Supreme Killer

The fifth and fourth chapters of that sword...

"Bei Chenfeng, are you going to stop me?" Ning Wusheng recognized the figure at a glance, his eyes condensed slightly, as if he didn't want to offend Bei Chenfeng.

"Hinder you? I'm saving you." Bei Chenfeng shook his head and smiled, his face was filled with a beating smile. In such a depressing occasion, he could smile.

"Save me? You mean Xiao Fan could kill me? Kill my Ning family? Haha, it's really ridiculous!" Ning Wusheng seemed to have heard the biggest joke.

Bei Chenfeng smiled and said, "Perhaps it is really possible."

"Huh?" Ning Wusheng's laughter suddenly came, "Do you think that Xiao Fan, the Emperor of the Battle Emperor Realm, can save him or not? He will come if there is a seed today, I see if he can save Xiao Fan!"

"kill him!"

Ning Wusheng didn't take Bei Chenfeng's words in his heart at all, and with a wave of probing hands, hundreds of people behind him stepped into the air and killed Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan frowned. He didn't know what Bei Chenfeng meant, but he didn't really care about anyone else except for the peaks of the Battle Emperor Realm.

"You don't need to take action, just grab the formation for me." Xiao Fan grinned, leaving a word, and then stepped into the air and rushed directly to the hundreds of powerful warlords in the Ning family.

The Fatty looked at each other, but in the end they didn't make a move, because they all believed in Xiao Fan's strength. As long as they were not at the peak of the Battle Emperor Realm, Xiao Fan would never be in danger.

"It's really a group of people looking for death, hey, the Ning family is over." Bei Chenfeng sighed, and shook his head helplessly, as if sighing for the Ning family.

This made the people present not know why Xiao Fan was not weak, and there was also a Master of War Emperor Realm, but even this might not be able to win the Ning Family.

Even the Fire Emperor was stunned. Although Xiao Fan was Bei Lao's apprentice, in his impression, Bei Lao seldom made killings, so he probably wouldn't want to take action because of Xiao Fan.

"kill!"

At this moment, a shocking roar suddenly came from a distance, and the violent combat technique fluctuations filled the surroundings. Even if they were hundreds of feet apart, they could clearly feel the terrifying power.

Hundreds of battle emperor realms, how big this is, it may not be possible to see it once in decades. If it weren't for Ning Chuan's death, the Ning family would definitely not dispatch so many powerful people.

This is the foundation of a large family, and it is not comparable to an ordinary family.

"Do you think it's useful to have more people? A bunch of garbage!"

Xiao Fan looked disdainful and rushed into the Ning family powerhouse by stepping on the meteor step. At the tip of his fingers, his soul power was condensed into a soul power dagger, wherever he went, blood shot.

His movements were very light, elegant and free and easy, as if he was not killing people, but dancing swords. However, where Xiao Fan passed, there were only corpses left behind.

This scene stunned the cultivators around him. This guy is really getting more and more mad. Now he is unwilling to even use the sword. Is he really so powerful?

"He must have understood before that, without using a sword, it is comparable to a sword and better than a sword." Lou Aotian took a deep breath, and Chu Qingkuan on the side agreed.

Even if Chu Qingkang had now broken through to the peak of the Battle Emperor, he found that he couldn't see Xiao Fan a bit, and even, in Xiao Fan, he still felt a sense of danger.

Is Xiao Fan really so powerful? Chu Qingkuan didn't believe it in his heart, but his intuition never missed it.

"Aren't you good at swords? You can't even draw swords?" In the distance, Ning Wusheng wanted to kill Xiao Fan, but Xiao Fan ignored him, making him extremely unhappy.

The voice was not loud, but Xiao Fan could hear him clearly, and smiled indifferently: "You are not qualified to let me draw a sword because of your Ning family garbage!"

"Now you can be arrogant, and see how you die later." Ning Wusheng grinned, and then gave the two old men next to him a look.

The two nodded and disappeared suddenly, and when they reappeared, they were already on top of Xiao Fan's head.

"Buzzing~"

Countless sword qi swept down from the sky, and instantly submerged Xiao Fan in it. The people of the Ning family seemed to have been prepared and retreated one after another.

"The peak of the Battle Emperor Realm?" Xiao Fan seemed to have known that the Ning family would play this trick.

He stepped on the ground, not retreating but advancing, shooting toward the sky, like a shining meteor, cracks appeared on the ground, spreading toward the surroundings, you can imagine Xiao Fan just now. The feet are terrible.

"Really looking for death!" The two peaks of the battle emperor realm looked at Xiao Fan rushing with disdain. The sword rain on the two of them became denser and the crowd could no longer see Xiao Fan.

"Is it the sword of rain?" In the sword rain, Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, Xiao Fan's aura around him changed drastically, completely different from what he had just now, and the billowing aura of killing exploded from him.

If you say that he was aloof just now, not stained with dust, but now, he is **** like a devil, with unlimited killing intent.

In Xiao Fan's eyes, it seemed that what he was facing was no longer the two peak powers of the Battle Emperor Realm, but two grassroots.

The eyes seemed to close together, as if they opened or opened, and the upright and loose posture went up against the sky, the endless sword rain couldn't get close to him at all.

He is like carrying a boundless murderous intent, rushing out violently, like a dragon going out to sea, fierce and boundless.

Moan!

The sound of a long sword being unsheathed sounded, the sound was very sharp and ear-piercing. At this moment, Xiao Fan seemed to disappear, submerged in the endless sword rain.

"Dead?" The crowd was horrified, and Xiao Fan's figure suddenly disappeared. Apart from being torn to pieces by that sword rain, there would be no other results.

"No, look at the top of those two people." Another screamed, the crowd's eyes suddenly falling above the sky.

There, standing a figure in black, hunting in black, long hair fluttering in the wind, in his hand, holding a long sword, but at this moment, the long sword is almost in its sheath.

Cang!

With the sound of the long sword being sheathed, something strange happened suddenly, and the countless sword rain below suddenly disappeared. At the same time, the two peak warriors of the Ning family suddenly shot away from the middle, and their bodies were all Divided into two.

"It's not that Xiao Fan is dead! It's that Ning Family's peak powerhouse in the Battle Emperor Stage is dead?"

"Does anyone see how Xiao Fan made the sword just now? I only heard the sound of a sword. No, it was precisely the sound of the sword being unsheathed and sheathed, and the two of them died!"

"It's a terrible sword, an invisible sword. With this sword, maybe you can kill the Emperor Fenghuang! Xiao Fan is really a pervert. You can also fight in the battle emperor realm."

The crowd was all stunned by Xiao Fan's sword just now. One sword smashed the two peaks of the Battle Emperor Realm, and both speed and attack definitely reached a terrifying level.

Strangely, not many of the people present could clearly see how Xiao Fan shot, and no one could describe the sword just now.

The scene was deadly silent, and it was chilly, and even the monks' shortness of breath could be heard clearly.

"Sword of Killing." Xiao Fan muttered to himself, and his cold eyes looked at the Ning family below again, without any emotion.