Chapter two hundred and forty-eight
The dim sky was extremely dull, just like Jiang Xiaofan's mood at this moment, leaving anger. He stood outside the rotten forest, and his terrifying murderous intent surged out, like waves hitting the sky, shocking everyone's faces changed wildly, and then retreated.
"It's you!"
Someone spoke with a hint of horror. It was one of the men who were following Situ Mu.
Jiang Xiaofan was coming from the sky, his speed was as fast as lightning, so fast that no one could react. He took a simple and direct move, stepped on Situ Mu, penetrated Tang Hongguang, and smashed Fangcheng, instantly shocking everyone's souls.
"He...he is..."
There were many trialists on the outside, each of whom was pale and even breathing became a little difficult. Tang Hongguang, Situ Mu, Fang Cheng, and the three of them had already become famous in the burial place of gods and ghosts, and were powerful, but now they were easily shocked by Jiang Xiaofan, and were seriously injured with one blow, which was terrifying and trembling.
Bing Xin landed, glanced at Situ Mu and others, and looked at Jiang Xiaofan's murderous intent. She said nothing, turned her head to look at the beautiful black voluptuous forest in front of her, and immediately frowned, feeling a very bad breath.
"Ice...the saint of the Ice Palace!"
Someone exclaimed and retreated directly.
There is no doubt that Bing Xin's appearance made these people even more shocked. One of the four great immortal sects, the successor of the Ice Palace, is truly the most powerful existence that has stood at the peak of the younger generation. Even if it has not taken action, it is enough to shock the burial place of gods and ghosts.
"It's you, damn it!"
Situ Mu yelled, his eyes were red when he was stepped on by Jiang Xiaofan.
"boom……"
The divine power spread and swept across the four fields. At this moment, he was like a volcanic eye, shaking the earth. Not long ago, he accidentally broke into a dense area, and his cultivation level improved greatly, which was much stronger than before, and his power was amazing.
I have to say that this power is really powerful, which shocked many trialists and looked over.
However, Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were very cold, filled with cruel murderous intent. He stepped on Situ Mu's chest and used force hard, just like under the Demon Mountain. The sound of bones breaking suddenly came out, causing Situ Mu to cough up blood.
There are many core disciples of Ziwei Sect and Ziyang Sect here. They first showed surprise, and then their expressions became colder, and they smiled sinisterly. The magic weapon in their hands was shining, and their murderous intent surged, staring at the center.
"You dare to come alone!"
"Kill him!"
The words were cold, the divine light soared into the sky, and the murderous intent quickly spread. Tang Hongguang of the Ziwei Sect and Fang Cheng of the Ziyang Sect spoke one after another and came over at the same time. It was a shame to be seriously injured by Jiang Xiaofan, and their faces looked a little ugly.
"boom……"
There is a reason why the two of them were able to make a name for themselves in this trial area. At this moment, they took action at the same time, and the sharp aura was very impatient, shattering the large clouds in the sky and shattering the large terrain under their feet.
"Bang……"
Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were cold, his black hair danced lightly, and his silver slap moved directly to meet him, swaying two gale winds, shook Tang Hongguang, and pulled Fangcheng away, leaving only two strings of blood mist floating in the void, charming and terrifying.
"you!"
The two changed color, the core disciples of their sect changed color, and the many trialists watching changed color. They injured Tang Hongguang and Fang Cheng with just a slap. Such combat power was simply terrifying, terrifying, and their scalp was numb.
The strong were alarmed, and even Tang Hongguang and Fang Cheng changed color slightly, stopping the action of taking action. Although Situ Mu was only from a small sect, it was really scary. This secret technique was too strange, exceeding the expectations of the two, making them feel threatened.
However, the next moment, in the sky, Situ Mu's voice suddenly changed drastically, full of fear: "What's going on, why, why can't you gather together? Damn, you...what did you do to me?!"
The lights in the void were scattered. Situ Mu controlled the Holy Light Transformation Yuan Dao and wanted to reconcentrate the incarnation of light, but what scared him was that the broken light could not be reunited and could not get closer, floating in the void like smoke and dust.
"this……"
"Didn't we all reunited just now? What's the matter now?"
"There is silver light there, which seems to be blocking the aggregation of divine light!"
Everyone was puzzled, but just a moment later, a careful trialist discovered anomaly. Among the countless fragments of light, a faint silver color flowed at the edge. Whenever the fragments of light wanted to aggregate together, these silver lights would block and disrupt the tendency of condensation.
The Holy Light Transformation Yuan Dao is indeed very strange, but no matter how strange it is, it cannot escape the essence of divine power. The dozens of black dragons before already contained the power of the divine power, which hindered the condensation of its divine power and made it difficult for the Holy Light Transformation Yuan Dao to reunite.
"boom……"
The thunder sounded, shocking the sky.
In just a moment, countless lightning bolts fell from the sky, densely packed, turning this place into a sea of lightning, instantly shattering all the fragments of light.
"ah!"
Situ Mu's scream sounded, shrill and sad.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaofan attacked without any difference. Under the lightning of the sky, the earth was slashed with anxiety, forcibly shattering Situ Mu's holy light transformation Yuandao, revealing his dying true body, pale face and coughing up blood.
The Holy Light Transformation Yuan Dao was broken, so he naturally endured the backlash.
"You...you..."
He pointed at Jiang Xiaofan, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
"die!"
Jiang Xiaofan couldn't talk nonsense with him, the word "death" vibrated everywhere.
"puff……"
A thick thunder fell from the sky, drowned Situ Mu with a bang, instantly shattering his body, not even a trace of blood and flesh, turning into dust in the sky, completely wiped out by the power of Thunder God.
"Dead...really dead!"
"This, this..."
As a result, many cultivators were trembling in their souls and their lips were trembling.
These people knew very well how strong Situ Mu was. I don’t know how many trialists died in this burial place of gods and ghosts. However, now, they were killed by Jiang Xiaofan like chopping cabbage, which made Pig Qiang afraid.
Jiang Xiaofan turned his head, his eyes were cold, and he stared at Tang Hongguang and Fang Cheng, and stepped up. Thunder flashed outside his body, and there were tiny electric arcs lingering, crackling, and the bone-breathing murderous intent was like the ice of the Jedi without any concealment.
"Do you really think you can do it if you want to face all of us?"
Tang Hongguang's eyes were cold, but his expression became solemn. Facing Jiang Xiaofan at this moment, as powerful as him, the cultivation level of the fifth level of the Phantom God's Heaven, he actually felt the pressure like a mountain, as if a peerless heavenly sword was pressed against his throat, feeling uncomfortable and depressed.
"One person, hunched, can only die!"
Fangcheng of Ziyang Sect spoke, his words were cold. However, the next moment, a dazzling sword light broke through time and space, almost to the extreme, with an astonishing murderous intent, pierced his eyebrows with a puff, and blood splattered everywhere.
"No...no...probably!"
Fang Cheng coughed blood and fell to the sky, his eyes filled with horror, but everything had nothing to do with him. His vision was quickly blurred, and the world suddenly became dark. The sword energy of the sky broke into his body, and the terrifying murderous intent directly shattered his ocean of spiritual consciousness and wiped out his entire body's functions.
"Hiss..."
The sound of gasping in the air sounded, and there were naturally many onlookers in this place, but at this moment, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Situ Mu, Fang Cheng, and the two men who were terrifying the burial site of gods and ghosts were all killed. In front of Jiang Xiaofan, they were like local chickens and tiles, even worse than tofu, which made these people's spines cold and a thrilling feeling aroused.
"you!"
Tang Hongguang finally changed color, and fear flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but take a step back. But at this moment, a silver iron fist suddenly appeared in his sight, like a world-destroying millstone smashed over. Before he really got close, the wind made his cheeks hurt and his blood vessels cracked.
"puff……"
Chapter completed!