The first and second chapters of the killing

"dead!"

With a sword out, the head fell, and a terrifying murderous aura erupted from Xiao Fan, and the Shura sword became more sharp and fierce.

"The third child, summon the battle soul, so many, if you don't get killed, you will also be rubbed to death!" Ling Feng came to Xiao Fan and shouted.

Xiao Fan frowned and summoned the battle spirit. Although the combat power could be doubled, the consumption of spirit power would also increase. Here, if the spirit power cannot be supplemented, what?

"Wait!" Xiao Fan suddenly seemed to think of something, and when his mind moved, suddenly there was an exquisite and clear gem in his hand.

"Soul crystal?" Ling Feng's eyes lit up.

Xiao Fan also laughed. This level of space was really different from the previous five levels. This sixth level did not enter a certain kind of illusion, but entered a real space.

As long as the soul crystals can be taken out, sufficient soul power can be refilled in time, so that the chance of passing the trial of killing the gods will be greater.

Just a word from Ling Feng, like a basin of cold water, extinguished Xiao Fan's excitement.

"Since this is not an illusion, that is to say, we are very likely to be killed." Ling Feng is not as optimistic as Xiao Fan. How can hundreds of thousands of enemies be able to withstand them with a few of them?

"Kill as many as you can! Even if you die, you have to do more!" Xiao Fan took a deep breath, the murderous intent bloomed, but in his heart he greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestors who made this trial of killing gods. A hundred times.

It is still understandable to build a heart-refining tower. After all, this is useful to many cultivators, but this trial of killing the gods is too **** and too difficult.

When ordinary people see such a scene, wherever they dare to fight, they can be regarded as a character if they can't escape.

"Blood kill!" Xiao Fan summoned the ghost war soul, and the spirits of the surrounding world rolled, and the first sword of the Asura Three Swords swung out angrily, and a **** horse of several feet long swept one side.

Those monsters were all cut off, and the blood was crazily absorbed by the Shura sword.

Xiao Fan's sweat rolled off his forehead. Although his **** combat skills were strong, one move was enough to kill dozens of enemies, but it was extremely costly to him.

You have killed dozens, hundreds, how can you kill thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands!

"I can't control that much." Xiao Fan scanned the surroundings. There were **** monsters everywhere, making people feel chilling, and almost confining him, there was no way out.

"Boss, you are optimistic about the little witch and second child." Xiao Fan left a sentence and moved forward bravely with a sword in his hand.

On the surface of his body, the golden flames roared, mixed with blood, and looked extremely frightening. At this moment, Xiao Fan was like a peerless killer.

The first sword of the Shura Three Swords, "Blood Kill", is frequently used. The more blood this sword absorbs, the stronger the killing intent and the greater the power.

The corpse monster that died in Xiao Fan's hands didn't know where it was, and the corpse paved a long corpse road along the way.

"Roar!" Xiao Jin screamed excitedly when he saw Xiao Fan. At this moment, it was not much better. Although there were no war-sect realm powerhouses among these corpse monsters, there were too many to kill them. Can't kill!

"Blood kill!"

With a loud shout, a blood-colored Tianhe river of tens of meters rose into the sky, and hundreds of monsters exploded to pieces, once again turned into blood mist, filled the air, and was absorbed by the Shura sword after breathing.

Xiao Fan shot, dazzling, appeared beside Xiao Jin, facing the surrounding monsters with Xiao Jin.

"Ah!" The scream of the little witch came. In the direction she was, countless silver canes rushed in all directions, like giant snakes dancing.

When she killed the monsters, the monsters continued to inflict severe damage on her, and it was not a small burden for her to display the battle spirit for a long time.

Xiao Fan's expression was extremely anxious, his eyes scanned the surroundings, and suddenly he froze on a huge rock in the middle of the valley.

"Quickly, move closer to the stone, and use offense as defense!" Xiao Fan yelled anxiously, holding the soul crystal in one hand and the Shura sword in the other, killing him with blood.

After half a cup of tea, Xiao Fan finally rushed to the place where the stone was. He and Xiao Jin stood up and climbed onto the boulder. Monsters surrounded the boulder.

At this moment, Xiao Fan's face was pale, even if the ghost war soul absorbs soul crystals very quickly, he can't make ends meet, and it will be a matter of time before he loses his strength!

Xiao Jin was not much better. Although it had broken through to Tier 5, don't forget that he had already killed several hours before Xiao Fan and the others entered.

"Smelly hooligan, we can't hold on anymore!" The little witch's anxious voice sounded, and the three of them approached the boulder while fighting, but the three of them were not very lucky, and they encountered a dozen or so monsters at the peak of the battle. The three of them were obviously entangled, covered in blood, and could fall down at any time.

"Xiao Jin, you guard the boulder, I will go back!" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, Xiao Jingang wanted to stop, but Xiao Fan had already jumped into the center of the corpse monster again.

"Blood kill!" With another sword, hundreds of corpse monsters died, Xiao Fan's footsteps were already a little shaky, and he was unstable in battle, as if he was about to fall at any time.

Suddenly, a passage appeared between the three little witches and Xiao Fan.

"The third child! You?" Ling Feng and the three quickly ran to Xiao Fan, almost startled when they saw Xiao Fan's appearance.

"Don't leave soon!" Xiao Fan said a word as if he had exhausted his last bit of strength, but before he was more murderous.

Before he entered the valley for a stick of incense, the corpse monster that died in his hands was already unknown!

"Go!" Ling Feng didn't dare to hesitate at all.

The fat man hurriedly followed, but the little witch hesitated and didn't want to leave Xiao Fan.

"Miss, it's going to die if you don't leave! Go ahead, what are you doing here?" Xiao Fan glared at the little witch. This is not a joke, but a desperate effort.

"Smelly hooligan, be careful!" Suddenly, the little witch screamed, and a flash appeared behind Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan only felt a hot blood spill on his face.

Xiao Fan trembled all over, his pupils shrank violently, he turned around abruptly, slashed out in anger, and took the little witch in his arms.

There was a **** claw mark on the little witch's abdomen, and the blood was gurgling, and the little witch's breathing was a little slow, as if she was about to die at any time.

"Ah~" Xiao Fan looked up to the sky and screamed, and a murderous aura burst out from him, like a sharp sword whistling in substance, and the icy chill swept away from him.

The long hair dances wildly, and the blood-stained robe agitates, like a **** of death!

Ling Feng and Fatty who were close together couldn't help but shudder. The two looked at Xiao Fan in horror, and they found that they had always underestimated Xiao Fan.

The leap challenge is not his true strength, Xiao Fan at this moment is the most terrifying!

"Killing momentum! Murderous aura is condensed into momentum!" Ling Feng's pupils shrank, eyes full of incredible colors, looking at Xiao Fan like a monster.

In general, only the strong in the Battle Sect realm can comprehend it. Not to mention that Xiao Fan has understood the fist and sword momentum in the Battle Master realm, but now he has even realized the killing potential!

Moreover, killing power is not comparable to sword power and fist power. The latter two are manifested in force, using aura to oppress opponents, while killing power is a real deterrent and a fear from the depths of the soul!

"Ling Feng, Fatty, protect him for me!" Xiao Fan handed the little witch to the two of them, and then stared at the Quartet with a grin, and said coldly: "You all have to die!"