Chapter 517: Cruel angel

"Can you escape?"
The holy angel sneered again and again, the aura on his body reached its extreme, his face flushed a bit.
Obviously, this blow was a bit difficult for him.
Even the strenuous blow of the fairy king realm, one can imagine its power.
"Xiandie!"
With a loud roar, the holy angel slashed out the sword in his hand desperately.
The phantom of the Celestial Race behind him is like a blazing sun, stabbing people's eyes a little.
In the next moment, all the white awns gathered together and turned into a sword of extinguishing the sky, and the immortal energy surged like a fairy slashing out this blow.
Xiao Fan only felt cold from his head to the soles of his feet. He walked across the void, taking hundreds of thousands of miles in one step, but still felt unable to dodge, as if locked.
"What to do?" Xiao Fan was anxious.
At this moment, it is obviously too late to hide in the original world.
Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, and since he couldn't run away, he didn't run away.
I saw that he urged the body of Shura with all his strength, the endless blood of battle burned crazily, and the power of the immortal was mobilized to the limit by him, and his eyes became red.
Suddenly, behind him, gold phantoms suddenly appeared.
That was the vision in his body. The Golden Phantom also held the divine sword in his hand, his expression indifferent, as if he had no emotions.
Xiao Fan didn't think so much either. Seeing that the white sword flower was cut down, all his immortal power poured into the Shura sword.
A dark golden pike runs through the sky, and Xiao Fan is like a war fairy, weirdly blending with the golden phantom.
"broken!"
Xiao Fan roared wildly, and also slashed out a sword with all his strength.
Ni Luan Cang Ming!
At this moment, Xiao Fan only felt that all the power in his body had been emptied, and his body was faltering.
The power of this sword even surpassed his ability to mobilize all souls and reached the level of the fairy king, making heaven and earth eclipsed.
"boom!"
The two swords collided, and the breathtaking breath bloomed, shattering the world, killing all things, sweeping the heavens and the world, as if to overthrow the universe.
The terrifying energy fluctuations annihilated the endless starry sky.
Both Xiao Fan and the holy angel were lifted off at the same time, blood spurting in their mouths.
In the distance, Lou Aotian and Tianfei kept retreating, both looked at the distance in horror, and stopped the fight involuntarily.
Although they didn't see the golden shadow behind Xiao Fan, they knew that Xiao Fan must have resisted it.
Otherwise, the sword aura of the holy angel could not burst.
However, such a terrifying power is really just a real king state that can burst out?
"This guy is hiding so deep." A faint smile appeared on Lou Aotian's face, even a little expectant, and he fought Xiao Fan.
How did he know that Xiao Fan didn't hide at all, and he didn't even know that he could still fuse the golden phantom in the physique anomaly to fight.
This is not to blame Xiao Fan, only from breaking through the Ancestral King Realm, he seldom urges the body of Asura to fight.
After all, the ancestral king realm has immortal bodies, and the body of Shura will not bring much increase to the physical body.
But this time, Xiao Fan was really shocked.
Especially after he saw that he had merged with the explosive power of the physique anomaly, a stormy sea was set off in his heart.
Yes, my own physique anomaly, but the existence that scares those heavenly kings, how can it be simple?
I'm only the real king, if I break through the heaven and merge the physique anomaly, then it's still worth it?
However, this consumption is not a general horror.
If it weren't for the fairy spirit to replenish the power of the fairy, he would have collapsed, and he would be unable to stand still.
In addition to the surprise, Xiao Fan was somewhat fortunate.
After all, he survived.
After a few breaths, Xiao Fan's face returned to flushing, and the original clone madly poured immortal power into his body, and his body became stronger again.
On the other side of the black hole, the holy angel's face was slightly pale, staring at the rioting starry sky with a sneer.
"do you died?"
The holy angel whispered to himself, with this blow, even in the face of the old grave guard, he was confident that he could hurt the opponent.
You know, this is his life-saving method.
The eighteen-winged angel was a strength that the ancestor of the Celestial Race gave him.
There are only a handful of people in the world who can stop.
Xiao Fan is just a little real king, how can he survive?
However, as the black hole slowly disappeared, the rioting starry sky gradually returned to calm, and the smile on the face of the holy angel slowly solidified.
At the other end of the starry sky, a black figure stood holding a sword, with black hair floating, like a world-famous war fairy.
Who else but Xiao Fan?
The next moment, the holy angel's pupils shrank suddenly, and Xiao Fan suddenly disappeared in place with a sword, bursting out a terrifying aura, and slaying towards him.
"How is it possible?" Tianfei's pupils shrank to a point, shocked to the extreme.
No wonder he was so shocked that Xiao Fan not only blocked the attack of the holy angel, but also remained intact, even his strength was still at its peak.
This, even she can't do it.
"Heh~" Lou Aotian grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
"Forbidden God!"
With a soft drink, Lou Aotian suddenly rushed towards Tianfei with a sword.
At this moment, the holy angel is obviously weak, and Xiao Fan is at the peak again. This is the best opportunity to deal with the holy angel, and he will naturally not let the heavenly concubine interfere.
Although it was impossible for Xiao Fan to kill the holy angel, it seemed good to slap his self-confidence and step on his dignity.
After all, the holy angels are the realm of immortal kings.
"Ah~"
The holy angel screamed, and the sound shook the starry sky of the universe.
He was weak, he was flew out by Xiao Fan, and there was still a blood mark on his chest.
His own magnificent fairy king was hurt by a true king realm?
What shame is this?
He wanted to fight back, but he who lacked the power of immortality was useless at all.
Xiao Fan shot out with a sword. He hadn't thought about the Angel of Nai, but seeing the sword marks left on his body, his heart was very happy.
Damn him, aren't you arrogant?
Don’t you want to kill me several times?
This time, if I can't kill you, I have to humiliate you.
"Bastard!" Don't say how frustrated the holy angel is, desperately wanting to vomit blood.
Even if he knew that Xiao Fan couldn't help himself, and reached his level, he almost didn't have to worry about life and death.
However, this kind of shame is even more uncomfortable than killing him.
He is an aloof holy angel. Apart from the ancestors, he is one of the two people with the greatest authority in the Celestial Race.
"Don't howl, today I am going to cut you a thousand times." Xiao Fan grinned.
It's so cool to finally be able to get a bargain from the holy angel.
The old man at the tomb rescued himself twice, but it was nothing but three things. I couldn't always have the old man at the tomb to save myself every time.
This time, killing the holy angel with fear, and meeting him in the future, it is estimated that I will be a little bit dark when I see myself.
"Little bastard, this king swears that you will die miserably, miserably." The blue veins on the forehead of the holy angel burst out. "I know that you are restoring the power of the immortal, but before that, a thousand cuts are indispensable." Xiao Fan smiled contemptuously and continued to shoot.