Supreme Killer

The fifth and seventh chapters of the powerful Nangong Tianyi

Xiao Fan killed hundreds of soul-carved beasts alone, which greatly increased the confidence of those who had never surrendered to Nangong Tianyi, and many people had already become excited.

On the contrary, those who surrendered all showed fear. Xiao Fan was notoriously fierce. What if Nangong Tianyi wanted them to deal with Xiao Fan?

Will it be a shot at that time, or continue to be a spectator?

They didn't have the guts to deal with Xiao Fan, but in the same way, these soul carving beasts were also extremely terrifying.

This is the sorrow of the weak, whose destiny can only be dictated by others.

After killing more than a hundred soul-carved beasts, Xiao Fan still did not stop, he had already rushed into the ancient city, and his goal was to guide Gong Tianyi.

In Xiao Fan's body, the golden light of the soul-devouring blood silkworm blood flourished, swallowing more than a hundred seventh-order soul crystals, and its strength reached a peak, as if it was about to change.

The current Soul Devouring Blood Silkworm is already the pinnacle of Tier 7, if it breaks again, wouldn’t it be Tier 8?

Xiao Fan was slightly happy, the seventh-order soul-devouring bloodworm was already so terrible, once it broke through the eighth, wouldn't it?

"Unfortunately, the strength of the Soul Devouring Blood Silkworm itself is not very good. It can only rely on a sneak attack, taking advantage of the monks' unpreparedness, otherwise, it would be easy to kill Nangong Tianyi." Xiao Fan said in his heart.

Nothing is perfect in all things in the world, and the Soul Devouring Blood Silkworm is no exception. Although it can swallow any soul power, its strength is not that great, but it is more powerful than the Blood Fiend Gu.

Xiao Fan went all the way, and Xiao Fan never let go of any soul carving beast that dared to block his footsteps. Seeing that the distance to Nangong Tianyi was getting closer and closer, the crowd became nervous.

"Does Xiao Fan really want to challenge the emperor to fail? Although his strength is good, the emperor also broke through to the battle emperor realm two years ago."

"I don't know, this Xiao Fan is very strange. I heard that since breaking through the Battle King Realm, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has broken through to the Battle King Realm in just a few months."

"Even in the battle emperor realm, it is impossible to be the opponent of the emperor son. The emperor son is at least in the middle of the emperor, or even in the later period of the emperor. In the same generation, Chu frivolous may be compared with him."

The crowd talked a lot, their voices were very small, for fear of being heard by Nangong Tianyi, their eyes were full of expectations.

One is the first place in the battle spirit academy, and the first person of the same age. No one knows his true details.

The other is a rising star. In just a few months, he is known as the capital of Zhendi. The two clash, which is stronger and weaker?

"Xiao Fan, are you so eager to die?" Nangong Tianyi finally spoke, and if he didn't stand up, these soul-carved beasts would be killed by Xiao Fan sooner or later.

He was still thinking about bringing these soul-carved beasts out of the ancient secrets, and forming a large army at that time would definitely be able to sweep all dynasties and dynasties.

It would be a pity if Xiao Fan were all killed here.

However, Xiao Fan didn't bother to pay any attention to it, and continued to slaughter the soul-carved beasts. Xiao Fan didn't think it was a pity. The soul crystals in those soul-carved beasts were the best tonic for the soul-devouring blood silkworm.

"You're looking for death!" Ignored by Xiao Fan, Nangong Tianyi was furious, stepping on the flood-like soul-carved beast and swooping down to kill Xiao Fan.

The pupils of the crowd shrank, and Qi Qi looked towards the sky. They were very much looking forward to the battle between Xiao Fan and Nangong Xiaoxiao.

"Xiao Ming, go!" Yingfeng and Guan Xiaoqi jumped off Xiao Ming's back. Here, Xiao Fan could not fly and his movements were greatly restricted.

And Nangong Xiaoxiao has a soul-carved beast, if he doesn't land, Xiao Fan can't even touch him.

Xiao Ming let out a sharp scream, and the time of two breaths fell under Xiao Fan's feet, leading Xiao Fan straight to Nangong Xiaoxiao.

"Lion King Domineering!"

Nangong Tianyi snorted coldly, and the violent aura bloomed from him, he leaped high from the feet of the soul-carved beast, and the whole person was bursting with golden flames.

Between his fists, there was a faint golden flame burning, and the sound of sonic boom continued to be heard.

Looking from a distance, people felt a meteorite falling from the sky, overwhelming the world.

"So strong." The pupils of the crowd shrank slightly, and their hearts trembled. In the past few years, no one has seen the true strength of Nangong Tianyi, and even many people have seen Nangong Tianyi take action for the first time.

The huge wind made Xiao Fan's face a little distorted, and the majestic fist intent, even if it was hundreds of meters away, shook his internal organs.

"The blood of the setting sun!"

Xiao Fan didn't dare to hold big, and directly used the fifth form of self-realization combat skills.

If it was someone else, he would definitely greet him with his fist, but Nangong Tianyi made him extremely disturbed, and he couldn't even see the true strength of Nangong Tianyi.

With a round of blood-colored setting sun blooming in the void, a meaning of destruction and killing surged out, and the terrifying sword aura crossed the void, revealing a sense of peerless sharpness.

Immediately afterwards, the blood-colored setting sun changed, like a round of flying blades rapidly spinning forward, as if to cut Nangong Tianyi in half.

"Heh!" Nangong Tianyi looked disdainful. He didn't retreat but moved forward. Between his fists, he suddenly condensed into a golden lion head. The lion head opened his **** mouth and rushed down angrily.

"Boom!"

The void trembled abruptly, the violent sword aura, the fist wind flickered in the void, and the terrible spirit power fluctuations swept across the square.

"This?" The pupils of the crowd suddenly shrank and looked at the sky in horror.

I saw that huge lion head actually ignored the cutting of sword aura, suppressed like a Mo Yue, and wiped out Xiao Fan's sword.

Moreover, that fist-gang's momentum did not diminish, and he swooped down to kill Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan mobilized all his strength, and all his soul power was condensed between his fists. Since the sword aura can't help you, then use his body to fight.

"Meteor shakes the sky!"

Xiao Fan roared with all his strength, golden soul power flashing between his fists, Xiao Fan struck hard under his feet, and stepped on the streamer to pick the stars, turning into a flash of light against the sky.

The huge recoil force drove Xiao Ming flying, one can imagine how terrifying Xiao Fan's blow was.

"Meteor Shaking Fist, the youngest has actually learned it? Didn't I just show him it?" In the distance, the fat man looked at Xiao Fan in horror. This Meteor Shaking Fist was an accident when he was hunting in the autumn of Yancheng. Ninth rank combat skill obtained through the Trial of Killing God.

It's just that this combat technique is not complete. All the fat guys have only practiced the first three moves, and Xiao Fan, after only a glance, is the third move.

"boom!"

The two flashes finally collided, one was a meteorite descending from the sky, the other was a meteor shaking the sky, the terrifying coercion exuded by the two of them was enough to kill the ordinary warlord monks, and one can imagine the horror of the two.

Above the sky, the golden light was like a shining sun, completely submerging the two of them. For a moment, no one knew what had happened.

After a few breaths, a black streamer rushed out of the golden light and hit the ground heavily, splashing countless dust.

At the same time, the golden light slowly disappeared, finally revealing the high-altitude figure.

"Xiao Fan lost?" The crowd was terrified. The voice from high above, besides Nangong Tianyi, who else could there be?

For a long time, Xiao Fan was a miracle, but he finally lost today, in the hands of Nangong Tianyi!

Xiao Fan is already so terrible, Nangong Tianyi can fly Xiao Fan with one punch, so how terrible is his strength?

Thinking of this, the crowd looked towards the ancient city, wondering whether Xiao Fan was alive or dead.