Supreme Killer

Chapter 94: Shura Sword

Chapter 94 The Shura Sword

Xiao Fan walked through the layers of guards of flowers and trees and stood at the gate of the courtyard, frowning slightly.

The far door was hidden, and looking up, the withered grass several meters high in the courtyard blocked Xiao Fan's sight. There was no life in the courtyard, and it was deserted. The courtyard and the courtyard were like two worlds.

Is this really the residence of Emperor Zhan?

Pushing open the wooden door, Xiao Fan walked in. There was a stone road leading to the lobby of the small courtyard. Just stepping on the stone road, Xiao Fan felt a powerful and killing air.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a **** scene. A man stood on the top of a mountain with his back facing the people, his hair flying wildly, and his stalwart back gave people a strong pressure.

Take a closer look, the mountain under his feet is actually piled up with countless corpses.

"How many people have to be killed?" Xiao Fan's pupils shrank, and his lips trembled a little, which was too terrifying.

Suddenly, the man with his back facing him slowly turned his head, Xiao Fan held his breath and wanted to see the true face of that figure clearly.

However, the man hadn't completely turned his head. It was just a profiled face. Xiao Fan could clearly see that there was a strange curve in the corner of his mouth.

"Puff!" Before he could see the man's true appearance, Xiao Fan suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and woke up.

"What happened?" Xiao Fan shook his head, feeling a headache, forcibly calming himself down, looked at the closed door, took a deep breath, and walked in.

With a creak, the wooden door opened, and a **** gust of wind swept from the house. The gust of wind was mixed with a trace of ice that was frozen into the bone marrow, and Xiao Fan's body suddenly stayed in place, and his body kept trembling.

"It's cold!" Xiao Fan shivered all over, his teeth kept fighting, and his body froze into a layer of ice.

In an instant, two rays of light, one black and one gold, rushed out of Xiao Fan's body, the ghost war soul suspended above his head, and the endless war soul burned all over his body from inside out.

The ice melted instantly, and a warm feeling swept across Xiao Fan's meridians.

When Xiao Fan woke up, his gaze suddenly fell on a black stone in the hall, and a **** long sword was turned over the black stone.

Around the blood-colored long sword, there were wisps of blood-colored mist lingering, Xiao Fan instantly understood that the illusion he had seen before was created by this blood-colored long sword.

"What a terrifying soldier." Xiao Fan took a deep breath, a trace of greed in his eyes, but he quickly recovered his calmness. How could it be simple that this sword can create illusions for people.

However, he has already come here, so he is a little unwilling to just give up.

"Try it first, if something goes wrong, I'll leave." Xiao Fan said firmly in his heart, and then walked towards the Scarlet Longsword step by step.

Walking three feet away from the Scarlet Longsword, Xiao Fan saw the two characters engraved on the top of the sword body-Shura!

"The Shura sword?" Xiao Fan was surprised, why Shura meant him very clearly, this was basically synonymous with killing and blood.

From the name Xiao Fan alone, he knew that this Shura sword was terrifying. Thinking about the scenes he saw before, Xiao Fan couldn't help but shudder, and he hesitated in his heart.

"Fine, it may not be a good thing to get this sword." Xiao Fan sighed, turned around and prepared to leave.

However, at this time, the sudden change occurred, and the Shura sword suddenly emitted **** halos, covering Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan's expression trembled, and his body seemed to be out of control. He turned and stretched out his right hand toward Xiao Fan. Shura sword grabbed it.

Xiao Fan's face was hideous, his eyes flushed, and he wanted to break free of that restraint, his right hand trembling constantly, but after all, he stopped.

The Shura Sword seemed to feel Xiao Fan's struggle, and the **** mist became thicker again, trying to completely conquer Xiao Fan.

"The sword, after all, is just a dead thing, how could I, Xiao Fan, be under your control!" Xiao Fan sneered. Suddenly, the ghost war soul and the endless war soul appeared at the same time, and the two huge soul powers were crushed toward the Shura sword.

Huhu!

There was a violent wind in the room, and the strange thing was that the ghost war soul was continuously pumping the **** mist emitted by the Shura sword, like a mad dragon sucking water, at an amazing speed.

The Shura sword seemed to have seen something terrifying, and it began to tremble crazily. Unfortunately, Xiao Fan would not give it any opportunity to continue to draw its **** mist.

After almost half a cup of tea, Xiao Fan finally saw that the Shura Sword had stopped struggling, its entire body was as red as blood. Compared with the previous time, it was less violent and ferocious, only the killing aura remained.

"Pop!" After a while, Xiao Fan grabbed the Shura sword in his hand, squinted his eyes and said: "The sword is a good sword, and it is a pity that it is ruined. I just happen to lack a magic weapon."

Immediately holding the Shura sword, he pulled a sword flower, and the sword aura whistled out, and then there was a crisp sound, and the whole small courtyard collapsed suddenly.

"This?" Xiao Fan was completely stunned. He never expected that the Shura Sword was so powerful. It was so powerful just by mobilizing a trace of soul power. It is estimated that there are only eighth rank gods or even ninth rank gods. Soldiers can have it.

Xiao Fan's heart was so happy that the ghost war soul was able to suppress the Shura sword, and his fear of the Shura sword disappeared completely.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan swept towards the black stone, only to find that there was a dilapidated book under the black stone.

After taking a look at the book, Xiao Fan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to open the book. This turned out to be a combat skill.

After a cursory glance, there were three major swordsmanships in this combat technique, but there were no textual descriptions, only a few pictures.

However, Xiao Fan was not disappointed, his mind moved the endless battle book in his dantian. Suddenly, those pictures seemed to come to life in an instant, and there was a phantom rehearsing in front of Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan watched attentively, for fear of missing something. After a while, Xiao Fan's body also moved, and moved with the phantom shadow to enter a state of selflessness.

Time passed, and I don't know how long it took, but the little witches on the lakeshore became a little anxious.

"What the youngest is doing, isn't it an evil spirit? After dancing there for a month, does it really get the inheritance of the war emperor." The fat man curled his lips. They wanted to wake Xiao Fan in the past, but they couldn't. Withstand the terrifying gravity of the lake.

"Looking at this, you should be practicing a combat skill and entering the state of selflessness." Ling Feng squinted his eyes, full of envy.

"But we are not here in vain. Now that I meet that Sun Jue, he must not know his father and mother." The fat man said viciously.

Within a month, they all broke through to the late stage of the Battle Venerable, and Ling Feng was only one step away from the peak of the Battle Venerable.

"Let's not waste time either. Before he wakes up, I will break through to the peak of Zun Zun." Ling Feng left a sentence and jumped into the lake again.

After a few more days, Xiao Fan finally stopped on the center island, and said: "Three sword moves, one sword is more powerful than one sword, and one sword is more lethal than one sword. Unfortunately, I only understood the first One sword kills blood, and the second sword Slaughter and the third sword Mie Shen are too mysterious. They can only roughly simulate their trajectory. It is estimated that Lian Zhan King Realm may not be able to comprehend it, but this first sword is enough to make me look down upon Zhan Zun. It's over."

Xiao Fan took a deep breath, a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, then raised his head to look at the little witches in the distance, and said: "Yancheng Autumn Hunt, I'm Xiao Fan."