Chapter 1178: Face is contested by oneself, not by others

The first seventeenth chapters face is contested by oneself, not by others
As soon as the voice fell, a terrifying aura swept across the sky, Xiao Fan only felt his head stunned, and then suddenly raised his head to look forward.
I saw a middle-aged man in his forties looking at Xiao Fan with a sneer. It was obvious that he had just performed a soul attack on Xiao Fan.
"roll!"
Xiao Fan still only shouted angrily, and at the same time, the pressure of the soul from the peak of the Battle Saint Realm went straight to the middle-aged man.
puff! The middle-aged man felt like he was struck by lightning, spouting a mouthful of blood, slamming his body heavily against the wall, looking at Xiao Fan in horror.
"Impossible, how could he be so strong!" Dugu was unpredictable dumbfounded.
That middle-aged man was sent by the Dugu Family to protect him. With his infinite strength close to the peak of the Battle Saint, he was also drunk by Xiao Fan?
But Xiao Fan was obviously a cultivator in the early stage of the Battle Saint Realm, how could his strength be so terrifying!
"That was the pressure of the soul just now, you are a cultivator who specializes in soul!" Ling Ao suddenly remembered something and looked at Xiao Fan in surprise.
As children of the ancients, they naturally know many secrets that others don't know.
Regarding divine cultivation, Ling Ao and others naturally knew that this kind of person's cultivation might be very low, but their soul strength is very strong, even if the battle sage peak is defeated in the early stage of the battle, it is possible.
Of course, the premise is that the spiritual cultivator can take advantage of others, otherwise, it would not be so easy to jump to battle.
Divine cultivation and physical cultivation have certain advantages when fighting at the same level, but the advantage is not so obvious, otherwise, most people will choose spiritual cultivation.
But having said that, the cultivation of spiritual cultivation is far more difficult than physical cultivation, and it is not something that ordinary people can succeed. Otherwise, nine out of ten people would choose physical cultivation.
"Divine cultivation?" When everyone heard the words, they all looked at Xiao Fan in surprise. Many people stepped back unconsciously, and a touch of jealousy flashed in their eyes.
"Brother Jian, are you really a cultivator?" Chu Yunbei's tone trembled. He found that the more contact with Xiao Fan, the more surprises he brought him.
"Where did the cultivation come from in the Battle Saint Realm?" Xiao Fan smiled lightly, he didn't want to be treated like a monster by others.
"Yes, a true cultivator can only be called that if he breaks through the legendary God of War realm. Unfortunately, it is so difficult to break through the God of War realm." Chu Qingyang sighed.
For most people, the peak of the Battle Saint Realm is a great moat, and it is almost impossible to break through the War God Realm.
For at least these hundreds of thousands of years, he had never heard of anyone breaking through the legendary God of War realm.
Dugu's eyes flickered unpredictably, and their gazes towards Xiao Fan were full of jealousy. They knew that today was destined to lose face.
Is it just that?
That's impossible. He is also one of the heirs of the Dugu family, he is also one of the heirs of the Dugu family.
"Chu Yunbei, I am willing to lose the bet this time, but your Chu family dare to break my arm, and my Dugu family must seek justice." Dugu can only advance by retreating.
He knew that it was impossible to get the Seven Star Xuanji Ruler back. He just wanted to kill Xiao Fan to get a little face.
"I'm not from the Chu family." Before Chu Yunbei spoke, Xiao Fan smiled and shook his head.
"You are not from the Chu family?" Dugu heard the words unpredictably, almost no blood spurted out, looking at Xiao Fan intertwined with anger.
"Southern Territory, Jian Hongchen." Xiao Fan said indifferently, very seriously.
"Since you are not from the Chu family, you can die." Dugu roared unpredictably, waved his probe, "Uncle Yun, kill him!"
The middle-aged man who was shocked by Xiao Fan before saw it, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked towards Xiao Fan. Although Xiao Fan's soul is stronger than him, as long as he is guarded carefully, Xiao Fan will definitely not be able to help him.
As for the strength, he is a cultivator in the late stage of the battle, is he still afraid of a person in the early stage of the battle?
"Boy, give you a chance to self-discipline, so you can leave a whole body." Regarding his own strength, the middle-aged man is extremely confident.
On him, there was an aura of Ruo Ruo Wu, and the monks all around retreated.
"Although the strength of this kid's soul is good, his strength is still too low." The crowd shook their heads secretly. In their opinion, Xiao Fan will undoubtedly die.
Xiao Fan's expression was unwavering. He hadn't paid attention to the general middle stage of the Battle Saint Realm. As for the later stage of the Battle Saint Realm, Xiao Fan hadn't really done anything after sealing himself.
He also wanted to try, where his bottom line is without using other means.
"If you want to fight, then fight." Xiao Fan said lightly, spreading his palms, and the white Shura sword suddenly appeared in his hands, so as not to reveal his identity, and the Shura sword did not become bloody.
However, the Shura sword still exudes Ruoyouruowu's murderous aura, and the surrounding crowd looked at the Shura sword in Xiao Fan's hand, and goose bumps appeared on his body.
"It's a terrible killing sword. How much blood has been contaminated by this."
"I feel it, under this sword, there is a Shura field!"
The crowd looked at Xiao Fan with jealousy. If Xiao Fan had been indifferent before, he is now a fierce god, and he could kill at any time.
"Brother Jian!" Chu Yunbei looked at Xiao Fan worriedly.
"This is my business." Xiao Fan shook his head. Xiao Fan usually doesn't look for things, but he has never been afraid of things. It just so happens that he needs to confirm something in his heart now.
The late War Saint might be terrible, but Xiao Fan still couldn't scare him.
"Since you are shameless, let your bones disappear!" The middle-aged man sneered again and again, and then greeted him without hitting him. Suddenly he patted Xiao Fan with his palm.
"The face is fighting for himself, not from others!" Xiao Fan looked indifferent, his body flew up like a Qingyan, and appeared outside the Tiansheng Building.
In this ancient city of the Chu family, Xiao Fan can offend anyone, but for the time being, he dare not offend the Chu family. If the Tiansheng Building is destroyed, he will be unlucky then.
Of course, with Xiao Fan's strength, it might not be possible to destroy the Heavenly Saint Tower.
"Want to run?" The middle-aged man sneered and hurriedly chased it out. It is difficult to break into the Tiansheng Building from the outside, but it is easy to leave from the Tiansheng Building.
"Go out and have a look!" Chu Yunbei gave a soft sigh, gave Dugu a few people coldly, and then flew towards the outside world.
Outside, the middle-aged man instantly blocked Xiao Fan's path, and punched Xiao Fan directly in his chest. A chilly air instantly enveloped Xiao Fan. The terrifying cold air froze the world, and Xiao Fan felt that he could not move in vain.
"Cold!" Xiao Fan couldn't help shivering. This person is worthy of the post-War Saint cultivation base. He understands the meaning of heaven and earth. A single thought can change the surrounding environment.
This kind of cold, cold into the bones, apart from encountering Dragon Dance, this is the first time Xiao Fan has encountered such a terrifying cold air.
"Broken!" Xiao Fan yelled softly, and the Shura sword in his hand trembled, endless sword aura bursting out of him, the sharp aura dominating the world.