Everyone stared blankly at the man with a cold expression in mid-air.

Because all this happened too fast, but in a breath, a god and a demon were blown away.

At this time, some members of the intelligence agencies trembled and exclaimed: "It's him! He is the real Xue An!"

This sentence is like pouring a scoop of cold water on a boiling oil pot, causing a violent commotion.

"It's really him!

"I*, the Son of Light and the Blood Clan were cleaned up by him with two punches, isn't this too awesome!"

"Looks like we're all underestimating him!"

It's amazing and approving.

But there are still many people with solemn faces, and in their opinion, things will never be so simple.

Really.

I saw a strong holy light rise from the large humanoid pit smashed out of the ground, and then the Holy Son of Light rushed out of it, his face full of annoyance and anger.

The Blood Ancestor whose head was shattered grew a head again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then looked at Xue An with murderous intent.

One black and one white.

The two giants of light and darkness both exude an earth-shattering aura that even changes the color of the sky.

This kind of power made all the people who had a glimmer of hope for Xue An just now shut their mouths.

But in this situation, Xue An stood with his hands in his hands, not flustered at all, but lowered his head and smiled at the people in the Dark Council.

Then he looked at Fan Mengxue, who was sluggish, and shook her head helplessly, "What a stupid girl!"

Xue An originally rushed here with An Yan Youzai, but halfway through, he heard the news that there was a fight on the side of the Bright Sect.

At that time, Xue An was still slightly stunned, and he didn't know who he was fighting with.

But when you ask, you know, it's actually yourself?

It's a joke!

I haven't arrived at the Bright Sect yet!

Xue An'an thought about it, and quickly thought of a possibility, that is, someone pretended to be fighting against the Bright Saint Son and the Blood Ancestor.

Whoever it is, it's definitely trying to help themselves.

In desperation, Xue An flew over directly, and only then did he save the people of the Dark Council at the last moment.

At the same time, it also confirmed his guess, and sure enough, someone was pretending to be himself.

And this person is still Fan Mengxue.

Xue An's stupid voice made Fan Mengxue lower her head, not knowing how to face Xue An.

At this time, the Holy Son of Light said with compassion: "Xue An?"

"That's right! it's me!" Xue An raised his head, looked at the Bright Saint Son, and said lightly.

"Hehe, I really have some ability, and it's not in vain that I have to work hard for you!" said the Holy Son of Light with a hideous expression.

He is a god son, and no one has ever dared to blast himself out with a punch like Xue An.

This caused the Son of Light to rise to infinite killing.

Xue An ignored his clamour, and instead looked at the Blood Ancestor on the side, his eyes gradually brightening.

At this moment, the Blood Ancestor was also full of anger.

But at the same time, there was some fear in my heart.

This Xue An is really not an ordinary person, and he actually smashed his head with one punch.

But when he felt Xue An's gaze, he looked up and couldn't help but tremble.

Xue An's gaze at himself was simply too evil.

It's like...... It's like looking at a rare treasure!

Blood Ancestor said angrily, "What are you looking at?"

The corners of Xue An's mouth rose, and a smile appeared, "I've always had doubts, but today I finally confirmed that your blood clan really has something to do with blood demons!"

"So what?" said Blood Ancestor in a cold voice. Nine peaches

"No, I just think it's a little interesting!" Xue An's face was full of excitement.

What he thought was that since the Blood Clan was the descendant of the Blood Demon, wouldn't it mean that the Blood Demon could also condense the Blood Bead?

What a discovery!

In the future, when you travel to the heavens, you must first capture and condense the blood demon clan!

Xue Anxin was calculating.

The Holy Son of Light couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and at the same time, he was also a little jealous of Xue An, so he simply took the lead.

"Glory of the Most High God!" the Son of Light snorted coldly.

One after another, the holy light rose into the sky, and then turned into a huge holy sword, slashing straight at Xue An.

The strength of this sword made the Pope and others in the square and many people watching the excitement all shocked, and some of the timid ones even knelt on the ground.

The people of the Dark Council alone don't feel anything.

Because a figure stood in front of them.

I saw Xue An standing with his hands in his hands, raising his head to look at the falling holy sword, and smiled faintly, "At most, there is only one high-level god, and he actually claims to be a supreme god!"

This sentence was not loud, but it sounded like a thunderbolt in the ears of the Holy Son of Light.

"Fanatic, dare to slander my Father, suffer death!"

The power of the Bright Holy Sword was three points stronger.

At this moment, the holy sword had already arrived in front of Xue An.

Compared to this brilliant giant sword that slashed the sky, Xue An's figure seemed so thin.

But even so, Xue An still stood proudly, and then slowly stretched out a hand.

To be exact, it should have been a finger, and then it was directly pressed against the tip of the stabbing holy sword.

This scene made many people think that Xue An was crazy.

How could a physical body be able to block such a holy sword?

Not to mention with one finger.

The Son of Light showed a look of ecstasy, and the Father made it clear to him that as long as he killed this Xue An and destroyed his soul, he would be given a priesthood!

But at this time, a scene that made everyone jaw-dropping appeared.

No matter how amazing the sword momentum of that brilliant giant sword was, in front of Xue An's finger, it couldn't be stored at all.

It's like a mighty wave that hits an impregnable dam.

But the propulsion of this Bright Holy Sword was so powerful, although the tip of the sword was blocked, it was still pushing forward frantically.

Click!

Starting from the tip of the sword, this holy sword began to break inch by inch, and then piled up in front of Xue An's fingers.

By the end of the day, it had even turned into a puddle of holy sword fragments.

The Son of Light looked at the boss with his mouth open.

However, with the power of one finger, he broke the Holy Sword of Light.

This body is too strong, isn't it?

Xue An slowly turned his head to look at him, and said lightly, "Do you know how to use a sword?"

As he spoke, countless sword rays emerged, instantly forming a supreme giant sword that was several times larger than the Bright Holy Sword just now.

Then Xue An swung the sword in his hand suddenly, and said coldly: "Look at the sword!"

Rumble!

The sword slammed directly into the head of the Holy Son of Light.

It was like a whack-a-mole, directly blasting the Holy Son of Light from mid-air into the ground.

Then Xue An waved his hand, and the giant sword came towards the Blood Ancestor Asmodeus again.

Asmodeus shuddered and turned into a streamer of light to dodge the sword.

But helplessly, this giant sword was so big that it was even like a wall, and Asmodeus didn't dodge it at all, and was directly smashed into the ground.