Chapter 2357 The Murderer

Xuangu Sword was originally at the pinnacle of the ancient god realm, but now it burned with blood, its aura surged, and its divine power fluctuations were infinitely close to those of a powerful feudal lord.

After seeing Xiao Fan's strength, Xuan Gujian did not dare to have any contempt for him. Coupled with the anger in his heart, he no longer had so much to worry about.

Xuantian Sword Sect was destroyed, and it is estimated that it would not be possible to reach its current glory in less than a few hundred years.

What's more, other second-rate forces will not let Xuantian Sword Sect develop. If they want to restore their vitality, it will only take longer.

Xuan Gujian just wants to make a desperate move now. As long as he kills Xiao Fan, maybe the Lu family will pay attention to him and protect Xuantian Sword Sect.

His speed was very fast, and he arrived in front of Xiao Fan in almost the blink of an eye. Xiao Fan did not dodge or retreat, and used his magical power again. This time, hundreds of whirlpools appeared at the same time.

Dozens of whirlpools can strangle Lu Jinglong. Lu Jinglong is so suppressed that he has no temper. Now that he is going all out, his momentum is as strong as ever.

boom!

A terrifying shock wave swept away from where the two were. The strangulating power of the black vortex and the sword energy in the sky tore through the void, and countless fine cracks appeared in the sky.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for a strong person in the ancient god realm to break the void, but the strength of the two of them at this moment is already faintly close to the level of breaking the void.

"So strong!" The crowd felt the power in Xiao Fan and were slightly shocked.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that the person fighting Xuan Gujian was a boy who had just broken through to the ancient god realm.

The Corpse Prince also looked at Xiao Fan with slight surprise. He found that the gap between him and Xiao Fan was no longer as big as usual.

Although there was no fight, Prince Corpse knew that he was definitely no match for Xiao Fan.

"Xiao Fan, now you are the number one among the thirteen sects of the Nine Prefectures." The Corpse Prince sighed in his heart. He did not feel depressed at all, but was filled with fighting spirit.

After a pause, he squinted his eyes again and murmured in a low voice: "In a while, the Hundred-kill Battlefield once in a thousand years will also open, and the Tianwu Mountain will inevitably summon the talents of the Tianwu Domain to participate. I have to prepare as soon as possible, I think. To chase him, you must enter the Yinling Cave!"

A look of cruelty flashed across the face of the Corpse Prince, but when he mentioned the words Yinling Cave, there was still a strong fear in his eyes.

In the distance, Xiao Fan and Xuan Gujian collided fiercely. It has to be said that Xuangu Sword is not generally powerful when it burns blood. It is at least more powerful than Lu Jinglong. He is worthy of being the master of a sect.

Even if Xiao Fan used his magical power, he could only resist it, but he couldn't gain any advantage.

"That's what makes it interesting." Xiao Fan bared his teeth and smiled. He didn't have any fear, but was full of fighting spirit.

Spreading his palms, the Shura Sword appeared in his hand again, and the Sword of Rebellion swung out. The sword energy filled the sky, killing Xuangu Sword from all directions.

In fact, Xuan Gujian was not as relaxed as he thought. Facing Xiao Fan's hundreds of black whirlpools, there was still an aura of death surrounding him.

Now Xiao Fan actually came to kill with a sword again. Xuangu Sword was immediately suppressed and blood flew from his body.

"What are you still doing? Kill him with me." Xuan Gujian roared angrily. He alone was no match for Xiao Fan, but he still had twenty or so Ancient God Realm members from the Xuantian Sword Sect.

This time, in order to destroy Youyun Mansion, Xuantian Sword Sect went all out. There was only one Ancient God Realm monk in the sect, which was why Crazy Wolf and the others were able to massacre millions of Xuantian Sword Sect monks.

Seeing this, more than twenty ancient god realm experts from the Xuantian Sword Sect jumped into the air one after another and rushed towards Xiao Fan as if they were desperate. Their swords and swords flickered, flooding the world.

"If there are more people useful, those people just won't die." Xiao Fan's eyes were extremely cold, with a disdainful smile on his face.

More than twenty ancient god realm experts came to kill together, and Xiao Fan finally felt the pressure, but there was a bloodthirsty smile in his eyes.

"Yu!"

Xiao Fan shouted softly, stimulating the power of the black vortex in his body, and hundreds of vortexes around his body surged again, crushing all directions.

After breaking through to the middle stage of the ancient god realm, the black vortex in Xiao Fan's body also increased from the size of hundreds of feet to the size of ten feet. However, the power did not become smaller, but doubled more than ten times.

The black vortex looked more condensed, as if it contained explosive power.

"He has used the power of the secret realm of the human body. Everyone is supporting me. His divine power must be extremely exhausted." When Xuan Gujian saw this, he was not surprised but happy.

Poof! As soon as the words fell, two or three ancient god realm experts were shattered into pieces by the black whirlpool, and their souls were destroyed.

The vitality and energy in the blood mist were all absorbed by the black vortex, turning into the purest power and pouring into Xiao Fan's body.

If Xuan Gujian knew that the divine power and flesh and blood of all those killed by Xiao Fan were constantly replenishing Xiao Fan's divine power, I wonder how he would feel.

"Consume my divine power?" Xiao Fan was extremely disdainful. His divine power had never been completely consumed when using magical powers.

Even if you extract the energy of the gods of heaven and earth, you can replenish some. Trying to completely consume it is tantamount to wishful thinking.

Puff puff!

Several more powerful men in the Ancient God Realm were beheaded. Any monks below the middle stage of the Ancient God Realm would basically die if they encountered the black vortex.

"Sect Master, we are no match, run away!" shouted an old man in black robes. He was covered in blood. Even if he was at the peak of the ancient god realm, he could not get close to Xiao Fan, let alone kill Xiao Fan.

"Let's go!" The other ancient god realm majesties shot towards the distance one after another, not daring to stop at all.

"No one can leave." Xiao Fan shouted coldly. A hundred black vortexes grew in size and instantly enveloped a ten-mile radius. This would consume him even more. However, as long as he killed one person, his consumption would be rapid. make up.

Xiao Fan had no intention of letting go of the people of the Xuantian Sword Sect from the very beginning.

"Ah~"

"I'm not willing to give in!"

"You are a murderer and you deserve to die!"

Screams and vicious curses came out from the black vortex. More than a dozen ancient god realm experts were all strangled into blood mist, and then were swallowed and refined by the black whirlpool.

This scene only happened in the blink of an eye, and it seemed as if Xiao Fan was not killing a person, but a piece of grass.

When the monks around him saw this scene, they couldn't help but gasp and feel chills all over their bodies. They secretly made up their minds that no matter who they offended, they must not offend Xiao Fan. He was simply a murderous maniac.

"A murderous maniac?" Xiao Fan licked his lips with a bloodthirsty evil smile, his sharp eyes suddenly fell on Xuan Gujian, "Killing the person who deserves to be killed, what about the murderous maniac? "

At this moment, Xuan Gujian's hair was disheveled, his robes were torn and stained red with blood, and his body was crumbling.

He burned blood just now. This method cannot be used for a long time. In addition, Xiao Fan's strength is not weak and his body was severely damaged. He doesn't have much blood to burn at all.

At this moment, his aura was extremely weak, like a lying lamb. When he saw Xiao Fan approaching, his whole body began to tremble.

Although he was afraid of death, he was more unwilling and angry. If he didn't kill Xiao Fan, he would die.

"You do have a bit of character." Xiao Fan stood with his sword in hand. The purple Shura sword was still dripping with blood, extremely enchanting. "For the sake of you still having a bit of character, I'll let you live for three more breaths!" After the words fell, Xiao Fan raised the sword in his hand and suddenly slashed out in the air.