Chapter 2190: Sword of Rebellion

In the valley filled with dense fog, Xiao Fan shuttled quickly like a ghost, and one after another monk died under his sword. From beginning to end, no one knew who killed him.
The power of their souls can also feel the range of less than two feet around, if someone wants to attack them, there is no time to resist.
And this kind of environment, Xiao Fan can completely ignore, he is the man of the formation, everything here has no effect on him.
Puff!
Several more people fell on the ground and killed three people with a single sword. The Shura sword drew out the blood of several people, and they looked more and more scarlet and coquettish.
The blood of the Heavenly God Realm doesn't have much meaning to the Shura Sword, but if there are dozens of people, or even hundreds of people, it is a big tonic.
Xiao Fan didn't know the end of the Shura Sword's unblocking, but he knew that if the Shura Sword was completely unblocked, it would certainly not be weaker than the real magic weapon.
Although today's Shura sword has reached the ranks of high-level magic weapons and possesses the characteristics of a magic weapon, it is still not a real magic weapon.
Ling Lian Xinzi once told him that if he wanted to completely unblock the Shura sword, he needed his understanding of kendo.
Over the years, Xiao Fan's comprehension of kendo has remained in the world of the first sword, and has not made much progress, and the Shura sword has also remained at the level of unblocking the fourth-layer king's sword.
If it was unblocked again, Xiao Fan knew that the Shura sword might become a real magic weapon level.
Gulong Gulong~
There was a sound of drinking water from the Shura Sword, which was extremely cold, but Xiao Fan was calm as usual. He even had a slight expectation that the Shura Sword could be unblocked again.
However, he was destined to disappoint him. To unblock the Shura Sword, not only was it necessary to drink blood, but also his understanding of kendo.
Unless he can go one step further above the sword, otherwise, the Shura sword cannot be unblocked.
Xiao Fan didn't expect to be able to unblock the fifth level of the Shura sword now. What he cares most now is whether he can let his flesh touch the threshold of the ancient gods after refining the divinities in these gods.
At the same time, the killing of the gods was also floating above Xiao Fan's head, and the souls of all the monks killed by him were swallowed up by the killing of the gods.
The majestic power rushed into the body of Killing God, faintly sprinting to a higher level, once breakthrough, killing God can be the ancient gods cultivation base.
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan's speed was getting faster and faster, as if what he was killing was not people, but turnips and vegetables, or even grass.
As time went by, the valley was full of thick air, which made people disgusting. All those who died under Xiao Fan's sword sealed their throats with a sword.
If this continues, let alone two hundred people, it is two thousand people, and that may not be enough for Xiao Fan to kill.
The life in the valley is being lost silently, slaying the same realm, such as slaughter of pigs and dogs, which is Xiao Fan at this moment.
Moreover, Xiao Fan faintly entered an extremely mysterious realm, his speed was getting faster and faster, his footsteps were getting lighter and lighter, and his traces were left everywhere in the entire valley.
At the same time, his killing intent climbed to a certain extreme, turning into a substantive sword energy whistling into the void.
At this moment, someone from the Xuantian Sword Sect and the Sky Corpse Sect finally couldn't bear the torture of the blood and began to flee in fear.
When they saw the shocking corpse on the ground, they all showed fear, and they knew how terrifying the other party was.
Unfortunately, Xiao Fan didn't plan to let them go. More than two hundred people came in. He was already very dissatisfied. With so many arrangements, if these people didn't stay, it would waste a lot of time and effort.
"Ah~"
The screams were endless, and the killing continued. Xiao Fan was enveloped in a arrogance, which was extremely rich and terrifying.
However, what is strange is that Xiao Fan's killing intent is slowly disappearing. Every time he kills a person, his killing intent is reduced by a few points.
"Hoho~" Upon seeing the God Killing behind Xiao Fan, he roared a few times and looked at Xiao Fan in surprise, as if he could see Xiao Fan's special state at the moment.
Xiao Fan didn't know all of this at all. What he had to do now was to kill all these people and kill the people in the Heavenly Corpse Mansion and Xuantian Sword Sect with fear.
One is to avenge the dead Youyun Mansion cultivator, and the other is to let all the forces understand that Youyun Mansion is not useless, so that Youyun Mansion has a greater chance to exist.
At this moment, he is no longer killing for the sake of killing, but like a of death, harvesting life.
After a while, the screams finally stopped, and the whole valley was blood-stained, and the strong smell was very pungent.
Xiao Fan returned to the place again, Qing Ming saw Xiao Fan who was covered in blood, his face was full of shock.
"No sound, can it?" Qing Ming opened her ears and listened carefully to the surrounding movement, but there was no other sound except for the breathing of herself and Xiao Fan.
It was like a valley, except for the two of them, no other creatures existed.
Although Qing Ming had guessed the result, he still couldn't calm down when he really saw it.
Over two hundred days of the gods, he was almost killed by him alone, and only two died in his Qing Ming hands. This is already his best effort.
But Xiao Fan killed a hundred times as many people!
Thinking of this, Qing Ming couldn't help taking a cold breath, beheading more than two hundred divine realms. It took less than a cup of tea to say that others might not believe it, but Qing Ming almost saw it with his own eyes.
Kill God!
Two words unconsciously popped up in Qing Ming's heart. At this moment, Xiao Fan could only use the word "killing god" to describe it, which was simply too scary.
Seeing Xiao Fan's Shura sword still dripping with blood, Qing Ming's heart twitched fiercely.
At this moment, Xiao Fan was still in that mysterious realm. He had never awakened, and Qing Ming didn't dare to move rashly when he saw it. He had to look at Xiao Fan from a distance and merge the fateful crystals he had picked up.
"Killing for the sake of killing is just killing the Dao. Killing one person in ten steps without staying for a thousand miles is regarded as killing the Middle Dao. And the person I kill, without karma, should be regarded as the Dao. "Xiao Fan thought in his heart.
Slowly, all the killing intent on him completely disappeared, and the evil spirit disappeared with it.
As soon as his thoughts moved, the majestic arrogance was suddenly absorbed by the Shura sword, and at the same time, Xiao Fan cut out with a single sword. With him as the center, the sky was full of sword aura, and even the void seemed to be torn apart.
Upon seeing this, Qing Ming's face changed drastically, and he quickly retreated towards the back, but he still took a slower shot, and was swept by the sword air, several blood shots out.
"Huh!" For a long time, Xiao Fan suddenly exhaled a suffocating breath, retracted the billowing killing sword aura, and at the same time opened his eyes, two sharp lights bloomed in his eyes, like a sword of killing and cutting, sharp and sharp.
Qing Ming had a feeling of the rest of his life after death. At that moment, he felt cold from head to toe, a threat of death enveloped him.
Fortunately, Xiao Fan woke up quickly, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
"This sword is similar to Tong Shu Ni Ran, so it's called the Sword of Ni Ran." Xiao Fan whispered in his heart.
This sword was the first sword move he had comprehended since breaking through the Heavenly God Realm. Although it was not a congenital supernatural power, its power was not weaker than that of a profound-level supernatural power.
The most important thing is that he can exert the greatest power of this sword, if it is used, it is definitely not weaker than the supernatural powers cultivated by other people.
"Brother Xiao, are you okay?" Qing Ming saw that there was something wrong with Xiao Fan, so he hurried over and asked worriedly.
Xiao Fan shook his head, but instead saw Qing Ming who was covered in blood and said, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." The corner of Qing Ming's mouth twitched slightly. Although Xiao Fan was hurt on his body, he couldn't say it. "It's fine, this formation is about to disappear, and the real battle is about to begin!" Xiao Fan nodded, his solemn eyes looked up at the sky.