Chapter 260, the overall situation is set

"Dying under your own swordsmanship, you can look down."

Xiao Fan's expression became cold, and Xueyue's thirteenth sword slammed down angrily, and the bright Xueyue enlarged in Xueyulong's pupils.

"Do not!"

Xue Yulong roared, but that round of Xueyue instantly swallowed him completely, and his voice was completely drowned out by the loud sound.

A gully a few meters deep spread from Xiao Fan's feet, rushing twenty to thirty meters before stopping, the void, earth and rocks were everywhere, and the dust was full.

The next moment, the surroundings were completely silent, silent.

The crowd was dumbfounded, gulping saliva, enough to stuff a duck egg in their mouth, their minds still stayed in the scene just now.

With one sword, Xue Yulong is dead!

The most shocking thing is that, as Xiao Fan said, Xue Yulong still died under his own swordsmanship. How sad it is!

Swords are not as good as humans, thinking that others are secretly learning.

After a long time, the crowd came to their senses, remembering what Xiao Fan had said before.

is it hard?

With only three words, it can be seen that Xiao Fan's disregard for Xue Yulong. Xiao Fan has never regarded Xue Yulong as an opponent. Sadly, Xue Yulong is still self-righteous, thinking that Lao Tzu is number one in the world!

The faces of Xue Wuxiu and others were ugly to the extreme, and they also believed that Xueyue's thirteen swords were learned by Xiao Fan himself during the battle.

Fortunately, they thought that Xueyue's Thirteen Swords were an undisclosed secret, but Xiao Fan had realized it now.

Xiao Fan slowly put away the Shura sword and looked at the blood stains on the ground faintly, his cold eyes turned to the four warlords opposite Fatty and Yingfeng!

The four of them felt as if they were being stared at by a poisonous snake, and they shuddered unexpectedly.

"call!"

In an instant, a ghostly figure rushed into the battlefield of several people, and then, a series of sword lights flashed by, the sword power was amazing, and blood splashed in the void.

"Ah!" With a scream, one of the mid-War King realm experts was beheaded by Xiao Fan with a single sword. The blood stained the ground, and the other three war king experts retreated quickly.

boom!

At this moment, Fatty and Yingfeng instantly rushed to the two of them, and Zhan Tianji directly chopped one of them into meat sauce, and the death sickle also cut one's throat.

The remaining one ran away. Although he was at the late stage of the Battle King Stage cultivation base, at this moment, he had no intention of fighting, and the three of Xiao Fan were too terrible.

"Don't you think it's too late to run at this time?" Xiao Fan's eyes were cold, he didn't plan to let the people of Xueyue Imperial City go.

Only when they are terrified will Dayan be truly jealous, otherwise, if they missed today, Xueyue Dynasty would not be able to let Dayan go.

Stepping on the vertical ladder, Xiao Fan's speed reached the extreme, and the Shura sword slowly swung out, another move in the snow.

With a chuckle, the strong man in the late fourth battle king was divided into two, the blood rain swayed, and the internal organs fell to the ground.

On the distant mountain peak, the **** enchantment saw this scene, the shocked expression on his face could not be calm for a long time, and he said in his heart: "Sure enough, he is the Lord of the Asura Palace. Vegetables cut melons."

The enchanting blood asked himself to kill countless people, but was also shocked by Xiao Fan's aura at the moment, and his heart became more determined. Before Xiao Fan grew up, in any case, even if he sacrificed his own life, he would protect Xiao Fan from harm.

However, at this moment Xiao Fan still had no tendency to stop. He was murderous, and his goal turned to the Xueyue King who fought with the Eighth War King of the Sword Dynasty.

When Xiao Fan appeared on the high-altitude battlefield, the Eight Great Sword Dynasty Souls couldn't help shivering. Fortunately, Xiao Fan's target was not them, but the eight people opposite.

"kill!"

The fat man yelled and rushed into the battlefield without hesitation. Now that he finally had the chance to comeback, how could he miss it.

Naturally, Yingfeng was unwilling to fall behind, holding the death sickle, and began to harvest the lives of the soldiers of the Xueyue Dynasty.

"Stop!" Xue roared endlessly, wishing to smash Xiao Fan's body into pieces. It's a pity that Uncle Fu would give him a chance to entangle him tightly and couldn't get out of it.

"Kill!" On the mountain peak, the blood enchanted and waved his arm, dozens of people behind him flashed and disappeared in place. They are all battle-skilled killers in the battle sect realm. Naturally, they are more than enough to deal with some monks below the battle sect realm. .

The blood was splashing, the screams were roaring, and with the addition of the Xuelou Assassin, Soldier Xueyue fell completely, and this place was completely a region of Shura.

The smell of blood permeated the air, making Xueyue soldiers extremely desperate, but for Dayan soldiers, it was a catalyst for their blood boiling.

哐~~

The city gate opened, and the sound of neat footsteps came. Thousands of Dayan soldiers came on the field, shouting and screaming, and the brilliant combat skills completely flooded the battlefield.

No one had imagined that Xueyue's attack on Dayan would be the result.

Even if Xueyue left at this moment, her vitality was bound to be severely injured, and the cultivators of the Battle King stage suffered heavy casualties, and it was impossible to recover vitality within decades.

Xue Xue kept coughing up blood and his face was flushed. The more worried he was, the more weaknesses he exposed, and Fu Bo completely pressed him and beat him.

Similarly, the other four war emperors were not much better, covered in blood, and two of them were shaking.

Finally, under the fatal blow of Xuelou Qigu, one of the battle emperors fell and was buried here.

"How could it?" Xue Yue kept flying wildly, couldn't believe all this, is Xueyue really going to lose?

After a war emperor died, Qi Gu naturally took the shot. With five to five, Fu Bo and the others still had the upper hand. Now, with five to four, the situation is very clear.

"Old ghost Xue, it seems you are wrong. You can't kill Dayan, and you can't get rid of the Shenfeng Academy." Fubo smiled faintly, and slapped Xue's chest with a palm, shattering his internal organs. .

puff!

Almost at the same time, a blood beam pierced his chest from the back of his heart. At some unknown time, Qi Gu appeared behind him and gave him a fatal blow.

"Haha, I hate it!" Xue constantly looked up to the sky and howled, her cold eyes staring at Xiao Fan in the distance. Unfortunately, Fu Bo would never give him a chance.

Two bright lights flickered, cutting off Xue's endless arm, blood spewed out, and Xue's endlessly planted to the ground.

Almost at the same time, another Xue family war emperor was also killed by Guo Shichen, and the remaining two were surrounded by Guo Shichen's five people, and their eyes were full of panic.

"stop!"

At this moment, a stream of light flew from the sky, and above the void, two figures appeared, it was Prince Ren Xue Nantian and Xue Yuxuan.

Xue Yuxuan suddenly bowed to Xiao Fan, took a deep breath and looked at Xiao Fan, and cried, "Brother Xiao!"

Xue Yuxuan knew that only Xiao Fan could end this war, and these people would only appear here because of Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan took a deep breath, and finally nodded and said, "Everyone stop."

The sound was not loud, but it resounded like a blast of thunder, and everyone stopped, their eyes falling on Xiao Fan.

"Thank you Brother Xiao." Xue Yuxuan looked at Xiao Fan gratefully, and then bowed to all the monks around him: "Thank you for stopping, Xue Yuxuan thank you very much here."

The people living in the Xueyue Dynasty sighed lightly. Fortunately, Xue Yuxuan and Xue Nantian arrived in time, otherwise they would have to stay here.

"Xiao Fan!" At this moment, in the ruins, a roar sounded, and a **** figure stood up swayingly, looking at Xiao Fan with a grim face.