Chapter Four and Six

Puff puff! Void heads flew up one by one, Xiao Ming shot decisively and fiercely, like steel claws revealing an endless sharpness.

Its speed is so fast that even Xiao Fan is not as good as it is, and wherever it passes, blood is scattered.

"A seventh-order soul beast, it is a seventh-order soul beast!" The crowd screamed, their eyes full of horror.

A seventh-order spirit beast, that is equivalent to a human cultivator, is a powerful warlord, and the spirit beast is stronger than an ordinary human cultivator of the same rank. These warlord cultivators are his opponents.

"Stop it!" The white-robed youth yelled angrily, and grabbed Xiao Ming with his hand.

A trace of disdain flashed in Xiao Ming's eyes. In terms of talent, he was not weaker than anyone in the same rank. The bloodline of the ninth rank, but the ninth rank war soul powerhouse equivalent to a human monk.

puff! The white-clothed youth and Xiao Ming’s paws touched each other, causing a rain of blood, his face changed wildly, and he retreated to the back.

The faces of Emperor League, Wang Dao League and other cultivators were full of despair, and even the white-clothed youth were not the opponent of that soul beast, so how could they beat that soul beast.

"Brother Junluo, save us." The monk of the Imperial League screamed bitterly.

Xiao Ming rushed to kill among dozens or hundreds of monks, and what he killed was a joy, like a wolf entering a flock, reaping lives.

"Jun Luo? He turned out to be the fifteenth master Jun Luo! No wonder Xiao Fan flew with a palm." The crowd's pupils shrank and their eyes gathered on the white robe youth.

"Xiao Fan, you let him stop, there is a kind of fight with me!" The white-robed young man Junluo had an ugly expression.

"Master of the sky list, the 18th generation of your ancestors in Japan knows about sneak attacks? Fight with me? Now you want to fight me head-on? Yes, when they are all dead, I will fight you again!" Xiao Fan He took a mouthful of **** sputum.

He has never had such a big intention to kill. The reason why he kills is not because he wants to kill but because people want to kill him.

But today, he is going to destroy the Imperial League, the Wang Dao League and the Tianxia League, aren't these people here just to kill themselves?

Even if he was accused of a blood butcher, Xiao Fan did not hesitate.

"You will die miserably!" Jun Luo grinned and walked towards Xiao Fan. Since Xiao Fan didn't let the soul beast stop, he had to kill Xiao Fan first.

He didn't believe that if Xiao Fan died, the soul beast would avenge Xiao Fan!

"Hey~"

Upon seeing this, Xiao Ming turned into a streamer and rushed towards Junluo. The speed was as fast as lightning, at least ten times the speed of sound.

"Flat-haired beast, you are looking for death." Jun Luo roared, and the long sword was unsheathed, standing on Xiao Ming's feathers, unexpectedly making a sonorous sound.

Puff puff! Xiao Ming flapped his wings, his wings were like two heavenly swords, and countless arrows of soul power roared down. Although Jun Luo was strong, he was beaten back again and again.

"Quickly kill Xiao Fan!" Seeing the other monks running away, Wei Tianlang roared.

"Want to kill me?" Xiao Fan grinned, the white stone exuded bursts of soft light, continuously repairing the injured meridians.

Holding a sword across the air, he appeared next to Wei Tianlang, "Your brother Jiuquan is too lonely. Go and keep him company."

With the sword falling in his hand, Wei Tianlang's head flew up, his body was slashed by countless sword auras, and it turned into a blood mist that filled the void.

He never thought that he would die here, at the hands of a monk in the late War King realm.

"The emperor won't let you go!" The head gritted his teeth and roared out a word, that was his last spirit.

"Noisy!" Xiao Fan pointed out, and Wei Tianlang's head suddenly exploded.

"Isn't it Xiao Fan's bottom line just now?" The crowd got numb and looked at Xiao Fan in horror.

How did they know that the reason why Xiao Fan didn't use all his strength was precisely because he was afraid of Jun Luo's sneak attack, but Jun Luo's strength exceeded Xiao Fan's expectations, so he was successfully attacked.

"Go!" Seeing that Wei Tianlang was killed, Li Yi yelled and fleeed away.

At this moment, no one wants to stay here anymore. Jun Luo is their trump card in this killing team.

However, this trump card was actually entangled by a soul beast at this moment, Xiao Fan was liberated, and he could slaughter unscrupulously.

These people, it is estimated that the sum of them is not enough for Xiao Fan to kill. They know how powerful a person can kill Thunder Cloud.

"Want to go? It's okay if you don't kill you, but you have to leave something! Heaven and Earth Xiaoshou!" Xiao Fan smiled grimly, and a white light burst out with him as the center, and instantly enveloped the surrounding one hundred meters.

There was a breath of death and destruction in the air, and the monks who were watching were all frightened. Moreover, this was the result of Xiao Fan's deliberate tolerance of killing intent.

"Red Dust Kill!"

Xiao Fan shouted angrily, the cultivators who had fled suddenly screamed again and again, their arms and thighs were cut off by an invisible sword energy, and blood flew.

Countless blood rain fell in the void, broken arms and limbs were everywhere, and then shattered by the invisible sword energy.

But they couldn't take care of so much anymore. They just wanted to escape from birth. Xiao Fan was already crazy, and he would definitely die if he stayed here.

"Asshole, if this hatred is not reported, I swear not to be a man!" An angry voice resounded through the valley. Looking around, Junluo was covered in blood and claw marks were everywhere.

The white robe was broken and completely saturated with blood.

No wonder Jun Luo was so angry that the fifteenth master of his dignified sky list was killed by a soul beast and fleeing. It was no better to be another person.

A sword retreated Xiao Ming, and Jun Luo disappeared into the valley.

"Jun Luo was scared away?" The crowd was dumbfounded, gulping droolingly.

"No need to chase." Xiao Fan shouted, his eyes were extremely scarlet, and enough people had been killed today. He believed that after today, no one in this outer courtyard would dare to make his own mind.

Xiao Ming flickered his wings and landed on Xiao Fan's shoulder, pecking the blood between Xiao Fan's hair with an affectionate expression.

Xiao Fan touched Xiao Ming's head, the blood in his eyes slowly disappeared, his murderous aura was restrained, and a smile flashed across his face, like a spring breeze.

The monks watching around were scared by Xiao Fan's murderous aura just now, but suddenly saw Xiao Fan smile, which made everyone feel relieved.

At this moment, Xiao Fan was still the killer **** who was just now invincible. He was just a big boy next door. He was totally different from just now.

"Xiao Ming, congratulations, go back." Suddenly a seventh-order soul crystal appeared in Xiao Fan's hand and handed it to Xiao Ming's mouth. Xiao Ming suddenly cheered and flapped his wings, like a bolt of lightning, falling in the distance. Yingfeng body.

When the crowd saw this, their gazes towards Yingfeng changed slightly, especially the monks in the Spirit Hall. They quickly remembered what Yingfeng looked like, and don't offend anyone in the future.

In normal times, who would have thought that the little black eagle on the shadow of the wind turned out to be a seventh-order soul beast, even Junluo who fought in the emperor realm was not an opponent.

"Next time, I will take the initiative to find you." Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, looking at the direction in which Jun Luo and the others were escaping in the distance, his tone was cold.

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