Chapter 1348: More People than Others?

For so many years, no one has dared to kill people in Tianshen Peak of the War God Temple. This is simply an act of seeking death.

"I will kill you!"

Zhan Huangtian finally couldn't help it. With a cold look, he slashed at Xiao Fan with a sword.

He had fought with Xiao Fan before. Ordinary peaks of the War Saint Realm might not be their opponents. How could these people in the middle and late stages of the War Saint Realm beat Xiao Fan?

"Why not start early?" Xiao Fan smiled indifferently. Facing Zhan Huangtian, he still didn't dare to underestimate the enemy. Not to mention that he was a man blessed by heaven, his strength alone was worth Xiao Fan's careful treatment.

Before he took action, a terrible might surged like a river and sea. In front of this might, Xiao Fan trembled all over, and his body seemed to be out of control, and he almost knelt down.

"What is this field?" Xiao Fan was shocked. From this momentum, Xiao Fan felt the majesty of the dragon and captured another breath of supreme nobility.

Xiao Fan guessed that the realm that Zhan Huangtian had comprehended was most likely related to his fighting spirit.

The next moment, Xiao Fan's divine dragon blood began to circulate, as if a real dragon roared in his body, and his might soared to the sky, instantly blocking Zhan Huangtian's realm power.

Boom!

The power of the two's realms collided with each other, and the cultivators around them could not get close to them at all for a while. Some people were even coughing up blood due to the impact of the two's momentum, and their internal organs began to churn.

"It actually blocked it?" In the distance, Qi Xiao looked at Xiao Fan in surprise. He knew Zhan Huangtian's strength very well. Even he was not Zhan Huangtian's opponent. Xiao Fan was able to block Zhan Huangtian's attack. Doesn't it mean that he is not as good as him?

The faces of other people in the War God Temple were not much better. They still wanted to rush up to kill Xiao Fan. However, they were not opponents of the strength shown by Xiao Fan. How could they kill Xiao Fan?

"Hehe, if you only have this kind of power, then you can die!" Zhan Huangtian sneered, and his momentum suddenly increased, and then suddenly disappeared on the spot.

A sword rainbow swept through the void, and the sword energy was dazzling, like a blazing sun blooming in the void. From a distance, it looked like a divine sword from outer space fell from the sky.

Rather than saying it was a divine sword, it was actually more like a sword dragon, with a dazzling light all over its body.

"Da Ri Tian Long Zhan!"

With a light shout from Zhan Huangtian, the domineering divine sword from outer space whizzed down, and the sword light that was dozens of feet long exuded an unparalleled power.

"Is this the power of the mystery?"

"No, it's just a god-level combat skill, but this sword is absolutely invincible under the realm of war gods!"

The pupils of the crowd trembled violently, feeling the power of the sword in horror, and then quickly fled in all directions. If they didn't run at this moment, they would definitely be affected.

That was a god-level combat skill. Even if it didn't contain the power of the mystery, it had already touched the edge of the mystery, otherwise it would be impossible to perform this sword.

"God-level combat skills?" Xiao Fan looked up and felt the sky. His scalp almost exploded. The sword light had not fallen, but the unrivaled momentum had already pressed his body to the point where it could not support itself.

This feeling was like carrying a vast demon mountain on his back, which was extremely strenuous.

"God-killing Three Styles!"

Seeing that the dragon-shaped sword energy was about to fall, Xiao Fan finally moved. The blood of the dragon was boiling. He instantly activated ten drops of Shura's divine power, and his momentum surged again.

God-killing Three Styles was originally the evolution of the god-level combat skill God-killing Seven Styles. Although it was a remnant, Xiao Fan was confident that it was enough to deal with Zhan Huangtian's attack.

I saw a blood-colored sword rainbow tearing through the void, like a ferocious beast opening its mouth to swallow the dragon-shaped sword energy.

"It's just an ant trying to shake a tree." Zhan Huangtian's eyes were full of disdain, because Xiao Fan's sword did not feel any terrible power, it was just a sword rainbow.

How could a sword rainbow resist a god-level combat skill?

However, in just a moment, Zhan Huangtian's expression froze there. Xiao Fan's sword rainbow directly tore open the dragon-shaped sword energy. From a distance, it looked like Xiao Fan had killed a dragon with one sword.

The dragon-shaped sword energy exploded, turning into countless sword energy storms that swept in all directions. Xiao Fan stood there motionless, letting the sword energy tear it apart.

Looking closely, you can see that a faint light appeared around him, blocking the countless sword energy outside, and it couldn't get close to him at all.

"You don't seem to be a big tree, but a piece of thin paper. Even an ant can easily tear you apart." Xiao Fan smiled indifferently, closed his eyes tightly, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

Zhan Huangtian's face was extremely gloomy. His self-righteous sword just now, in front of Xiao Fan, what else could it be but thin paper?

"Hmph, this is just the beginning." Zhan Huangtian roared, and slashed several swords in succession. Each sword was not weaker than the previous one, and each sword was stronger than the last one!

Obviously, Zhan Huangtian was serious, but he still did not use his full strength. His fighting spirit had not yet been exerted. In his eyes, Xiao Fan was not worthy of his full strength.

Xiao Fan's face remained calm, and he activated the ghost fighting spirit. His spiritual perception instantly became powerful to a terrifying level.

Without eyes, Xiao Fan could only rely on soul power and spiritual perception to sense his opponent, but now, Xiao Fan had no advantage.

And when he mobilized the ghost fighting spirit, Xiao Fan's heart moved in vain, and he looked up at the cloud depths of Tianshen Peak. He felt as if something was calling him there.

However, Xiao Fan quickly came to his senses. Every attack of Zhan Huangtian was extremely terrifying. He stepped on the sword step and quickly shuttled through the void.

Until now, Xiao Fan finally realized the benefits of sealing other powers before. At this moment, even without eyes, he was able to fight with ease.

He was very clear about every inch of the void, and everything seemed to be imprinted in his mind. This is called combat experience, which requires a long time to accumulate.

"I finally understand why the teacher, an eighth-grade combat soul, can break through the peak of the combat saint." Xiao Fan thought a little in his heart, and was full of gratitude to Zui Weng and Bei Lao.

"What are you still standing there for? Kill him together!" Zhan Huangtian saw that Xiao Fan easily avoided his combat skills and attacks, and he was furious.

"All the late-stage combat saints, come together!" Qi Xiao shouted in the distance, but he stood there, motionless.

"Kill!" A burst of shouts came out, and the cultivators of the War God Temple appeared instantly. Many of them were the old generation of cultivators who came back from the God's Tribulation Land. These people were all at the peak of the combat saint realm.

Xiao Fan's soul power took a quick look, and his expression became cold: "Thirty-three late-stage war saints, ten peak war saints, and three ninth-level peak beasts? You really think highly of me."

"Are you finally afraid now? It's too late, you can kill yourself!" Zhan Huangtian looked down at Xiao Fan from a high altitude, as if he was looking at an ant.

"More than people?" Xiao Fan looked indifferent, with a smile on his lips, and then he waved his hand, and a flash of light appeared beside Xiao Fan in an instant.