Chapter 2289: In the chest

The white devil suddenly changed his claws to bite, which surprised the crowd. Most of them were envious. He was a powerhouse equivalent to the pinnacle of the ancient gods, he was really like a dog, so listen to Xiao Fan's words.

What they didn't know was how depressed the White Devil was at this moment.

It feels embarrassing for a powerhouse of the great emperor level to slap an ancient **** with a paw, thinking that if you change the past, you can easily kill an ancient **** without having to do it.

But now, Xiao Fan actually let it bite Yuwenguang. Even if he took away the body of Emperor Changsheng, it was also a legendary longevity beast. How could it really bite people like a dog?

However, this is the case. His body could not help but obey Xiao Fan's words, even if Xiao Fan didn't really command him.

"Roar!"

The White Demon roared in grief and indignation. He wanted to break free from Xiao Fan's restraint, but it didn't make any sense.

Then, his angry eyes fell on Yu Wenguang in front of him, thinking of Yu Wenguang's insulting words, all his anger turned into killing intent.

In an instant, with the White Demon as the center, a chill swept away, and the temperature of the void dropped in vain.

This scared Yu Wenguang so much that he turned around and prepared to retreat.

"Ah~" Before his body moved, Yu Wenguang let out a heart-piercing scream, he only felt that one of his arms and bones were all broken, as if he had separated from his body.

Before he recovered, he tore off his right arm when he saw the White Demon, his scarlet eyes staring at him without any emotion.

"Naughty animal, I want you to die, this seat wants you to die!" The huge pain caused Yu Wenguang to lose his mind. He roared up to the sky, and slaughtered Xiang Bai Mo like his life.

"Wow~" The White Demon was already angry. This Yu Wenguang even dared to scold him for the wicked animal, how could this make him bear the anger.

Regardless of whether Xiao Fan wanted him to kill Yu Wenguang, he spit out the broken arm in his mouth, then opened his mouth again and rushed forward.

He just wanted to kill this old guy now so that he could understand the fate of offending him.

Yu Wenguang may feel that the majesty of his ancient gods is inviolable, but he has never thought that the majesty of the White Demon is even more inviolable.

The White Demon went mad, the void was completely violent, and there were figures of him colliding with Yu Wenguang everywhere.

Xiao Fan looked weirdly at the scene in the distance. Although it looked like a dog was chasing and biting a person, there was a risk, even if he was a little bit timid.

"The White Demon has never been transformed. It is probably the cultivation base of the late Ancient God Realm. It can suppress Yu Wenguang without losing the majesty of the divine beast." Xiao Fan thought to himself.

He knew that the strength of the White Demon was not fully deployed yet, otherwise, he would kill an ancient **** realm peak without so much trouble.

To be able to become a great emperor, the white devil's talent is definitely one of the best genius levels.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and Xiao Fan only felt a pike rushing out of the ground, lashing towards him at extreme speed.

"Do you want him to die?" Xiao Fan yelled, and when he mentioned Zhu Xuan, he stood in front of him, while his body flashed to the side.

However, he was still half a beat slow, and saw a burst of blood shot out, and Zhu Xuan's feet were chopped off by that horse.

"Ah~" Zhu Xuan let out a heartbreaking scream, his face twitched in pain, his eyes widened, and he looked down in disbelief.

However, he saw Zhu Yan, the Great Elder of the Guling School, looking at the top coldly while holding a big knife.

He just wanted to take advantage of Xiao Fan's loss of mind to attack him and rescue Zhu Xuan, but he did not expect that Xiao Fan's spiritual sense was very strong, and he escaped dangerously, but Zhu Xuan suffered.

Of course, if Zhu Yan wasn't trying to save Zhu Xuan, Xiao Fan wouldn't be able to escape in any case if he didn't use his full force with the knife just now.

"Leave Xuan'er, otherwise I will let you die." Zhu Yanhan said, her battered hair dancing in the void, as if she was going to swallow Xiao Fan alive.

Xiao Fan sneered, looking at Zhu Yan with indifferent expression, and said: "Why do you make me worse than death? I think it is fake that you killed me, but it is true that you kill Zhu Xuan."

"Nonsense!" When Zhu Yan was angry, his body trembled slightly. Even if he gave him ten courage, he would not dare to kill Zhu Xuan in front of so many people.

Xiao Fan didn’t even bother to look at Zhu Yan. Instead, he looked at the Seven Star Mansion monk among the crowd: “Senior Heyan, Zhu Xuan killed Brother Heqing and Baihe, and this person will be handed over to you to repay Brother He. A life-saving feeling once."

"You dare!" Zhu Yan's expression changed drastically when he heard this. If Zhu Xuan was in Xiao Fan's hands, he would still have a chance to rescue him.

If it falls into the hands of the Seven Star Mansion, it will be dead or alive.

However, Xiao Fan ignored him, slowly fell towards the ground, came to Qing Cang's side, and said to Qing Cang, "Senior Qing Cang, I wonder if you can believe it next time?"

Qing Cang didn't know what Xiao Fan meant. At this moment, he was seriously injured and had no resistance at all. Xiao Fan wanted to kill him easily.

Taking a deep breath, Qing Cang nodded, and things have developed to where they are now. What else can he not believe Xiao Fan?

Xiao Fan represents Youyun Mansion, no matter who he offends, he will blame it on Youyun Mansion.

It can be said that the life and death of Youyun Mansion are closely related to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan smiled slightly, and suddenly there were a few gold needles in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, a few streamers suddenly shot into Qing Cang's body.

The next moment, Qing Cang stared at Xiao Fan with an incredible expression.

However, Xiao Fan ignored Qing Cang. Instead, he looked at Zhu Yan disdainfully and said: "If you are wronged, you are in debt. Since Zhu Xuan dares to kill Brother Crane, he must have the consciousness of death! I said that he will definitely give If Brother He takes revenge, naturally he will do what he says!

When the words fell, Xiao Fan directly threw Zhu Xuan's severed feet out. At this moment, He Yan from the Seven Stars Mansion had come close, and he grabbed Zhu Xuan's neck with a probing hand.

"Heyan, let Xuan'er go!" Zhu Yan glared at Xiao Fan, then turned to Zhu Xuandao.

He Yan glanced at Xiao Fan deeply. It was not that he didn't want to avenge He Qingbai, but that the Seven Star Mansion and the Guling School had formed an alliance secretly.

If Zhu Xuan were to be killed, then this alliance would be completely disintegrated. In addition, He Qingbai's death was also a bit strange, and for the time being, it was only a side word of He Han and Xiao Fan.

He always felt that there was something wrong with He Qingbai's death, but he didn't know what was wrong.

He Yan grasped Zhu Xuan's hand, shaking slightly, his heart was fighting between heaven and man, whether to kill or not to kill.

"He Yan, He Qingbai may not have been killed by Xuan'er, but you have to think clearly, maybe it is not necessarily because Xiao Fan planted and framed him." Seeing He Yan hesitated, Zhu Yan said again.

"Elder Heyan, Elder Zhu Yan is right. I can see that this incident has something to do with Xiao Fan." Before He Yan could speak, another voice rang, but it was Xiao Fan's enemy, the mysterious of Xuantian Sword Sect. Yup.

Xuan Ye looked at Xiao Fan with a sneer, and said with disdain in his heart: "Do you want to deliberately lead Zhu Yan's anger to He Yan to escape this disaster? Today you are in a disaster."

Xiao Fan's expression remained unmoved, as if he was in his chest. "Hmph, Elder Xuan Ye, according to your opinion, am I cooperating with Xiao Fan to frame the son?" Suddenly, the crane in the Seven Star Mansion snorted coldly, and walked up with a memory crystal in his hand.