Chapter 779 Disputes

The flying warship was launched, and the more than 800 monks who passed the primary election were all enthusiastic, and they were full of expectations for Wushuang Holy City.

Xiao Fan's heart was extremely unquiet, then Jiang Changqing's hostility towards him was not normal, and it seemed that he did not offend him.

Is Granny Tianxiang really his old concubine?

Even his old concubine, there is no need to put himself to death.

If it weren't for Ye Linchen to speak, it is estimated that the old immortal really wanted to embarrass himself. Thinking of this, Xiao Fan couldn't help but glance at Ye Linchen gratefully.

Ye Linchen's eyes were very calm. He didn't look at Xiao Fan too much. Only a voice echoed in Xiao Fan's ears: "With your current strength, it is best not to provoke him. He kills you without any reason."

The voice was very ethereal, but Xiao Fan knew that it was Ye Linchen's voice.

Hearing these words, Xiao Fan's heart was extremely heavy. This unparalleled holy city seemed to be more cruel than the great dynasties. It was just a matter of moving a finger to kill a low-level monk.

"When my strength is overwhelming, who will stop and kill who!" Xiao Fan said in a cold voice, and then slowly turned around, standing by the railing of the battleship, looking down below.

You will be at the top of the mountain!

Xiao Fan really understood the meaning of this poem. Now, he may be able to walk sideways among the dynasties and despise everything. Those creatures are just like ants.

But in front of the strong in Wushuang Holy City, what is it?

Perhaps, in Jiang Changqing's eyes, Xiao Fan is also like an ant!

For some reason, Xiao Fan's heart was filled with a desire, not only strength, but also power!

This is a problem that Xiao Fan has never thought about. For a long time, Xiao Fan only thought that it was enough for him to live freely, without having to build any influence.

But the facts seem to be the opposite. The farther he goes, the stronger the strong and the forces blocking him on the road ahead.

In the arena, there will always be moments of helplessness.

"If I reorganize the Asura Palace, what will happen?" Xiao Fan thought to himself that reorganizing the Asura Palace is not a simple matter. He also thought about it many times. At least with his current strength, it is impossible to reorganize Asura. Of the temple.

"Lao San, what's the matter? Do you want to kill that old man?" The fat man came to Xiao Fan's side and said with a cold tone.

As long as Xiao Fan said a word, Fatty would definitely not care about the three-seven-one, and directly fight Jiang Changqing, regardless of your cultivation level, first fight it.

"I want to kill him, but not now." Xiao Fan gathered the sound into a thread. If Jiang Changqing heard it, it would be troublesome.

Just as Ye Linchen said, Jiang Changqing wanted to kill him without any reason at all. In Wushuang Holy City, the ranks are even stricter.

"With your and my strength, can't you kill him?" Fatty's eyes showed a fierce light, but it was only a flash.

Xiao Fan shook his head and said, "Don't worry, he won't be jumping for long."

Xiao Fan has never been merciful to those who want to kill himself, so Jiang Changqing wants to kill him. No matter who he is, Xiao Fan will put him to death.

The current Xiao Fan was still too far behind Jiang Changqing. At least he had to enter the mid-term of the war emperor before he could hope to fight Jiang Changqing, let alone behead him.

Xiao Fan also understands that even if they are of the same rank, there are strong and weak points. For example, Chu Kong and Lei Wu, although they are strong in the late war emperor, but the real combat power of the two is better than the ordinary war emperor in the middle period. Be stronger, otherwise Xiao Fan wouldn't be able to kill them.

"Call me when you want to kill him." The fat man patted Xiao Fan on the shoulder, very domineering.

Xiao Fan nodded, and a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes. This is the real brother, even if he goes through water and fire, he will not hesitate.

"Second brother, third brother, I have reserved two training rooms for you. I heard that it will take seven days to reach Wushuang Holy City, so I can hurry up and practice." Guan Xiaoqi took Xiaojin and Xiao Ming from a distance. Coming, said carelessly.

"Where are Lou Aotian and Chu frivolous?" Xiao Fan asked.

"These two cultivators found a training room and went to practice." Guan Xiaoqi pouted. Although he was talented, he was still less diligent than Lou Aotian and Chu Qingkuang.

"Lao San, let's go, let's practice too. It's best to break through the realm of the Emperor of War before rushing to Wushuang Holy City." The fat man grinned and walked forward first.

Xiao Fan nodded, but he was thinking in his heart that he could just practice the eighth-rank combat skill Thousand Miles Light Technique, and by the way perfect the prisoner's soul finger.

The flying warship is very large, and there are also many training rooms, which are full of spiritual energy and are very suitable for monks to practice.

Under the leadership of Guan Xiaoqi, Xiao Fan and Fatty also came to the training room where they were, and felt the aura in the training room. Xiao Fan and Fatty nodded slightly.

"Although the aura and soul power are thinner, they can barely be cultivated." Xiao Fan said, the aura and soul power in the flying warship are all supplied with soul stones, and there is a free soul stone supply. Very good.

"It will be just a few days." The fat man shrugged helplessly.

"Why do you occupy my training room, this is my first occupation."

"Why? My strength is stronger than you. I really don’t know how you got the first place. The strength of the late War Emperor is really not that great. Little beauty, as long as you stay with me for one night, this training room will give how are you?"

"You bastard!"

When Xiao Fan and the others were about to enter the training room, suddenly, a loud noise sounded, Xiao Fan suddenly stopped, frowned, and then turned and walked along the corridor.

The soul power swept away, and a familiar figure instantly imprinted in Xiao Fan's mind. The owner of the voice just now was not someone else, it was Dragon Dance.

I saw Dragon Dance more than two months ago. She was only in the early stage of the battle emperor, but now, she is already a master of the late battle emperor.

Coupled with her ice bloodline, if you fight with all your strength, Battle Emperor Peak is definitely not the opponent of Dragon Dance, even if the ordinary war emperor is strong in the early stage, she may be able to fight if she works hard.

"Oh, the temper is still so big, I like it." A wicked laugh sounded, and a burly young man was across from Long Wu. He stretched out his palm and touched Long Wu's face.

Long Wu was furious, and there was a rolling chill out of his body in vain. The temperature in the promenade dropped several degrees in an instant, and then he patted the burly young man with his hands.

"It turns out to be an iceberg beauty, so, I like it better, by the way, it looks like you are still the younger sister of the new dragon emperor, haha~" The burly young man smiled more evilly and licked his dry tongue.

Behind the burly young man, there were several people standing, also looking at Dragon Dance with a lewd smile. They had seen many women, but such peerless beauties like Dragon Dance were too rare.

The burly young man dodged quickly, grabbing a hand toward Long Wu's lotus arm, and seeing that he was about to touch Long Wu, a stream of light suddenly flashed.

Then, with a crisp sound, the body of the burly young man shot out like a cannonball, and slammed heavily at the end of the corridor.

The crowd came back to their senses, and they all showed a stunned look. The burly young man was also the peak of the Emperor of War, and he was slapped and slapped.

After a while, the eyes of the crowd fell on a black-clothed young man. He wore a black robe without any wind, his eyes were cold and dark, sharp as a knife.