Chapter 826 The Clown

"Elder Lei Jiu, now Wu is only as the head of the Wu family, avenging my Wu family's children and beheading Xiao Fan, please don't stop me!"

Seeing Lei Jiu's silence, Wu Shengzhi knew that he had bet on the right, so he hurriedly took advantage of someone to hit the railroad and scolded Lei Jiu the old fox in his heart.

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Fan and the others' expressions became solemn again, and it was really a wave of unrest.

They knew that it was impossible for the Wu family to bypass Xiao Fan. This battle was almost inevitable.

Stop you? I wish you killed Xiao Fan immediately! Lei Jiu smiled inwardly.

"Hey." Suddenly, Lei Jiu sighed and looked helpless, "Since Patriarch Wu is so persistent, Lei Jiu can't persuade him, and it's your personal grievance, and the old man can't stop it, so please. Haoer, let's go."

Lei Jiu left a word, turned around and took Lei Hao away, giving Lei Hao no chance to refute at all. He was afraid that Lei Hao would stay and prevented Wu Shengzhi from killing Xiao Fan.

Lei Hao did not resist at all, because Xiao Fan directly gave an order to follow Lei Jiu to leave. Anyway, Lei Jiu was here, and Lei Hao couldn't do anything.

Of course, Xiao Fan thought further. If Lei Hao speaks for himself again, the Lei Family will definitely suspect that he has done tricks on Lei Hao, which will be even more troublesome.

It's better to let Lei Hao go with him, so that Lei Hao can inquire about the Lei family. What's more, people like the Wu family may not be able to kill them.

Seeing Lei Jiu taking Lei Hao away, everyone in the Wu family suddenly sneered. Without Lei Hao's blocking, wouldn't they kill Xiao Fan just like playing?

"Boy, now there is no Lei Shao to save you, let us get cramped and peel off your skin. If you are afraid, wipe your neck yourself." The white armored youth became arrogant again.

His name is Wu Ming, and he is the son of Wu Shengzhi, the head of the Wu family, and the youngest of the Wu family.

"It's just like you, you don't need the third brother to take action at all, I will kill you." Guan Xiaoqi took out the Rippling Sun Bow and drew the full moon to Wu Ming.

Breaking through the battle emperor realm, he was full of confidence. Fatty and the others were ready to fight at any time. In his eyes, Wu Ming and the Wu family were not terrible.

They were only worried about Wu Shengzhi. The spirit power fluctuations that radiated from him could not even be seen by them, and they faintly felt a dangerous aura. Wu Shengzhi's strength was definitely in the late stage of the war, or even the peak.

"Xiao Qi, you take the battle for me, I'll kill them!" Xiao Fan stepped forward and said boldly.

Asura's will break through to the second level, Xiao Fan hasn't really moved his hands yet, and the whole person feels rusty, and it just so happens that he can show his fist today.

With his current strength, except Wu Shengzhi, other people generally could not threaten Xiao Fan's life.

Moreover, Wu Shengzhi would definitely not let him leave easily, it would be better to have a hearty battle.

"In the early stage of the battle of the Emperor Realm, I was really ignorant, let you know what the difference in realm is." One of the black men said.

When the voice fell, a gust of wind blew up in the void, hunting and hunting, sweeping towards Xiao Fan from all directions.

The wind is like a sword like a sword, revealing a powerful and sharp aura. Generally speaking, the higher the realm of the monk, the deeper and stronger the understanding of the will.

The man in black clearly understood the will of the wind. Judging from the fluctuating spirit power emitted, he should be a cultivator in the middle of the war.

Suddenly, the black-clothed man moved, as if he had disappeared out of thin air, obviously blending into the wind, and dense black shadows appeared in the void, all of which were the black-clothed man's figure, extremely strange.

Immediately afterwards, a huge whirlpool appeared in the sky, and there were faint wind dragons hovering in the whirlpool, wandering, and deterring people.

There are too many shadows, too many to count, covering the sky and the sun, it is terrifying.

Seeing the high-altitude scenery, the people around were shocked. The wind seemed to be able to tear them all apart, and many people retreated towards the back.

On the other hand, Xiao Fan stood there still, like an ancient pine, letting the wind and rain beat me, I didn't move.

Slowly, a faint black mist emerged from Xiao Fan's body. At the same time, his eyes slowly closed, and everything flashed through his mind, and his thoughts were extremely clear.

The black mist became denser and denser, slowly spreading towards the surroundings, and then being blown away by the gang wind.

Seeing this, the black-clothed man suddenly sneered, as if to say again, even if you can defeat Lei Hao in the early stage of the war emperor, what would be considered in front of the middle of the war emperor.

What he didn't know was that at this moment, all the space that was hundreds of meters away from the void was clearly branded in Xiao Fan's mind. It was a world of wind.

Even, he could see the gray wind blades killing him like sharp arrows, but the dense phantoms were slowly melting.

In the end, only a black figure was revealed, looking at Xiao Fan with a grin.

This figure kept flickering, changing its position, and leaving afterimages in the void, but no matter how he flickered and changed, in Xiao Fan’s mind, the man in black looked like a clown jumping around. a shame.

"That kid won't be scared, he closed his eyes at this time!"

"It's probably waiting to die!"

The crowd sneered, thinking that Xiao Fan's strength was not worthy of its name, and even many people believed that Xiao Fan was able to defeat Lei Hao by accident.

No matter the gust of wind hit him, Xiao Fan's robe stirred, and suddenly, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. At the same time, the Shura sword suddenly appeared in Xiao Fan's hands.

"Enough jumping!"

Xiao Fan whispered lightly, and then suddenly pulled out the Shura sword, without any sword aura, nor any vision, but the direction that Xiao Fan cut out, the sky full of wind seemed to be cut away by a sword.

Cang!

The Shura sword was dispatched very quickly, and the scabbard was also very quick. It was just a simple tip-out, sword-out, and sword-removal action. Many people could not help showing contempt when seeing this scene.

But the next moment, the crowd was stunned, and their hearts trembled.

puff! With a crisp sound, a figure was revealed from the gust of wind, and on his chest, there was a hideous bloodstain, from the left shoulder across the right waist.

He lowered his head in horror, looking at his body, blood spurted wildly, and immediately afterwards, his body split into two, his upper body slowly slipped, and his internal organs spilled into the void.

This person has a good understanding of the will of the wind, but there are too many tricks, the dense afterimages may be able to confuse others.

But Xiao Fan has a ghost war soul, how powerful his spiritual sense is, and his speed is not slow, no amount of tricks will make any sense in front of him.

"Dead!" Someone exclaimed, with a look of fear in their eyes. In their eyes, how could that insignificant sword kill the mid-term battle emperor?

Wu Shengzhi and Wu Ming's father and son flashed in their eyes, and Xiao Fan's strength exceeded his cognition.

"Jumping beam clown!" A cold voice sounded, and Xiao Fan raised his head indifferently, ignoring everyone in the Wu family.