Chapter 476 Fifth Form, Setting Sun Blood

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Chapter 476 Fifth Form, Setting Sun Blood

"Oh? Show me." Bei Lao's eyes lit up, and his heart was extremely uneasy. Could it be that Xiao Fan was able to create the soul pattern by himself?

Xiao Fan nodded, and then danced in the void with the long sword in his hand. Countless sword marks evolved in the void, and a majestic murderous aura emanated from him.

As the sword marks became more and more, and the murderous intent became stronger and stronger, there was a hint of surprise in the eyes of Bei Lao and Zui Weng.

Because they discovered that the sword marks contained not only the intent to kill, but also the intent to destroy the sword.

After half a sound, Xiao Fan finally stopped. Old Bei was trembling all over, looked at Xiao Fan and said in a trembling voice: "Fan'er, did you really come up with this soul pattern?"

"Yes, I was thinking whether the soul pattern can be integrated with the combat technique, so I created a sword technique and combat technique, and found that it was really possible. I also created this picture of the soul pattern by accident, so I deliberately created it Come and ask the teacher for advice." Xiao Fan nodded.

"Where's the combat skill you created yourself?" Before Old Bei opened his mouth, the drunkard asked without hesitation.

"It's not perfect yet." Xiao Fan shook his head and said, he just had a cone in his heart.

"Perhaps, we can refer to it for you." Drunkard was also extremely surprised by Xiao Fan's talent, integrating soul pattern and combat skills, which in a certain way surpassed him and Bei Lao.

"Okay." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and nodded. Bei Lao and Drunkard are real masters. With their guidance, I really need to avoid a lot of detours.

Squeeze!

A clear sword sound resounded through the void, and in Xiao Fan's hands, there was suddenly a Shura sword, a monstrous killing intent burst out from Xiao Fan's body, and the destructive sword intent filled the entire void.

"Whew!"

When Xiao Fan's aura climbed to a certain critical point, the long sword in his hand trembled, and a blood-colored aura bloomed, and then slowly spread, looking from a distance, it was like a blood-colored Haoyang rising.

As the bloody Haoyang passed by, everything turned into fly ash, even the air was sucked out, and the terrifying aura made one's heart chill.

In the blood-colored Haoyang, there are countless blood-colored sword qi tearing, destroying and killing everything. The strange thing is that the countless blood-colored sword qi are arranged in a certain order. If you look closely, it looks like a pair of soul patterns picture.

Swinging this sword, Xiao Fan's face turned pale slightly, this sword consumed him a lot, but its power is far from Hong Chen Sha, Hong Chen Xiao is comparable, even stronger than Tian Di Xiao Sha.

"What's this sword called?" Drunkard asked, he was also shocked by the power of this sword, he was definitely not the opponent of this sword in the middle stage of the Battle Emperor Realm.

"I originally wanted to call it Xueyang, but I always felt that something was missing." Xiao Fan thought for a while.

"This sword does lack something. The meaning of killing and destroying is contained in it. The power is unsurpassed, but it consumes a lot of energy. Moreover, it also contains the soul pattern, which requires strong control and consumes the soul very much. Strength, if it can reduce the consumption of soul power, this sword is really extraordinary." Bei Lao commented.

He didn't deny Xiao Fan's talent, but if this blow couldn't kill the enemy, what he was waiting for was to be killed by the enemy. He didn't want Xiao Fan to die prematurely.

"I think so too." Xiao Fan nodded, there is indeed a lot of room for improvement in this sword, thinking of this, Xiao Fan turned his eyes to the drunkard, he hoped that the drunkard could give some advice.

"Old drunk, you know more about combat skills than I do. What good advice do you have?" For Xiao Fan, Bei Lao is getting more and more concerned.

The drunken man took a sip of the wine gourd, burped, and said after a while: "Blood sun, blood-colored Haoyang, Haoyang is too full. The ancients said that when the moon is full, it will lose money, and when the water is full, it will overflow. The same is true for Haoyang." , if this blood-colored Haoyang can retain a ray of life, its power may not be so great, but its consumption on yourself will probably be greatly reduced."

"When the moon is full, it loses, and when the water is full, it overflows?" Xiao Fan's heart trembled slightly, as if he understood something instantly, he suddenly closed his eyes and entered an ethereal state.

"Enlightenment?" Old Bei was dumbfounded, and the drunkard was dumbfounded. How could they have imagined that Xiao Fan's comprehension ability was so terrifying that he entered the state of epiphany in an instant.

All over Xiao Fan's body, streaks of blood-colored sword energy bloomed. The blood-colored sword energy was not as flamboyant as before. It was less chilling and more restrained, but this restraint did not weaken the power of the sword energy.

Seeing this, Bei Lao and Drunkard hurriedly backed away, for fear of disturbing Xiao Fan, they guarded around to protect Xiao Fan.

"Old ghost, with Fan'er's talent, maybe one day he can help you." The drunken man stared at Xiao Fan with burning eyes, took a deep breath and said.

"It's not important anymore." Bei Lao shook his head, his expression a little confused.

"Isn't this your life's long-cherished wish?" The drunken man looked at Bei Lao with some surprise, how could he easily give up on Bei Lao's pursuit.

The reason why any monk can continue to break through is not just for the simple practice of cultivation, but because he has a goal in his heart that he wants to achieve, or it is called obsession.

If you don't even have goals and obsessions, even if you are extremely talented, it will be extremely difficult to break through, and maybe you will stop here for the rest of your life.

"Some things can't be forced, it's best to let nature take its course." Elder Bei smiled faintly, and said again: "It's you, who doesn't care about the good blood building, but turns into a beggar, what's the matter?"

"I'm old, it's time to do something I like to do." The drunken man poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and said indifferently, as if he also took everything lightly.

"That's right, this is not our era anymore." Elder Bei looked at Xiao Fan, his eyes were very calm, but there was a glimmer of hope in the depths of his eyes.

Afterwards, the two remained silent, quietly waiting for Xiao Fan.

After almost a day and a night, Xiao Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and two sharp rays of light shot out from his eyes, piercing the sky like two divine swords.

hum!

Suddenly, a blood-colored sword light bloomed from Xiao Fan's body, the Shura sword streaked across the void, and a blood-colored setting sun shot straight into the sky, and the blood-colored setting sun disappeared in a flash. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, Old Bei and Drunkard would have thought it was a blur .

At the moment when he swung that sword just now, Xiao Fan's whole body seemed to be poured with blood, bright red and strange, extremely evil.

"The setting sun is like blood, this blow is not as powerful as the previous sword, it is even a bit stronger, and it consumes very little soul power." The drunken man looked at Xiao Fan in surprise.

"More than that, the soul pattern also turns reality into a void, which cannot be captured at all. Once the enemy is trapped in it, it is very difficult to escape. If the opponent does not react in time, even if it is the Queen of War, it may not be impossible to kill with one sword. "Old Bei added.

"Thank you two teachers for your pointers." Xiao Fan also showed a bright smile on his face, and saluted respectfully, if it weren't for the pointers from Old Bei and the drunkard, especially if the drunkard woke him up with a word, he would never be able to comprehend this sword .

"This sword should have a name." The drunken man laughed.

"The setting sun is like blood, let's call it the setting sun blood!" Xiao Fan smiled, he was looking forward to what kind of power the fifth form of setting sun blood would have in battle.