Supreme Killer

Chapter 1468: Are you his father?



Chapter 1468: Are you his father?

Chapter 1468: Are you his father?

The first four six eight chapters are you his father?

A genius of the evildoer level, are you convinced?

Xiao Fan's words echoed in the air for a long time, and the sound was not loud, but it resounded like a thunder in Murong Mingyue's ears, how harsh it was to hear.

Murong Mingyue is a genius at the level of evildoer, how could he be trampled underfoot?

It's a pity, what enchanting genius, looks so pale and weak in front of real strength, it can't save his life.

The surrounding cultivators were silent, and their gazes towards Xiao Fan were full of fear. They never thought that their Young Master would be trampled on one day.

Everyone's gaze at Xiao Fan changed, becoming extremely afraid, and they secretly vowed in their hearts that they must not trouble him when they see this face in the future.

I have to say that this is how people are. At first they are self-righteous and superior, but when their arrogance is crushed by others, they want to ask for mercy, but it is too late.

Murong Mingyue looked at Xiao Fan with a vicious look, and he couldn't wait to cut Xiao Fan thousands of swords and smash his body into pieces. Unfortunately, Xiao Fan's kick made him unable to move at all.

"I'm asking you, are you convinced?" Xiao Fan's voice sounded again, his feet used force again in vain, a few bones shattered, and Murong Mingyue's face fluttered in pain.

Murong Mingyue gritted her teeth and persisted, her face was a little distorted with pain, she didn't even hum, this was his last bit of dignity, even if he died, he couldn't scream for pain.

Xiao Fan glanced at Murong Mingyue unexpectedly and said, "Although you are stupid, you still have some backbone. Unfortunately, I am not here to kill people, but to collect debts. Otherwise, I really want to try yours. How arrogant bones are."

Xiao Fan said this with a smile. Seeing the smile on Xiao Fan's face, Murong Mingyue couldn't help but shudder. He thought he was very evil, but Xiao Fan was even more evil than him. It was simply a devil's. Smile.

When the voice fell, Xiao Fan raised his right foot. At this moment, a cold voice came from a distance: "Your Excellency is too overbearing to break into my Murong family."

I followed the reputation, but I saw several figures flying from a distance. The one headed was a middle-aged man wearing a purple Confucian robe, almost fifty years old.

His eyebrows are like a sword, his face is like a moon, his back is like a bear, his posture is valiant, and his body exudes a wave of power.

Feeling this wave of fluctuations, Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed deep in his eyes.

The middle-aged man in the purple robe flashed and fell three feet away from Xiao Fan. His cold eyes suddenly saw Murong Mingyue on the ground. He suddenly looked at Xiao Fan with a murderous look: "You are Xiao Fan? Dare to hurt my son, this family is responsible for your life. !"

The middle-aged man in the purple robe was no one else. It was Murong Mingyue's father, Murong Patriarch Murong Xingcheng. When he saw Murong Mingyue who was only venting but not airing, Murong Xingcheng's lungs were exploded.

This is his Murong residence, and an outsider dared to blatantly injure his son. This is simply provoking the majesty of the Murong ancient clan.

With a sharp shout, Murong Star City flashed and rushed towards Xiao Fan, raising his hand to slap, and the void shattered directly, and a breathtaking force shook the blood of the monks present.

Although this attack was not aimed at them, the cultivators around them were not much better, especially Ye Changsheng and Murong Xue, who couldn't stop the coercion at all and retreated towards the rear.

"You go one step further, believe it or not, I killed him?" Xiao Fan screamed, and the right foot that was originally raised was stepped on again. Murong Mingyue spewed out several more blood, but he still endured it. He didn't call out.

Murong Star City stopped his figure suddenly, looked at Xiao Fan angrily, and roared: "You try to move him again?"

"That's what you said." Xiao Fan looked indifferent, and stepped on it again. Murong Mingyue's anger, really thought that his body was beaten by iron. If you step on a few more feet, it is estimated that the soul sea will be crushed. Up.

"You!" Murong Xingcheng thought that Xiao Fan was so bold and daring to ravage his son in front of him.

"You made me try it yourself." Xiao Fan shrugged, looking as if it was nothing to do with me, then smiled at Murong Mingyue and said, "Is he your father, he actually made me move you."

Murong Ming coughed up blood one after another, as if he couldn't stop it at all.

"Boy, what do you want?" Murong Star City forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart. He knew that Xiao Fan must have relied on if Xiao Fan dared to come here to dominate.

In addition, he also knew that Xiao Fan's identity was the Asura Palace Master, and based on his understanding of Asura Palace Master, they were all fearless in this vein.

He was really anxious, and his son Murong Mingyue was unlucky then.

"That's right, there is something I can't talk about peacefully." Xiao Fan grinned, showing his white teeth.

Unfolding his palm, a piece of paper and a memory crystal suddenly appeared in his palm. Xiao Fan continued: "In fact, there is nothing else, that is, Murong Langchen, a direct descendant of your family, who owes me 10 billion Supreme Souls. Shi, I have owed it for several years, I think it should be returned to me."

"Ten billion... the best soul stone?" The surrounding cultivators couldn't help taking a breath.

Ten billion top-grade soul stones are not top-grade soul stones and middle-grade soul stones. Even the Jiuxiao Palace, it is estimated that it will take some time to collect them.

"Are you kidding?" Murong Xingcheng sneered, 10 billion superb soul stones, not to mention what Murong Langchen owes, it is Murong Mingyue owes him, and he will not take it out. That is the root of the Murong family.

What's more, Murong Langchen is dead, and he was killed by Xiao Fan.

"I'm sure I'm not joking, this black and white statement is definitely not fake." Xiao Fan said very confidently.

Then he spread out the IOU, and used his soul power to urge the memory crystal in his hand, and a picture suddenly appeared in the void.

The picture is not someone else, it is Murong Langchen who swears to the sky that he owes Xiao Fan 10 billion of the best soul stone, and he also vowed that even if he dies, the Murong family will pay it back.

Hearing the voice of Murong Langchen, the cultivator of the Murong family turned black. This guy is really a scam, and he will pit the whole family if he dies.

"Xiao Fan, don't be foolish. You killed Murong Langchen for now. Even if he is not dead, you don't want to get 10 billion best soul stones!" Murong Mingyue gritted his teeth and looked at Xiao Fan, almost It screamed out with all his strength.

"Really?" Xiao Fan snorted and stepped on again, Murong Mingyue's chest almost completely collapsed.

"Murong Langchen owes you. If you have the ability, you can ask Murong Langchen for it." Murong Mingyue's face was distorted, her voice became smaller and smaller, and she almost fell into a coma.

Xiao Fan stopped paying attention to him and came a few more feet. It is estimated that Murong Mingyue is really dead. This is not what Xiao Fan wants to see. He raised his eyes and smiled at Murong Xingcheng and said: "Patriarch Murong, the Murong family will not fail. Keep your word?"

Murong Star City gritted his teeth, the blue veins on his forehead violently, he wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare to see Murong Mingyue at Xiao Fan's feet.

But promise, even if it is him, he will not be able to get it out for a while.

"Patriarch Murong, are you his father? I hesitate about this, but it's not like the style of the patriarch of the dignified ancient clan." Xiao Fan grinned and raised his right foot again, ready to step on it. .


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