Chapter 221: Kill the King

Chapter Two and One
Seeing Xiao Fan taking the initiative to attack, the hearts of the crowd trembled. He was a strong king of war, not a monk of the war sect.
The King of War and the Sect of War, but there is a huge difference, it is almost an insurmountable gap. After all, reaching the realm of King of War, has been able to travel from the sky, facing low-level cultivators, has been invincible.
No matter how fierce you attack, there are also distance limits. The King of War is suspended high in the sky, and the attack can't help him!
"Ignorance!" The white-clothed youth cast a disdainful look at Xiao Fan, stepped on his foot, and shot towards the sky in an instant. Raising his hand was a blow, killing Xiao Fan.
"Domineering Tianquan!"
However, at this moment, a bolt of lightning shot towards Jiuxiao, the speed is incredible, when people came back to their senses, they saw Xiao Fan already appearing on the head of the white-clothed youth, with a terrifying punch.
How did the white-clothed youth know that Xiao Fan's explosive power is so terrifying, this is simply a humanoid beast.
The smile on his face instantly solidified. Before he could make a move, Xiao Fan's punch hit his face directly, the sound of bone cracking came out, and several blood teeth flew out of his mouth.
boom! With a sharp explosion, the white-clothed youth fell from a high altitude like a cannonball, smashing a huge hole in the frozen river.
At the same time, Xiao Fan fell from a high altitude without hesitation and rushed into the hole.
"Hiss!" The crowd sucked in air, their hearts trembling.
That is the King of War powerhouse, who was blown away by Xiao Fan with a punch? You know, Xiao Fan is only a cultivation base in the late stage of the Battle Sect Realm.
Xue Yulong's face sank. He didn't expect Xiao Fan to be so powerful. He was wondering if he could do this step by changing himself.
Moreover, he could see that Xiao Fan’s previous body and combat skills soaring into the sky were his Xue Family’s unique body and combat skills, the vertical ladder, but Xiao Fan was much more proficient in using it than him, and even reached了化境.
"You said, can Xiao Fan kill the king?" Lou Aotian also showed interest. This was also the first sentence he said after sitting here for several hours.
Kill the king?
Xue Yulong's expression was gloomy, but he didn't want to offend Lou Aotian. In Xueyue Dynasty, if anyone didn't buy his royal Xue family's account, then there was Lou's family.
"It's hard to say that under the ice surface, the river water may not freeze, but it is frozen into the bone marrow. Even if the King of War realm is strong, it will be difficult to move. Xiao Fan is even more unable to withstand the severe cold. Whether the two will survive is still unknown." Bai Yu Speaking, he didn't favor anyone, it was a fair idea.
"I think that Xiao Fan will definitely die. If the King of War realm is difficult to move, he would have been frozen into an ice sculpture in the realm of War Sect. After all, this river has been frozen to death by the strong King of War." Baili Wenfeng sneered. Tao.
"Even if you don't freeze into an ice sculpture, you will undoubtedly die. The gap between the battle sect realm and the battle king is the difference between heaven and earth." Chen Feng said, he also wished Xiao Fan died.
"Not necessarily, Xiao Fan's battle spirit is cold and dark. The cold of the river may not be able to win him, and I always feel that there is a secret in him that we don't know." What is surprising is that Baili Kuangfeng thought that Xiao Fan could survive.
After losing to Xiao Fan before, Baili Kuangfeng seemed to have changed a person, and the arrogance seemed to be wiped out, and the whole person became stable.
"I think so too, Baili Kuangfeng, you should be grateful to Xiao Fan." Lou Aotian smiled suddenly, with an unpredictable look.
If you were to say this to someone else, Xue Yulong, Baili Wenfeng, and Chen Feng would have been sarcastic, but it was Lou Aotian who was talking, and they could only shut their mouths obediently.
There was only a moment of silence in Baili Gale, and his expression was somewhat complicated.
Speaking of Xiao Fan smashing the white warrior king into the river, the monks on the river could no longer see here, and even the spirit power could not penetrate.
In the depths of the river bottom, the river water did not freeze, but rushed quickly. When entering the river water, both the white-clothed youth and Xiao Fan shuddered.
The two of them released their spirit power guards without any hesitation. However, that cold air instantly froze their spirit power, and even penetrated into their bodies.
Neither of them took action, and now they are hard to protect themselves. Xiao Fan felt a little regretful. He knew that he would not come down and suffer. It was rumored that the river could freeze to death the King of War. He didn't believe it before, but now he believes it.
But he also knew that if he didn't come down, the other party would definitely not stay here stupidly.
The white-clothed youth looked at Xiao Fan angrily and looked upwards from time to time, but eventually gave up. Once he wanted to sneak up, Xiao Fan would definitely attack him desperately.
Xiao Fan was not his opponent on the water, but it was different when he was underwater.
With a whirr, the white-clothed youth burst into flames all over his body, resisting the cold air, and above his head, a long sword burning with flames rose and fell.
The white-clothed youth finally showed a smile on his face, but in just an instant, the white-clothed youth's complexion changed wildly, and when he looked up, he found that his battle spirit flame began to slowly extinguish.
"It's really wishful thinking to use the Seventh-Rank Fighting Soul Fire Sun Sword to resist the chill." Xiao Fan sneered in his heart and trembled. His body had begun to stiffen slowly.
Although the ghost war spirit is floating behind him, constantly absorbing the cold air, this cold air is too domineering, as if it wants to burst the ghost war spirit.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Xiao Fan was shocked. Looking inside the dantian, he discovered that the white stones in the dantian actually emitted white halos, spreading across the meridians.
The next moment, there was a warm current in the meridians, and that feeling made Xiao Fan feel as if he had turned into an immortal. He had never thought that a warm current would be so comfortable.
Soon, Xiao Fan discovered another peculiar thing, that is, the ghost war soul is absorbing the icy chill to become stronger. Thinking of this, Xiao Fan's heart is happy, the ghost war soul has been stuck in the sixth rank war soul for some time. If it can break through to rank seven, that would be great.
It's just that he also knows that it is not so simple for the ghost war soul to break through the seventh rank.
"Resolve this trouble first, the second child may not be able to block the woman." Xiao Fan's eyes were slightly cold, and he walked towards the white-clothed youth step by step.
The white-clothed youth trembled all over, and the chill had frozen into his bones. Although the seventh-rank battle spirit Fire Yang sword was strong, it could not resist the chill. You know, this river has not existed for many years, and the chill is terrifying to the extreme. .
Seeing Xiao Fan coming, the white-clothed youth's complexion changed. He wanted to escape, but his body was completely stiff.
"I laughed at this Fire Sun Sword Battle Soul." Xiao Fan smiled indifferently, and the Ghost War Soul suddenly rushed towards the Fire Sun Sword. After devouring the endless chill, the Ghost War Soul has slowly adapted to the environment here.
When he saw that Xiao Fan's battle spirit could even swallow his battle spirit, the white-clothed youth showed a look of horror, but he was helpless. Even with his knowledge, he had never heard of such a battle spirit.
"You can die." After a few breaths, the spirit power of the Fire Sun Sword Battle Soul was swallowed by the ghost battle soul, Xiao Fan directly twisted the neck of the white-clothed youth, like breaking an ice sculpture, showing the horror of the cold here.
The young man in white had never thought that his own dignified warlord would die in the hands of a small dynasty's war sect.
"If you can survive, come here to practice again." Xiao Fan took a deep breath, took off the soul ring from the white-clothed youth, then turned and shot upwards. This is an excellent place for cultivation, but the fat man's safety is at his risk. Care more.