Chapter 4360: Alive

An anger flashed across Jian Wusheng's icy face, he was actually provoked by a little high-grade Fa Zun?
Although he is the cultivation base of the Heavenly Sovereign Realm, anyone who knows him knows that he is the second-ranked person among the nine war generals of Saint Ancestor Huo You.
Isn't it as simple as squeezing an ant to kill a high-grade Dharma Venerable state?
"You are fine!"
Jian Wusheng stepped forward, without saying much or sarcasm, just said a little.
At the next moment, a long sword appeared abruptly in his hand, and the long sword trembled slightly, and a sword rainbow swept across the sky, whizzing down like a meteor.
The speed is incredible.
Even if the Saint Ancestor is immortal, it may not be able to easily escape this blow.
This is the power of Jian Wusheng, his speed can look at most of the immortal ancestors, even if the cultivation base can't keep up, it can make him fight the immortal ancestors.
It can be said that his kendo is a fast word!
There is no life under the sword, no life under the sword!
After cutting down this sword, Jian Wusheng had already put away the long sword, without even looking at Xiao Fan.
In his opinion, it is impossible for Xiao Fan to escape this blow.
A dead person, why should I look at it more?
Only in the next moment, a sonorous sound instantly attracted his attention, causing his lingering light to slowly sweep towards Xiao Fan.
"Huh?" Jian Wusheng's brows turned into Chuan in an instant.
Because in his eyes, a person stood there intact.
How can it be?
This was Jian Wusheng's thoughts in their hearts, and it was also what Huo You Saint Ancestor thought.
In addition to shock, there is only shock.
Jian Wusheng may not have seen it, but they saw it clearly.
When Jian Wusheng's sword slashed on Xiao Fan's body, it splashed a lot of fire.
Although Xiao Fan's clothes were broken, but his body was unharmed.
That's Jian Wusheng's sword, isn't it known as Wukuai Unbreakable?
But now, what's going on?
Zi Ruxue was a little dumbfounded when Xiao Fan blocked Jian Wusheng's sword. What a powerful physical body was this?
You know, he is still only the high-grade Fa Zun realm, how can he be stronger than his own physical body of the immortal ancestor realm?
"The tickle is about the same. With this strength, can you become the second place in Huo You Temple?" Xiao Fan patted his shoulder, snorting.
Don't look at Xiao Fan's performance very relaxed, but when the sword was cut just now, he was also shocked and inexplicable.
Although he broke through the sixth forge of the supreme golden body, he couldn't guarantee that he would not be broken by the sword of the peerless Heavenly Venerable Realm.
But now it seems that the effect is still good.
The most important thing is that he hasn't used the Nine Asuras yet. If he does the Eighth Asuras, his physical strength is definitely no less than the seventh forging of the supreme golden body, and even stronger.
Not to destroy the physical body of the stone ancestor, only the seventh forging of the supreme golden body.
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan had a lot of courage.
He didn't believe that a peerless Heavenly Venerate could break through the body of the Immortal Stone Ancestor.
Otherwise, how can the Road of Stone Ancestor compare with the Road of Saint Ancestor?
Of course, if he encounters the strong among the Immortal Ancestor, he still has to be jealous, after all, this level of power can break the seventh forge of the supreme golden body.
"Come again!" Xiao Fan hooked his finger at Jian Wusheng.
Jian Wusheng's face was red, as if he had eaten a dead mouse.
In the next moment, he urged the power of the source to transform into a tens of thousands of feet long supreme source of the sword, slashing down towards Xiao Fan.
Holy Ancestor Huo You and the others looked at Xiao Fan as if they were dead, and dared to provoke Jian Wusheng, do they really think that your supreme golden body can be defended?
However, it is beyond everyone's expectations.
Xiao Fan stood there still intact, looking at Jian Wusheng contemptuously, and exclaimed: "Didn't you hear it with a little bit of strength? You really lost Huo You Sacred Hall's face."
"Bastard!" Jian Wusheng was really angry.
Not only Xiao Fan's provocation, but Xiao Fan's indifference!
His Jian Wusheng had his current status because of his strength, not luck.
He is proud of him, how can he tolerate the humiliation of a high-grade Dharma Venerable?
This time, he almost exhausted his whole body strength, and slashed towards Xiao Fan with a sword.
Xiao Fan did not underestimate him, but urged Shura's ninth change, and at the same time stimulated the power of endless blood, making the physical power reach its peak.
But he still didn't fight back, but let the sword attack without life, he was just defending.
boom!
The terrifying explosion shocked the sky, and endless sword energy erupted from Xiao Fan.
His clothes were twisted into powder by the sword qi, but his body did not even appear a small crack.
In other words, Jian Wusheng's strongest sword could not break Xiao Fan's defense.
Not only that, there was also a huge gap in the long sword in Jian Wusheng's hands.
Everyone looked at Xiao Fan like a monster, what level of flesh was this?
Looking at the eternal time and space, there are few human bodies that can match him, right?
You know, only the body of the Immortal Stone Ancestor can compare to Xiao Fan, and people who follow the path of Stone Ancestor are extremely rare.
"It's rubbish!"
Xiao Fan shook his head contemptuously, and said indifferently.
He was also very surprised, and the strength of his physical body was much stronger than he thought.
As long as he doesn't encounter the immortal stone ancestor, he will be fearless.
As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Fan flashed in vain, and instantly appeared in front of Jian Wusheng, clasping his neck with one hand, and lifting it up like a chicken.
Jian Wusheng's face flushed red and he continued to struggle, but he didn't have any strength to resist at this moment.
Xiao Fan naturally wouldn't give him a chance to resist, so he took out a few golden needles and penetrated into his body.
After all, he also finally angered Jian Wusheng, letting Jian Wusheng run out of strength, otherwise, Xiao Fan could not be sure that he could stop him.
No matter how weak Jian Wusheng is, he is also a character who can fight the Indestructible Saint Ancestor, and Xiao Fan is not qualified to underestimate the Indestructible Saint Ancestor.
"Asshole thing, let him go!" Holy Ancestor Huo returned to his senses, and a murderous aura directed towards Xiao Fan.
But Xiao Fan also reacted swiftly, and instantly fell in front of Zi Ruxue not far away. As long as the Holy Ancestor Huo You didn't do it himself, he wouldn't be afraid of the soul pressure of the peerless Holy Ancestor Realm.
"Master, kill and scrape, listen and respect." Xiao Fan said with a slight polite.
Zi Ruxue knew that Xiao Fan had moved another thought. If he wanted to kill Sword Wusheng, he had already done it just now.
However, it is not that simple to conquer Jian Wusheng.
After pondering for a few breaths, Ziru blood gritted his teeth and said decisively: "Kill!"
Xiao Fan suddenly raised his head to look at Zi Ruxue. He didn't think that Zi Ruxue didn't understand what he meant, but Zi Ruxue insisted on saying that. Then how should he choose?
For a time, Xiao Fan was caught in a difficult choice.
Is it to kill or not to kill?