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For so many years, no one has dared to slaughter in the God of War Temple Tianshen Peak, this is simply an act of seeking death.

"I'll kill you!"

Zhan Huangtian finally couldn't help it, his expression indifferent, and a sword struck towards Xiao Fan.

He has fought against Xiao Fan, and the peak of the ordinary battle sacred realm may not be their opponent. How can these people in the middle and late stages of the battle sacred realm have beaten Xiao Fan?

"You don't have to do it early." Xiao Fan smiled indifferently. In the face of Emperor Zhan Tian, ??he still didn't dare to underestimate the enemy. Not to mention that he was a blessed person. His strength alone deserves Xiao Fan's care.

Before he could do anything, a terrible power came surging like a river. In front of this power, Xiao Fan trembled all over, his body seemed to be unwilling, and he almost knelt down.

"What kind of realm is this?" Xiao Fan was startled. From this momentum, Xiao Fan felt the majesty of the dragon and captured another kind of supreme aura.

Xiao Fan guessed that the realm of the Heavenly Comprehension of the Emperor of War was most likely related to his battle spirit.

In the next moment, Xiao Fan's dragon blood flowed up, like a real dragon roaring in his body, soaring to the sky, and instantly resisting the power of the Emperor of War.

Rumble!

The domain powers of the two collided together, and the monks around them couldn't get close to them at all for a time. Someone coughed up blood because of the imposing impact of the two, and the internal organs began to churn.

"Even blocked?" In the distance, Qi Xiao looked at Xiao Fan in surprise. He knew very well the strength of Emperor Zhan Huangtian, even if he was not an opponent of Emperor Zhan Huangtian, Xiao Fan was able to block the offensive of Emperor Zhan Huangtian. Explain that he is not as good as him?

The complexions of the other people in the War God Temple were not much better. They still wanted to rush to kill Xiao Fan. However, Xiao Fan's strength was not an opponent, so how could they kill Xiao Fan?

"Oh, if you only have this kind of power, then you can go to death!" Zhan Huangtian sneered, his momentum suddenly rose, and then suddenly disappeared in place.

A sword rainbow swept across the void, and the sword aura was dazzling, like a blazing sun blooming in the void, looking from a distance, like a divine sword from outside the sky falling from the nine heavens.

Rather than being a divine sword, it is actually more like a stegosaurus, with the dazzling light all over the body.

"Da Ri Tianlong Slash!"

With a soft drink from Zhan Huangtian, the overbearing divine sword whizzed down, and the sword light that was dozens of feet long exudes an unmatched power.

"This is the power of the profound meaning?"

"No, it's just a battle skill of the gods, but this sword is absolutely invincible under the **** of war!"

The pupils of the crowd trembled violently, feeling the power of the sword in horror, and then quickly fled towards the surroundings. If they did not run at this moment, they would definitely harm the pond fish.

That was a god-level combat skill. Even if it did not contain the power of the profound meaning, it had already touched the edge of the profound meaning, otherwise it would be impossible to use this sword.

"God-rank combat skills?" Xiao Fan raised his head to feel the high altitude, his scalp almost exploded, the sword light has not fallen, but the unmatched aura has already suppressed his body a little.

This feeling is like carrying a vast magic mountain on his back, which is extremely difficult.

"Three Types of Slaughter God!"

Seeing that the dragon-shaped sword aura was about to fall, Xiao Fan finally moved. The dragon's blood boiled, and he instantly mobilized ten drops of Asura's divine power, and his momentum skyrocketed again.

The three styles of Slaughter Gods were originally the evolution of the seven styles of God-level combat skills. Although it was a remnant formula, Xiao Fan was confident that this blow against the Emperor of War was enough.

I saw a blood-colored sword rainbow, tearing the void, like a fierce beast with its mouth wide open, trying to swallow the dragon-shaped sword energy.

"The worm shakes the tree." Zhan Huangtian's eyes were full of disdain, because Xiao Fan didn't feel any terrible power with this sword, it was just a sword rainbow.

God-level combat skills, how can a sword rainbow be able to resist?

However, in just an instant, Zhan Huangtian's expression was frozen, and Xiao Fan's Jianhong directly tore the dragon-shaped sword aura. From a distance, it was as if Xiao Fan had killed a dragon with a single sword.

The dragon-shaped sword aura exploded and turned into countless storms of sword aura sweeping in all directions. Xiao Fan stood motionless there, letting the sword aura tear.

After a closer look, he could see that a faint light appeared around him, blocking the countless sword auras, and couldn't get close to him at all.

"You don't seem to be a big tree, but a piece of thin paper. Even if it's a worm, you can easily tear you apart." Xiao Fan smiled indifferently, closing his eyes tightly, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

Zhan Huangtian's face was extremely gloomy, his self-righteous sword just now, in front of Xiao Fan, what is it not thin paper?

"Hmph, this is just the beginning." Zhan Huangtian roared, and then cut out several swords one after another, each sword is not weaker than the one just now, and one sword is stronger than the other!

Obviously, the battle emperor is really moving, but he still hasn't used his full strength, his battle spirit has not been displayed yet, in his eyes, Xiao Fan is not worthy of his full strength.

Xiao Fan's expression remained calm as he moved the ghost war soul, and his spiritual sense was instantly powerful to a terrifying level.

Without eyes, Xiao Fan can only sense his opponent with his spirit power and spiritual sense, but now, Xiao Fan has no advantage.

And when he mobilized the ghost war soul, Xiao Fan's heart moved in vain, and he looked up at the depths of the Heavenly God Peak Yun, he felt as if something was calling him there.

However, Xiao Fan quickly came back to his senses, and every strike from Emperor Zhan Huangtian was extremely terrifying. He stepped on his sword steps and quickly shuttled through the void.

Until now, Xiao Fan finally realized the benefits of sealing other powers before. At this moment, even without eyes, he can fight with ease.

The feeling of every inch of the void is very clear, and everything seems to be imprinted in his mind. This is called combat experience, and it takes a long time to accumulate.

"I finally understand why the teacher, an eighth-rank war soul, can break through the peak of the battle saint." Xiao Fan thought a little in his heart, and was full of gratitude to the drunk man and Bei Lao.

"What are you still trying to do? Kill him together!" Seeing Xiao Fan easily escaped from his combat skills, Zhan Huangtian suddenly became angry.

"All the cultivators of the late stage of the Battle Saint Realm, go together!" Qi Xiao shouted angrily in the distance, but he himself stood still, motionless.

"Kill!" There was a loud explosion, and the cultivators of the Temple of War appeared instantly, and many of them were the older generation cultivators who had returned from the Tribulation of the Gods. These people were all at the peak of the Battle Saint Realm.

Xiao Fan's spirit power glanced briefly, and his expression became cold. "Thirty-three late battle sacred realm, ten battle sacred realm peaks, and three ninth-tier peak fierce beasts? You really can see me."

"Now I finally know that I'm afraid? It's a pity that it's too late, you decide yourself!" Zhan Huangtian looked down at Xiao Fan from a high altitude, as if looking at an ant.

"Is there more than people?" Xiao Fan was indifferent, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he waved his hand, flashing rays of light, and instantly appeared beside Xiao Fan.