Chapter 74 Kill and Return to the Virtual!

(This time, you can guess a few chapters to return to the virtual, and then roll around and ask for red tickets.)

This murderous intention only flashed in Xuankong's heart, and then he calmed down and glanced at the dark crowd, with a trace of solemnness on his face.

Although these people are just a group of scattered cultivation without any background forces, they are still a force that cannot be underestimated when they unite. Among other things, two-thirds of the practice monsters on the God List are scattered. Among them, the most powerful Baishi Fansheng has no good impression on the big family. If he kills here today, he may kill some of these scattered practices, but it is absolutely impossible to kill them all. As long as there is one person alive, the news will be exposed, not to mention the Xuan family, even the Qin family, the backer of the Xuan family, can't cover him.

Although the return to the virtual strong is the most powerful peak combat power in the world, it is not omnipotent. Xuankong knows how many catties he has, which really provokes some of the most arrogant old monsters in the scattered cultivation. He can't compete with it at all.

"Xuan Kong, don't say much. Since we are here today, we don't plan to go back empty-handed. Even if you Xuan family really want to intervene in the ruins, so many of us will unite to fight with the Xuan family!"

Ji Xiong seemed to have become the leader of these scattered cultivations. With a wave of his hand, he couldn't help saying.

Xuankong narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Ji Xiong, this seems to be inappropriate for you."

In the words, the taste of contempt is not hidden at all.

Ji Xiong was not angry. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Now you are the only one in the Xuan family. Although the strong return to the virtual has the absolute strength to shut me up, I, Ji Xiong, have not been afraid of such a guy who has just been promoted to the virtual."

"So, are you determined not to do what I said?" Xuankong's body moved, and the two forces of time and space began to twist around his body, especially space, which was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it would collapse with Xuankong raising his hands and feet.

This is the power of turning the world into heaven and earth, and every move affects this world.

Returning to the virtual power, it was naturally extraordinary, and many people who were ready to move were immediately shocked. The concept of realm for hundreds of millions of years has made it impossible for them to challenge the majesty of returning to the virtual. Except for the masters of the god list, they have not been able to keep calm in the face of returning to the virtual at all.

Even if it is Ji Xiong, he is a little afraid at this moment. After all, it is the pressure emitted by the strong man who is high.

However, no one noticed that Lin Fan, who was mixed in the crowd, had a strange face. He looked at the mysterious sky with his feet stepping on the void, exuding the virtual pressure, and immediately looked at the huge tombstone behind him. Several swords in Xinghe's in his body faintly sent a provocative anger.

It seems that they have met the same kind of people and are as angry as repulsive to each other.

Lin Fan has never had this feeling, because his sword intention is very rare. Even Lin Yu, the most powerful of the three peaks of the Lin family, did not make his sword intention such an angry rejection.

Obviously, there is a terrible sword in the upcoming ruins under the tombstone.

Lin Fan didn't understand what this kind of sword meaning was, but the pressure emitted by Xuankong made him even more strange.

Generally speaking, the pressure of those who return to the virtual strength is like the power of heaven. Lin Fan has also seen several people who return to the virtual strength before and after, but those strong people do not exude their own pressure, so he does not understand what this feeling is. However, the pressure emanating from Xuankong only made him feel a vulnerable vulnerability, as if he could kill Xuankong casually.

It's not that Lin Fan hasn't thought about this possibility. After all, now his strength is as strong as 800 gods, and no one can resist except Xuankong when he bursts out. However, if Xuankong can't resist this force, Lin Fan still has no confidence in his heart.

But once this idea grows, it spreads like taking root.

"Xuan Kong, you don't have to scare us. Which one will be scared when we practice to our point? The worst result is nothing more than death, but if you let us give up this relic, it is absolutely impossible!"

At this moment, Ji Xiong came to his senses and shouted to Xuankong with a very tough attitude.

Xuankong smiled coldly and said, "Oh? If you don't make a toast, do you have to drink a penalty? Don't I look like a strong man?"

"What can you do if you return to the virtual? How long have you been able to break through? How can you be familiar with the power of returning to the virtual?" Ji Xiong shouted, "Don't be afraid. We have so many people that he dares not do it!" And even if he really does it, he won't get any benefits!"

"That's right! What are we afraid of? Brother Ji said it well. The worst result is nothing more than death, but we found this ruins first. If the Xuan family wants to get involved, they have to ask us whether to agree!"

Another strong man at the peak of the returnees stood up. It seemed that he was also quite famous in Sanxiu. After a few words, it caused a burst of discord. Everyone was full of indignation and said angrily, "Naturally I won't agree!"

The situation has obviously reached a point that is very unfavorable to Xuankong, and at this time, Xuankong's heart is also a little weak. Ji Xiong is right. Although he is now a strong person who returns to the virtual, he is not familiar with the power of returning to the virtual. Since he was promoted to this realm, it has only been half a year, and it is too late to consolidate his cultivation. Moreover, during this period of time, he has not continued to practice. He only cares about the greed for enjoyment and enjoys the benefits brought by this realm. However, he forgot that if he didn't really control the strength to return to the virtual world, even the only division could bully him.

Nowadays, even if you don't want to do it, if you don't kill a few people, the scene will never be shocked.

Xuankong shouted angrily, raised his hands slightly, and the world shook. Many Guiyi teachers were shocked. Only Lin Fan and Ji Xiong noticed that this shaking was purely a cover and had no real effect.

Thinking of the meaning of the sword in the tombstone, Lin Fan meditated slightly, raised his eyebrows, and the ancient sword came out of its sheath!

Gang!

The harsh voice resounded all over the field, and Xuankong, who was exerting his power, was also shocked.

He didn't expect that someone really dared to attack him. He looked up in surprise and saw an ancient sword flying head-on, mixed with terrible strength.

"Drink!" But returning to the virtual is returning to the virtual. Even if Xuankong's strength is not enough, he is a return to the virtual realm after all. In the face of this flying ancient sword, he raised his hand in a hurry to resist, and there was a heavy muffled in his mouth. The meat palm and the long sword collided with each other, and the explosion that shook the world sounded loudly.

Lin Fan stepped out of his footsteps, his whole body was not stained with dust, did not touch the void, and there were some mysterious artistic conceptions, and the galaxy in his body changed at this time!

Fighting is not only the best practice, but also the way to kill!

The ancient sword that was hit out by Xuankong's pair of flesh palms and hung upside down in the air, while Lin Fan stepped forward two steps and held the hilt of the sword. Seeing Xuankong's solemn face, he couldn't help laughing: "Why do you have to be like facing a big enemy? In your eyes, I am an ant?"

Xuankong was shocked, but he didn't want to lose face. He snorted coldly, "It also needs to be serious to crush an ant to death."

"Come on." Without nonsense, Lin Fan carried out the evil power that had become the most powerful evil force in his body. A sword of evil leaped into the eyes of everyone. The evil spirit flew all over the sky, and the mysterious sky was stained with this breath and suddenly screamed.

This evil breath can even pollute the realm.

The return to the virtual realm of Xuankong is not stable. At this time, it is stained with these dark purple evil breaths, and directly makes the most tragic and painful screams.

Then, the long sword rising with terrible evil spirit has pierced his chest. Lin Fan used all his strength, and eight hundred divine powers condensed into a totem in the sky, turning into a powerful sword, destroying everything in the world.

The huge sword array condensed by the peaks was inspired by a sword spirit, which actually broke Xuankong's body into countless vitality and turned it into the power of returning to the sky.

The devouring sword took the opportunity to rise again and rudely absorbed most of these vitality, and the whole sword body turned blood-like red.

"How is it possible that a returning master actually killed the weak person? This is definitely a dream!"

Many Sanxiu came to their senses and sighed in their dreams. What's more, they screamed and were at a loss.

Ji Xiong's face is also a little pale. Although he looks down on Xuankong, the realm of Xuankong can never be faked. The person in front of him actually killed him in two moves. This strength is really difficult to evaluate.

However, Lin Fan's expression was not so relaxed. He knew that he could only seriously injure Xuankong at most. That evil sword was definitely not enough to kill the other party. What really killed Xuankong was the terrible sword array composed of these peaks.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan couldn't help looking at the huge tombstone in front of him. When he saw the words on it clearly, his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

"Sword God..."

There is nothing strange about these two blood-stained fonts. Some are just ordinary and ordinary. But it is this kind of ordinary that makes Lin Fan feel a pressure, and it seems to be eager.

The desire for the peak of Kendo.

Once in the human world, the peak of kendo was the blood-eyed sword god Lin Jianzhi, but when he came to the earth, he knew that the real peak of kendo was actually someone else.

"The innate god, the legendary sword god, is your grave also in the earth?" Lin Fan muttered, and immediately without saying a word, he raised his hand and hit the stone tablet. The sword of heaven rolled crazily, and the sword of the earth gradually changed. The two swords of heaven and earth, with a terrible momentum, broke the seal on the stone tablet!

A passageway was opened in front of the stone tablet. Lin Fan didn't think about it and entered it. Then he reacted to Ji Xiong. He also shouted, flew up and entered the channel.

After that, thousands of scattered practitioners were unwilling to fall behind and rushed into the channel. As more and more people entered, the channel gradually became larger, and the sword totem that Lin Fan had evolved before suddenly broke into countless light spots and sprinkled around the channel, making it gradually closed. Close.