Supreme Killer

Chapter 1731: Betting

Chapter 1731: Betting

Chapter Seventy One

Xiao Fan left the Pagoda of Refining Heart and stayed in the ancient city of Chu Family for a few days. The strange thing was that after the purple thunder slaying heaven formation broke open, there was no response from the Temple of War.

According to the truth, the Temple of War should send some powerful people to deal with the Chu Family. However, this is not the case. The Temple of War God seems to have completely forgotten the existence of the Chu Family.

"Brother Xiao, are you leaving?"

In a large hall, Chu Tianming stood up suddenly and looked at Xiao Fandao very reluctantly.

Xiao Fan nodded, and said, "Senior, junior, there are still some things to deal with, come here to meet senior again in the future."

Chu Tianming was helpless, he naturally didn't want Xiao Fan to leave, but he also knew that Xiao Fan, as the master of the Asura Palace, at this time, how could he stay in the ancient city of Chu Family at ease?

"By the way, senior, my mother and sister will stay at the Chu family, and I hope senior will take care of them." Xiao Fan continued.

When Chu Tianming heard the words, his eyes brightened, and Xiao Fan let Chu Lingwei and Xiao Linger stay in the ancient city of the Chu family, obviously because of his trust in the Chu family, and it was also a good show of the Chu family.

I have to say that Chu Tianming is also an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years. He quickly recovered his calmness and said, "Brother Xiao rest assured that unless the Chu family is extinct, there will be no problems with the safety of your mother and sister."

The last time Chu Lingwei was injured, Chu Tianming was in trouble. If Chu Lingwei and Xiao Ling'er stayed in the Chu family, there would be an accident, Chu Tianming guessed that he would have killed him by finding a piece of tofu.

Xiao Fan smiled without saying a word. After all, he was half of the Chu family, with half of the Chu family's blood in his body.

Among all the ancient races, for the time being, the Chu family believed most by Xiao Fan.

"So, the younger generation is relieved." Although Chu Tianming repeatedly claimed that he was the younger brother, Xiao Fan still regarded him as his current generation. If it is blood, Chu Tianming is indeed Xiao Fan's ancestor.

Saying goodbye to Chu Tianming and Xiao Ling'er, Xiao Fan quietly left the ancient city of Chu Family with Jian Luo and Wu Ruofeng.

Xiao Fan put Chu Lingwei and Xiao Ling'er in the Chu family, and he also had his consideration. He has now been taken care of by the War God Temple, and he may be attacked and killed by the War God Temple at any time.

With his strength, facing two or three peaks of the God of War, he could still resist, but facing more of the God of War, he could not be an opponent.

In order to avoid accidents, Xiao Fan still did not leave Chu Lingwei and Xiao Ling'er at the Chu family, and on the other hand, he also eliminated the Chu family's scruples about him.

"Xiao Fan, or you just give me a good time, don't torture me." Halfway, Wu Ruofeng finally couldn't help the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth.

Xiao Fan controlled his thoughts. These days, Wu Ruofeng always felt that everything about him was exposed under a pair of eyes, which was also a torture for him.

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?" Xiao Fan glanced at Wu Ruofeng indifferently.

"Then you kill me, I can't ask for it." Wu Ruofeng sneered, with a trace of disdain on his face, as if he didn't believe Xiao Fan would kill him.

Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and said, "I know you are not afraid of death, but I just want you to see something clearly before you die."

"Hmph, I see very clearly, the Asura Palace is a traitor to the Battle Soul Continent, everyone should be punished." Wu Ruofeng snorted coldly, and he had an inexpressible hatred towards the Asura Palace.

boom!

As soon as the voice fell, a slap was suddenly drawn, and Wu Ruofeng directly flew away, hitting the ground heavily, causing a mountain to collapse.

I saw Jian Luo, who had been silent, looked at Wu Ruofeng murderously, and said coldly: "If there was no Shura Temple, you people would have died no less than a hundred times. Do you really think the God of War Temple is your heaven? They are. A true traitor!"

As an older generation of cultivators in the Asura Hall, he naturally did not allow others to insult the Asura Hall. Few people knew the history of the Asura Hall better than him.

"Really ridiculous, the Temple of the God of War has existed for tens of thousands of years. If the Temple of the God of War is a traitor, will the Continent of the Soul of War still exist?" Wu Ruofeng walked out of the ruins and looked at Jian Luo with a grin, a trace of blood still spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Humph!" Jian Luo snorted coldly, preparing to teach Wu Ruofeng again, but Xiao Fan held him back.

"Hallmaster, this person is too hateful!" Jian Luo is not a talkative person, but today, he is really angry. In his heart, the Shura Temple is an extremely holy existence, and cannot be defiled by others.

"It's not that he is hateful, but the God of War Temple is hateful." Xiao Fan shook his head, his face showing helplessness.

From Wu Ruofeng, he has seen more, that is, there may be many people like him in the Temple of War. It is impossible for these people to change their concepts in a short time.

Like Wu Ruofeng, it is estimated that he has lived for thousands of years. For thousands of years, the greatness of the Temple of War has left an indelible memory in the depths of his soul.

Similarly, the concept of the Asura Palace being a traitor from the Battle Soul Continent is also deeply ingrained, and it is difficult to change in a short period of time.

On this point, Xiao Fan also admired War Reincarnation very much, regardless of whether he was controlled by him or not, he worshiped and believed him in his heart.

Xiao Fan kept Wu Ruofeng by his side, and just wanted to make an attempt, hoping that one day he could see the hateful face of the War God Temple.

"The Shura Palace is a traitor to the Battle Soul Continent. This is an unchangeable fact. No matter how much you say, it's useless!" Wu Ruofeng sneered.

Xiao Fan glanced at him, and didn't say much, because he knew what Wu Ruofeng was thinking.

In Wu Ruofeng's heart, what he is doing now is not for the War God Temple, but for the War Soul Continent, something he has always been proud of.

This is also the reason why Xiao Fan didn't kill him. Wu Ruofeng may be a little stubborn, but he was really thinking about it for the Battle Soul Continent. He was just deceived.

There are countless people deceived like him in the Battle Soul Continent.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan's heart was filled with helplessness, and he had to say that this was the sadness of the Battle Soul Continent and the sadness of this era.

For a long time, Xiao Fan took a deep breath, calmed his thoughts, looked at Wu Ruofeng and said, "Wu Ruofeng, how about the Lord of the Palace bet with you?"

Wu Ruofeng frowned and remained silent without saying much.

"It won't take long, half a year or three years, and you will know that the so-called War God Temple in your heart is the true traitor of the War Soul Continent." Xiao Fan squinted his eyes.

"Humph!" Wu Ruofeng snorted coldly, obviously not believing what Xiao Fan said.

"We will take one year. If I win, you will join the Asura Hall." Xiao Fan said again.

"What if you lose?" Wu Ruofeng obviously didn't believe Xiao Fan could win.

In their opinion, if it weren't for the War God Temple to guard the land of the gods, the War Soul Continent would have long been lost, how could such a War God Temple be a traitor?

"I lost, you will deal with the director of the main hall." Xiao Fan said very confidently.

"Hall Master!" Jian Luo heard this, with a worried expression on his face. Within a year, it was not an ordinary difficulty to prove that the War God Temple was a traitor to the War Soul Continent.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Temple of the Gods of War to maintain a righteous image in the hearts of the cultivators of the Battle Soul Continent for thousands of years.

"Haha, are you afraid before you start betting?" Wu Ruofeng looked at Jian Luo sarcastically, "You are not afraid of Palace Master Asura, what am I afraid of?"

Jian Luo's face was extremely gloomy, he was not afraid of other things, but worried about the issue of time.

"Don't worry, one year is enough." Xiao Fan smiled confidently and looked up at the sky, a flash of light flashed deep in his eyes.