Chapter 1308: A dead saint

The fight in the void is too dangerous, Zeerwan didn't want to fight Ao Fan, after all, is there any hatred?
Ao Fan smiled slightly and said, "If we did this early, we won't become what we are now."
As he spoke, the divine sword in Ao Fan's hand turned into a stream of light and disappeared completely.
After taking a deep look at Ao Fan, Zeerwan said, "You are a variable. The nine heavenly sages are used to the stability of the heavens. Hongjun has nothing to do with you, but it doesn't mean that other people have nothing to do."
"Zeus and Odin hate to see your rise, they are Kunpeng's old friends for many years."
Hearing these two familiar names, Ao Fan raised his brows and chuckled softly: "I can't help myself."
Seeing that Ao Fan is so confident, even Zeerwan couldn't help but feel a little confused at this time. This Ao Fan is a saint of heaven, but where is his confidence?
The saint of heaven is immortal, unless he abandons the saint by himself, no one can kill him.
No matter how strong Ao Fan is, he hasn't reached the point of crushing the saints of Heaven. How can he be confident that these three people are overpowering?
For a moment, Zeerwan narrowed his eyes, looked at Ao Fan and asked, "You seem to have known the existence of these heavenly saints?"
Ao Fan ignored the opponent, only saw golden light flashing in his eyes, and then glanced into the void.
In just a moment of effort, he discovered that there were a few more heavenly powers in the void.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and Ao Fan said, "It seems that some people are very concerned about me. Since they are here, let's come out and meet me."
As soon as the voice fell, I saw Nan Ao Fan waved with one hand, and the powerful dragon power gushed out.
In the void, several dragons condensed, and then several lightsabers were formed to pierce the void.
The space began to twist in an instant, and even the light of thunder began to appear in the void.
The powerful force instantly tore apart several spaces not far away, and in the next second golden light emerged from the torn space.
The lightsaber was completely resisted, and then slowly dispersed after a while, but the space had been completely torn apart.
Seeing this scene, Zelwan raised his brows and looked at the torn spaces.
I saw a middle-aged man in a long robe walked out slowly, his expression was calm, but his eyes were staring at Ao Fan with an inexplicable light.
As for the other side, there was a man in a battle armor with short brown hair and a sturdy figure. There was nothing in his hands, but a flash of thunder flashed on the armor from time to time.
The main Zeus and the main Odin Qiqi appeared in the space, but no one appeared in that other space.
"Kunpeng, it's all here, won't you come out to see you?"
As soon as the voice fell, there was a silence in the void, and everyone's eyes were projected into the torn space.
After a while, I saw that Kunpeng walked out of the space.
Staring at Ao Fan, Kun Peng said in a cold voice, "It's been a long time since I saw the Dragon Emperor. It seems that your cultivation level has improved a lot?"
"After all, I don't spend all my thoughts on making trouble like you."
Ao Fan sneered, his eyes instantly turned cold, and he looked at Kun Peng's cold voice and said: "Your hand stretched out is too long. The four continents are not your site. The Western religion is still alive in Xiniu Hezhou. That's also because I have left some leeway with my heart. Do you really want Western religion to become history?"
"Hiding the heavenly path, you are looking for death, Kunpeng!"
A cold light flashed across that Kunpeng's face, and Shengwei began to condense on his body, almost the same as Ao Fan's tit-for-tat, with no intention of retreating.
"There has never been any conflict between the mission of the Western religion in the four continents and your Dragon Palace. Isn't it possible that your Dragon Palace can't accommodate this Western religion?"
"The luck to seize my four continents, do you have the face to say?"
Ao Fan waved his hand and included himself and Yuan Shi Tianzun and the others behind him, and said with a cold voice, "You think I am blinded?"
Without waiting for Kunpeng to speak, he saw that Ao Fan looked at Odin and Zeus in an instant, without fear of the power of the heavenly saint on each other.
The divine sword in his hand reappeared with just a wave, and in the void behind him, countless divine sword clones appeared.
The tip of the sword pointed directly at the two of Odin and Zeus, and the corners of Ao Fan's mouth showed a cruel smile at this time, and the two instantly shrouded and locked them like the endless darkness in the void.
"You two are full to support you, calculate me with him? If you want to die, tell me in advance. There are two gods, and some of my methods are ruined."
As soon as the voice fell, the endless killing intent and Longwei condensed in the void, crushing towards the two.
Feeling the terrifying murderous intent, Zeus and Odin suddenly changed their faces and looked at Ao Fan with some surprise.
The two of them were on the same road as Kunpeng, but they didn't expect this Ao Fan to be so fierce.
I thought it was just a heavenly saint who had just advanced, and his strength was still unstable. It could be said to be a world of difference from their existence at the beginning of the world.
After all, this Ao Fan only cultivated the day after tomorrow, no matter how strong it is, it won't be so strong.
None of the three heavenly saints can hold down one, so their cultivation for hundreds of millions of years would be too shameful.
But now Zeus and Odin found that Ao Fan was not as simple as they thought.
As for Zelvan, who was watching the play, he looked at Ao Fan dumbfounded.
What is going on with this murderous intent that is much stronger than just now? How did Ao Fan do it?
At this time, Zeerwan felt very thankful that he hadn't fought with Ao Fan before. With this posture, he barely blocked it, fearing that he would suffer some injuries.
Is there any upper limit for Ao Fan?
Patriarch Kunpeng watched where Ao Fan unconcealed his release of Longwei, and his heart was full of resentment.
With a wave of one hand, he planned to strike first to be strong, and first caught Na Ao Fan by surprise.
The golden light surged in his hand, and then a strand of golden thread rolled towards that Ao Fan.
It seemed plain and flat, but with the appearance of this golden line in the void, it began to fluctuate suddenly.
The spiritual power in the void instantly became violent, and immediately formed countless sharp spikes squeezing towards Ao Fan in all directions.
Feeling the sudden pressure, Ao Fan sneered, but with a light movement of his wrist, most of the flying sword separated.
Countless flying swords began to fuse, and in the blink of an eye they condensed into a huge and extremely sharp sword in the void.
When the sharp sword swept across the void, a large blade of light slashed towards the sharp thorn. The spirit power that was still manic was slashed by the golden light, and it instantly became stable.
And the countless sharp thorns also disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared before.
"boom!"
A loud bang sounded, and the golden light fell towards the depths of the void, until it disappeared, but at the end a dull voice came.
The entire void was turbulent for a while, feeling the power of this sword, Kun Peng's face suddenly changed, his hands froze in mid-air, his face looked at Ao Fan with hesitation.
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