Chapter 1735: Mysterious person

Chapter One Seven Three Five Mysterious Person
Xiao Fan's voice fell, with a pop, a sword light bloomed from him, directly cut Wuxin's neck, and his head suddenly flew up.
Wuxin watched his head and body separate, with a look of fear on his face.
Am I dead?
Wuxin couldn't believe his eyes, but the biting chill came from his neck, telling him all this was true.
The headless corpse is his body, not someone else's!
The crowd was also taken aback by Xiao Fan's decisiveness. Moreover, Xiao Fan didn't do anything at all. He just exploded with a sword aura and quickly killed the post-War Saint Realm cultivation base.
Such terrifying strength, but the existence that makes them look up to it, even at the peak of the Battle Saint Realm, is impossible to achieve, many people have begun to guess Xiao Fan's strength.
"You, did you kill him?" The first person who was anxious was enchanting, with a look of horror on her face, clutching Xiao Fan's collar, and yelling with almost all her strength: "He is dead. What about Nian Nian?"
Upon seeing this, Xue Ming and others' expressions changed wildly. With Xiao Fan's strength, if he gets angry, everyone here will probably be left behind.
Xiao Fan looked calm as usual, without any anger. He just gently pushed away the enchanting jade hand, walked towards the head slowly, raised the palm of his hand, and directly grasped the head in his hand.
"You, who are you?" Wuxin's head made a faint voice.
The fate of the cultivator in the Battle Saint Realm was very fragile, he cut his head, and it was basically impossible to survive. Wuxin now only wants to know who killed him.
Xiao Fan didn't pay attention to Wuxin, and the two streams of light instantly fell into the center of his eyebrows. Only Jian Luo and Wu Ruofeng could catch the people present.
After all, everyone else was only at the Battle Saint Realm cultivation base, and it was impossible to capture Xiao Fan's speed.
Xiao Fan's soul power shot into the unintentional consciousness space, and suddenly a powerful soul idea recoiled, trying to smash Xiao Fan's soul.
"Who are you?" Xiao Fan let out a wave of thoughts, a strong murderous intention locked in that soul thought.
The soul mind didn't pay attention to Xiao Fan at all, but went straight to the unintentional will.
How could Xiao Fan let him succeed? The last time he was only in the Saint Realm, he was naturally not his opponent, so he killed Jiang Tianyu.
Now Xiao Fan is in the Seven Changes God of War Realm, not to mention the invincibility in the God of War Realm, that's almost the same.
The two soul powers collided, and Xiao Fan quickly gained the upper hand, and his unintentional will almost collapsed.
After a few breaths, Xiao Fan's soul power finally extinguished the soul will, and a vicissitudes of life and ethereal voice came from the void: "Hall Master Shura? You are fine, maybe we will meet soon."
Xiao Fan's heart was cold, his current soul power was only one step away from the peak of the God of War, and it took so long to obliterate the opponent's remnant thoughts. One can imagine how powerful the opponent is.
Converging his mind, Xiao Fan's mind instantly fell on Wuxin's soul will. Due to the interference of soul fluctuations, Wuxin's soul consciousness was already shaky.
Xiao Fan hurriedly performed the magical technique on him, and quickly searched for it in his memory, hoping to get something useful.
Unfortunately, what disappointed Xiao Fan was that he didn't find any information about that powerful soul at all, obviously the other party just erased it specially.
"Wait, Wuxin's memory shows that he won an opportunity in God's Domain before he can break through the Battle Saint Realm." Xiao Fan raised his brow slightly, and suddenly caught something: "In this way, Wuxin is very likely to be here. God's Domain is controlled by that person."
Thinking of God's Domain, Xiao Fan's heart became even colder. There was the current base camp of the God of War, but the fluctuation of the soul was obviously not the result of war reincarnation.
Although Xiao Fan didn't understand War Reincarnation, War Reincarnation certainly couldn't allow such a powerful existence under his nose. This is the truth that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.
Moreover, the strength of this person surpassed Xiao Fan's cognition, and it was very likely that he surpassed the God of War Realm. The only explanation was that this person was very likely to be related to the reincarnation of the war.
Recalling that the war of reincarnation made people destroy Wanggutiandu's teleportation formation, he might not surrender to the Gorefiend tribe, but opposed each other.
In addition, the Gorefiend tribe is now very likely to have two great powers of the gods, and the Temple of War dared to be so blatantly against the Gorefiend tribe. This also shows that the War God Temple may not be weaker than the Gorefiend tribe.
"If this person is really a dialogue related to the reincarnation of the war, it is very likely that he is also a strong man in the heavens." Xiao Fan thought to himself.
Because only in this way, the Temple of War has the capital to fight against the Gorefiend tribe.
It's just that, those two forces are much stronger than the Asura Palace. If they join hands against the Asura Palace, how can the Asura Palace be an opponent?
Xiao Fan found that things seemed to be far more complicated than he imagined. Even if it reached the current state, there were still some mysteries that could not be solved.
For this mysterious person in the unintentional space, Xiao Fan could only faintly guess something related to him, but could not determine his identity.
"Perhaps, these mysteries will be solved soon, but now I am not qualified to know this answer." Xiao Fan took a deep breath, calmed his thoughts, a touch of firmness flashed in his eyes, and said: "It seems that I must advance in advance. Just take a walk to that place."
"My son, how do you deal with these people?" A voice pulled Xiao Fan's thoughts back, but Jian Luo looked at the Wuxin people blankly.
"All are waiting here!" Xiao Fan spit out a word coldly, and suddenly disappeared in place.
"Niannian, Elder Xueming, save Niannian!" Xue Yaoao returned to his senses, looking anxiously at Wuxin's subordinates and said: "You must know where Niannian is, quickly tell me!"
Wuxin is dead, and now only Wuxin's subordinates may know where Xiao Niannian is going. If it is late, Xiao Niannian will be in danger.
At this moment, Xiao Fan had already appeared in a dilapidated courtyard on the edge of the battle spirit holy city. The power of the soul was swept away, and everything in the courtyard was branded in his mind.
"Let me out, if Sister Blood knows you have arrested me, she will definitely not let you go!" In the room, an eight or nine-year-old girl kept knocking on the door.
She looked extremely calm, which was obviously beyond the age of a child of the same age. If she were another person, she would have been crying.
"Little girl, if you make any noise, I will cut your tongue off!" A cold voice came from outside the door. At the door, two cultivators stood at the Emperor Realm. They were full of blood, and they had obviously killed many people.
As soon as the voice fell, the two of them suddenly widened their eyes with a look of fear, and they only felt that their bodies were not listening.
At this moment, looking up, a young man in black robes did not know when he appeared in the courtyard, and walked towards them step by step, except for Xiao Fan.
"You, who are you?" One of them shouted with all his strength, but his voice was very small, as if it was squeezed out of his teeth.
"Kill your people." Xiao Fan spit out a little.
Puff! Suddenly, two sword qi bursts from the bodies of the two warrior monks, cutting their bodies, and before the two of them screamed, there was no sound.
Xiao Fan flicked his finger, and the barrier of the room suddenly broke open. At the same time, a delicate figure rushed out.