Chapter 2355 The Wrath of the Killing God
Boom! Terrifying sounds of collisions rang out in the void, and a dozen Ancient God Realm experts from the Ancient Spirit Sect were all enveloped in those whirlpools.
Everyone just felt that the threat of death was lingering in their hearts and could not go away.
"No, get back!" Zhu Tianxiu screamed. He was horrified to find that he couldn't do anything about the black vortex. Instead, the black vortex kept tearing at his body and soul, which was extremely terrifying.
He fought hard to attack the black vortex that trapped him, trying to escape, but found that it was as if he was stuck in mud and it was difficult to move.
"How is that possible!" Zhu Tianxiu was extremely frightened. Little did he know that Xiao Fan had used the same trick to instantly kill a dozen ancient god realm experts from the Lu family.
Even if Lu Jinglong broke into it, he would have been strangled to a pulp without the protection of his magic weapon armor.
Although Zhu Tianxiu is at the pinnacle of the ancient god realm, he is still far behind Lu Jinglong, and he does not have a magic weapon armor to protect him. How can he be the opponent of these black whirlpools?
Zhu Tianxiu raised his head and looked behind him, only to see that the Ancient God Realm experts from the Ancient Spirit Sect were torn into bloody mist one by one. Most of them died in just one or two breaths.
Only he and another person at the peak of the Ancient God Realm were still holding on, but they couldn't hold on for long.
"Who did you just say I could kill?" Xiao Fan's voice suddenly echoed in Zhu Tianxiu's ears, like the note of death, which made him tremble all over.
puff!
Before he could recover, a long sword pierced directly between his eyebrows. Zhu Tianxiu's eyes widened, filled with fear and unwillingness.
He couldn't understand why Xiao Fan, a monk who had just broken through to the Ancient God Realm, could be so powerful that even he, the pinnacle of the Ancient God Realm, was no match for him.
"How could it be?" Zhu Tianxiu spat out the last three words, and was smashed to pieces by the Shura Sword. His soul was destroyed, and only one godhead remained. This was because Xiao Fan did not want to destroy the godhead.
When it came to death, Zhu Tianxiu never thought that he would die in the hands of a younger generation of monks.
"Because this is the gap." Xiao Fan uttered a sentence indifferently. Seeing the death of the last peak ancient god realm expert of the ancient spirit sect, he raised his cold eyes and looked at a divine boat in the distance.
Outside, the crowd looked at the dozens of whirlpools in horror, feeling their scalps numb and the aura of death filling the void.
"What kind of magical power is this? How can it be so terrifying?" Someone in the crowd exclaimed, with fear in their eyes.
With one magical move, everyone in the Ancient Spirit Sect was enveloped. Does this kid still want to deal with more than a dozen Ancient Gods at once?
"It's really self-destruction." Some monks sneered and said sarcastically.
How could a person who had just broken through the Ancient God Realm be the opponent of a dozen Ancient God Realms?
However, the next moment, everyone's voices suddenly stopped, and the whole place could hear a pin drop, and a gasp of cold air echoed through the void.
"Impossible!" The hearts of the crowd trembled violently, and a chill rose from the soles of their feet and went straight to the top of their heads, freezing their souls.
The black whirlpools in the distance disappeared, and everything inside was exposed. However, there was only a figure standing there, and that figure was Xiao Fan.
As for the dozen or so people from the Ancient Spirit Sect who were dealing with Xiao Fan, they were all gone.
died?
The crowd swallowed their saliva, and many people couldn't help rubbing their eyes, thinking they were dazzled.
"Third brother, slap me!" A middle-aged monk said tremblingly.
"Snapped!"
"It hurts! It's true!" The middle-aged monk covered his mouth with one hand and stared into the distance with his eyes wide open. There was enough room in his mouth to stuff a duck egg.
The others were not much better, looking at Xiao Fan as if they were looking at a demon king.
There were more than a dozen Ancient God realms, and one of them was the leader of the Ancient Spirit Sect, and he was actually killed by him?
The monks in the audience were silent, and the drop of a needle could be heard, but there was a storm in their hearts, and Xiao Fan's terror rose to a terrifying level in everyone's hearts.
"How is that possible!" Lu Wuchen murmured in the distance, his eyes trembling violently.
He could tell at a glance that Xiao Fan's cultivation level was only in the middle stage of the Ancient God Realm, but Xiao Fan's strength was much more terrifying than he imagined.
If he were to fight Xiao Fan now, he would have no confidence at all. At least, he would not be able to kill more than a dozen ancient god realm experts so lightly.
The monks of Xuantie Sword Sect all trembled, Xuan Gujian's heart twitched violently, and he could not accept the scene in front of him.
Just when everyone was shocked by Xiao Fan's terrifying strength, Xiao Fan suddenly raised the Shura Sword in his hand and slashed in the air at the location of the Ancient Spirit Sect monk.
"Rebellion."
Xiao Fan whispered, and the Niluan Sword Qi surged out, covering the sky and the sun, and instantly enveloped the divine ships of the Ancient Spirit Sect.
The Ancient God Realm of the Ancient Spirit Sect has all died. How can these monks in the Heavenly God Realm and below be Xiao Fan's opponent.
For a moment, the screams were endless and echoed in the sky. However, Xiao Fan's eyes did not show any waves or emotions.
If you dare to destroy Youyun Mansion, you must be prepared to be killed. In this world where people eat people, if you want to eat people, you must also be prepared to be eaten by people. The truth is that simple.
There were thousands of those people, but Xiao Fan killed them without even twitching his eyelids.
What are these people compared to the millions of monks in the First City?
After a few breaths, Xiao Fan finally screamed, and the Niluan Sword Qi gradually subsided, but not a single monk from the Ancient Spirit Sect was left behind.
There, there was only a blood-stained sky, which was particularly dazzling.
"God of Death!" The crowd gasped, all shocked by Xiao Fan's murderous nature again.
One person killed thousands of people with one sword without blinking an eyelid. The murderousness was too terrifying. They had never seen a person so ferocious.
The crowd knew that although these people were not all members of the Ancient Spirit Sect, they were definitely the elite of the Ancient Spirit Sect. Now that all of these people were dead, the Ancient Spirit Sect was not far away from declining.
The Xuantian Sword Sect monk only felt his scalp numb, his head to toes cold, and his whole body was shaking violently.
Who said that Xiao Fan could not defeat dozens of them in the ancient god realm? With the strength he just showed, one person and one sword is enough!
Suddenly, Xiao Fan's cold eyes suddenly turned to where the Xuantian Sword Sect was, and the killing light surged. Even his eyes gave people a stinging feeling.
"It's your turn now!" Xiao Fan said coldly and walked towards the Xuantian Sword Sect monks.
He was pacing in the air, and there should have been no sound, but in the silence, those footsteps stirred in everyone's hearts like divine thunder.
At this moment, no one dared to underestimate Xiao Fan.
One person and one sword can destroy a sect. This strength is too terrifying.
The wrath of the killing god, countless creatures shed blood!
The God of Death was angry, and blood flowed into rivers, staining the sky!
"This guy is simply a murderer." The crowd was horrified, with a fear lingering deep in their hearts.
Seeing Xiao Fan walking towards Xuantian Sword Sect again, everyone felt chills in their hearts. Could it be that this guy destroyed one sect first and is now preparing to destroy another sect?