Chapter Three and Seven: Qibing Guan Xiaoqi
"Endless killing!"
With Xiao Fan's soft drink, the Shura sword danced, thousands of sword auras burst out, and the void burst into blazing blood, and the blood mist lingered, like a Shura battlefield.
The void was filled with countless **** sword auras, and the crowd seed to hear the sound of fighting and screaming.
Many monks had goose bumps all over their bodies, and felt their hair horrified, and a bitter chill filled everyone's heart.
Bang bang bang!
There were bursts of sword whistling in the void, drops of blood blooming in the void, the void was completely subrged by the sea of bloody sword energy, and the crowd could only hear the screams.
"This, this is Tang Yao's voice!" The cultivator at the tip of his ears was terrified. It was a half-step war emperor, the Feng Wang warlord who understood the triple fist force.
Xiao Fan was screaming for being killed. Wasn't Xiao Fan being pressed and beaten by Tang Yao just now? How could it be turned around in an instant?
In the sea of bloody sword qi, the blue fla fist instantly shredded and was swallowed by the ghost war soul.
"Impossible, how could you be so strong!" Tang Yao looked at Xiao Fan in horror, his eyes full of unwillingness.
"It's not that I'm too strong, it's that you are too weak." Xiao Fan stood with the Shura sword in his hand, his clothes shattered a lot, his hair fluttered in the void, and an endless sea of sword energy surrounded him.
Back then, he was only the pinnacle of the Battle Sovereign Realm. With this blow, Huang Chongxiao, who was in the War King Realm, could be injured. Now he is two small realms in strength from Tang Yao, and he also understands the triple sword power.
In addition, the purity of his soul power does not belong to the Battle Emperor Realm. If this can't kill Tang Yao, then Xiao Fan doesn't need to cultivate.
Tang Yao's eyes were full of unwillingness. However, that sword aura had no rcy, and it cut his body continuously. After a few breaths, Tang Yao completely disappeared.
Almost at the sa ti, thousands of sword qi disappeared, and Xiao Fan's figure appeared. His appearance was a little embarrassed, but his back was straight and stern, like an eternal green pine, standing proudly in the void.
Even the battle of the emperor realm never made him bend his waist, let alone a king of war?
"What kind of combat technique is this?" Yi Yun still rembered the scene just now in his mind. It was so terrifying, even he felt a threat.
Is this Xiao Fan's true strength?
Tang Yao is dead?
The crowd took a deep breath, and the scene was silent, and the three Dige Pavilion students who followed Tang Yao also showed horror.
Tang Yao's strength is still above them, even Tang Yao is dead, where are they opponents?
"You killed Brother Tang, my Wang Daong will not let you go, nor will the Di Pavilion let you go!" one of them roared.
"call!"
Only Xiao Fans sword greeted him. In this world, fighting power is the most respected. He is stronger than Tang Yao. He survived. If he is weaker than Tang Yao, he will die!
He doesn't know how the Battle Soul Academy will treat him, but he knows one thing very well. Joining the Battle Soul Academy with his strength will definitely not be rejected by the senior leaders of the Battle Soul Academy, and may even be cultivated as a core academy.
As for the so-called Royal Dao League, Xiao Fan hadn't thought about it so much, it was after joining the Battle Soul Academy.
"Asshole!" The person didn't expect Xiao Fan to be so domineering, and he didn't even take his threats into his heart.
"Quick battle and quick decision." Xiao Fan whispered, the Shura sword trembled, the blood-colored sword aura flickered, and the void was filled with countless sword auras. Xiao Fan's aura was constantly rising, and there was a faint feeling of breaking through.
"Yes, son!" The mad wolf nodded, and his murderous aura burst out. Suddenly a blood-colored dagger appeared in his hand, which was the congenital sword.
Xiao Jin scread up to the sky, almost mad, billowing flas surging, directly trapping the man in the center, his sharp claws flashing with cold light.
"dead!"
At this mont, Qin Dao couldn't help but shoot, took the opportunity to pounce behind Xiao Fan, and patted out angrily.
Isn't it a matter of grasping the battle king realm to sneak attack a battle king realm?
however!
Whoosh! A sound of breaking through the air sounded, and at the end of the sky, a stream of light rushed straight forward, extrely fast, and ca to Qin Dao in the blink of an eye.
"Who?" Qin Dao quickly turned around and greeted him with his palm. Only then did he see clearly that it was an arrow feather.
boom! The palm gang slapped on the arrow feathers, and the arrow feathers exploded. Almost at the sa ti, a scream ca from behind him, Xiao Fan had already beheaded another person.
"Ah!" There was another pig-killing sound, the sword in the hand of the mad wolf was directly wiped from the man's neck, and the sword sealed his throat.
The person who fought against Xiaojin was the worst, he was burned to black charcoal, leaving nothing.
"Brother Xiao, I'm not too late." A purple strear whizzed from a distance, and a huge purple electric sculpture stopped in front of Xiao Fan and the others.
"The seventh-order soul beast purple electric carving?" The crowd showed a look of horror. Many people dread of getting such a mount, but they didn't expect to see it here today.
Many peoples eyes instantly fell on the figure on the back of the purple electric carving. It was a handso and handso boy about seventeen or eighteen years old. He carried a gold longbow and a quiver on his back, hanging diagonally behind him. .
"Brother Guan, you are here on ti." Xiao Fan laughed. It was Guan Xiaoqi who ca here, stepping on the purple electric carving. This appearance was really eye-catching.
Xiao Fan gave Guan Xiaoqi a grateful look. This guy is really a surprise soldier. Without him, he might have been attacked by Qin Dao.
Qin Dao's face suddenly beca gloomy, not because of Guan Xiaoqi's strength, but because of the seventh-order purple electric sculpture that made him jealous.
"Da Zi, thank you for sending over, you go back first." Guan Xiaoqi jumped down and landed beside Xiao Fan, waving his hand at the purple electric carving.
"cracking!"
The purple electric carving scread, like lightning, and instantly disappeared in place.
Qin Dao's eyes lit up, and he imdiately walked towards Xiao Fan again. Without the threat of the Purple Electric Sculpture, what could a few Battle King Stages count?
"Qin Dao!" Yi Yun appeared in front of Xiao Fan, staring at Qin Dao with cold eyes.
Before, Yi Yun only treated Xiao Fan as a powerful pharmacist, but now, Yi Yun has decided to protect Xiao Fan.
In the middle of the King of War Realm, being able to kill the King of Warlord is simply amazing. If Xiao Fan could grow up, he would be absolutely incomparable.
Such a person is worth making friends with!
After all, giving charcoal in the snow is far better than icing on the cake.
"Today, he must die!" Qin Daohan said, did not put Yi Yun in his eyes at all. Before he gave Yi Yun a little face, but seeing Xiao Fan's strength, there was a voice in his heart telling him that Xiao Fan must dead.
If Xiao Fan grows up, it will definitely be a disaster for their Qin family.
"San Ye, you get away." Xiao Fan said lightly, seeing Yi Yun hesitating, and then said: "Don't worry, he can't kill ."
"You?" Yi Yun was shocked. All he saw in Xiao Fan's eyes was self-confidence. Wasn't it Xiao Fan's true strength just now?
"Trust ." Xiao Fan grinned.
Yi Yun had no choice but to fall towards the ground, Qin Dao suddenly laughed: "I can't kill you, today I will let you understand the gap between the King of War and the King of War."
"Brothers, how are we going to kill Zhanhuang today?" Xiao Fan grinned and said wildly.
"I think so too!"
"I want to try too!"
"Roar!"
Crazy Wolf, Guan Xiaoqi, and Xiaojin slowly stepped forward and walked to Xiao Fan's side. The four stood side by side, staring coldly at the opposite Qin Dao.
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