Supreme Killer

The first seventy chapter blood splashes the city gate

Under the reward, there must be a brave husband, Chen Hao's favor, for most people, this is the same as the reward.

Seeing the crowd preparing to besiege Xiao Fan and Fatty, Chen Hao showed a smug smile on his face. No matter how bad his character is, the Chen family's face is not small.

In Chen Hao's eyes, Xiao Fan and Fatty were already dead.

"Big brother, Nian Nian is afraid!" The little girl Nian Nian curled up in Xiao Fan's arms, trembling all over.

"Don't be afraid, it will be fine for a while." Xiao Fan touched Niannian's small head, showing a loving smile.

"People are dying, and it's useless to be afraid! Today, I will tell you to be a human being. It is valuable to draw a knife and help each other, but sometimes it costs your life. Unfortunately, you can only repent of it with Hades. Hao grinned and said, then slowly withdrew from the crowd.

Xiao Fan's face was not waved, and when he explored his hands, a black profound iron sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and a thick breath came out.

"I don't kill people, people want to kill me, don't blame me ruthlessly." Xiao Fan's eyes showed a cold light.

"Brother, I blame you for offending Chen Shao. Below Jiuquan, don't blame me!" A burly man yelled, holding a big knife and rushing towards Xiao Fan.

"If you want to kill the third child, you are not worthy!" The fat man stepped out, and the big knife in his hand slashed angrily.

"Kill them!" The burly man's face changed, and the fat man's strength was beyond his expectation. This cut made people feel terrified.

"Kill!" The crowd rushed towards Xiao Fan and Fatty after hearing the words.

Xiao Jin roared, ready to take action, but was stopped by Xiao Fan and whispered: "Xiao Jin, these things can't help us. It just so happened that we haven't loosened our muscles for a long time."

As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Fan suddenly disappeared in place, swept out without a front, without any soul power, and without any combat skills, and some were just ordinary swords.

Click!

Several soul soldiers collided with Wufeng, broke with a click, and turned into a pair of scrap iron. At the same time, a few cultivators felt pain in the tiger’s mouth, an explosive force impacted their bodies and suddenly flew backwards. Out.

The internal organs were torn, blood spurted out of his mouth, and visceral debris was also mixed, fell heavily on the snow, flew out more than ten meters, and never woke up again.

"Quickly, kill him!" Chen Hao roared, Xiao Fan's strength was too terrifying, and an ordinary sword could easily kill the early cultivators of the Zhanzong Realm.

Xiao Fan's eyes were cold, and he walked towards Chen Hao step by step. Chen Hao paled with fright, quietly withdrew from the crowd, and slowly approached the city gate.

At this moment, two Limans rushed from behind him, the speed was so fast that people could not avoid it.

"Die!" a black-clothed middle-aged man roared, his long knife trembling, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

puff!

A blood sword shot into the void, and the smile on the face of the black-clothed middle-aged man froze and stayed on the spot. He dropped the big knife in his hand, covered his neck with his hands, his face was full of fear.

The last thought before death was that he was obviously the one who killed him. How could he be the one who died?

Xiao Fan's expression was cold and there was no emotion in her eyes. She held Nian Nian in one hand and buried her small head tightly on her chest. She didn't want to miss that her weak soul was contaminated by this dirty blood.

The next moment, Xiao Fan moved again. The 999-jin Bladeless Sword in his hand was like nothing in his hand. Blood was splashed everywhere he passed, and then came icy corpses.

The ground was stained red with blood, coquettish scarlet, and against the backdrop of the heavy snow, it looked even more hideous.

On the other hand, the fat man also slayed a lot of feasts. With his strength in the middle stage of the battle sect, killing some monks below the initial stage of the battle sect was the same as killing a chicken?

In the distance, Chen Hao and his four doglegs saw horror on their faces. There was a kind of anxiety in their hearts, as if they had offended someone who should not be offended.

"Second Young Master, let's go first, and look back to find a few powerful people to clean him up, so don't accidentally hurt the Second Young Master's precious body." One of them looked at Chen Hao with a flattering dog.

Chen Hao's eyes were full of resentment, and finally gritted his teeth and turned and entered the Xueyue Imperial City.

The defenders breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Chen Hao didn't let them take action. Otherwise, they would be in a dilemma. They didn't want to offend Chen Hao, nor did they want to anger Xiao Fan, a murderous demon.

"Chen Hao ran away, let's go too." When someone saw Chen Hao disappeared, he immediately wanted to run away.

puff!

As soon as the voice fell, his head was thrown high, his eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, he just died like this.

In front of the headless corpse, stood a man in black, with dark, cold eyes that made people terrify to the extreme.

"Your Excellency, don't you really want to kill you?" Someone said, but unfortunately, there was no sympathy, and some were just a ruthless sword.

With a sword, snowflakes fall and blood flowers fly.

Outside the city gate, the originally white ground had been dyed red at this moment, and there was a murderous breath in the air, suffocating people.

The blood and snow of nature are so white, but also so cold. There is a trace of blood and sadness in the air, and life is completely solidified and terminated at this moment.

Xiao Fan stood there, seeming to be fused with the whole world, no matter the snowflakes falling on his shoulders, his heart was very cold at this moment, even the snowflakes could not melt, instead they froze into frost.

There was a dead silence in the audience, only the rustle of heavy snow could be heard. For the monks present, this sound was already used to them, but at the moment they felt so beautiful and beautiful!

Because this is probably the last voice they heard in their lifetime.

"This brother, it's our fault, we shouldn't be fooled!" Finally someone couldn't help this suffocating scene, and knelt down with a thump, he had lost the courage to escape.

"Brother, please forgive me for waiting!"

"We were wrong, we shouldn't deal with you!"

"Brother, I have an eighty-year-old mother waiting to be raised, and a three-year-old second child waiting to be nursed. Please spare my life!"

One after another cultivators knelt on the ground and looked at Xiao Fan pitifully. They were truly terrified. The person in front of them was simply killing the gods, without any emotion.

Up to now, they can only take a gamble, hoping that the other side can have mercy on them.

At this moment, a few figures appeared at the gate of the city, and when they saw Xiao Fan, a look of fear flashed in their eyes.

"It's him!"

"These people are really looking for death. They dare to offend this murderous god. Our eldest brother died in his hands. With them, they dare to besiege him!"

"So ruthless, this person must be a person from the Xuelou. Undoubtedly, the Zhanzong Realm can cultivate Treading Xuewuhen, and his position in the Xuelou must not be low! We cannot afford to sin!

"But anyway, Big Brother's revenge must be avenged!"

Those few people almost exclaimed, and quickly covered their mouths. They didn't want to stay here for a moment, and disappeared at the gate of the city.

Xiao Fan felt that someone was looking at him, and slowly turned his head to look at the gate of the city, just to see those people disappear, a cold light flashed in his eyes.