had just been chopped off was his.

"Are you looking for me?" At this time, an indifferent voice sounded.

At the same time, a cold light flashed from the eyes of the old man in gray robes, and then pierced into his chest. When he came back to his senses, a young man in black robes who was in embarrassment and stained with blood suddenly stood in front of him. .

"Jian Hongchen? He's not dead!" The crowd's hearts trembled violently. That was the legendary pupil technique, and it was the pupil technique of the son of the Asura Mountain inheritance. He actually survived from the pupil technique.

Obviously, the young man in black robe is none other than Xiao Fan.

At the critical moment, he took action to save Jianluo's life. Although he was enveloped by the killing power of the pupil technique, Xiao Fan was vaguely paying attention to what was going on outside.

"You're not dead?" Leng Tong also had a look of disbelief on his face. With his pupil technique, he couldn't even kill a divine medicine master?

The Divine Medicine Master is not good at fighting. At most, his soul power is stronger, but his pupil technique just now contains physical attacks and soul attacks.

"You're not blind, am I still alive and well?" Xiao Fan glanced at Leng Tong with disdain.

If he hadn't deliberately shown off to Leng Tong to show his weakness to the enemy, the killing power of Leng Tong's pupil technique might not have been possible even if he wanted to meet him.

"Let him go." Leng Tong's expression was extremely cold, and he opened his palm, and a bloody thin sword suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, revealing endless edge.

"Who do you think you are, gesticulating in front of me?" Xiao Fan responded disdainfully. Suddenly, the long sword in his hand trembled, and sword energy poured out from the sky.