Chapter 2221 Marquis Yuwen

"Who?" The young man in black robe suddenly turned around, staring at the surroundings with cold eyes. He couldn't help but tighten the sword in his hand, ready to take action at any time.

Whoops!

There were no words to greet the young man in black robe, only a sword light. The sword light was like an aurora, faster and more violent than his attack speed.

When the young man in black robe was shocked, his figure flashed and turned into a stream of light and retreated to the side. It must be said that his explosive power was amazing, and he could still be so fast without using it.

However, his speed was still half a beat slower than the sword light, and one of his shoulders was directly cut off by the sword light, and blood spilled down in the void.

However, the young man in black robe did not even hum. He rolled sideways and appeared several feet away in an instant.

But his arm was strangled by the sword light, leaving nothing behind.

"How did you get behind me?" The young man in black robe turned around and saw a figure in black robe appearing a few feet behind him.

The black-robed figure was none other than Xiao Fan, but Xiao Fan was obviously in front, and the sneak attack with his sword just now would definitely lead to death for a person in the realm of gods, even the realm of ancient gods, let alone a person without any magical powers.

How did the young man in black robe know that what he killed was just Xiao Fan's soul clone.

Although Xiao Fan's soul body is sealed, the strange thing is that his soul splitting ability can still be used, but he cannot exert its full power.

From the moment Xiao Fan imprinted the first divine pattern, he felt a dangerous aura approaching. Just in case, he separated several soul clones and hid them in the dark with the original one.

One of the soul clones has been imprinting the divine pattern, while the other soul clones of the original self are looking for the dangerous atmosphere in the dark.

But Xiao Fan didn't expect that when he imprinted the seventh divine pattern, the unknown danger had not yet appeared, and it probably wouldn't appear either.

So the soul clone relaxed his vigilance, but he didn't expect that someone was really here and was planning to assassinate him.

"Don't worry about how I got behind you, I just want to know why you want to kill me?" Xiao Fan looked at the figure in black with a cold tone.

"This is a competition for the God Ranking. Isn't it normal to kill you?" The figure in black sneered.

"Really?" Xiao Fan knew that the figure in black definitely wanted to kill him not because of the competition for the God List, but for another reason. As for the reason, Xiao Fan didn't know. It was just an instinctive intuition.

"What do you want?" The figure in black looked at Xiao Fan with a sneer.

"I finally met someone. Of course... I'll kill you!" Xiao Fan smiled slightly, and then his face was instantly replaced by a cold murderous intent.

Before he finished speaking, his figure had disappeared from the spot, rushing towards the black-robed young man like a cannonball. In terms of explosive power, Xiao Fan was no longer inferior to anyone.

Although the young man in black robe had already prepared to escape, he did not expect Xiao Fan to be so decisive in his killing. He was going to fight him desperately.

Before he could think about it, Xiao Fan had already arrived in front of him. A sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The sharp sword energy bloomed and instantly penetrated his body.

"Impossible, you can't use magical powers here, you can't be so fast!" The young man in black robe looked at Xiao Fan in horror.

He was just ready to fight against Xiao Fan, but he didn't know that he didn't even have room to fight back.

Xiao Fan's speed was so fast that he couldn't catch it at all.

"Your own strength is the foundation. Your speed is too slow. What's the use of mastering magical powers?" Xiao Fan sneered.

As soon as the Shura sword was raised, the body of the young man in black robe suddenly split into two. The young man in black robe didn't even have time to scream, and his body died. Even his soul did not escape, only a godhead was suspended in the air.

"It's a pity that the magic of cultivating demons cannot be used here. Otherwise, you can know what he is doing here." Xiao Fan whispered in his heart.

Then he quickly took out the Fate Divine Crystal and the stone, let the Fate Divine Crystal absorb a wisp of the ownerless life essence in the godhead, and then introduced the ownerless life essence into the stone.

"Kaka~"

The moment the Wuhu Life Essence was introduced into the stone, the stone suddenly trembled, countless cracks appeared on the top, and a mysterious rune broke.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of light shot into Xiao Fan's eyebrows, and there was a lot of information in his mind.

"The Netherfire Dragon Claw, the earth-level magical power, is understood by the great magical powers with the help of the Netherfire Dragon Armored Lion, and can be used to the extreme, which is not weaker than the power of the earth-level innate magical power..."

Xiao Fan spent several breaths reading the information about the Dark Fire Dragon Claw and the training techniques. He finally understood why he could not unlock this magical power with two strands of Masterless Life Energy before.

Unblocking spiritual-level magical powers requires one strand of ownerless life essence, while unblocking mysterious-level magical powers requires two strands. Similarly, unblocking earth-level magical powers naturally requires three strands.

Xiao Fan also didn't expect that this Nether Fire Dragon Claw turned out to be an earth-level magical power, which was not weaker than the magical power of the Star Reacher.

If he can successfully cultivate the Hellfire Dragon Claw, Xiao Fan is confident that if he encounters the Hellfire Dragon Armored Lion Divine Eagle Beast again, he can defeat it even on his own.

After taking a look at the corpse on the ground, Xiao Fan waved his hand, and the Shura Sword burst out with sword energy, immediately smashing the body of the young man in black robe to pieces.

After doing all this, Xiao Fan has no intention of imprinting divine patterns anymore. He is still planning to practice the Hell Fire Dragon Claw first. With magical powers in hand, his strength can be greatly improved and his safety is also greatly guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan quickly found a secluded place and began to devote himself to the cultivation of magical powers.

At this moment, on the top of a palace deep in the ruins, a young man in golden robes was standing. He stood with his hands on his back, his robes fluttering in the wind, and his eyes like swords stared at the ruins. I don't know what I'm thinking about.

Not far from him, two monks wearing golden battle armor stood. The two looked at the golden-robed young man in awe, not even daring to breathe too deeply.

"You haven't found it yet?" The young man in golden robe spat out a few words coldly.

"This subordinate is incompetent and deserves death!" Upon hearing this, the two golden armored monks knelt on the ground with a thud and looked at the golden-robed young man with fear.

"Incompetent people do deserve to die." The young man in gold robe said lightly, his sharp eyes slicing the bodies of the two people like swords.

"Second Young Master, spare your life!" The faces of the two men changed wildly, and their heads banged on the ground as if they were desperate.

"Spare your life? Have you ever seen me, Marquis Yuwen, spare someone's life?" The young man in gold robe looked indifferent, as if he had no emotions.

Raising his palm, a gorgeous vortex suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. The vortex bloomed with endless sword energy, and waves of roaring sounds came from the void around him from time to time.

The young man in golden robe is none other than Yu Wenhou, the seventh among the top ten geniuses, and the younger brother of Yu Wenxian, the top ten genius. His strength is unfathomable.

"Second Young Master!" Just as the golden-robed young man's palm was about to fall, an urgent voice suddenly came from the distance, and then a black-robed figure knelt down not far away.

Marquis Yuwen raised his eyebrows slightly, and a sword light burst out from his eyes. The black-robed figure who had just approached suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, but he still gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to say: "Second Young Master Qi, Qi The number is dead!"

"Huh?" There was a cold light in Yuwen Hou's eyes, and he slowly retracted his palms. However, the two golden armored monks breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had been in a circle of hell. "I haven't found it for so long. So someone got there first?" Marquis Yuwen's tone was extremely cold, and then he looked at the three servants coldly and said: "Your heads will be recorded on your necks for the time being, so that you can atone for your sins!"