One person transforms the gods into the heavens

Chapter 239: The Sky Street is full of Gongqing bones!
Seeing that the silver-scale dragon python flew away completely, Fan Xian couldn't help but completely collapsed on the ground, and thanked the archer:

"Brother, thank you very much!"

But the man said: "You don't need to thank me, Fan Xian, I'm here to take your life!"

"I shot that arrow just to see if the beast king would take his anger out on you again, and then fight you again. What I didn't expect was that the beast king was so timid and just ran away!" With a hint of regret.

Fan Xian was a little puzzled: "It would be interesting to take my life. I, Fan Xian, first arrived in the capital, but who did I offend?"

"Someone wants you to die, you have to die!"

"Then do you know that I am a great master?"

The man nodded, and said with some disdain: "It's the end of the battle, Fan Xian, you have been seriously injured, how much strength do you have left?"

The man drew the bow and set the arrow again, and shot directly at Fan Xian. Fan Xian turned slightly to avoid it.

The arrow was like a shooting star chasing the moon, and it hit Fan Xian's side, causing the bricks to crack.

Fan Xian looked at the arrow without changing his face, and said, "It's hard to find archers on the ninth rank in Qing Kingdom, just to kill me?"

"I don't know if I can leave my name?"

"Why, you thought you could survive today, and want to seek revenge from me?" the man asked.

Fan Xian smiled: "What if?"

"I'm just afraid that it won't be as you wished!" The man clapped his hands, and a large group of people flashed out from the surrounding streets, surrounding Fan Xian.

The man said: "Since I already know that you are a grand master, why don't you make complete preparations, I'm afraid you will die here today!"

Fan Xian looked at the crowd around him, all of them were holding sharp knives, and the most outrageous thing was that they even had siege crossbows.

He couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, and said: "It seems that the master behind you really took great pains to deal with me!"

In fact, Fan Xian also had some guesses in his mind that the mastermind behind this scene might have something to do with Emperor Qing, after all, not everyone was qualified to use the siege crossbow.

Moreover, whether it was the many ferocious beasts before or the current assassination, one after another, it was obvious that Fan Xian was not given a chance to breathe.

This black hand behind the scenes was going to make Fan Xian exhausted, and he was finally killed here!

"I'm afraid no reinforcements will come today!" Fan Xian knew in his heart that at this moment the only way to survive was to break out of the encirclement.

"It is said that tiger poison does not eat children, Emperor Qing, you are so cruel!"

"Since that's the case, then kill, kill a bright universe!"

Fan Xian shouted to the man: "Do you know what a Grand Master is? Today I might as well open your eyes!"

I saw Fan Xian directly displaying subtle footwork, like a tiger entering a pack of wolves, and started fighting.

In the chaos and bloodshed, one person, like a wounded tiger, rushed into the enemy group alone and resolutely.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaoyi couldn't help sneering, and shot out the arrow in his hand, carrying Pei Ran's strength, straight to the fatal spot of Fan Xian.

Fan Xian was fighting with the crowd, his sword was dancing, every attack was accompanied by the sound of breaking the wind, it is no exaggeration to say that he was crushed, every time the fallen enemy prostrated himself at Fan Xian's feet, turning into his stepping stones .

The arrow was like a poisonous flood dragon, tearing apart the gale.

Hearing the sound, Fan Xian stabbed the Cangxuan sword straight, the tip of the sword faced the tip of the arrow, and the sword's energy and the arrow's energy competed!
It's just that Yan Xiaoyi's arrow was still a bit weaker. Although Fan Xian was at the end of his battle, the quality of the true energy between the two was different after all. The arrow was directly torn apart by the sword energy of the Cangxuan Sword and turned into Iron filings.

The Cangxuan sword was originally a pair, which was forged by Lu Chun by taking the Cangjiao from the tiger prison, but just now, the Cangxuan sword that was stuck on the seven-inch silver-scale dragon python was not pulled out in time, but Dragon Mang carried one of the handles and left here.

As a result, there was only one Cangxuan sword left in Fan Xian's hand.

At this time, Fan Xian was very upset. It was fine to be ambushed, but unexpectedly he lost his weapon.

Fan Xian couldn't help feeling great hatred in his heart, and he wanted to kill him, his eyes reflected bloody light.

Bursts of black air emerged from Fan Xian's body, surrounding his body, forming Yin Qi to protect his body.

At this time, in Fan Xian's body, the proportion of yin qi in the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art rose rapidly, and he was in a state of imbalance between yin and yang.

He is possessed!
It can't be ruled out here that Fan Xian just experienced an illusion, and the reason for his instability of mind, it can be said that Yan Xiaoyi and the others just ran into each other!
The opening chapter of the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art has already stated: Those who want to practice this exercise must have hatred in their hearts, kill decisively, cultivate their body with murderous energy, and use their thoughts to move energy.

"why why?
He is going to kill me!You want to kill me too! ! !
ha!ha!ha! ! !
Then I will kill to stop killing. The sinister heart is vain. Only the rebels slaughter the world to see the appearance of the world. It would be better to let the rivers and mountains be stained with blood! "

I saw endless bloody aura gushing out, soaking everything around. These assassins were also frightened by Fan Xian's sudden change, and they dared not go forward one by one.

Fan Xian stepped on the corpse and walked through the bloody water. The splashed blood flowers were like lotuses growing at the same time. At this moment, Fan Xian was like the reincarnation of Asura!
Lu Chun looked at it from somewhere, as if he was invisible in front of everyone, it was the ability of true illusion.

In fact, Lu Chun had come a long time ago. After all, the beast kings he created were all under his own supervision. How could Lu Chun stop to take a look at such a change in the snake.

Of course, Lu Chun also has some guesses about the transformation of the snake. After the snake was cultivated by the flower of mana, the second transformation was made with the blood of a certain head of Aoyu. It seems that it is the one who has the faith of Mahuraka.

It was also a mistake. Lu Chun didn't expect that this snake could fully display the potential of Jiaoxue, and even formed a third transformation on its own.

But at this time, Lu Chun saw Fan Xian's obsessed appearance in the field, and couldn't help laughing: "This way, it will be more interesting. If you don't completely eliminate that trace of weakness, how can you be cruel and merciless and become the king of a generation!"

Lu Chun took out a jade flute and filled the scene with a bit of artistic conception. Its voice was dull and indistinguishable, but the murderous intent revealed was touching.

"kill!!!"

At this time, Fan Xian seemed to be completely ignorant of pain, like a demon, like a god, under the blood-colored true energy, all the corpses turned into dust.

Qi and blood turned into smoke, taking the shape of a dragon and elephant in the air. Every time Fan Xian charged, he carried the power to shake mountains.

Wherever Fan Xian passed, everyone rose up in the air and turned into blooming flowers under the surge of true energy. Bits of blood rained down, and this street was completely soaked in blood.

"The light rain in Tianjie is as moist as crispy, and the grass looks far away, but there is nothing close. It is the best thing to do in spring, and it is absolutely better than the imperial capital of Yanliu."

Fan Xian recited word by word, as if walking leisurely in the rain, and no one dared to go forward.

"In this bloody world, do you think this poem fits the occasion?"

"It's a pity, you have never heard of those great poems before, they were killed from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood!"

"Wearing an iron sword on his body, he kills when he is angry. Cut off his stock, drink wine, talk and laugh, ghosts and gods are frightened.

Going out of the west gate, Mu Ti turned his head back.Tired and sleepy, the battle horn suddenly blows.

In the fighting world, the Yin Court was terribly frightened.Killing a person in three steps, the heart stops and the hands don't stop.

Blood flowed for thousands of miles, and the corpse was pillowed on Qianxun Mountain.After the strong man has fought, he is tired and sleeps on the enemy's corpse.

I still kill people in my dream, and my smile reflects Suhui.Daughter Mo Xiang asked, why is the man so fierce? "

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

"Killing one is a crime, and killing ten thousand is a hero. If you kill 900 million, you will be a hero among heroes."

Yan Xiaoyi had never heard such a poem full of killing intent, and could not help shouting: "Crazy, crazy, Fan Xian is crazy, kill him, kill him!!!"

Fan Xian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Then come!!!"

At this time, Fan Xian was like a lone eagle on the cliff, although he was injured, he was still fierce. He broke through the enemy's siege again and again, like an invincible god of war.

It's just that the tree has a dead day, and when a person has the strength to be poor...

(End of this chapter)