Chapter 882 A Group of Native Chickens and Tile Dogs

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Chapter 882 A group of native chickens and tile dogs

The bounty for hunting Xiao Fan changed from 500,000 top-quality soul stones to 1 million in an instant, and there must be a brave man under the big reward.

As soon as these words came out, the crowd became restless again. One million top-quality soul stones is a huge fortune for many families in the lower heavens, let alone those monks who have no power or influence.

"Anyway, this old man is dying, so it's worth risking his life for the family to get one million dollars." An old man showed determination on his face, and took the lead to kill Xiao Fan.

When other people saw this, many people shot one after another, as if they were afraid that Xiao Fan's head would be preempted by others.

"As you wish, I will give you a ride." Xiao Fan said lightly, the sword of killing bloomed in the void, directly killing the old man.

The old man is only at the peak of the War Emperor, so how could he be Xiao Fan's opponent.

After killing the old man, Xiao Fan didn't have any intention of holding back his hands, and continued to kill others. He swung his sword lightly, and every time he swung his sword, one person died.

And when everyone dies, a stream of blood will seep into the Shura sword, making the Shura sword even more alluring.

Xiao Fan didn't seem to be killing people, but chopping vegetables and melons. A monk at the Battle Emperor Realm couldn't even resist his sword energy, so how could he be his opponent.

Even those monks in the early stage of the Emperor of War were also killed by Xiao Fan's sword, and there was no room for retaliation.

However, there are still a few people who can cause some troubles to Xiao Fan, and of course they are only troubles.

In less than half a cup of tea, the broken arms and corpses under Xiao Fan's feet had already piled up to the size of a small mountain. Xiao Fan stepped on the mountain of corpses with an indifferent expression, and no waves arose in his heart.

He has never regarded these people as opponents. His opponents are the geniuses of the major families, such as the eight horses of the holy city.

In the time of half a cup of tea, Xiao Fan didn't know how many people were killed, at least hundreds of them, and there were still those who were not afraid of death kept rushing up, it was like sending them to death.

Xiao Fan's eyes remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, they were cold and heartless, as if what he killed was not a person, but an idiot.

As the master of the Asura Hall, he is destined to march forward on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​bones. Under his feet, blood is destined to flow like a river. What are these hundreds of people?

Looking at the piles of corpses under his feet, Xiao Fan recalled the scene in Xueyue Dynasty. Wasn't the Imperial Forest Army of Xueyue Dynasty slaughtered by him like this? It's just that the strength of these people is slightly higher.

And he, Xiao Fan, is no longer the Zhanzong Realm him, and now he is already a Zhanzong!

After another half a cup of tea, the people in Wushuang Holy City were finally afraid and did not dare to continue attacking Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan is simply a devil, killing people without blinking an eye, and he is completely tireless, no matter how many of them go up, so what!

How could a group of ants bring down an elephant?

Those monks who stood still in the distance felt a chill in their hearts. Although they were not the ones who died, the scene completely frightened them.

They are all monks of the Peerless Holy City. Although they are used to killing, it is the first time for many people to see killing so many people at once like today.

Seeing this scene, the brothers and sisters of the Su family felt a little terrified, Xiao Fan dared not kill you, it was simply a joke!

"Xiao Fan, you devil, how dare you kill so many people!" Ling Bingdie was also quite frightened, her face turned pale.

"Devil?" Xiao Fan sneered, as if he had heard the biggest joke, and said disdainfully: "You are really stupid if you say you have no brains, you are going to kill me, do you want me to stand here and let you kill me?"

Xiao Fan has heard this kind of talk too much. In the eyes of these big family children, they are the only ones who can kill others, but others can't kill them. How can there be such a good thing in the world.

"Xiao Fan, you will die a very miserable death!" Ling Bingdie grinned like a mad shrew, then looked at the monks around again and said: "As long as Xiao Fan is killed, my Ling family promises not to change, and in addition Two million top-quality soul stones will be rewarded!"

Seeing that the monks around were afraid to move, Ling Bingdie threw out a bigger temptation.

Sure enough, many people heard the words, as if their blood was boiling, they shook the weapons in their hands, ready to strike again.

However, they hadn't moved yet, suddenly a burst of sharp sword energy bloomed around them, enveloping hundreds of people.

"Ah~" There were shrill screams, and blood flew from the void.

Everyone's eyes widened, and their surprised gazes all fell on Xiao Fan. No one thought that he would take the initiative to make a move.

"Xiao Fan, you still dare to kill." Seeing this, Ling Bingdie immediately yelled, "Let's go together, kill this devil, and avenge the dead monks of the Holy City!"

"Huh?" Xiao Fan grinned, and struck out again, swiping his sword, beheading several more people, and said coldly: "Anyone who was intent on killing me just now, don't want to leave."

Devil, so what if I am a devil, this world is so cruel, for the sake of profit, they want to put me to death, why can't I, Xiao Fan, kill them.

Before the words fell, Xiao Fan's figure disappeared in place, and the crowd could only vaguely see a stream of light moving fast, and where it passed, there were shriveled corpses to the end.

Some people who died didn't know what happened, so they died, and some people only felt a flash of light flashing through their eyes, and then their throats were sealed with a sword, and various ways of death continued.

Slaughter, utter slaughter!

Xiao Fan was furious, laying down millions of corpses!

This is the majesty of the Lord Shura, if you don't get angry, you will be alone, and if you get angry, it will shake the world!

"Ah, don't kill me!"

"Run, he's crazy, kill anyone he sees!"

There were roars and screams, and there were figures of escaped monks everywhere.

However, this did not stop Xiao Fan. After only a moment, there were thousands of corpses on the ground, and this was just the beginning.

He didn't let anyone who wanted to kill Xiao Fan die. It took a whole incense stick for Xiao Fan to stop. The square in front of Lingyun Chamber of Commerce had already become a Shura field.

The corpses had already reached tens of thousands, and the strange thing was that there was not a single drop of blood at the scene, all of that blood was absorbed by the Shura sword.

The sound of sucking air rang out from time to time, and many people felt cold when they saw this scene.

Tens of thousands of people, all of them were killed by Xiao Fan in a single stick of incense. With such murderous nature and such strength, let alone the Southern Region, how many people are there in the War Soul Continent?

If it were another person, he would probably have exhausted his soul power long ago, exhausted himself, and maybe even lost his temper. After all, killing so many people, even the mind of the Emperor of War would become distorted.

However, Xiao Fan didn't take a breath, and his expression was extremely calm, as if he had done a trivial thing.

"A group of chickens and dogs!" Xiao Fan smiled indifferently, that smile was so ruthless, the few drops of blood left on the Shura sword shone bright red, and then slowly penetrated into the sword body, the blood-colored Shura sword became more and more bewitching Different, sharp.