Supreme Killer

Chapter 1970: Really not me

Chapter 1970: Really not me

Chapter ninety seven is really not me

Xiao Fan understood something instantly. The blood stains in the Yinsha Jue array were in all likelihood the blood shed by Leng Liujing's subordinates, but he did not expect that Leng Liujing actually thought Lengtong was the culprit.

If Leng Liujing knew that the deaths of his thirteen subordinates were only caused by a light cough when Xiao Tianyang tried the power of the Sound Killing Array, would he vomit blood with anger, or faint on the spot?

"My son, the blood in the sound killer formation was caused by Leng Liujing's people?" Jian Luo looked at Xiao Fan suspiciously, they still didn't know what happened.

"It should be!" Xiao Fan nodded, then looked at Xiao Tianyang and said, "Moreover, in all likelihood, Tianyang kid killed those people with a soft cough."

"Oh~" everyone looked surprised.

Xiao Fan briefly recounted his conjecture, Jian Luo and the others' mouths twitched wildly, and Xiao Tianyang was even more sluggish.

"No way, Leng Liujing and his people are so unlucky?" After a long time, Xiao Tianyang recovered, and looked at Leng Liujing in the distance with a stunned expression.

In the distance, Leng Tong heard Leng Liujing's words and suddenly shouted: "Fart! I have to harm you, what good is it for me?

Even if I want to harm you, I have to use you to pass the fourth or even fifth level to kill you and your people in the third level. Am I sick? "

Hearing this, Leng Liujing's expression was a little startled, he stopped the offensive in his hand, and thought quickly in his heart.

Before, because of anger, he only wanted to take revenge, but he didn't think much, and among the few people he analyzed, only Leng Tong would deal with him.

So from the very beginning, Leng Liujing was preconceived, thinking that Leng Tong was the culprit.

But now I think about it carefully, only to find that it doesn't seem to be that simple, and Leng Tong doesn't seem to have the motive to kill him.

In terms of strength, Shen Wuxin was the strongest, followed by Zuo Jiangli, who had awakened another soul, and then it was his turn to Leng Liujing and Leng Tong.

If Leng Tong wanted to conspiracy to frame someone, then he should first kill Wuxin and Zuo Jiangli.

Only in this way can he Lengtong have a chance to get the inheritance of King Shura.

After all, his Leng Liujing's strength is not bad, and he can contain Shen Wuxin and Zuo Jiangli at that time.

"Think about it for yourself, besides what you think I am, who else will harm you!" Leng Tong was relieved when he saw that Leng Liujing did not continue to make a move.

"Xiao Fan!" Leng Liujing spit out two words without hesitation, and the killing intent swept across the square like ice.

"Yes, Xiao Fan is most likely to want to kill you!" Leng Tong said without hesitation. Whether he was Xiao Fan or not, he would transfer Leng Liujing's anger to Xiao Fan anyway.

"You are right, I want to kill him, and I want to kill you!"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded, and Leng Tong and Leng Liujing suddenly turned around and looked at them. Other monks also looked for their voices on alert.

"Xiao Fan!" everyone exclaimed in unison.

The person here was Xiao Fan, but Leng Tong and Leng Liujing didn't expect Xiao Fan to reach here so quickly. Isn't he fighting the Asura Mountain Master?

Could it be that the Lord Shura was killed by him?

It seems that only this is possible, Xiao Fan will reach here so quickly.

Xiao Fan took Jian Luo and the others slowly towards Leng Tong and the others. Originally, he hadn't planned to show up yet, he was going to watch a good scene of a dog biting a dog.

However, he did not expect Leng Tong to successfully extinguish Leng Liujing's anger. When he calmed down, it was impossible to continue to fight Leng Tong as a person, and Xiao Fan simply appeared on his own.

"Xiao Fan, you are really doing a ghost!?" Leng Liujing seemed to have forgotten the power of Xiao Fan, and the anger that had been extinguished was ignited again.

"I can swear, I didn't mess up." Xiao Fan shrugged, looking as if it was nothing to do with me, and smiled: "I just got here."

Leng Liujing's face was depressed. If it weren't for Xiao Fan, who was the one who killed his thirteen subordinates with the help of the Sound Killing Array?

"It's none of my business anyway." Leng Tong snorted coldly, and then he turned around and prepared to take his people away.

"What are you running for regardless of your business?" Leng Liujing was furious, and once again slashed towards Lengtong.

Upon seeing this, Leng Tong's expression changed, and he shouted angrily: "Leng Liujing, you have to think clearly, we are both hurt, who is the best in the end!"

"Of course I know!" Leng Liujing said murderously. He just couldn't swallow that anger, and he shouted: "What's more, just now you killed the two of me, this account has to be settled!"

It's no wonder that Leng Liujing was so angry that there were still two people alive from the Sound Killing Array, but they were killed by Leng Tong just now.

In his opinion, if Leng Tong didn't have a ghost in his heart, why would he kill the last two of him?

Xiao Fan didn't expect that Leng Liujing was also a hot temper. He was still here, so he would fight Leng Tong?

But it was relieved after thinking about it. Leng Liujing knew that he was not his Xiao Fan's opponent, so he could only find Leng Tong to vent his breath.

Leng Tong also had a depressed look. He didn't do anything, but he caused a commotion. He also held a sigh of relief in his heart.

As for Leng Liujing's two subordinates, Leng Tong really didn't pay attention to him. In order to frame Xiao Fan, he killed a lot of himself that day, so how could he care about the lives of other people.

If it weren't for Xiao Fan to stare at him not far away, Leng Tong now really wants to fight with Leng Liujing.

With a whirr, Leng Liujing's speed was very fast, and a flash of body appeared in front of Lengtong, a sword light drew across the void, and the sharp sword energy tore the void.

Although Leng Tong's speed was not slow, he was still swept by the sword air, his robes shattered, and a splash of blood burst out of his chest.

"Leng Liujing, don't force me!" Seeing Leng Liujing chasing after him, Leng Tong finally became angry, and a black flame was faintly beating in his eyes.

"Hmph, I wanted to know if your pupil technique is as powerful as in the legend!" Leng Liujing said in a cold tone, even with a hint of unbelief.

"Since you are looking for death, I will make you perfect!" Leng Tong's expression was cold, and suddenly, two black rays of light burst out of his eyes.

The black light turned into two whirlpools, splitting the void, and the entire sky collapsed instantly.

"kill!"

Leng Tong's heart moved, and black shadows faintly appeared in the black light, like a demon god, extremely powerful.

The black vortex strangled a radius of several miles, covering Xiao Fan and the others!

Xiao Fan's expression condensed slightly, and at this moment, a beam of light flashed from the darkness and reached Xiao Fan's chest.

"This little trick, you want to show off in front of me?" Xiao Fan sneered, his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

As soon as Xiao Fan's figure disappeared, a sword aura pierced his afterimage, and then a white shadow appeared in the place where Xiao Fan was, which was Leng Liujing.

You don't need to think about it. The momentary collision between Leng Liujing and Leng Tong just now was fake. Their purpose was to kill Xiao Fan, but they didn't expect that their strategy would be seen through by Xiao Fan.

"How is it possible?" Leng Liujing saw the figure stabbed by the long sword slowly dissipating, and he couldn't help showing a look of horror. His speed was already reaching the extreme, and he escaped to Xiao Fan in horror!

"Are you looking for me?" At this moment, behind Leng Liujing, a voice suddenly heard. Leng Liujing only felt a chill in his neck, and his whole body trembled violently.

With a puff, a long sword emerged from Leng Liujing's chest. Leng Liujing slowly turned his head, but he saw Xiao Fan staring at him indifferently.

"Xiao Fan, you..." Leng Liujing spouted out old blood.

"It's really not me." Xiao Fan retracted the long sword on Leng Liujing's neck and shrugged, looking as if it was nothing to do with me.