Chapter 658: A Sword

Hoo hoo!

When Xiao Fan was overwhelmed by countless sword intents, a terrifying storm of sword energy suddenly erupted around Xiao Fan. The storm of sword energy spiraled rapidly, resisting all the sword energy.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of light shot up into the sky from the spiral sword energy, and then turned into a figure, who else could it be except Xiao Fan.

"Don't run!"

There was a shout of anger, and a dozen figures were suddenly surrounded and killed at high altitude.

"Run?" The corner of Xiao Fan's mouth raised slightly in the sky, he didn't think about running away at all, he just didn't want to be attacked by a few people.

But what he didn't expect was that there were not only Bai Wuhen, Wuxin and Zhuiming waiting for him outside, but also eight figures, a total of eleven people.

Moreover, there are several pairs of eyes looking down on Diandan in the dark, ready to attack and kill at any time.

"It's been a long time since I really exercised my muscles and bones. It's a good time to try the power of the Shura sword." Xiao Fan twisted his neck and made a clicking sound.

Seeing that the ten people were about to approach, Xiao Fan finally moved.

"The Rhythm of the Sword!"

With a whisper in his heart, Xiao Fan suddenly disappeared in place, and people could only see a ripple of sword energy spreading in all directions, like rippling water.

"ah……"

A shrill scream echoed in the void, breaking the silence of the space, and several figures in the void that were rushing towards Xiao Fan stopped in an instant.

The others didn't know why, but they still retreated without hesitation, because those who screamed were drowned by the ripple of sword energy.

"What?" Wuxin suddenly yelled out in horror, staring at the figure shrouded in ripples of sword energy in a daze.

Puff puff!

At this moment, blood swords suddenly shot out from the bodies of those people, tearing them to pieces, turning them into a cloud of blood mist that filled the air.

No wonder they were so horrified, the sword energy was surging from the inside out, how could they resist it.

A few people rejoiced in their hearts, fortunately they found it in time, otherwise, they might be the ones who died.

With a whoosh, Xiao Fan's figure appeared again, standing calmly in the distance, the pair of icy eyes under the black mask revealed endless killing intent.

"Who are you? Why have I never heard of you?" Bai Wuhen stopped in the distance, looking at Xiao Fan with an ugly expression.

"Xiao Fan! You are Xiao Fan! Four months ago, dozens of war emperors of the Ning family also died under the same sword." A monk looked at Xiao Fan in horror, trembling all over.

Xiao Fan raised his brows, he didn't expect to be recognized by others, but it was normal, after all, many people who participated in the King Killing Trial were from the Dali Dynasty.

"Xiao Fan? Are you Xiao Fan?" Zhui Ming suddenly revealed a fierce look when he heard Xiao Fan's name.

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Xiao Fan's eyes were calm, he was fighting head-on, and he was really not afraid of anyone as a monk at the Battle Emperor Realm.

"The first round of the dragon emperor's trial, did the bloody hand die in your hands?" Zhui Ming grinned, his murderous aura was quietly born, and he glared at Xiao Fan, ready to strike at any time.

"I killed a lot of people, I don't know which one you are talking about." Xiao Fan said lightly, but a blurry figure flashed back in his mind.

"You know, the bloody hand is my younger brother. If you kill him, then let him be buried with him. Not only you, but everyone in your Xiao family must be buried with my brother!" The air of ice diffused, and the temperature in the void dropped several degrees in vain.

Xiao Fan was slightly surprised, no wonder someone threatened him at the beginning, saying what would happen if he killed the bloody hand, but he never took it to heart, he did not expect to meet the bloody hand's brother here.

If Xiao Fan had heard the words of life-chasing threats in the past, he would have been filled with murderous intent.

But now Xiao Fan, who has comprehended the fourth level of killing intent, has a very calm face, but the killing intent in his heart is quietly rising, but it doesn't affect his emotions at all.

"Since you are here to participate in the king-killing trial, you must be prepared to die at any time. You don't even have this awareness, so you still come to be an assassin?" Xiao Fan looked disdainful.

The king-killing trial is basically cannibalism, and death is a very normal thing.

Xiao Fan generally would not take the initiative to kill people unless he threatened someone related to him, just like the last time Xue Yaoyao, Xiao Fan took the initiative to design and kill more than 60 killers in Yan Luo Mansion.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with chasing his life to seek revenge from him, but if you want to kill Xiao Fan, you must also be prepared to be killed.

"Since you are enlightened, then you will die."

With a roar of life-chasing, the whole person suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Xiao Fan. At the same time, the terrifying sword light shot up into the sky, like a wild beast, breaking free from the cage, exuding the light that originally belonged to it. wild and ferocious.

The speed of chasing life was very fast, unbelievably fast, and likewise, his sword was like a flash of light.

Although he is only in the middle stage of the War Emperor, his explosive speed and soul power fluctuations are definitely not weaker than the peak of the War Emperor, and he is even named the Emperor of War.

Feeling the sharp sword energy, Xiao Fan's face was a little stinging, he slowly raised the sword in his hand, and slashed out gently, leaving an afterimage of the sword in the void.

Before the sword in his hand fell, a terrifying river of swords had already bloomed in the void.

"Quadruple meaning of killing, the sword of killing!"

With a whisper in his heart, the sword in Xiao Fan's right hand suddenly released a strange wave of sword energy, but it could not be caught with the naked eye at all.

Only Zhui Ming could breathlessly see a blood-black sword light rushing towards him, and even the entire void seemed to be dyed blood-black, leaving him nowhere to hide.

It seemed that this sword was no longer a sword light, but a sea of ​​blood-colored light, submerging everything, and he could faintly see an arc-shaped blood-black light, which was as fast as lightning, and rapidly enlarged in his pupils.

puff!

There was no terrifying howl of swords, no shrill roars, just a crisp sound, and the life-chasing sword light instantly drowned out and then disappeared.

At the same time, the life-chasing figure froze in place, the mask on his face was broken, revealing a pale face, his dying eyes looked at Xiao Fan's place, full of fear and unwillingness.

Immediately afterwards, Zhui Ming suddenly fell towards the ground, and his whole body no longer had any vitality.

"Hiss!" The hearts of the crowd trembled violently, and a gasp sounded.

One sword, just one sword beheaded Zhui Ming, what a terrifying strength.

The most important thing is that they didn't see the sword clearly at all, and they died after chasing their lives.

Among the people present, it is estimated that only Zhui Ming clearly saw the blood-black light, but he, who was lucky enough to witness it, had already lost his life.

"Huh!" The people who were going to attack and kill Xiao Fan just now were so frightened that they ran away frantically, and even chased their lives and were killed by a sword. How could they be Xiao Fan's opponents.

The corners of Wuxin and Bai Wuhen's mouths twitched fiercely, Wuxin was fine, he couldn't see his face with the mask on, but Bai Wuhen's face at the moment was pale.

"Don't you want my sword? There is still a chance." Xiao Fan slowly raised his sword, pointed at Wuxin and Bai Wuhen in the distance, and said very calmly.