Supreme Killer

Chapter 1868: Winner and loser

Chapter 1868: Winner and loser

Chapter One Eighty Eight

The gray-robed old man let out a stern scream, and died, and his body turned into countless blood mist flying into the void, and a breeze blew, except for a crystal of divine power, nothing was left in the void.

The peak of the dignified God of War Realm was so easily killed by Xiao Fan?

If you didn't see it with your own eyes, the crowd would definitely not believe it. This guy looks like a magical medicine master.

Such a young God Medicine Master is already enchanting enough, he is still an invincible powerhouse!

Leng Tong's face was frosty and extremely ugly, his old servant was killed by someone like this, and it was still under the circumstances that he had spoken to stop Xiao Fan.

As one of the sons of the Asura Mountain heritage, Leng Tong's talent and arrogance are naturally far more comparable. He doesn't care about the life of the old servant, but he cares about his reputation.

This kid killed his old servant in front of so many people, which is equivalent to slap him severely.

"You **** it." Leng Tong reappeared and walked towards Xiao Fan. The murderous aura in his body was blooming like a sword of frost, stabbing in the void and making sharp sounds.

Xiao Fan threw away the ordinary long sword in his hand and spread out his palm. A black small cauldron suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. The small cauldron was spraying mist, revealing a mysterious breath.

"Qian Kun Ding Tianding?" Leng Tong was extremely disdainful, and his eyes became **** again.

This time, Xiao Fan strangely discovered that there were lines in his pupils, and the lines filled the eyes of Shura, which turned into terrifying lines to strangle the void.

Xiao Fan was slightly startled. He originally thought that the cold pupil technique was already at the limit just now, but he didn't expect that he would have terrible killer moves.

Feeling those **** patterns, Xiao Fan was a little bit horrified, even he had to admit that this cold pupil, the talent for cultivating pupil technique was really abnormal.

However, Xiao Fan still hadn't taken a step back, the tattered black robe was flying in the wind, quite a posture of a fight to the death.

"boom!"

At this moment, a blast came out, but when he saw the sky, a streamer shot down like a meteorite, falling right between Xiao Fan and Leng Tong.

Leng Tong still didn't stop, her scarlet eyes staring at Xiao Fan, as if she would not stop killing Xiao Fan.

call!

At this moment, a figure in white clothes flashed past and appeared not far in front of Xiao Fan, looking at the opposite Leng Tong and saying, "Leng Tong, let this matter go."

"Gu Ruochen, you'd better go away." Leng Tong looked at Xiao Fan fiercely, and said as he looked at the white figure.

The figure in white clothes is not someone else, it is Gu Ruochen. The corners of his clothes are broken, and his hair is slightly messy, but it still gives people a sense of transcendence.

Needless to think about it, the person who fell just now was the ancient **** wind, and the ancient **** wind fought against Gu Ruochen, and the ancient **** wind was defeated.

With a bang, the ancient gods slammed into the street, and palaces collapsed, and huge ravines spread in all directions like spider webs.

The original bustling streets instantly filled with dust and smoke, and the crowd wanted to see the scenery inside but couldn't.

Gu Ruochen didn't care about the life and death of Gu Shenfeng, but looked at Lengtong faintly, holding his hand and standing up: "If you want to keep doing it, then your opponent is me."

Xiao Fan gave Gu Ruochen a grateful look. Just now he deliberately made himself so embarrassed, Gu Ruochen thought he really suffered a big loss.

At this time, Gu Ruochen was able to stand up, and it was indeed a help in the snow.

If he could not fight, Xiao Fan would naturally want not to fight, because he still had to deal with the laughing common people, but he didn't want to expose his strength now.

Leng Tong stopped his figure, and looked at Gu Ruochen with a trace of jealousy. The name of the three major princes in the prison of heaven and earth was not arbitrarily called out.

"You Wanbao Pavilion is going to be an enemy of Mount Xiuluo?" Leng Tong still didn't plan to let Xiao Fan go, and threatened coldly.

"Wanbao Pavilion naturally does not want to be an enemy of Mount Xiuluo, but Jian Hongchen is my Wanbao Pavilion guest. What do you want to do with him repeatedly?" Gu Ruochen's expression remained calm from beginning to end.

What he meant was obvious. Although my Wanbao Pavilion didn't want to be an enemy of Mount Shura, if you deceived me Wanbao Pavilion, I would be equally fearless.

Leng Tong stared at Xiao Fan murderously. Although he was unwilling and a little unhappy, he knew that Gu Ruochen's strength alone might not be able to kill Xiao Fan.

Leng Tong suddenly discovered that when he came to the Celestial God City, everything went wrong. First he was blackmailed by Xiao Fan of more than one million God Stones, and now Xiao Fan killed his old servant.

If he could swallow this breath, he would not be the son of the Asura Mountain inheritance.

"Boy, I hope you can stay in the Celestial God City forever." Leng Tong gave Xiao Fan a fierce look before turning around and preparing to shoot away.

However, as soon as he walked a few steps, he was stopped by Gu Ruochen: "Remember to send 1.2 million sacred stones in half a month, Wanbao Pavilion doesn't want to go to Xiuluo Mountain in person."

"Humph!" Leng Tong snorted coldly, without stopping at all.

Xiao Fan looked the same from beginning to end, but when he heard Gu Ruochen's words, Xiao Fan was slightly surprised. Does the ancient family still have the ability to compete with the Shura royal family?

Otherwise, how could Gu Ruochen dare to say this, but Leng Tong couldn't even say it?

"Brother Jian, are you okay?" After Leng Tong disappeared, Gu Ruochen turned and looked at Xiao Fan.

"Thank you Brother Gu for your concern, Jian Mou is fine." Xiao Fan said with a slight polite.

Although he is not afraid of Lengtong, Gu Ruochen rescued him, this is worthy of his thanks.

"It's okay." Gu Ruochen took a deep look at Xiao Fan, as if he could see through Xiao Fan. After a while, Gu Ruochen stepped on his feet and disappeared in vain.

When he reappeared, he was already in the waste pit on the street, and the two subordinates who had been with Gu Ruochen before came over with Gu Shenfeng.

Gu Kamikaze was in tatters, with many bones, and he was completely defeated in this battle.

"My dear nephew, I didn't expect you to have surpassed your second uncle." Gu Shenfeng grinned grinningly, smiling somewhat reluctantly, even a little bit hatred.

"It's the second uncle who is behind, and it's time to go back and polish it." Gu Ruochen's expression remained as usual, as if there was nothing in the world that could cause him any waves.

Those who don't know might think that Gu Ruochen is the elder and Gu Shenfeng is the junior.

"Winner and loser!" Gu Shenfeng snorted coldly, and even if the two people were holding it, they wouldn't resist. In fact, they couldn't resist.

"Trouble you two, take your second uncle away." Gu Ruochen looked at the two and said.

"Qi Shao is polite, the two subordinates are just following orders." The two men bowed to Gu Ruochen, and then disappeared in place with Gu Shenfeng in an instant, and soon disappeared.

Xiao Fan looked at the direction of Gu Shenfeng's departure, but he was thinking something in his heart: "The two of the ancient family must have left the world prison. Can they find a way to leave this world?"

Immediately, Xiao Fan denied this idea. The people of the ancient family and Mount Xiuluo must have a special way to leave. If they can leave by following, it is estimated that someone has done this long ago.

Converging his mind, Xiao Fan looked at the high-altitude battle again. There, the ancestor Chiyun and the ancestor Qingyun were fighting inextricably with the ancestors of Heimu and Wu Peng.

However, Xiao Fan didn't plan to participate. Even if he wanted to deal with the black wood and Wu Peng ancestor, it would take a while.

"Brother Jian, there are still some things to do next, please turn around and please gather together." Gu Ruochen arched his hand at Xiao Fan and turned away.