Supreme Killer

Xiao Fan continued to dodge, but he was still tricked from time to time, vomiting blood, and his body collapsed several times.

Facing several ancestral king realms, it is really tricky.

Of course, all of this is mainly due to his performance.

However, the fellow of the Heavenly Desolate King was almost as if he was beaten up, much stronger than last time.

Otherwise, in the face of three ordinary kings, Xiao Fan could easily kill them, so why act with them?

At any rate, he also has more than twice the strength increase. Although he can't fight for a long time, his explosive power is only stronger than that of the Heavenly Desolate King.

Of course, if Xiao Fan just wanted to defeat them, it was not difficult.

The key is that he wants to kill them completely, this is the most difficult place.

Xiao Fan's traces were everywhere in the starry sky.

He was thinking about approaching the wild demon and seeking shelter, but the Celestial Race just didn't allow it.

Nine ancestor kings took turns in battle, in a posture of grind to death.

"You kid's method can't work, so hurry up." Huang Mo shouted through the sound transmission.

"I'm leaving, what do you do?" Xiao Fan frowned.

"They want to kill me and I am still a little tender." Huang Mo disdainfully wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, revealing a fierce color.

"Hey, here it is, Wild Demon, protect me for a while."

Xiao Fan's expression suddenly moved, and his mind sank into the original world.

Not far from him, there were two figures approaching. The Origin Avenue under them was like a firefly in the dark, extremely conspicuous.

"Twenty meters of Origin Avenue?" Xiao Fan frowned, "No, this is not length, but width!"

If the length of the Origin Avenue is 20 meters, it must be the real king's cultivation base.

But the figure above the original source road is obviously not the Heavenly Desolate King and Tianxiao.

Xiao Fan gave a grin, and suddenly controlled the Origin Avenue and ran into it.

"Who?"

The other party was extremely keen, felt a threatening force, and was ready to escape immediately.

But how can Xiao Fan make him do what he wants!

boom!

With a shocking explosion, the Primitive World once again set off a Primal Storm.

That day, the origin clone of Human Race looked at the 2,000-meter-wide Origin Avenue in horror, and his eyes were full of horror.

"The fairy king!"

In his mind, the roar that Tianqi had made before his death instantly came to mind.

There is an ambush in the fairyland here?

No wonder it was possible to kill Tianqi and the others. It turned out that it was not that kid who killed Tianqi and them, but the powerhouse of the Immortal King Realm.

He opened his own source road completely to pieces, and the source clone slowly disintegrated.

"No, I have to tell Master Tianhuang Wang and them." This person reacted quickly, and his mind instantly left the disintegrating original clone.

However, Xiao Fan was faster than him.

"Wild demon, kill that!" Xiao Fan roared and pointed to one of the Celestial Clan.

Huang Mo doesn't know why, but he still chooses to shoot the first time.

boom!

A slap fell, and the human race's face that was directly bombarded that day was not left, and never resurrected.

"died?"

Huang Mo was extremely surprised, looking at his palm, a little unbelievable for a while.

Can you easily kill the Ancestral King Realm?

Obviously it was impossible. He looked at Xiao Fan abruptly, and he didn't need to think about it to know that it was this kid.

"The fifth one." Xiao Fan grinned.

This smile, in the eyes of the Celestial Race, only felt the scalp numb and the whole body was cold.

Another dead one?

This is already the fifth one!

"Haha, a bunch of trash, come and kill me." Xiao Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, constantly stimulating the Heavenly Desolate King.

"Kill, kill him for me." King Tianhuang was completely furious, as if he had lost his mind.

After falling for five stages, it would be okay if he could be resurrected, if he died, his good days would come to an end.

However, this is only the beginning.

Shao Qing, another ancestral king realm was slapped to pieces by the wild demon, and annihilated in flying ash.

"The sixth one!" Xiao Fan took a sip of golden blood, his body shaky.

"You guy, your performance is a little too much." Huang Mo couldn't stand it anymore, it was really Xiao Fan's acting skills were too difficult.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that he did it on purpose.

After all, he just broke his body a few times, how could he not stand still?

"You don't believe it, but Wang Tianhuang believes it will do. He feels that he can kill me only a little bit." Xiao Fan smiled evilly, showing a big **** tooth.

At this moment, the Heavenly Desolate King was indeed completely crazy, thinking about nothing, only wanted to kill Xiao Fan.

After a dozen breaths, the seventh and eighth Ancestral King Realm fell.

Two consecutive ancestral kings died, the Tianhuangwang was also completely panicked.

And Xiao Fan still had a stubborn smile, just like Xiaoqiang who could not die, his vitality was extremely tough.

"Tianhuangwang, let's go back!" Tianxiao reminded Tianhuangwang.

Eight ancestral king realms died, at least no aura of them can be sensed here, who knows if they are really dead?

Such a large loss is also very difficult for the Celestial Race.

You know, in every era, there are only so many powerful ancestors.

Tianhuang Wang gritted his teeth and looked at Xiao Fan, but couldn't say this for a long time.

If he retreats, does it mean that he has lost?

"Master Tianhuangwang, let's retreat."

"Quit, be prepared next time, and kill them like a pig and a dog."

Other celestial races are also terrified.

In the past, they believed that the ancestral king realm possessed immortality, and they had no scruples, even unscrupulous.

But now, it is very likely that he will really die.

Isn't the Ancestral King Realm afraid of death?

no!

It's because they know that it's hard to die.

"Kill my celestial race and destroy the nine races!"

At this time, a loud shout sounded, and a tyrannical breath swept from the depths of the starry sky.

Tianhuang Wang and the others suddenly raised their heads, but saw the figure of Twenty Arrived lashing out, the tyrannical aura shattered countless stars.

"Master Tianwu, Master Tianzhan."

Tian Xiao and the others were extremely ecstatic, they were not the opponents of Huang Mo and Xiao Fan.

But right now the King of Heavenly Martial Arts is here, and King of Heavenly War, as many as twenty ancestral king realms, this force is enough to sweep across the heavens.

Xiao Fan and Huang Mo looked at each other. There were only two of them, but there were as many as 30 each other.

How to fight this?

Moreover, King Tianwu was in the realm of Heavenly Kings, and King of Heavenly Warfare was also in the realm of True Kings.

If the Ancestral King Realm is so easy to kill, how can the Celestial Race be arrogant to the present?

"King Tian Wu, King Tian Zhan, why are you here?" King Tian Huang's face was extremely ugly.

King Tianwu was silent, staring at Xiao Fan and the others with cold eyes, wanting to kill.

King Tian Zhan said with a sullen face: "Tianhao, Tianming and their idols exploded, and they are all dead."

"what?"

Tianhuangwang and others trembled violently, their feet were unstable, and they retreated several steps.

Especially the Heavenly Desolate King, his face was pale and his body was shaking like chaff.

"Dead?" King Tianhuang tremblingly muttered, "How is it possible that the ancestral king realm is immortal?" "The ancestral king realm is immortal, but the premise is that its original path does not collapse or fall against the sky Realm." King Tianwu said, his tone was cold, and the icy starry sky became more and more cold, freezing to his bones.