Chapter 225 Killing One Person in One Step
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Chapter 225 Killing one person in one step
"kill!"
Hundreds of Imperial Forest Army roared wildly, their momentum was mighty and intimidating, most of them were the elite of the Xueyue Dynasty, and the weakest ones were all from the late Zhanzong period, they were all strong men who came out of blood and bones.
Although there were only three people fighting against each other, they formed a group of ten people and formed a small attack formation. The attack and defense were multiplied. Even in the early days of the battle king, they dare not crush them.
This is also Xue Yulong's self-confidence. Even without the help of the powerful Zhan Wang, the Yulin army can tear Xiao Fan and the others, at most it is only a matter of time.
Xiao Fan didn't dare to have any reservations, he was full of killing intent, holding Shura sword, stepping on Xue Wuhen, and rushed to kill in a small team.
clang clang!
The sound of sharp metal impacts sounded, and sparks shot out from the void. Xiao Fan made every move and sword to know the autumn, but he didn't get any benefits, and his body was blown away.
"As expected of the Royal Forest Army, the elite of the elite, not to mention the strength, there are almost no loopholes in coordination, and the equipment is all fifth-grade soul soldiers. No wonder Xue Yulong is so confident." Xiao Fan thought to himself, "You can't get any benefits from the front. It’s just about speed and agility.”
There was a change under his feet, and Xiao Fan cast Misty God's Step, and his figure became strange, leaving afterimages in the void. With his current strength, even a monk at the top of the Zhanzong Realm may not be able to capture his figure.
"Autumn leaves fall!"
Xiao Fan shouted lightly, the Shura sword was drawn across the neck of one of them, and blood spurted out.
"Sure enough, the speed is not good." Xiao Fan's expression turned cold, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his figure disappeared in place again. When several people rushed towards him, Xiao Fan had already disappeared.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes. After he killed one person, another person filled the vacancy very quickly, and the small formation changed rapidly, forming a line.
Xiao Fan smiled indifferently, thinking that he could stop himself by doing this?
The long sword danced, shining a strange light in the dark night, strangely, the sword light didn't even touch a single snowflake.
Although night fell slowly, in the Xueyue Dynasty, it was still like daytime, with white snow flying around, exuding a chilly chill.
With the sound of screams, one after another blood swords shot into the void, and then one after another corpses fell to the ground.
Xiao Fan is like a ghost in the dark night, killing one person with one sword, every time he makes a move, the murderous aura on his body increases a little bit, this scene makes the crowd around feel terrified.
In the distance, Fatty was rampant, and the Eight Desolation Liuhe palms were flying in his hands. Different from Xiao Fan's weirdness, Fatty's attack was extremely domineering. Although each palm could not kill anyone, it still made the Imperial Forest Army cough up blood.
"Come again, haha, it's been a long time since I've had such a good time." Yingfeng laughed loudly, under the black robe, only his white teeth were exposed, and no one could see his face clearly.
But no one dared to underestimate him, his sword was extremely strange, irregular, just like Xiao Fan, he never made an extra strike, every strike would kill one person.
"It's so strong, if the King of War doesn't make a move, the hundred imperial guards are really not enough for them to kill!" The crowd was terrified.
In the eyes of many people, the Zhanzong Realm was considered a strong one in the Xueyue Dynasty. However, they discovered today that if they don't break through to the Zhanwang, they are still like ants.
Some people also think that it's not that the Imperial Forest Army is not strong enough, but that these three are too perverted.
"Kill!" Xue Yulong's eyes were red, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He knew the strength of the Imperial Forest Army. Even if he faced ten people, it was impossible for him to be so calm.
He finally knew that he still underestimated Xiao Fan and the others, the three of them fought against the Hundred Imperial Army, and they still had the upper hand.
"Chen Tianming, send another 100 imperial guards here." Xue Yulong gritted his teeth, his cold eyes swept over Xue Yaoluo, if it wasn't for Xue Yaoluo, if Chen Tianming took action, how would Xiao Fan and the others survive?
"Yes, Emperor!" Chen Tianming nodded, his fists clenched tightly, wishing he could rush to the battlefield immediately and tear Xiao Fan and the others to pieces.
That was his carefully trained subordinate, but now they were massacred by Xiao Fan and the others like cutting vegetables and melons, how could he be calm.
On the glacier, countless corpses lay horizontally, and the blood was so bewitching that it dyed the surface of the river blood red, which was extremely dazzling in the night.
Xiao Fan jumped up, swung the Shura sword, and several people lost their lives, but Xiao Fan showed no mercy, and the killing intent on his body became stronger and stronger.
His eyes were cold and ruthless, sharper than the sword in his hand, and more murderous.
"Sura, this is the real Shura. Only after experiencing the baptism of killing and blood can he truly transform." Blood's enchanting eyes glowed, and he murmured excitedly in his heart.
Baili Kuangfeng, Baili Hearing the Wind, Chen Feng's eyelids twitched wildly, Xiao Fan's strength was beyond their cognition, and they came into a trance, the strength Xiao Fan showed before was not all of him.
"Puff~"
The sound of blood spattering kept ringing, as if it had become the only style in the night, and the chilling air filled the air, as if it had become eternity.
The white snow drifted, and the corpses slowly froze into ice sculptures, covered in blood, a chill hit their hearts, and many people couldn't help shivering.
Tonight, even if Xiao Fan and the others die here, they are destined to be recorded in the annals of history forever.
There used to be three people who angrily killed the Xueyue Imperial Forest Army and became enemies of a dynasty. Their proud and heroic appearance will definitely become the talk of people after dinner.
Xiao Fan's eyes became colder and colder, and a few bloodstains were left on his body, but he didn't care about anything, almost only killing was left in his eyes.
His sword is already a little indifferent, without any fancy, completely arbitrary, sweeping all directions, invincible.
The four warrior kings of the Royal Forest Army watched all this coldly. If eyes could kill, Xiao Fan and the three would have died countless times.
Their fists were clenched tightly, their fingernails stuck into their palms, and blood flowed out slowly.
"Kill!" At this moment, a monstrous roar came from a distance, and countless figures rushed out, pounced on the glacier.
Obviously, it was Chen Tianming who called in another hundred officers and soldiers of the Royal Forest Army. One hundred soldiers couldn't kill the three of Xiao Fan, so what about the two hundred soldiers?
A person's soul power is limited, and the three of them in the Zhanzong realm will always have their soul power dry up.
Xue Yulong would not hesitate to pile up corpses. Today, Xiao Fan and Fatty must die.
No matter how much you pay, as long as the person behind is satisfied, the Xueyue Dynasty is destined to rise, this is Xue Yulong's thought.
"Haha, have fun!" The fat man was covered in blood, and the soul power in his body was almost consumed, but his aura became more fierce and domineering, like a dormant wild beast.
"Don't die today, drink 300 cups tomorrow, don't go back if you don't get drunk." Yingfeng's eyes were also red, as a killer, he rarely confronted the enemy head-on, but today, he killed all directions, and died in his hands. Zongjing, more than the sum of his usual kills.
"Don't worry, that day will come!" The fat man laughed loudly, smashing an imperial guard with his fist.
In the distance, Xiao Fan remained silent, his figure didn't change anymore, he held the Shura sword and walked towards the Imperial Forest Army, every step he took, one person would die.
Killing one person in one step, how domineering and powerful this is, the monks around look terrified.
After a while, finally no one rushed up, Xiao Fan pushed towards dozens of people on the opposite side step by step, the Shura sword was stained with blood, strangely, the blood did not freeze into ice, but dripped along the long sword.
Dozens of imperial guards who besieged Xiao Fan were terrified and kept retreating, as if what they were facing was not a late Zhan Zong monk, but a peerless war king.