Chapter 4494: I'm afraid one sword will kill you

"Holy Ancestor Huo You, it's really hard for you to hunt down here."
Xiao Fan raised the Shura sword in his hand and chopped it down gently. Who else could appear here besides Holy Ancestor Huo You?
If the opponent is still at the peak, Xiao Fan will naturally be afraid of three points.
But now the opponent's aura is extremely weak, even the ordinary Saint Ancestor Realm is estimated to be able to kill him.
"I am not Holy Ancestor Huoyou!" the scrawny old man said, staring at Xiao Fan coldly.
The Shura sword stayed an inch away from the old man, Xiao Fan frowned slightly.
It shouldn't be. Although the appearance and the aura are different, there is absolutely no second person besides the Holy Ancestor Huo You.
"Then who are you?" Xiao Fan asked curiously.
Pretend, you continue to pretend to me!
"Master, he is really not Holy Ancestor Huo You." Suddenly, endless fire emerged from Xiao Fan's body, turning into a beating face and looking at the old man.
"Oh?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, a little surprised.
According to him, there shouldn't be anyone here except Holy Ancestor Huo You.
"Jian Wusheng?" At this moment, Ye Qingcheng walked over and looked at the old man carefully.
Jian Wusheng?
Xiao Fan was very surprised when he heard these three words.
Didn't Jian Wusheng escape? Why did he appear here again?
Observe carefully, the person in front of you is really similar to Jian Wusheng's skeleton.
"Yes, I am Jian Wusheng." The old man gritted his teeth, undiminished in his guard.
Secretly, he was secretly restoring his strength, trying to restore the peak and escape.
"Jian Wusheng, we seem to have hatred, right?" Xiao Fan smiled, "I killed your clone that day, shouldn't you hate me?"
Jian Wusheng's eyelids twitched, and he took a deep breath and said, "You and Huoyou are enemies. We were enemies at the beginning because of Huyou. There is no permanent enemy in the world."
"But I don't want to let you go, what should I do?" Xiao Fan shrugged, "What's more, if you can survive, maybe if you kill you, I can get some secret treasure from you?"
"I don't have any secret treasures." Jian Wusheng said directly.
When the voice fell, he suddenly stepped on his feet, turning into a stream of light and shooting towards the flame light curtain.
boom!
However, a figure was faster than him, and a flame fist blasted him out and hit the ground fiercely.
"Want to escape? You also want to lie to your grandpa by this little means?" Endless Fire said with disdain.
Xiao Fan glanced at the endless fire. This guy seemed to have really become stronger. It is estimated that he has recovered a lot of memories and reached the level of ancestral fire.
"What do you want to do?" Jian Wusheng wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at Xiao Fan with a sullen face.
"Give him a chance." Xiao Fan glanced at Ye Qingcheng and directly sat down on a rock next to him.
Ye Qingcheng understood, and stepped toward Jian Wusheng: "If you can survive, you can survive, let's take action."
Groan~
A sword sound resounded everywhere, and endless sword aura bloomed from Ye Qingcheng, and the whole person was like a peerless divine sword, incarnate as a sword demon.
"Jian Ancestor?" Jian Wusheng squinted his eyes, then shook his head and said: "I am not an opponent, kill me."
"Why, don't you even have the courage to lift the sword?" Ye Qingcheng frowned, two ray of sword light burst into his eyes.
"You are at the pinnacle, and I don't have one or two strengths, why should I be humiliated by you?" Jian Wusheng sneered, looking like death.
Ye Qingcheng didn't hesitate and threw out a pill: "Swallow it."
Jian Wusheng was also a bachelor, and swallowed the pill directly.
In an instant, his aura went straight to the peak, and his terrifying sword aura was surging, not weaker than Ye Qingcheng.
Even Xiao Fan had to admit that Jian Wusheng was indeed a kendo master.
"Call me when you are done." Xiao Fan left a sentence, sinking into his body, once again comprehending the Immortal Fengtian Map.
With endless fire and Ye Qingcheng, it is difficult for ordinary people to kill him.
Not far away, Ye Qingcheng and Jian Wusheng had already collided fiercely.
The entire space was filled with sword qi everywhere, turning into a sword qi world.
However, Xiao Fan was indifferent, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
An hour later, Xiao Fan was extremely pleasantly surprised. He actually successfully comprehended the first small picture of the Immortal Seal of Heaven.
More importantly, he discovered that the immortal Fengtian map is not just a simple pattern.
Those lines, once the power of the source is condensed, can be turned into a terrifying attack, which is not weaker than the ordinary skill of the source.
And this is just to comprehend the first picture.
What if you understand the second picture, or even the third picture?
But soon, Xiao Fan was a little disappointed.
In the first picture, he realized that it took only one hour, but in the second picture, it took him three hours.
All this is the result of relying on the Shura sword.
Because the Shura sword integrates sacrifice to the sky, it contains some insights into the immortal Fengtian map.
Moreover, it would be countless times easier to simulate those lines with the Shura sword. Otherwise, you would never know how long it would take to comprehend a picture.
"Master, wake up, they are finished." The voice of endless fire sounded.
Xiao Fan opened his eyes, but found that Ye Qingcheng and Jian Wusheng were still standing with their swords.
Ye Qingcheng stood with his hands in his hands, his clothes floating, his white robe surpassed the snow, and the hair on his temples was a little messy.
The sword on the opposite side was inanimate, but the fingers of his left hand were dripping blood.
The result of this battle is self-evident.
"May I go now?" Jian Wusheng Yu Guang glanced at Xiao Fan with a rather dreadful look, his expression extremely solemn.
Although he lost to Ye Qingcheng with only half of his moves, Ye Qingcheng was just a subordinate.
He can't defeat even a subordinate, how can he defeat his master?
Maybe not his full strength in the last battle?
Ye Qingcheng was silent, but looked at Xiao Fan.
"Jian Wusheng." Xiao Fan stood up, smiled and said: "The four great ancestors are about to go to war next, you should know about this, what are your plans?"
"I'm just a casual cultivator, and the affairs of the four great ancestors have nothing to do with me." Jian Wusheng said without hesitation.
"No one can hide, especially in casual cultivators. You have to believe me on this point." Xiao Fan said again.
"Do you want me to submit to you?" Jian Wusheng understood what Xiao Fan meant.
"What do you think?" Xiao Fan smiled.
"Get out of the sword." Jian Wusheng had his pride. He knew that Xiao Fan was very strong, but Xiao Fan was only fighting against his clone.
Even if he knew that Xiao Fan was not easy, he still didn't believe that a half-step saint ancestor could defeat him.
Xiao Fan shook his head and smiled faintly: "I'm afraid that I will kill you with a single sword, so you should come."
Jian Wusheng's face was ugly, was he completely ignored?
"I won't show mercy!" Jian Wusheng grinned.
Before the words were over, the whole person disappeared in the same place out of thin air, flashed in front of Xiao Fan in an instant, a sharp light took Xiao Fan's eyebrows, and the speed was so fast that it made people stunned.