One sword could cut the mountains and rivers, and kill them with one thought! If you lied to me, you would be reduced to ashes; if you betrayed me, you would die. Even if the heavens go against me, I still have a Heaven-breaking Move! I'll use my actions to warn the world what a god is, what a deity is!
"Cough cough..."
Xia Fan opened his eyes, coughed a few times, and spat out all the water in his abdomen.
"Where is this place?"
Looking around blankly, Xia Fan murmured.
At this moment, a memory flashed in his mind. Soon, Xia Fan knew what was going on.
"So that's how it is!"
Xia Fan stood up slowly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
He was the War God, Xia Fan, who was the master of a realm. His combat strength was unparalleled, and he could dominate the world. The Heaven-fighting Gate, which he had established, was the most powerful sect in the Seven Worlds.
Xia Fan's anger caused the Seven Worlds to panic, and the Gods to tremble!
After training for thousands of years, he would be able to break through the shackles of the universe and become a Chaos Sovereign.
However, at the moment of Heaven-fighting, when the Divine Chaos Tribulation descended, the three great realm masters took action and launched a sneak attack, sending him into the chaotic space and sending him into the void.
"In a few years, I will return to the Heaven Realm and kill the three world masters!"
Xia Fan's heart was filled with rage and killing intent.
If he didn't die, then the three great realm masters would definitely die, their dao erased, thanking him for his sin back then!
Even though he was only a mortal today, he was the God of War, Xia Fan. He had countless god-level techniques in his heart. Any random one of them would only take him three to five years to return to his peak!
Taking a deep breath, Xia Fan put away the killing intent in his heart and slowly closed his eyes to examine his physical body.
"I didn't expect this kid to be a Chaos Ancient Body."
After a long time, Xia Fan opened his eyes and exclaimed.
Even in the God Realm, the Ancient Chaotic Body was a first-rate fleshly body. When cultivating it, one's speed would increase by a thousand miles in a single day. No one could compare to it.
Unfortunately, the spiritual essence of heaven and earth in the lower realm had been exhausted, leaving behind only a thin amount of yuan qi that was still needed for the ancient body's cultivation.
In other words, in this world, the Ancient Chaotic Body was just a useless body that could not be cultivated.
However, when it fell into Xia Fan's hands, everything was different...
"Let's go back to the family first!"
Xia Fan swung his wet sleeves and strode in the direction of his family, following the short memory.
The sun was high in the sky and there were no clouds for miles. It didn't take long for Xia Fan to return to Qingyang City.
Looking at the crowded streets, Xia Fan couldn't help sighing.
When training in the Divine Realm, for several hundred years or even a thousand years, he was unable to remember how long it had been since he'd seen the scenes of all living things.
"You hooligans, get out of my way!"
Suddenly, a cold voice resounded through the street.
Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw a girl surrounded by four or five men on the street.
The young girl was about the same age as Xia Fan. She was dressed in white, and her long hair fluttered in the wind. Her appearance was so beautiful that it could topple states and cities.
However, at this moment, her clothes were in disarray, and there were a few palm marks on them. There were even traces of anger in her clear eyes.
When the beauty got angry, the four or five men burst into evil laughter, which seemed to arouse the beast nature in their hearts.
"Xia Yu?"
Xia Fan's heart trembled, and he quickly stepped forward.
The girl in the middle was none other than the younger sister of the physical body's owner.
In his memories, Xia Fan was extremely protective of his younger sister. Even as trash, he would do his best to protect Xia Yu.
Now that the two of them were one, Xia Fan naturally couldn't sit idly by.
"Sister Xiayu, just follow me. Anyway, I will be a family sooner or later!"
A wretched voice rang out, carrying waves of lewd laughter that made one feel disgusted.
The person who spoke was Lin Yu, the third young master of the Lin Family in Qingyang City.
His figure was a bit skinnier, his face pale. It was clear that he was excessively lecherous. The lewd smile on his face was even uglier than a ghost's, making one feel disgusted and disgusted.
"I don't have a son like you!"
Xia Fan's cold voice rang out. He took a step forward, and a white light flashed. He had already shielded Xia Yu behind him as he looked coldly at Lin Yu.
Lin Yu was stunned at first. After seeing who it was, he couldn't help sneering. "I was wondering who it was. It's trash Xia. What's wrong? Is your body itching again? Looking at you now, I'm afraid you've just been beaten up, right?"
As a good-for-nothing who couldn't cultivate, he was indeed bullied by others. Even his family's servants looked down on him.
However, things were different now. He was the God of War, Xia Fan!
"Brother, let's forget it!"
Xia Yu tugged at Xia Fan's sleeve and tried to persuade him.
This stubborn brother of hers would always step forward to protect her from the storm. Xia Yu naturally didn't want to see Xia Fan being bullied.
"It's okay. I'll protect you!"
Patting Xia Yu's hand gently, Xia Fan turned his head and gave a faint smile. His voice was calm, but it contained an unparalleled confidence.
This was something that had never happened before!
Xia Yu's heart warmed as she stared blankly at Xia Fan.
Compared to the past, Xia Fan seemed a little different. However, this kind of feeling was hard to describe and unclear.
"Which hand touched my sister?"
The voice slowly sounded. A cold light swept over them, and an inexplicable killing intent shrouded them.
At that moment, Lin Yu and the others only felt a chill on their backs, and there was a sense of horror.
Even if they lost all their cultivation, few mortals could resist the might of the God of War.
"What's there to be afraid of? He's just a good-for-nothing!"
Lin Yu was stunned for a moment. Thinking of this, she immediately became more confident.
Everyone in Qingyang City knew that Xia Fan could not even step into the First Level of Bone Refining. He was just an ordinary person.
Although he was not talented enough, he had reached the Lv 3 of Bone Refining. There was no need to be afraid.
"Beat him!"
With a cold look on her face, Lin Yu shouted, waking them up. She clenched her fists and rushed forward!
"How dare a few ants jump around?"
After he finished speaking, a white light flashed in front of him. Xia Fan turned into a white shadow and shuttled back and forth between the crowd.
His speed was not fast, but there was a kind of dazzling feeling that was hard to see.
"Boom!"
In the blink of an eye, Xia Fan had broken their necks. All of them fell to the ground, dead!
"It seems that you don't want both hands anymore!"
At some point, Xia Fan had already arrived behind Lin Yu.
As his voice rang out, an icy-cold aura enveloped Lin Yu, causing his mind to go blank.
The next moment, Xia Fan struck out like a bolt of lightning. He did not give Lin Yu a single chance. He firmly gripped the acupuncture points on his shoulders and instantly rolled over.
In the third level of the Bone Refining Realm, one's physical strength could reach 100 kilograms, and a punch could shatter huge stones.
Unfortunately, Lin Yu was held down by Xia Fan. No matter how powerful he was, he could not do anything about it.
"Crack crack crack..."
Xia Fan's eyes were cold, but the strength of his hands was not vague. The rubbing sound of the bones was crisp and pleasant to the ear.
But for Lin Yu, it was Yama's whisper.
His face was as pale as ash, and his face was full of pain. The pain deep in his bone marrow made him almost faint, but he still kept sober.
With a cold snort, the strength of Xia Fan's hand suddenly increased. With a "crack", Lin Yu's shoulders and bones were broken.
"Ah!"
The next moment, Lin Yu's hands hung down powerlessly. He fell to the ground, and the scream resounded through the street, attracting countless people's attention.
"Get lost! What a good-for-nothing!"
Without looking at Lin Yu, Xia Fan left a cold sentence and pulled Xia Yu out of the street.