Chapter 1074: Constant Slaughter

Xiao Fan, Mo Xingyuan, and the others continued moving forward.

Fang Chen, that Prodigy ranked fourteenth on the prodigy ranking, had already been crippled.

If this news were to spread to the outside world, it would definitely trigger a new round of sensation.

Who could have imagined that Gu Yuefan would be so ferocious?

Not only did he defeat Fang Chen, but he was also able to get so close to Mo Xingyuan, who was ranked fourth on the prodigy ranking.

Others might not be clear about it, but at any rate, Jian Wuyou, Zhao Yilong, and the others all thought so now.

They were all flying together with Wei Zhongshan.

Among the vast group of people, only Xiao Fan and Mo Xingyuan were riding in sedan chairs.

And the people carrying the sedan chairs were all Prodigies of the Demon Race; these people's cultivation levels were extremely high.

Even any one of them taken at random was a Prodigy capable of fighting Jian Wuyou without falling into a disadvantage.

Yet, they were willing to act as sedan bearers here…

This was truly… tsk tsk tsk…

The group left, and the first place they encountered along the way was a Demon Race stronghold, which contained roughly 50,000 indigenous members of the Demon Race.

"Brother Guyue, it is up to you." Mo Xingyuan smiled at Xiao Fan.

As a Prodigy of the Demon Race, he was not moved at all by the deaths of these Demon Race in the Secret Realm.

In fact, every race also has its classifications…

The Demon Race and the Yao Race were very similar, with many varieties existing.

They counted as one large race, yet they were at odds with each other…

Xiao Fan nodded, then looked at Jian Wuyou and the others.

"I am going to kill the Demon Race, will you join me?"

"This…" Jian Wuyou and the others looked at each other, then nodded heavily.

"We are willing to kill the enemy with the Captain!"

"Very good." Xiao Fan said with great satisfaction, then led Jian Wuyou and the others to invade this Demon Race tribe.

If Jian Wuyou and these people were soft-hearted, they probably wouldn't be able to obtain any Opportunity in this Secret Realm.

This time, even Wei Zhongshan entered the tribe to slaughter…

This Demon Race tribe was strong; the strongest Demon Race leader inside had the strength of the sixth level of the Yuding Realm, and there were several Elders at the Yuding Realm…

These people all stood in the Void Realm, gazing at Xiao Fan and the others.

"Human Race?" The Demon Race leader was stunned. Just now, seeing the monstrous demonic clouds approaching, he was terrified, thinking the Great Calamity was imminent.

It turned out that the people charging over were actually the Human Race.

And only this few?

But before he could have any other reaction, "Rumble."

His entire tribe was enveloped by flames; these flames erupted from the center of the earth, shrouding the entire tribe in a sea of fire…

"Boom" "Rumble"

Countless fire Dragons danced, like ancient reapers harvesting lives. Every member of the Demon Race touched by the fire Dragons turned into flying ash and dissipated…

They didn't even have the chance to beg for mercy when touched by the flames.

"Devil… The Great Calamity is here…" "Pain, ah…" "So hot… save…" "…"

All kinds of screams were constant. Some Demon Race were trapped in the sea of fire, struggling in pain, but the result was still useless…

Xiao Fan stood within the tribe, the Azure Flame Art erupting, continuously slaughtering these Demon Race creatures.

Wei Zhongshan was fine; he had previously seen Xiao Fan slaughter several Demon Race and Yao Race strongholds, so his inner shock was not too great at this moment.

But it was the first time for Jian Wuyou, Zhao Yilong, and the others to see it. This scene was too terrifying…

They found it difficult to accept such a ruthless slaughter all at once.

These people had all had blood on their hands, and not a small amount. But this was the first time they had seen such a scene.

"Kill!!" After a while, Jian Wuyou was the first to roar, condensing hundreds of Flying Swords with spiritual energy around his body, and charged into the Demon Race crowd.

With the sea of fire present, the Demon Race here had no hope of escaping. Their fate was only to be burned or wait to be slaughtered…

Zhao Yilong, Wan Le, and the others also began to take action. These were all Demon Race; there was actually not much guilt in their hearts when killing them.

"Kill!!" The Demon Race screamed, wailing filled the city…

That Demon Race leader and the Elders all charged towards Xiao Fan. They held the belief of certain death to fight Xiao Fan…

They could all see that the sea of fire on this battlefield was created by this person. Only by killing this person would there be a glimmer of hope…

Perhaps they could even take some clansmen away and escape with their lives. But… "Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

They had all underestimated Xiao Fan's strength, even though he was only at the seventh level of the Pi Hai Realm.

But these Demon Race leaders and Elders were simply not his match for even a single blow!

Xiao Fan even blasted several Demon Race Elders to death with a single punch.

Xiao Fan was like a bloodthirsty fiend, standing here slaughtering…

To become stronger, this was the only way. Otherwise, in the Ten Thousand Year Great Calamity hundreds of years later, it would be the living beings of the Nine Provinces who would die miserably…

"Kill!!" The slaughter continued, taking about an hour. All the Demon Race here were slaughtered.

Except for Wei Zhongshan, none of the others were injured; their Realms all suppressed the Demon Race here.

Everyone's expression was grave; in this battle, the person who killed the most was naturally Xiao Fan.