Chapter 427 　 Sensation

The people from the Imperial League and the Wang Dao League left, and calm was restored in the valley.

Above the sky, Xiao Fan in a black robe stood in the air, with bloodshot black hair flying in the wind, and the Shura sword in his hand was still dripping with enchanting blood.

The last afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, pulling his figure very long. The road is only about 1.8 meters, slightly thin and not very tall, but his back is on everyone. Infinitely zoomed in my mind.

After that, in the entire outer courtyard of the Battle Soul Academy, who doesn't know the name of Xiao Fan?

If anyone dares to continue to rely on the old and sell the old in front of Xiao Fan and be self-righteous, it is simply looking for death.

Cang!

The soul power shook, Xiao Fan's bloodshot eyes disappeared suddenly, the Shura sword shone with cold light, sharp and dazzling, and the long sword was sheathed, Xiao Fan quietly walked towards Wujian Cliff.

Today was the first day, and there was such a big incident. Xiao Fan didn't know what would happen in the next fourteen days.

But what he has to do is to stay in Wujian Cliff for half a month and continue to comprehend sword power.

Yingfeng, Bai Yu and the others did not leave, they also sat not far from Xiao Fan and began to comprehend.

The others were a little timid at first, but in the end many people stayed. Over time, they found that Xiao Fan was not as scary as they had imagined.

Even if he offends him, he will not care too much, but if anyone wants to kill him, he will take it mercilessly.

When Jun Luo and the others retreated, Mu Chenfeng retreated to Rong with a palm of the Spirit Temple, and saw the movement in the distance disappear, and the big stone in his heart also relaxed.

"Xiang Rong, today's discussion is over, goodbye." Mu Chenfeng laughed, turned and disappeared in the direction of Xuangong, and added another sentence in his heart: "The Killing Demon Brigade makes an effort, Xiao Fan should be dead and can't die anymore. Right."

Xiang Rong's eyes were cold, and he swiftly moved in the direction of Wujianya.

Mu Chenfeng returned to the Xuan Palace with a faint smile on his face, but his face changed in vain when he saw the busy footsteps in the distance.

He ran quickly, and at the door of a hall, there were silhouettes lying on the ground. Everyone was covered with blood, and many of them had their limbs cut off, looking shocking.

Some pharmacists quickly stopped the bleeding and were very busy.

"Bian Tai, what's the matter with them?" Mu Chenfeng recognized a student of the Wang Dao League. Bian Tai was the strongest person who joined Xuan Gong this time, and because of his special name, Mu Chenfeng remembered him name.

"It's Xiao Fan, they are all hurt by Xiao Fan." Bian Tai looked ugly, he was very grateful that he was only in the late stage of the King of War, and he was not qualified to besie Xiao Fan. Otherwise, he might have fallen to the ground. one person.

"Where is Xiao Fan, is he dead?" Mu Chenfeng asked eagerly. He didn't care about the injuries of these people. As long as Xiao Fan died, that was enough.

Mu Chenfeng didn't know why he hated Xiao Fan so much, but there was a voice in his heart telling him that Xiao Fan must die, otherwise Xuan Gong would not be peaceful.

"No." Bian Tai shook his head bitterly, thinking of the previous scenes, he couldn't help shivering.

"Not dead? How could it be possible, isn't there a Dige, or even the people from Tianfu?" Mu Chenfeng exclaimed, with a bad premonition in his heart.

"It was the people of the Dige Pavilion. Leiyun died, Shi Hanyu died, our deputy leader Ning Zhe and Emperor League leader Wei Tianlang also died. Only Li Yi escaped alive, and the others died or became disabled." Bian Tai said in horror.

Hearing this, Mu Chenfeng trembled, his whole body seemed to be out of strength, his body was shaky, and he stepped back several steps.

"How is it possible, how can he be so strong? Tianfu, isn't there a person from Tianfu?" Mu Chenfeng said unwillingly.

"It is Jun Luo from Tianfu. It is precisely because he attacked Xiao Fan that Xiao Fan would kill him. Anything embroidered with the words Emperor League, Wang Dao League, Tian Xia League on his clothes, he would not let it go, and was eventually killed by him. There were dozens of people, and there were sixty to seventy people who either had their hands or their feet beheaded." Bian Taiyue said more and more trembling.

Mu Chenfeng almost fell to the ground, his head shaking like a rattle: "How is it possible!"

"Elder Mu." At this time, injured Li Yi came over, his face was cold, and murderous aura appeared, "Xiao Fan killed so many monks in the Profound Palace, we will not let it go."

"Xiao Fan must die, but Xingdian will not care about killing in Wujianya." Mu Chenfeng said fiercely, but he didn't know **** Xiao Fan for a while.

"Elder Mu first went to the Xingdian to expose Xiao Fan, so you just don't know what to do. Leave other things to me. People from the Royal League are not so easy to kill." Li Yi gritted his teeth.

"Good." Mu Chenfeng nodded, "What will you do?"

"Among the people Xiao Fan killed, there were Ning Zhe, Lan Ze, and Wei Tianlang. Will these families let him go?" Li Yi's tone became colder and colder, and he was very reluctant to kill Xiao Fan immediately.

"Okay, I'm going to Xingdian now." Mu Chenfeng took a deep breath, glanced at the wounded on the ground, and left the profound palace.

The matter of the swordless cliff has long gone wild. In the inner courtyard of the Battle Spirit Academy, in an elegant and quiet other courtyard, a young man in Confucian robes sits in the courtyard, holding a cup of tea and gently savoring it, and there is something invisible in his body. Kind of nobility.

At his feet, there was a man in black robe kneeling, talking about words, the eyes of the young man in Confucian robe condensed slightly, and it took a long time to relax.

He waved his hand gently, the black-robed man retreated, the corner of the Confucian robe youth's mouth was curved, and he sneered: "Old Nine, Old Nine, you really have worshiped a good brother. If it was a few years ago, maybe, everything is not. I can be the master, but now, if I want him to live, he will live, and if I want him to die, he must die!"

The young man was not someone else, it was Nangong Tianyi, the great emperor of the Great Li Dynasty. With his right hand hard, the teacup in his hand suddenly turned into powder.

"Lao Jiu, don't you really want to see your brother? A month later, I have a chance with you. I will let you know who is the master of the future." Nangong Tianyi said with a fierce expression.

At the same time, Emperor Lihuo was talking about Wujianya everywhere.

"I heard that a student named Xiao Fan, with his cultivation in the late stage of the War King Realm, beheaded the warlord masters on the Dige Gedi list, and also killed dozens of eight alliances such as the Emperor League, the Wang Dao League, and the World League. A cultivator, a student of the Battle Soul Academy even gave Xiao Fan the title of'Devil Xiao Xiao'. This fellow is really bold!"

"What's this? Xiao Fan killed the Qin Dao in the middle of the War Emperor Realm before. The Battle Soul Academy is not peaceful. People outside want to go in, and people inside want to come out. It's normal to fight and kill."

"Yes, joining the Battle Soul Academy, although you can get higher skills and combat skills, and you can have a famous teacher give pointers, but the fight is also extremely cruel, and dozens of students die every year. It's no surprise."

"Killing individuals is normal, but don’t forget, Xiao Fan has no background, and I heard that he killed the direct descendants of the Ning family, the Lan family, and the Wei family. It may stop there."

There were discussions about Xiao Fan's affairs everywhere, and within only half a day, it caused a sensation in the entire Lihuo Emperor Capital, and Xiao Fan's name was almost a household name.