Chapter 2460 Who Are You?

"Time flies!"

Shen Wuxin's eyes were cold. He could fight even a half-step god king, but he didn't believe in evil. He couldn't even kill a late-stage ancient god realm monk.

With a wave of his hand, golden light rained down from the sky, the void became distorted, and everything was changing rapidly.

It was only a moment, but it seemed like several days had passed.

"Hey, it turned out to be a trace of the magical power of time?" Bai Mo looked at Kanna Wuxin in slight surprise, "No wonder he is quite capable of getting a drop of Shura's holy blood!"

"Don't you have anything new? It seems that you have really made no progress in these years and are living like a dog." Xiao Fan looked at Shen Wuxin impatiently.

He had seen this move before, and he could break it easily back then, let alone now?

However, when Shen Wuxin heard these words, he became uneasy.

What does it mean that there has been no progress in these years? Does he really know himself?

For some reason, Shen Wuxin felt a strong uneasiness in his heart. This young man in black gave him a very dangerous feeling.

Gritting his teeth, Shen Wuxin used force again, urging the light rain with all his strength. At the same time, the vast Shura demonic shadow merged with him, and then punched down angrily.

The majestic momentum surged in all directions, and the terrifying pressure almost shattered the void.

Seeing Xiao Fan still standing there without moving at all, Shen Wuxin showed a ruthless look in his eyes, wanting to blow Xiao Fan into pieces with one blow.

"You are still far away from the real magical power of time!" Xiao Fan sneered, chatting and laughing like the wind.

Seeing that the fist was about to fall, he suddenly moved and disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already above Kanna Wuxin.

"So fast!" The white demon was shocked by Xiao Fan's speed. Even he, if he didn't use his full strength, couldn't achieve Xiao Fan's speed.

Shen Wuxin only felt a chill on the top of his head. In a hurry, he turned his fist and blasted away high into the sky.

It has to be said that Shen Wuxin's combat experience and intuition are very strong, at least better than most people Xiao Fan has ever seen. The Shura clan is worthy of being a clan born of blood.

Unfortunately, he met Xiao Fan, and he saw a purple-blood long sword appearing in Xiao Fan's hand. It was extremely strange, and it exuded a breathtaking killing aura.

The moment Xiao Fan took out the Shura Sword, both the White Demon and the Thunder Ape King felt a chill in their hearts, goosebumps appeared all over their bodies, and all the hair on their bodies stood up.

"How much fucking blood is this stained with?" Bai Mo cursed directly. He had killed countless people, but he was also a little frightened in front of the aura of Shura Sword.

If the White Demon knew that the Shura Sword had swallowed up a pool of the Emperor's blood, he probably wouldn't think so.

Shen Wuxin felt the terrible murderous aura, and his whole body trembled violently, and the power of his fists instantly decreased a lot.

He has experienced countless bloodshed over the years, and he believes that among his peers, in terms of murderous intent, no one can compare with him.

But now, I was frightened by the sword in the hand of an unknown boy!

Shen Wuxin instinctively developed a fear and wanted to retreat.

However, at this time, Xiao Fan gently raised the sword in his hand and slashed with Feng Qingyundan. A streak of blood streaked through the void, and even the void was torn open.

Shen Wuxin's fist was like a thin piece of paper, breaking open in front of the bloody sword energy.

This sword is simply powerful, devastating and terrifying to the extreme!

Shen Wuxin felt that his scalp almost exploded, and the aura of death enveloped him. Although his escape speed was fast, it was still far inferior to this sword.

With a puff, a rain of blood was seen, and Shen Wuxin's right arm was suddenly cut down by Xiao Fan. His whole body was pierced by the bloody sword energy, and flew out like a cannonball, flying thousands of feet before he stabilized his body. .

"Oh, missed!" Xiao Fan grinned and said calmly looking at Shen Wuxin in the distance.

At this moment, Shen Wuxin still has that aloof and dust-free appearance. He is covered in blood at the moment, with bones in many places, and he is as miserable as he can be.

Missed?

I believe you are evil!

You obviously did it on purpose!

Bai Mo and Thunder Ape King twitched their mouths. They could see clearly that Xiao Fan had deliberately deflected the sword energy. Otherwise, Shen Wuxin would have been dismembered.

Shen Wuxin's expression was extremely ugly. He originally thought that killing Xiao Fan would be easy, but he never would have thought that he would be defeated with just one sword strike.

Just one sword, how strong is he?

The six people of the Shura tribe were also extremely shocked. Shen Wuxin was the god in their hearts. Now that the god was almost struck by a sword, how could they accept it.

Especially Xiao Fan's "missed" sentence was simply a naked humiliation.

Countless doubts suddenly appeared in everyone's mind, who is this guy? Why is it so strong?

You know, he is still in the late stage of the Ancient God Realm. If he breaks through to the peak of the Ancient God Realm, what's the point?

"Shen Wuxin, judging from your appearance, you don't seem to believe what I say." Xiao Fan looked at Shen Wuxin with a smile, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he raised the sword in his hand!

Shen Wuxin was silent. He naturally didn't believe that Xiao Fan had missed the target just now, but he didn't expect Xiao Fan to be so strong.

"If you don't believe it, try another sword strike, and I guarantee it won't go astray this time!" Xiao Fan looked at Kanna Wu Xin teasingly, and prepared to cut down the Shura Sword in his hand again.

"Who are you?" Shen Wuxin shouted, covering his broken arm with one hand, staring at Xiao Fan and the Shura Sword in his hand.

He always felt that this sword was familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

It's no wonder that he doesn't recognize it. Today's Shura Sword is no longer the same sword as before. Both its power and appearance have undergone great changes. Otherwise, Shen Wuxin would definitely be able to recognize it.

"You have no right to know who I am." Xiao Fan said lightly. The smile on his face instantly solidified and became extremely cold. He shouted angrily: "Get out!"

roll!

Rolling sound waves rushed out, carrying terrifying killing power, and went straight towards Shen Wuxin.

If it were ordinary, who would dare to let him go away without any intention?

But now, Shen Wuxin is afraid of Xiao Fan from the bottom of his heart. This kid is so terrifying. No wonder he can get the Hundred Kills Emperor's Order from his Shura Imperial Clan!

Under the impact of that huge sound wave, Shen Wuxin's body took several steps back, his expression extremely ugly.

"Let's go!" Shen Wuxin gritted his teeth, shouted, and flew away unwillingly.

Seeing this, the six powerful Shura tribesmen who were surrounding and killing Wujue glared at Xiao Fan fiercely and followed him unwillingly.

"Junior brother, why did you let them go?" Xue Wujue came to Xiao Fan and asked.

The White Demon and the Thunder Ape King were also puzzled. Based on their understanding of Xiao Fan, this guy was definitely not an easy person to talk to. He would kill even the Half-Step God King at his request, and offend the powerful God King at his request.

According to common sense, Xiao Fan would not let Shen Wuxin and the others go.

"There is still some use in keeping him." Xiao Fan shook his head, squinting his eyes and staring in the direction where Shen Wuxin left.

But he knew very well that with his current strength, he might not be able to kill God Wu Xin.

As a member of the Shura Imperial Clan, Shen Wuxin must be protected by the God King's Law Body and even the Emperor's will. Even if he can kill Shen Wuxin, his body will definitely be contaminated by Shen Wuxin's aura.

Of course he was not afraid of the God King's Dharma Body, but what about the Emperor's thoughts?

What's more, he still wants to go to the Shura Imperial Clan in the future. He doesn't want to offend the Shura Imperial Clan now. "Where are we going now?" Xue Wujue knew that Xiao Fan had his own plan, so he didn't force it anymore, looked at the vast world in the distance, and asked in a solemn voice.