Chapter 421 menacing

boom!

There was a big collision in the air, and the sword aura and murderous aura trembled together. Xiao Fan slapped his hands on the ground, turned a tumble in the void, and instantly appeared ten meters away.

"Hidden?" A playful voice sounded, and a young man appeared in the place where Xiao Fan was before.

"It's you again?" Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes and recognized the person at a glance. This person was Ning Zhe who had fought with him before, the deputy leader of the Wang Dao League.

On that day, fighting with Qin Dao, Xiao Fan was seriously injured. Ning Zhe brought people from the Wang Dao League to kill him. If it hadn't been for Lou Aotian, Xiao Fan would have died.

"Xiao Fan, doing evil in heaven is still alive, and doing evil by yourself cannot live. Today, eight alliances such as the Imperial League, the Wangdao League, and the Tianxia League come to take your head." Ning Zhe smiled indifferently.

Xiao Fan raised his head and looked behind Ning Zhe. Wherever there were fifty or sixty people standing, the aura radiating from each of them was not weaker than the peak of the King of War, and even the aura of several people made Xiao Fan feel a slight threat.

"War Emperor Realm?" Xiao Fan's heart condensed. It seems that this time, the people in the Profound Palace are really aggressive in order to kill themselves!

"For the sake of your strength, a decent way to die with you, you can decide yourself." Ning Zhe looked condescendingly, looking down at Xiao Fan from a height with a proud face.

"Damn, I scared the baby to death." Xiao Fan pretended to be surprised and patted his little heart, and said with a smile: "Do you rely on dozens of trash?"

Although the crowd didn't know what Xiao Fan said before, they could feel Xiao Fan's arrogance.

These are dozens of powerhouses above the peak of the King of War Realm, in his Xiao Fan's eyes, they are just rubbish?

"Dead duck has a hard mouth, let's see how you cry!" Ning Zhe snorted coldly.

"Heads-up or group fight, you choose yourself." Xiao Fan is not afraid, what about the Battle Emperor Realm, you only know after the battle.

"How about heads-up, how about group fights?" Ning Zhe's face was extremely silent, could it be that there are Xiao Fan's companions here?

Thinking of this, Ning Zhe's eyes scanned the crowd. The monks on the crowd did not dare to look at him. Seeing this scene, Ning Zhe suddenly laughed.

"Group fight, you fight me together, singled out, I fight you group of trash." Xiao Fan said lightly, a trace of murderous aura slowly escaping from his body.

"Hiss~" The crowd took a deep breath after hearing this. This kid was too arrogant. One person played against dozens of powerhouses above the peak of the King of War. Is this looking for death?

What is arrogant, what is domineering, Xiao Fan reflected vividly.

"As you wish." Ning Zhe grumbled.

Huhu!

Before the words were over, the figures of the Ten Dao Dao suddenly disappeared in the same place, and rushed towards Xiao Fan with Ning Zhe. Everyone summoned the battle spirit without hesitation.

They knew that Xiao Fan was very strong, even if ten people deal with one person, they didn't dare to underestimate him.

"Heh, today there will be dozens of dead souls under the sword." Xiao Fan grinned, his snow-white teeth revealed a bloodthirsty murderous intent, his robe agitated, and his murderous aura burst out.

When the ten people approached Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan finally moved, and the Shura sword appeared in vain, and a sharp white sword light flashed across the void.

His body disappeared in vain, and when he appeared again, he was already in front of a cultivator at the peak of the King of War.

"puff!"

The white knife entered and the red knife came out. The peak cultivator of the Battle King Realm had no resistance, and was directly pierced by Xiao Fan with a sword, his eyes filled with horror.

"You are trash, don't you believe it?" Xiao Fan's eyes were cold, and Shura sword mentioned that the body of the cultivator at the peak of the Battle King realm was suddenly torn to pieces by the surging sword energy.

"So strong!" The crowd trembled, and the speed and the decisiveness of this kind of killing were terrifying.

Is this really just a newcomer? How could it be so perverted?

Many people instantly thought of Jiang Tianyu ten years ago, who was also a terrible murderer, killing people like a numb, and with the strength of one person, the pressure of the Spirit Palace could not breathe for more than ten years.

Xiao Fan's face was calm, as if he had done a trivial thing. This was just the beginning. Today, it is destined to flow in blood.

Bei Lao's words are still imprinted in Xiao Fan's mind. The man is still alive, doing something and not doing something! If a man is alive, he should be happy!

I don't kill people, people want to kill me, Xiao Fan had to hold the butcher knife and point at the enemy.

When the fourth heavy wind started, Xiao Fan merged with the wind, leaving afterimages in the air. His speed had already broken through the limit of the King of War Realm.

Puff puff!

Void blood flowers flew, blooming one by one, the setting sun, in the afterglow, the blood flowers are dazzling.

"Don't separate, deal with him together." Ning Zhe exclaimed, Xiao Fan's strength was beyond his expectation. They were the pinnacle of the King of War Realm, and they were completely beaten.

Ten more people joined the battle, standing side by side with the six Ning Zhe, sixteen at the same time using combat skills to kill Xiao Fan, the void trembled fiercely, even if the Emperor of War might have to hate.

The brilliant light of combat skills completely submerged Xiao Fan, and a series of terrible soul power storms swept the entire valley, and the crowds around had already retreated to the outskirts of the valley.

Such an attack is terrible, and these low-level warlords cannot be opponents at all.

"Red Dust Kill!"

An icy voice sounded, and in the brilliant light, a silver radiance suddenly rose into the sky, rushing in all directions like an aurora.

"Ah~"

There was a scream, five or six people were cut off at the waist, the internal organs were spilled all over the floor, and the **** air filled the void.

"Retreat!" Ning Zhe yelled, and blood was constantly bursting into his chest. He blocked it in time just now, or he would be the one who died.

The scalp of the crowd was numb, and Xiao Fan's strength exceeded their imagination. It was terrifying to kill the six champion peaks with one sword.

Many people had already thought that Xiao Fan would definitely be tortured to death by these people. However, this style of painting was completely wrong, and the dignified battle against the pinnacle of the king, and even the king of the king, under the sword of Xiao Fan, was like an ant.

Among the pile of corpses, stood a figure in black. He was holding a long sword and walking towards Ning Zhe and the others step by step. The long sword dripped blood, and the shadow was drawn very long by the afterglow of the setting sun.

The thin-looking young man was like a murderous resurrection.

One in black, one person, one sword!

The sharp, dark eyes were cold and merciless, looking at Ning Zhe and the others, as if they were looking at a group of dead people.

A sense of fear arose in the hearts of the warlords of several major alliances, and they had an illusion that this kid seemed to be death.

"Continue." Xiao Fan licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, with a cruel smile on his face.

"Kill!" Ning Zhe roared. He is the deputy leader of the dignified Dao League and a member of the Ning Family of the three Big Mac families. How could he shrink back.

boom!

He had just taken a step, but he felt that a figure suddenly appeared on his chest, a giant foot stepped on his chest, and a figure of broken bones came from his body.

With a heavy kick, Ning Zhe's body suddenly slammed into the ground. The next moment, when the giant foot above Ning Zhe's chest used force, the ground trembled suddenly, and huge cracks spread in all directions.