Chapter 1560: Tu a eight change **** of war

The first five six zero chapters slaughter the eight gods of war
Tu a Eight Change God of War to celebrate?
Hearing the words, the third Zhan snorted and looked at Xiao Fan and the others. He could tell at a glance that among these people, Guan Xiaoqi was the strongest, but it was just the Four Change God of War.
Ling Feng's strength is not weak, he is also the God of War of the Three Changes, while Nangong Xiaoxiao and Xiao Jin are just the God of War of the Two Changes.
In his eyes, only Xiao Fan was a little threatening to him, and the others couldn't even touch him.
Xiao Fan showed a smile, and he couldn't help but recall the scene in which he, Crazy Wolf, Xiao Jin and Guan Xiaoqi beheaded the war monarch Qin Dao in the Great Li Dynasty.
At the beginning, they were only the cultivation base of the King of War, but they were still not afraid of everything, and they lived and wiped out the powerful emperors of the Great War.
A few years have passed in the blink of an eye, and everyone's strength has broken through to the God of War Realm. However, their edges and corners have not been smoothed, they are still so young and frivolous, and still so invincible.
"It's a pity that I was not there at the beginning, but this time, I will be indispensable anyway." Nangong Xiaoxiao said with anger.
Breaking through the Second Change God of War, with his strength and background, even if there is no problem with the Five Change God of War, the Six Change God of War is somewhat reluctant.
"As the boss, it was my fault that you were born without you. This time, I will take the lead." Ling Feng also said with a rare smile.
"Roar!" Xiaojin directly turned into his body, transformed into a huge lion tens of meters in size, with blood-gold hair burning with flames, like blood dragons roaring.
The eyes of the few people were all focused on Xiao Fan, as if as long as Xiao Fan said a word, everyone would rush forward without hesitation, tearing Zhan Lao San to pieces.
Xiao Fan looked at Ling Feng four deeply, and he discovered that his brothers were still as sincere and fearless as they once were, but everyone's strength had become stronger.
"Then do it again and slaughter the Eighth Change God of War?!" For a long time, the corner of Xiao Fan's mouth was raised slightly, and he suddenly turned to look at Zhan Lao San.
Tu a eight change of war?
This was how harsh it was in the ears of Zhan Lao San, his face twitched slightly, and he realized that these people seemed to be serious, they wanted to kill themselves?
Hearing Xiao Fan's words, Ling Feng and the others laughed. In their opinion, this is a very common thing, because they all walked this way.
"kill!"
As Xiao Fan's voice fell, Ling Feng gave a soft sigh, and his whole person turned into a scarlet sky phoenix and roared out, the terrible phoenix fire burned the void and rushed towards Zhan Lao San.
Nangong Xiaoxiao turned into thunder and lightning, and the speed was not weak. Xiao Fan knew that Nangong Xiaoxiao and Xiaojin probably had a chance in the chaotic sea of ​​fog, and only then could they break through the Second Change God of War in one fell swoop.
Nangong Xiaoxiao, who has obtained the inheritance of the war clan, is definitely at the level of evildoers.
However, Guan Xiaoqi suddenly took out a white longbow, the whole body was milky white, but it was like a galaxy blooming, the light flickering, eye-catching.
When he pulled the longbow away, the void seemed to fly countless white feathers. Upon closer inspection, it was indeed terrifying frost air.
Obviously, Guan Xiaoqi shot the arrow that he almost hit the third one before.
Xiao Fan looked at the longbow in Guan Xiaoqi's hand with a slight surprise, and said in surprise: "Is it the seventh flying feather bow of the top ten magic soldiers?"
Feiyu Divine Bow, famous and famous, was a divine soldier in the hands of the first arrow thousands of years ago. The alien monks who died in his hands are unknown, and they are contaminated with the blood of the of war.
It is precisely because of this that the Arrow God also received the special care of the alien monks, and later fell into nothingness and disappeared.
There was also the Flying Feather Divine Bow that fell with the arrow god, but he didn't expect it, but now it fell into Guan Xiaoqi's hands.
Xiao Fan knew that Guan Xiaoqi must have also had a great opportunity. Thinking of this, Xiao Fan couldn't help but think of Bei Lao again.
The few people he sent away at the beginning have almost all been turned against the sky.
Is the teacher deliberate? He had thought of today a long time ago, so he arranged this specially?
Xiao Fan took a deep breath and calmed down his thoughts. He found that he was still too small to look at Bei Lao, and Bei Lao was able to break through the middle stage of the God of War in a short time, and his talent was not weaker than them, and even stronger.
In the end, Xiao Fan's eyes fell on Xiao Jin, and he received Xiao Jin inherited from the Blood Dragon. How could it be weak?
Although the blood dragon gave himself the blood of the dragon, Xiao Fan knew that Xiao Jin must also contain a power of the dragon, and coupled with the transformation of the white stone, his talent was no longer invaluable.
"An ant looking for death! No matter how powerful the ant is, it is impossible to bring down the elephant!" Zhan Lao San was extremely angry when he saw a few people killed.
He is a dignified God of War, even if he is weak now, how can a few low-level God of War be insulted?
With a roar, the third Zhan Dynasty once again killed Xiao Fan. He didn't take Ling Feng and the others at all. As long as he killed Xiao Fan, killing others was completely easy.
However, he underestimated Ling Feng's strength. When he avoided the attacks of Ling Feng and Nangong Xiaoxiao, a sharp light whizzed in in vain, and the fierce momentum made his figure stop in vain.
At this moment, the attacks of Ling Feng, Nangong Xiaoxiao and Xiaojin came to the front in an instant, and the old Zhan San pushed out with one palm.
The violent thunder and lightning destroys everything, and the void trembles violently, and the offensive of the three Ling Feng is instantly disintegrated.
"Ants." Zhan Lao San let out a cold snort, his eyes full of disdain.
puff!
As the words fell, a burst of blood bloomed, and blood shot from the back of the third Zhan Dynasty. I don't know when Xiao Fan appeared behind him. When Shura sword mentioned it, the sword energy burst out of the air.
If it wasn't for the third Zhan's thunder and lightning attack to be violent enough, Xiao Fan's sword just now would be enough to dismember him.
"I'm going to kill you!" Zhan Lao San roared up to the sky, slashing towards Xiao Fan with a sword. Xiao Fan held the Shura sword in both hands to block that domineering blow.
His body was lifted by a tyrannical force, slamming heavily into the yellow sand.
The third Zhan’s eyes were red, and the pain on his back made him feel uncomfortable, as if a force of death was quickly eating away at his vitality.
"The Profound Death of Death!" The third Zhan's expression changed slightly. He looked at Xiao Fan in surprise, and quickly forced the Profound Death of Death out of his body.
He really couldn't understand why Xiao Fan still had such a powerful power. After running away for so long before, shouldn't his divine power be consumed?
Does he always retain strength?
Zhan Lao San shook his head, he was desperate just now, what confidence does he have to maintain his strength in front of him?
"Go on!" Xiao Fan looked indifferent, he wouldn't give Zhan Lao San a chance to breathe, since he has already started, he must spare no effort to kill him.
Eight changes to the God of War are only the latter stage of the God of War. Xiao Fan can barely resist a blow alone, not to mention that the strength of the third warrior is greatly reduced, and there are now several brothers who are helping!
The cooperation of the few people just now is very tacit, just a few more shots, even if you can't kill the youngest, you can slowly kill him.
"Hundred Flowers Kill!"
Xiao Fan yelled coldly, the icy Shura surging, and the endless murderous intent made the world tremble. This is Xiao Fan's comprehension of the killing combat skills. The stronger the killing intent, the stronger the combat skills, and the power of the world and the profound sense Irrelevant.
Feeling that cold killing intent, the third Zhanxi's body couldn't help but shudder. Xiao Fan's understanding of killing was too terrifying. This combat technique obviously did not contain any profound meaning, but it felt even more terrifying than that of the gods.