You Became A Killing God At The Beginning, Why Did Your Majesty Rebel?

Chapter 181

The sword was as powerful as a dragon, domineering and fierce!

Ning Fan’s powerful sword would have chopped even a three-level saint alive, not to mention this group of ordinary shield soldiers.

With one sword, all the troops hundreds of meters ahead collapsed into blood mist.

“Kill!!!”

“The Grand Commander is mighty, brothers, kill these bastards from Daliang!”

“The Grand Commander is invincible!!!”

Ning Fan’s sword completely ignited the war of the Youzhou army.

Whose Grand Commander dares to take the lead and be invincible?

“Kill Ning Fan!!!”

Seeing Ning Fan rushing into the crowd and killing people alone, Yue Ge couldn’t hold back any longer. If it weren’t for Ning Fan’s knife that frightened him, he would have wanted to go on stage himself!

“Ning Fan, die!!!”

“As the commander-in-chief, you actually lead the troops. I think you are tired of living.”

“Dare to die!!!”

Immediately, nearly twenty great saints had already rushed to Ning Fan’s side and surrounded him completely, roaring hysterically.

“Go kill people!”

Ning Fan jumped off the Snowland Mad Lion and patted its head. At the same time, the six-winged golden cicada on its chest was also driven away by Ning Fan to kill people.

There was no use for these two guys to stay here. What Ning Fan had to face next was nearly twenty great saints. How terrifying that was!

“What do you mean? Are you bullying my Grand Commander because he has no Great Saint under his command?”

Four figures rushed over, one woman and three men. They were the four Great Saints who were suppressed in Jiang Jiao’s mansion before. They were also eager to fight!

“Does my first battle as a Great Saint have to be so exciting?”

The figure of Jiu Mo also appeared strangely beside Ning Fan.

He was only a Great Saint. Facing the Great Saints who were surpassing him in realm, he was not afraid, but his eyes were full of fighting spirit!

“Be careful, I can’t take care of you if we fight.”

Ning Fan held the Tianhuang Sword in his hand, and all the foundation in his body was completely stimulated to the extreme at this moment.

Whether it was the Chaos Divine Body or the Great Freedom Immortal Method, they were all mobilized by Ning Fan, bursting with terrifying power, constantly wandering among Ning Fan’s limbs and bones.

“Okay, okay, six Great Saints, none of you will survive today!”

Boom!

A three-level saint came to kill him furiously.

But what greeted him was Ning Fan’s sword, which was extremely fast. Everyone felt a flash of cold light in front of their eyes, and then felt their backs chilled, as if they fell into an ice cave.

Puff!

The three-level saint who had just made a move had no power to resist at all, and was cut in half by Ning Fan’s sword.

“Bah, in front of me, how can you pretend.”

Ning Fan spat with disdain.

What a bullshit three-level saint, he was just a piece of shit in his hand, even if it was a four-level saint, it would be easy for Ning Fan to kill him.

“How is this possible!”

“Damn it, attack, quickly!”

“There’s something wrong with this guy, be careful.”

“Die!!!”

When seeing Ning Fan kill a three-level saint with a sword, all the great saints in Daliang were extremely shocked, but at this moment they had no choice.

Kill!

Only killing is the way!

The war broke out!

Ning Fan rushed out with his sword, stepping on the hell of hell. Facing the bombardment from all directions, he showed no fear at all. Instead, his sword came out like a dragon, opening and closing!

Dangdangdang, the magical power collapsed, and the spiritual power flew.

Ning Fan raised the sword in his right hand, without hiding the holy weapon of Tianhuang Sword. He triggered the power of heaven and earth, and every sword could make people’s souls fly away.

His left hand was not idle at all. He raised his hand to use the real dragon treasure technique or the Prajna Vajra Palm.

Every sword and every style forced the opponent’s great saint to retreat violently.

Under the crazy killing of the crowd, Ning Fan was not only not suppressed, but also freed his hands to kill another three-level saint of the opponent!

This fierce fighting power almost scared people.

“Everyone, get out of my way!”

The Sixth-Grade Saint went completely crazy. He stamped his feet, his long hair fluttered wildly, and a strong wind blew up from his body, and his robes fluttered constantly.

There were arcs of electricity flying out of his eyes, and even every breath he took made the sky constantly change, causing such a terrifying celestial phenomenon.

“I treat a Second-Grade Saint like this, even if you die, you will be proud enough!”

The Sixth-Grade Saint shouted coldly, his eyes shining.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, he tapped his toes, and his figure was strange.

The strangeness disappeared.

Ning Fan’s eyes suddenly burst out with a grim color, and his powerful divine consciousness was fluctuating wildly. Suddenly, Ning Fan’s eyes straightened up, and he raised his hand to cut a knife.

Clang… The knife cut through the void, but it drew a cluster of fire, which was so weird.

The body of the six-level saint suddenly appeared in the air, and his face was full of shock. He couldn’t imagine how his methods could be noticed by a two-level saint?

“Asshole, then I will suppress you!”

The six-level saint was furious and slapped out with a palm.

Chi Chi Chi!

The palm wind tore through the sky, like millions of arrows, rushing towards Ning Fan.

Each palm wind was so amazing that it seemed to be able to easily kill a first-level saint.

“Damn it, break it for me!”

Ning Fan’s eyes were shining, and he didn’t care at all, what six-level saints or not saints, in his eyes, any strong person has only one name, that is, the enemy!

Enemies are meant to be killed!

Boom!!!

Ning Fan raised his hand and slashed with a knife, and this knife made the world fall into darkness.

In the dark world, there was only a ray of light, so dazzling, as if it was the only thing in the whole world, representing the absolute and the supreme!

Bang!!!

The knife light slashed down, and the world returned to daylight!

The eyes of the six-level saint were full of fear at this moment. The robe on his chest was actually cut open, and the skin inside was turned to the sides.

Blood kept rolling out of the hole.

This knife not only broke his means, but also almost cut him open!

“This is impossible, impossible… How can you have a holy weapon!”

“The knife in your hand is a holy weapon, a holy weapon!!!”

The inner world of this six-level saint completely collapsed.

Holy weapon!

What kind of existence is that!

It can be called a national treasure!

There are only a handful of holy weapons in the hands of a dynasty!

But why can such a great governor of Youzhou hold a holy weapon?

“It doesn’t matter if it’s a holy weapon or a piece of scrap metal!”

“It’s enough to cut off your dog’s head!”