Chapter 1945: Resistance

Whoops! As soon as Xiao Fan finished speaking, figures suddenly rushed out of the mountain forest, blocking Xiao Fan and his group's path. They all stared at Xiao Fan and his group with murderous intent.

"What do you want to do!" Jian Luo yelled, looking angrily at the figure opposite.

After a cursory glance, there were at least fifty or sixty people, and each one of them had a very strong blood-evil aura. They were obviously people who crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​bones.

"What are we doing? What do you think we will do?" One of them said with a cold smile, then waved his hand, and fifty or sixty people rushed out at the same time and rushed towards Xiao Fan and the others.

"Anyone who dares to stop me will be killed without mercy!"

Xiao Fan gave a soft drink, his expression extremely cold. He finally knew what Gu Ruochen asked him to bring these dozen people here. It turned out that he had already anticipated what some people would think.

Maybe these people can't kill Xiao Fan, but they only need to block Xiao Fan for a stick of incense.

When the Shura King's inheritance is launched, even if Xiao Fan arrives, it will be impossible to continue to participate, because he must arrive at Shura Square at noon.

It has to be said that the intentions of these people in Shuluo Mountain are not generally sinister, but Xiao Fan is not the one to be bullied.

Since these people have come to stop him, they must be prepared to be killed by him.

What's more, these people are extremely ruthless in their actions. They don't just want to stop Xiao Fan. If they can kill Xiao Fan, they will never hesitate!

"The Road to Life and Death!"

Xiao Fan raised his hand and struck out with a sword, and a gray road of life and death suddenly appeared in the void. The power of death strangled the void crazily. Several people were enveloped by the road of life and death, and their blood flew out.

"kill!"

Zhuo Tianhong and Jian Luo roared and pounced on him without hesitation. They had followed Xiao Fan for so long and were no longer timid.

Even Ancestor Qingfeng and Ancestor Chiyun dared to take action in Shura Mountain.

What surprised Xiao Fan was that the thirteen people Gu Ruochen gave him were actually very powerful, at least much stronger than the dozens of people on the opposite side. This greatly reduced the pressure on Zhuo Tianhong and the others.

"Palace Master Xiao, you go first, leave these people to us, and we will never delay your retreat." Gu Yan suddenly shouted, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone, obviously still unhappy with Xiao Fan's previous words.

Xiao Fan glanced at Gu Yan, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, and finally nodded and shouted softly: "Zhuo Tianhong, Jian Luo, get out of here!"

After saying that, Xiao Fan's figure flashed, his sword energy spread horizontally, and several figures were killed by him, and he instantly opened a way out.

If there was enough time, Xiao Fan would not be afraid of a good fight with them, but these people were just trying to delay time, and Xiao Fan naturally could not let them succeed.

In a flash, Xiao Fan rushed into the dense ancient forest. Zhuo Tianhong, Jian Luo and his party quickly followed, but Gu Yan and the others stayed behind.

"Don't run!" The people from Shura Mountain shouted, wanting to chase him down.

"Your opponent is us." Gu Yan jumped up high, like an ape, swung his long sword in his hand, and slashed out in anger.

The monks who were about to catch up were all knocked back by the sword. If Xiao Fan saw it, he would definitely be surprised by Gu Yan's strength, which is probably comparable to the inherited son of Shura Mountain.

At this moment, there is a wide square on the mountainside of Shura Mountain. The square is full of monks. There are many monks around the square looking around from time to time, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

In the center of the square, there were hundreds of people standing, divided into five teams. The leaders were all sons of the Shura Mountain inheritance.

Originally, there were eight sons of the inheritance in Shura Mountain. However, in the past few days, three have died, leaving only five.

There are four figures standing at the front of the five teams. The four figures are none other than the four elders of Shura Mountain. The four figures have different expressions.

"The time is almost up, then why hasn't Xiao Fan arrived yet?" The second elder, the black-robed old man, said with a sinister smile, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at the third elder.

The third elder looked a little unhappy, but he still replied: "I believe he will show up."

"That's not necessarily the case." The fourth elder said in a cold tone. He now wished Xiao Fan would die.

Xiao Fan killed Zuo Lin and Zuo Yunmo, and the two sons of his inheritance were both dead. This time the competition for the inheritance of King Shura has nothing to do with him.

"This generation of Lord Shura is a little too arrogant. If he had come here earlier to prepare, he might have arrived." Another elder in gray robe, the Second Elder, sighed.

His tone was full of regret, but there was a trace of pride on his face, as if he was sure that Xiao Fan would not be able to make it.

"So what if he arrives? The mountain master may not admit his identity. Moreover, even if the mountain master admits it, we, the four elders, still have to admit it." The four elders sneered.

No matter what, he would not let Xiao Fan participate in the fight for the inheritance of King Shura.

"Second Elder, Fourth Elder, you may not be able to defeat him with your little tricks." The Third Elder narrowed his eyes and said, obviously, he already knew that they sent people to stop Xiao Fan.

"Third Elder, why have you been supporting the Shura Palace lineage for so many years? Do you still want to hand over the inheritance of our king to others?" Now that the words have been spoken, the Fourth Elder has no scruples.

"That's right. If you say that you don't have any intentions towards Shura Palace, even I won't believe it." The second elder also squinted his eyes at the third elder.

"The lineage of Shura Palace is recognized by the king of our clan. He is naturally qualified to participate in the fight." The third elder shook his head and then fell silent.

In fact, only he himself knows why he cares so much about Shura Palace.

He didn't want to say anything more to the elders for fear of exposing his secrets, but then he couldn't help but glance at Zuo Jiangli.

"But this time, I'm afraid he will disappoint you." The fourth elder responded indifferently, but he sneered in his heart: "This elder has arranged many difficulties along the way. Even if he can't kill him, he can't kill him." It’s impossible to pass in the remaining time!”

"boom!"

As he finished speaking, a sudden explosion sounded in the distance, instantly attracting the attention of the crowd, and many people walked towards the edge of the square.

At the edge of the square is an unfathomable cliff. Standing on top of the cliff, you can see the foot of Mount Shura.

This is also the only way to go up to Shura Mountain. Other places around Shura Mountain are full of cliffs. If you can't fly, even if you are at the peak of the God of War, it is impossible to go up the mountain.

"Looks like he's here!" said the third elder, narrowing his eyes.

"So what if he's here? Listening to this voice, he should still be at the foot of the mountain. There is less than a stick of incense left now. He can't make it." The fourth elder said with determination.

At this moment, in an ancient forest at the foot of the mountain, Xiao Fan killed several people with one sword. Looking at the corpses at his feet, his expression condensed slightly, and then he jumped towards the mountain at high speed.

"Sir, in order to prevent you from going up the mountain, they will probably use all their means. How long does it take to burn a stick of incense?" Zhuo Tianhong asked worriedly.

"Isn't one stick of incense enough time?" Xiao Fan looked calm, but his murderous aura became more fierce, and he said with a cold voice in his heart: "It is really a luxury to sharpen your sword with a group of peak God of War realms!"

Everyone was slightly stunned. If they wanted to kill halfway up the mountain in one stick of incense, they couldn't do it. However, since Xiao Fan was so confident, they could only accompany Xiao Fan to kill him.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan stopped. In front of him was a dense fog forest, filled with white mist, which was extremely cold, like poisonous snakes swimming in it.

"Poisonous gas!" Ancestor Qingfeng narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.