Chapter 457: What about insulting you

The fourth and fifth chapters, what about insulting you
The crowd had a new understanding of Xiao Fan's strength.
Strong!
With that killing intent blooming, Xiao Fan's killing intent rushed in all directions like an ocean, like the sea roaring.
The pupils of the crowd trembled, and it was as if they saw a sea of ​​corpses on Xiao Fan, which was extremely terrifying.
This is an illusion of condensed killing intent, and some people who are too weak in their minds can easily get lost in it.
"You can pinch me to death with just one finger? Then be stronger." Xiao Fan raised his head, raised the sword in his hand and pointed at Chu Yifeng, the sword aura enveloping the Shura sword to the extreme.
Killing intent, cold and biting!
Sword intent, destruction, peerless and sharp!
This is the strength that Xiao Fan is showing now, it is extremely terrifying.
"Boom!"
Xiao Fan stepped forward, and the space began to tremble, and the strength of the Battle Emperor Realm shook so much that even the void began to tremble.
The hearts of the crowd twitched fiercely, so strong killing intent, so strong sword intent!
Did Xiao Fan really dare to kill Chu Yifeng?
At this moment, Xiao Fan was out of its sheath like a peerless sword of killing and cutting, and headed straight towards Chu Yifeng. His whole body was destroyed and killed.
Chu Yifeng's expression was startled and uncertain, and a sense of fear arose in his heart. If it was normal, he would definitely run away.
But today, he can't run. He was frightened by Ning Chuan before and defeated by Bei Chenfeng. If he retreats now, he will have no face in Lihuo Emperor.
The most important thing is that if you escape, the heart of martial arts will be broken, and there may be no breakthrough in the future.
But Xiao Fan at this moment was too terrifying. This killing sword aura seemed to destroy everything.
"Wan Jian Chaozong!"
Chu Yifeng shouted sharply, and directly summoned the battle soul. Above his head, a blood-colored long sword was suspended, the whole body was red as blood, as if poured by blood.
The blood-colored spirit power mist was lingering, like a crimson flame burning.
"Eighth-Rank Battle Soul Phoenix Fire Sword!" The crowd exclaimed. No wonder they were so shocked. The 8-Rank Battle Soul Phoenix Fire Sword can only be seen in books.
Few of the monks present saw the true appearance of Feng Huojian.
With the appearance of Fenghuojian, a dense sword air suddenly appeared in Chu Yifeng's body, covering the entire void, and the sword's edges all pointed towards Xiao Fan.
After breathing, all the sword auras were materialized. Thousands of blood-colored soul power swords dyed the void red, looking from a distance, it was extremely spectacular.
"kill!"
A peculiar and sharp aura burst out, and the countless soul power blood swords flew like ten thousand arrows, heading straight towards Xiao Fan. In the process of flying, all soul power blood swords slowly merged into one.
"Heaven and Earth Xiao kill!"
Xiao Fansi had no fear. Although Chu Yifeng was a little sinister, his strength was undoubtedly strong. Even though Xiao Fan was disdainful on the surface, he did not dare to underestimate him.
A breeze blew past, and ripples appeared in the void, rippling like water waves. If you look closely, you can see countless wind blades condensed into small vortexes, whistling and weaving.
This was Xiao Fan's comprehension based on Shura's second sword slaughter. These countless small vortexes were extremely destructive.
Moreover, after Xiao Fan's comprehension, this sword had already incorporated the meaning of destruction.
Bang bang bang!
Almost all the blood-colored sword auras were fused together, condensed into a huge lightsaber, the blood-colored lightsaber dyed the void red, and continued to impact Xiao Fan.
The ripples continued to shatter, only slowing the speed of Scarlet Sword Gang a little.
"It seems that it's nothing more than that." When Chu Yifeng saw this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was indeed shocked by Xiao Fan's terrible killing intent just now.
Xiao Fan didn't say a word, the Shura sword in his hand trembled slightly, and with a sudden bang, the blood-colored sword gang suddenly exploded, and the sharp-eyed monk would find that countless small vortices of sword energy above the blood-colored sword gang continued to crush the blood-colored sword gang.
The sword gang turned into countless sword qi and rushed in all directions, and then was swallowed by countless sword qi vortexes.
The smile on Chu Yifeng's face froze, Xiao Fan is not as weak as he thought, at least, this sword can kill the ordinary middle battle emperor.
Xiao Fan's ability to easily block this blow was enough to face Xiao Fan's strength.
"Red dust kill."
Just when Chu Yifeng was lost, an indifferent voice sounded. At some point, Xiao Fan's figure had appeared in front of Chu Yifeng.
Chu Yifeng's face changed wildly, Xiao Fan's speed was too fast, and he was too fast to react.
Xiao Fan understood the meaning of speed, speed was already his absolute advantage, not to mention the middle stage of the battle royal realm, even the latter stage of the battle royal realm, Xiao Fan is not weak at all.
"Go away."
Chu Yifeng roared, the Phoenix Fire Sword trembled, and countless sword anger burst out. Then, Chu Yifeng and Feng Huo Sword merged into one, and the whole person was like a peerless divine sword.
Battle soul possesses body, human soul is one!
Breaking through the battle emperor realm, the battle soul can blend with people, and the strength surges.
Chu Yifeng swung several swords without hesitation. At that moment, he felt goose bumps all over his body. The silver sword light flashed and disappeared. If ordinary people are sure that Xiao Fan's thunder is loud and the rain is small.
But Chu Yifeng's years of combat experience told him that Xiao Fan's sword should never be underestimated.
Sure enough, the light of the sword he swung collided with the strange energy fluctuations in the void, sparks shot in all directions, and the spirit power sword aura whizzed out.
"Can you stop one sword, can you stop ten swords?" Xiao Fan smiled faintly.
As the Shura sword danced, people only saw the void of a sword falling from the sky, slowly moving towards Chu Yifeng.
"This sword can also kill Chu Yifeng? This Xiao Fan is really arrogant, do you really think that the Battle Emperor Realm is so easy to kill?" The crowd looked at Xiao Fan with disdain.
"What a fast sword!" However, Bei Chenfeng stood up suddenly and looked at Xiao Fan in surprise.
Nangong Tianyi, Chu frivolous, Yi Feimo and others all showed a hint of surprise. Obviously, they also saw the extraordinary sword of Xiao Fan.
"Hurry?" Some people were puzzled, but no one answered.
"It's not as good as a snail at your speed, but I understand that the triple wind breaks through the emperor, and compare the speed with me?" High in the sky, Chu Yifeng regained his confidence and laughed brazenly.
"puff!"
However, before the words fell, sword marks suddenly appeared on his chest, blood shot out, and the smile on his face was replaced by a kind of fear.
After a breath, all of Chu Yifeng's clothes were cut into fragments by the sword energy and scattered in the void, and the whole person was exposed to the void without any reservation.
"This?" The crowd was dumbfounded, with surprises in their eyes.
Many people finally understood why Bei Chenfeng would say that Xiao Fan's sword was very fast. In their eyes, Xiao Fan's sword was extremely slow. That was because countless sword shadows overlapped and looked very slow.
"Asshole Xiao Fan, you dare to insult me!" Chu Yifeng was furious, almost crazy, and without hesitation took out a new set of clothes from the soul ring and put on him.
Xiao Fan dared to show himself naked in front of so many people, it was more uncomfortable than killing him.
"What about insulting you?" Xiao Fan didn't care, and smiled faintly, but his eyes became colder.