Above the Longteng Mansion Square, a huge light gate was suspended in the void. In the light gate, monks constantly flashed out and landed on the square steadily.

And there were countless monks gathered around the square, and they all looked eagerly into the light gate.

After seeing the people they were waiting for appeared, the people led by the major forces all rushed towards the top of the square.

A few of them were very conspicuous. They were so angry that they screamed when they caught a few of them, their voices resounding throughout the square.

"Who killed Bai Yi!"

"Where is Qingbai? Who dares to kill him, I want him to pay for his life!"

Two angry voices sounded almost at the same time, but it was the great elder Xuan Ye of the Xuantian Sword Sect and another gray-robed old man. The gray-robed old man was obviously from the Seven Stars Mansion. He Qingbai's death made him almost crazy.

They had high hopes for Xuan Baiyi and He Qingbai, but they did not expect that both Xuan Baiyi and He Qingbai were dead. They couldn't swallow this breath anyway.

"Elder Heyan? Qing Baixian nephew also had an accident?" Xuan Ye looked at the gray-robed elder with a slight surprise. Obviously, he just knew about this.

The gray-robed old man He Yan did not pay attention to Xuan Ye, but stared coldly at the young man in front of him, pulling his robe with one hand and shouting, "Who is it?"

"Elder Supreme, we don't, don't know!" The young man who was grasped by Heyan was very scared, and the breath of the ancient gods made him breathless.

"Elder Heyan, I know who killed your young master." At this time, an indifferent voice sounded. If Xiao Fan sees it, he will probably recognize him. This person is Beiyuan Crazy Saber.

Xiao Fan killed his father. Last time he was almost nailed to Shenzhou with a sword by Xiao Fan. He hated Xiao Fan deeply.

"Who is it?" Heyan stared at Beiyuan Crazy Saber with cold eyes, and the spirit of Beiyuan Crazy Saber was numb.

"Yes," Beiyuan Crazy Saber was under great pressure, his body was a little unstable, and he almost shouted with all his strength, "It's Xiao Fan!"

"Xiao Fan?" He Yan muttered murderously. He obviously hadn't even heard the name.

"Xiao Fan, my Profound Ye will not destroy your nine races, and I will swear not to be a man!" At this time, another roar echoed in the void, and another incomparable domineering aura spread.

When the crowd looked at it, they saw Xuan Ye, the great elder of the Xuantian Sword Sect, surrounded by endless sword aura, and his murderous aura was gushing.

"Elder Xuan Ye, who is Xiao Fan, the elders will surely frustrate him!" He Yan suddenly turned to look at Xuan Ye not far away.

Xuan Ye also turned his head abruptly, and the two looked at each other, and they could see the shock and killing intent in each other's eyes.

"Xiao Fan killed my nephew Baiyi! Didn't Qing Baixian nephew also suffer an accident in his hands?" Although Xuan Ye had guessed it, he looked at Heyan in surprise.

"The nephew in white clothes also died in the hands of Xiao Fan?" He Yan was shocked, and his killing intent continued to rise. "It's so bold to kill the Xuantian Sword Sect and my Young Master of Seven Star Mansion, today, No one can keep him!"

The crowd felt the killing intent on the two of them, and they were all shocked. They were the pinnacles of the two second-rate forces. Not to mention that they only wanted to kill a Celestial God Realm or an Ancient God Realm. It is probably not too difficult. .

Many people couldn't help chanting the word "Xiao Fan" in their hearts, but they were more curious about what kind of task it was to kill the young masters of the two major forces in a row.

For a while, the crowd seemed to have no interest in the results of the first round of the Celestial Ranking Tournament, and instead cared more about Xiao Fan's ending.

What kind of character is a person who dares to kill the young master of a second-rate power?

A light smile flashed in Beiyuan Kuangdao's eyes, as if the conspiracy had succeeded, and he said coldly in his heart: "Xiao Fan, this time you are in a disaster!"

With a groan, Beiyuan Crazy Saber was about to retreat to the crowd, but at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared from the light gate.

Seeing that figure, Beiyuan Crazy Saber suddenly yelled, "Xiao Fan, that's Xiao Fan!"

As soon as these words were said, the eyes of the crowd suddenly looked towards the sky. Sure enough, several figures shot down towards the square, it was Xiao Fan and his party.

Xiao Fan's face sank when he heard those words, and he quickly understood what was going on.

"Someone deliberately stopped me for a few breaths just now, it turned out to be to frame me?" Xiao Fan looked cold. Fortunately, he was already prepared to be targeted by the Xuantian Sword Sect, so this was nothing.

However, things seemed to surpass Xiao Fan's expectations. On the square, two figures flew towards him at the same time, and two extremely terrifying auras enveloped him.

Even with his current strength, there is no resistance.

"Elder Supreme, Zhu Xuan of the Guling School killed the Young Master! You have to avenge the Young Master!" As the two violent forces approached, a stern voice sounded, but it was from Xiao Fan's side. He Han suddenly knelt beside him with a thump.

With this roar and kneel, one of the two pressures covering Xiao Fan suddenly disappeared, and the other pressure also gave a slight pause.

Xiao Fan saw that Xuan Ye and the other gray-robed old man had come to the front. From He Han's words, Xiao Fan guessed the identity of the gray-robed old man. He thought it should be the Supreme Elder Heyan of the Seven Star Mansion.

"Xiao Fan, take your life!" However, before he could think about it, Xuan Ye slapped angrily. If this slap falls, it is estimated that both Xiao Fan and Xuan Ye will turn into ashes.

The coercion of the peak of the ancient gods was not something they could bear.

"Young Master, be careful!" The mad wolf and Zhuo Tianhong yelled, and did not hesitate to stand in front of Xiao Fan, trying to use their bodies to give Xiao Fan breathing time.

Seeing this scene, many people were surprised. Some people are not afraid of death and would rather sacrifice their lives to save their master?

Moreover, this kind of action is completely out of instinct, just like a conditioned reflex. Even the top ten geniuses may not be able to have such a subordinate, right?

However, the strength of these two people is too low, they are still only in the late stage of the Heavenly God Realm, it is impossible to bear the palm of the ancient God Realm peak.

boom!

There was an explosion, and the terrifying palms finally fell. However, to the surprise of the crowd, Xiao Fan and the others did not die, they were just sent flying by a violent mad wolf.

Is there any force among them that can fight against the peak of the ancient gods?

After a short while, the energy storm disappeared, and the crowd finally saw that in front of Xiao Fan and them was a gray-robed old man. The gray-robed old man was not someone else, it was He Yan, the Supreme Elder of the Seven-Star Mansion.

"Elder Heyan, are you going to stop me?" Xuan Ye looked at He Yan coldly, as if He Yan wanted to stop him, he would also be able to kill him.

"Master, do you know this old man?" Zhuo Tianhong looked at Xiao Fan in surprise. He originally thought it was Qing Cang from Youyun Mansion who made the move, but he didn't expect it to be an old man he didn't know.

Xiao Fan shook his head and said, "He is not trying to save us."

Sure enough, He Yan shook his head and said: "The old man doesn't want to stop you, but just wants to figure out Qingbai's death. You don't want to kill even the people in my Seven Star Mansion?" The voice fell. He Yan's eyes suddenly turned to He Han, who was shocked to cough up blood, and his eyes became cold again: "Who is the death of Qingbai?"