Chapter 2225: Shura sword collapsed

Now it's your turn!
Xiao Fan's icy words were like countless sharp swords killing Yuwenhou, Yuwenhou couldn't help but shudder, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
However, he calmed down quickly, and his murderous spirit was revived, and he was more vigorous than before. He grinned and said, "If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability!"
"I'll let you see it!" Xiao Fan responded coldly, and once again raised the Shura sword towards Yu Wenhou.
As the words fell, Yuwenhou pinched his hands and sculpted a series of handprints, and more and more runes began to condense into a series of gods, and the void gods bloomed with infinite treasures and dazzling.
Under the light of this light, Xiao Fan felt a tingling sensation all over his body, as if his body was pierced by an endless sword.
Although there was no blood flowing out of his body, the painful feeling was extremely real.
Moreover, the pressure on the space around him is increasing, and even his physical body has a faint tendency to be unable to bear it.
"Divine carving master?" Xiao Fan looked at Yu Wenhou slightly unexpectedly. He didn't expect that Yu Wenhou would have such a powerful pattern attainments, even if he Xiao Fan is far inferior.
"You still know the divine carving master?" Yu Wenhou didn't expect Xiao Fan to be able to see his identity. He sneered approvingly, and then said: "You can die in the hands of my middle-level divine carving master. It's worth it!"
"Crush!"
Yuwenhou shouted loudly, and the divine lines flowed. Around Xiao Fan, four walls of light could be seen faintly, continuously crushing Xiao Fan.
The void made a creaking sound, which was the sound of broken bones.
An expression of pain appeared on Xiao Fan's face. This pressure was definitely more uncomfortable than the squeeze of the collision and trembling of two stars.
If he could exert all his power, he would be able to break this bondage, but now, all his other magical powers have been suppressed.
Even Xiao Fan had to admit that this kind of pattern method was extremely strange, and it was able to change the power of the void.
Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, a flash of light suddenly burst from the center of his eyebrows, and he rushed towards Yuwenhou at an extremely fast speed, but it was a pity that he dissipated strangely before getting close.
"It's useless, your soul attack is powerful, but you can't even lock me down, how can you kill me?" Yu Wenhou said in disdain, with a hideous look on his face.
Thinking of killing Xiao Fan, there was an inexplicable excitement on his face. If Xiao Fan hadn't killed all his subordinates, he would think this was a very wonderful thing.
Xiao Fanjai was about to split. Among the monks of the same rank, he had encountered such a terrifying opponent for the first time. Even the corpse prince could not resist this terrible pressure with his body alone.
His physical body has been tempered by countless divinities, and it has become strong to a terrifying level, but it can only be blocked.
If this continues, he will definitely crush it into mash.
Countless thoughts flashed through Xiao Fan's mind, and it was impossible to break the shackles of the gods with the kind of supernatural powers he had mastered.
His mind moved the white stone in his mind, but at this moment, the white stone was not moved, lying quietly in the shrine.
Xiao Fan finally knew that the white stone might be able to help him sometimes, but it was not omnipotent.
"You have to rely on yourself for everything." Xiao Fan forced himself to calm down.
Now his only reliance is the Shura sword in his hand, but this Void God Pattern is a nihilistic existence. Can he break it with the sword in his hand?
Xiao Fan's mind moved the Shura Sword, and the Shura Sword at this moment seemed to feel the indomitability in his master's heart and began to tremble violently.
Scarlet blood bloomed, revealing an unparalleled sharp aura, Xiao Fan raised the Asura sword high, all his attention focused on the Asura sword.
Huhu!
The Shura sword suddenly roared, and the endless sword aura rushed out, killing the void, and the sword body was rapidly growing.
One foot, two feet...
This process was very slow, but the Shura sword was indeed growing rapidly, but Xiao Fan also seemed very struggling to lift the huge Shura sword.
The blue veins on his forehead squirmed, his face flushed, and his pupils were bloodshot.
"The King's Sword?" Seeing that the Shura sword in Xiao Fan's hand was changing, Yu Wenhou also showed a look of horror, but he recovered his calm after a moment.
Then he shook his head again and said: "Unfortunately, this is just a sword of the king that has not yet opened its front. Wanting to break through my void art is tantamount to a dream!"
Didn't you start?
Xiao Fan thought in his heart, he remembered that Lian Xinzi once said that the Shura sword needed to be unblocked, but it was not a Kaifeng.
Unblocking is completely different from Kaifeng. Unblocking means that the Shura sword has already reached a certain height, but it has been sealed by a specific method.
Moreover, if the Shura sword wants to unblock it, he needs his own understanding of kendo.
Kaifeng, on the other hand, is a new sword that requires specific methods to open the front and reveal its true edge.
The difference between the two may seem small, but in fact it is completely different.
Xiao Fan stared at the Shura Sword in his hand, wondering who said it was right, whether the Shura Sword needed to be unblocked or it was really not opened.
Bang bang!
Suddenly, there was a tremor from the Asura sword, and Xiao Fan suddenly spouted a mouthful of blood, but he saw that dense cracks appeared on the Asura sword, spreading like a spider web.
The Shura sword is ruined?
Xiao Fanjai was about to split, he had already made the Shura sword into the sword of his life, the Shura sword was damaged, and he himself was severely injured.
Of course, this injury was nothing to Xiao Fan. What made him so angry was that the beloved sword that followed him to the Battle Soul Continent was broken!
For so many years, he has long regarded the Shura sword as his own partner. Now that he is damaged, how can Xiao Fan not be angry?
"Haha, it really is a blunt sword. It can't even bear this strength. If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed." Yuwenhou laughed wildly, seeing Xiao Fan's wounds, and he was inexplicably happy.
Bang bang bang! There were more and more cracks on the Shura sword, and finally couldn't bear the strong pressure, and began to explode, with countless fragments flying everywhere.
Xiao Fan was the first to bear the brunt, his body was torn by sword energy, and blood shot.
"Haha, Xiao Fan, how does it feel to die under his own sword?" Seeing Xiao Fan's hand, Yu Wenhou's smile was even stronger.
He seems to have forgotten that this divine pattern space has already been imprisoned by him. It stands to reason that it is impossible for Xiao Fan to be injured by the fragments of the Asura sword in the sky.
"I was wrong." Suddenly, Xiao Fan said, watching the Shura sword in his hand collapse, with a bitter look on his face.
"Now you know it's wrong, it's too late!" Upon hearing Xiao Fan's words, Yu Wenhou pinched his hands and punched a few mudra: "It's useless to beg for mercy. You can go to death now."
Suddenly, the pressure in that space increased again, and the bones in Xiao Fan's body suddenly shattered a lot, blood flying across.
However, Xiao Fan didn't care at all, his eyes kept staring at the safe fragment of the Shura sword, and a sword-shaped crystal appeared in the center of his eyebrows.
The sword-shaped crystal exudes purple-golden light, supremely noble, gorgeous and dazzling, the sword-shaped crystal is nothing but the crystal of his divine power.
On the surface, the sword-shaped crystal is almost no different from the Shura sword. "I relied on your strength too much, but I forgot, no matter how you are, it's just a sword." Xiao Fan muttered to himself, gently stroking the fragment of the Shura sword in front of him, as if Talking to my old friends is so normal.