Supreme Killer

Chapter 364: Heaven and Earth Xiao Killing

The sea of ​​blood boiled endlessly, Xiao Fan came to the world like a peerless killing god, his robe agitated, countless substantive murderous auras turned into thousands of fierce sword auras, ravaging the void.

This killing sword spirit is extremely terrifying.

Xiao Fan was born to kill and kill, and today, he really opened his way to kill.

Bai Wuchang's expression was hard to see the extreme, he swung out with one sword and one sword, but he couldn't even get close to Xiao Fan's body, and he realized how terrifying Xiao Fan was.

Xiao Fan's eyes shone sharply, extremely sharp.

Standing there, as if he was in control of the real way of killing and killing, his injuries were serious and his face became paler, but he had no time to take care of it, and his mind was immersed in the comprehension of killing momentum.

In these days when he came to the War Soul Continent, everything Xiao Fan experienced was forcing him to embark on a path of killing.

He doesn't kill people, people want to kill him, only to kill him, kill him in a brilliant way, kill him upside down.

"Red Dust Kill!"

Xiao Fan took out his sword, swishing light and feathers all over the sky, and the substantive murderous intent was densely covered in the void. The Shura sword seemed to be touched, and the white sword body began to slowly turn red, as if poured by blood.

The old remnant shadow in the heart-refining tower once said that the Asura line grew up in the process of killing and cutting, this is a way of no return.

If you don't rise in the killing, you will perish in the killing.

"Ghost!"

Bai Wuchang roared, and the void shook lightly. A sharp sword aura swept across the void, and there were waves of ripples in the void. The sword aura was so strange that it could not be caught with the naked eye.

Only by sensing the spirit power fluctuations around, can he perceive the sharpness of the sword aura.

Puff puff!

The two shot all over their bodies, and their sword aura cut their flesh. This was a completely deadly style of play.

Bai Wuchang had a fierce look in his eyes. He had already put his elder brother's hatred behind his head, and only wanted to kill Xiao Fan. He felt a powerful sense of crisis from Xiao Fan.

If Xiao Fan can't be killed this time, he will definitely be killed by Xiao Fan in the future, because until now, he doesn't even know Xiao Fan's true identity.

The same is true for Xiao Fan. He who has realized the quadruple killing is like touching the edge of his mind. He doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

Once you understand the meaning, the road to break through the battle royal realm will be unimpeded.

The figures of the two collided rapidly in the void, and the sharp sound of swords rang through the fields, and the flames bloomed in the void. Fortunately, this is not the capital of Huo Di, otherwise there must be many people watching.

At this moment, a sloppy old beggar sat up suddenly at the gate of a city away from the Huo Emperor Capital and at the foot of the city wall, and looked up at the end of the sky.

"What a terrible killing intent!" The old beggar stroked his sideburns white hair, and looked into the distance, a ray of light flashed in his eyes.

His body was thin, his clothes were in dilapidated condition, his hair had not been washed for a long time, and he had formed lumps, and his body was filled with an unpleasant smell.

In the next moment, the old beggar disappeared in vain, as if he had never appeared before.

In the mountains, Xiao Fan and Bai Wuchang went crazy, they were covered in blood, there was almost no goodness, bones were exposed in many places.

Both of them seemed to have forgotten the time and were not at all tired. The battle was full of joy.

Not only Xiao Fan is improving, but Bai Wuchang is also improving. His speed is getting faster and faster, and he can swing a dozen swords with his fingers. In terms of fast sword intent, he vaguely feels about to break through.

Xiao Fan's murderous storm was getting more and more violent. His swords were slow and didn't have any fancy, but every sword was extremely deadly.

The wind is in the sword, and his eyes suddenly open up. It turns out that each kind of momentum does not exist alone, but can be integrated with each other.

When the Red Dust Kill and the wind force merged together, Xiao Fan discovered that the power of this sword had increased several times.

Hongchen Killing was originally a sword move that he realized when he understood the dual-strength sword. He had a deep understanding of this, much stronger than the other combat skills he learned.

"What a ghost, if it weren't for me to break through the battle emperor and come to you again, it might have become a ghost under your sword. Your strength is worth my desperate use of the strongest sword." Bai Wuchang grinned and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, watching. Going up is very evil.

Xiao Fan was silent, his face was very calm, and the Shura sword in his hand was slowly raised.

Immediately afterwards, a rush of killing air diffused from Xiao Fan, waves of ripples spread, and the sea of ​​sharp sword energy churned and roared.

"Ghost Roar World!"

Bai Wuchang felt that something was wrong, and he dared not give Xiao Fan too much time. Xiao Fan's growth was so fast that he felt fear.

As he swung his sword, the dark sky became even more pitch black. The only light left was sucked into it, and the air was evacuated, turning into a vacuum zone.

Xiao Fan's eyes were briefly blinded, and the soul power he released was also shattered by an invisible force.

"The third style, heaven and earth Xiao kill!"

However, Xiao Fan didn't have the slightest fear, and the Shura sword in his hand danced lightly, and the sea of ​​sword energy suddenly rose up and swept away in all directions.

Countless substantive sword auras slowly emerged, condensed into a white sword glow, looking from a distance, it was like billions of sword auras blooming from Xiao Fan.

The world became clear again, and the dark sword energy continued to shatter, colliding with the white sword energy.

The white sword aura burst into pieces, but it did not disappear. Instead, it turned into countless tiny sword auras that bypassed the black sword aura, and then condensed together, furiously and impermanently.

Similarly, amidst the white sword aura, a huge black lion whistling out, coming straight towards Xiao Fan.

Bo Bo~

The ripples of sword air exploded one after another, and the void began to annihilate, and the mountain below was lifted directly, the earth and rocks were everywhere, and the dust was filled, covering the entire sky.

After a few breaths, the world finally calmed down, the white sword aura and the black sword aura disappeared. Through the dim light, one could vaguely see the two figures volleyed into the air.

"Who are you?" Bai Wuchang said, his eyes fixed on Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan slowly took off the black mask on his face, revealing a pale face, and faintly uttered two words: "Xiao Fan."

"Xiao Fan? It's you!" Bai Wuchang looked surprised. Obviously, he had also heard of Xiao Fan's name.

After saying this, Bai Wuchang's eyebrows suddenly split, a burst of blood shot out, the sword in his hand fell, and his body fell toward the ground.

Click!

The ghost sword shattered, turning into a pile of scrap iron and falling into the void.

Puff puff! At the same time, sharp sword qi bursts out of Bai Wuchang's body, tearing his body into pieces, turning into a rain of blood and spilling into the void.

"Cough cough~" Xiao Fan coughed up blood in his mouth, his body a little weak.

Bai Wuchang's strength is qualified to know his name. This is a respectable opponent.

If it weren't for Hei Wuchang's death in his hands, Bai Wuchang and him could only become enemies, and Xiao Fan would not want to kill him.

"The fast sword intent is really terrible." Xiao Fan smiled miserably, his chest was pierced by a sword, and blood was gushing out. If it weren't for that sword was slightly off, he would have died.

Seeing the white impermanence turned into blood mist, Xiao Fan's last ray of will slowly disappeared, and a heart-piercing pain struck his mind.

The whole body softened and fell straight towards the ground.