Seeing Xiao Fan's fourth shot, the blade was directed at the remaining Nangong Wentian, Emperor Shakti, Odin, Poseidon, and Michael, and many of the big names were all shocked and frozen again, but this time most of them fell silent, only a few big people from the Spirit Department, Sanskrit, Carmen, X Organization, and the Bright Sect shouted in panic.

"Xiao Fan, no, don't!"

"Odin, you, hurry up and remove the Shroud of Turin!"

"Poseidon, quick, manipulate the Shroud of Turin to fight back!"

At this time, the five people below Nangong Wentian, Emperor Shakti, Odin, Poseidon, and Michael finally woke up from trembling, and then they glanced at each other, exchanged glances, and immediately reached an agreement.

Xiao Fan didn't kill them just now, not because he didn't want to kill them, but because they were the core of the Shroud of Turin, and the defense force around the five of them was also the strongest, so Xiao Fan chose to solve all the others, and finally solve Nangong Wentian, Emperor Shitian and the other five people.

Of course, Xiao Fan is not unable to kill the five of them in the strongest defensive state, but just chooses better means, if they are really killed in the strongest defensive state of the five of them, the aura consumed will be a lot more, there is no need to do this!

Returning to the five people of Nangong Wentian, the five of them forcibly stabilized their minds at this time, and then their breath quickly spread to the city, and with a low cry in their mouths, the Shroud of Turin in the sky rolled again.

A monstrous wave of blood surged out from the surface of the Shroud of Turin, turning into a terrifying sea of blood, and seven or eight hideous skulls were condensed in the sea of blood. They all stand tall in the air. Teeth and claws. There were strange sounds and screams from the mouth, and the people who were shocked were extremely uncomfortable.

Regarding the counterattack of the five Nangong Wentian, Xiao Fan did not strike immediately, but gave them time to have enough time to regain their strength and launch a counterattack against him.

And this is not Xiao Fan's self-righteousness. There is a problem with the brain to give the enemy a chance to breathe, but Xiao Fan wants to recover this Shroud of Turin!

In Xiao Fan's eyes, the Shroud of Turin is indeed a rare and strange thing, even in that Xianxia world, it is a 'fine product' and worth grabbing.

In addition, Xiao Fan also knows that this evil thing usually has extremely terrifying lethality and destructive power, but also has its significant shortcomings, because it can be described as an ordinary double-edged sword, while hurting the enemy, it will also hurt itself!

It's like Nangong asking a few people. They thought they were manipulating the Shroud of Turin, but they had no idea that they had become puppets of the Shroud of Turin. Manipulated by the Shroud of Turin!

The evil of the Shroud of Turin is evident here!

And now, Xiao Fan just wants to let the Turin Shroud make a move, because only if it makes a move, Xiao Fan can more easily grab its instrument spirit, otherwise, if it only defends and does not attack, then Xiao Fan will have to spend a lot of time if he wants to clean it up!

However, Xiao Fan's temporary refusal to make a move, in the eyes of Nangong Wentian and those big people, was misinterpreted, and their hearts suddenly perked!

"Haha, the Shroud of Turin is worthy of being a mysterious thing with unfathomable power, that Xiao Fan must be afraid, quick, take the power of the Shroud of Turin to the extreme, kill him, kill him!" The female man's eyes lit up, and she suddenly screamed hoarsely.

"Kill!" The old man who said before that Xiao Fan didn't have the courage to destroy the princelings and kill all the princelings didn't say anything at this time, and roared directly.

"Kill this thief!" the middle-aged man shouted as well.

"Xiao Fan, you die!" Nangong Wentian and the five people seemed to have regained their confidence and fighting spirit at this moment, and then Nangong Wentian immediately roared wildly.

"Boom!"

The blood wave suddenly swept towards Xiao Fan, and the seven blood-colored skeletons in the blood wave also let out a sharp whistling sound, and they opened their sharp claws and grabbed Xiao Fan fiercely.

The entire Shroud of Turin seemed to come to life at this time, it kept tumbling and surging, as if a person was struggling there, and the strange syllables that could not be spoken or understood emanated from its body, and this strange syllables were so unpleasant that people's hearts beat irregularly.

"Alright, I've finally caught you!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Fan finally nodded, and the Blood Spirit Soul Slashing Knife in his hand was finally slowly raised, and then fell heavily, splitting out this fourth knife!

"Boom!"

Xiao Fan's fourth knife was as silent and silent as ever, but before it could touch the sea of blood, the sea of blood exploded, and the seven or eight skeletons in the sea of blood also roared sharply, and then shattered!

Then, the Shroud of Turin shrunk at this time, too, and let out a low moan full of horror!

"It's too late!"

Xiao Fan didn't bother to pay attention to the five people of Nangong Wentian for the time being, he stared at the Turin Shroud, shook his head and spoke, and before he finished speaking, he shot directly.

Everyone saw his figure flash, and rushed to the Shroud of Turin in the sky, and then opened his hand flatly and grabbed the Shroud of Turin.

The Shroud of Turin flickered with blood all over its body, it seemed to want to resist, but Xiao Fan's palm also emitted a touch of blood, and Xiao Fan's blood light was even more full of bloody taste, the blood light of the Shroud of Turin was in front of Xiao Fan's blood light, it was simply the difference between a child and an adult!

"Boom!"

Nangong Wentian and the others and those big people all saw what was going on at all, only to see that the surface of the Turin Shroud was suddenly full of blood, and the person who was irradiated couldn't open their eyes, but in the next second, when everyone was able to open their eyes, it had disappeared without a trace, and it didn't know where to go, only Xiao Fan stood there out of thin air!

And at the moment when the Shroud of Turin disappeared, the five people of Nangong Wentian were also suddenly struck by lightning, and the whole person spurted out a mouthful of blood in unison, and then they all fell to the ground, their faces were pale, and their breath was extremely weak!

The Shroud of Turin has been forcibly recovered by Xiao Fan by means, so as the puppet of the Shroud of Turin, Nangong Wentian and the other five people were also forcibly cut off by Xiao Fan and their connection with the Shroud of Turin, so the five of them also suffered heavy losses all of a sudden, and the whole person was on the verge of death!

"Ask the sky!"

"Odin!"

"Poseidon!"

"Shakti!"

"Michael!"

Since the Shroud of Turin had disappeared, Nangong Wentian and Xiao Fan were finally able to come into close contact with these many big people in mid-air, while the big people from the Spirit Department, Sanskrit, Carmen, X Organization, and the Bright Sect were the first to scream, and they all rushed down and shot towards their respective people.

"Giggles!"

Nangong Wentian was held in the arms of a big man from the Spirit Department, his face was hideous, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, just the corners of his mouth kept overflowing with blood!

The same is true of the rest of Odin, Poseidon, Shakti, and Michael, all of whom have a desire for life and a fear of death in their eyes, and all of a sudden, they all raise their hands as if they want to grasp something, but they can't grasp anything, only a piece of air!

Suddenly!

All five of them suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then their heads were crooked, and they all lost all their breath and died violently!

Nangong Wentian, Odin, Poseidon, Shakti, Michael five, die!

"No!"

These big figures from the Spirit Department, the Sanskrit Sect, the Carmen, the X Organization, and the Bright Church all screamed in a terrible voice, and their voices were high-pitched, reaching into the sky, piercing their eardrums, and even those who had fled to the bottom of the mountain could hear them clearly.

At this point, more than 100 princes from top to bottom of the princelings, including the seven great saints such as Nangong Wentian, have all died, and the princelings have been completely wiped out!

Xiao Fan, who was not far away, watched all this calmly, there was no sadness or joy on his face, no emotional waves, as if all this was just a passing cloud, and it didn't matter at all!

(PS: A little late!) (To be continued.) )