Supreme Killer

Chapter Two One Move

Xiao Fan smiled indifferently, this hundred miles of hearing the wind is really arrogant, even Zhu Wenbo and Yu Chengjun died in his own hands, he dare to yell at himself?

Did Baili hear the wind thinking that he was just relying on a sneak attack?

Xiao Fan walked slowly to the railing on the seventh floor, looking down at the embarrassed Baili Wenfeng below. At the foot of Baili Wenfeng, dense cracks filled the square, which was obviously hit by Baili Wenfeng just now. .

"Xiao Fan, get out and die!" Baili Wenfeng was very arrogant, and didn't take Xiao Fan to heart at all, because he was not only the tenth show in the Imperial City, but also the bloodline of the Baili family.

Xiao Fan dared to slap him in front of so many people, how could Baili Wenfeng feel calm in his heart!

Xiao Fan smiled without anger. He gave Xue Yulong a meaningful look, and looked down at Baili Wenfeng below: "Do you want to stop at the end? Or do you want to fight?"

As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Fan's eyes gradually became cold, and a murderous aura bloomed.

The monks in the room looked at them, and they naturally understood what this sentence meant. If they just clicked to stop, Xiao Fan would not have much interest.

And the battle of life and death is what Xiao Fan expected.

However, Baili Wenfeng is not comparable to Zhu Wenbo and Yu Chengjun. After being killed, they will bear the anger of the Baili family.

The Baili family is a big family of the Xueyue Dynasty, and there are many powerful warlords. Once Baili Wenfeng is really killed, what Xiao Fan will bear is the anger of the Baili family!

"If you want to fight a life and death battle, I will be with you!" Baili Wenfeng shouted without hesitation. When he wanted to come, only he could kill Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan would not dare to kill himself at all.

But Xiao Fan didn’t even look at him. Instead, he looked at Xue Yulong and said, "The third prince, you are the host of this genius tea party. In this life and death battle, if Baili Wenfeng died, the Baili family won’t Can you trouble me?"

The tone was very plain, but everyone present heard the arrogance and confidence in Xiao Fan's tone. Obviously, he didn't take Baili Wenfeng into his heart.

Xue Yulong's heart was intertwined with anger, but on the surface it was extremely calm and said: "This palace is only the host of the tea party, and my life and death grievances have nothing to do with me."

Xiao Fan smiled, but he felt a little cold in his heart. Xue Yulong was also determined that he would not dare to kill Baili Wenfeng, but having said that, he really did not dare to kill.

If he was just himself, killing and leaving, the members of the Baili family might not help him, but there were Fatty and Niannian, he could not let them fall into crisis.

"Xiao Fan, why don't you dare? You have planted it." Baili Wenfeng continued to yell, his face full of triumph.

"Alright, play with you." A strange arc suddenly appeared at the corner of Xiao Fan's mouth. He jumped and suddenly jumped from the seventh floor.

The crowd looked at the figure of Void in horror, and saw Xiao Fan gliding slowly in Void like a light swallow, falling very smoothly on the ice. His movements were extremely light and free, and many female monks had already stared at it.

You know, the seventh floor is more than 30 meters high, and the warrior realm cultivator does not have the ability to fly in the air. However, Xiao Fan did it. This has attracted the attention of many people.

"Dare to be embarrassed by the little carving skills here!" A cynical voice sounded at the Sword Dynasty monk on the sixth floor, and the others were also disdainful.

They always thought that they were aloof, and they never took Xiao Fan to heart, but they didn't know that they had already been distanced by Xiao Fan.

On the fifth floor, everyone from the Dayan Dynasty looked at Xiao Fan with scorching eyes, with surprises in their eyes. If Xiao Fan were here, they would naturally recognize Yun Luoyu, Yun Luoxue, Zhao Wuyao, Qu Lin, Li Xueyi, He Lei, Wen Ya, and Han Lei, obviously, they came to participate in this college competition.

The others looked at Xiao Fan excitedly, except for two people, Li Xueyi and Han Lei.

Although Xiao Fan had a life-saving grace for her, Li Xueyi had always had grievances in her heart because of becoming the Great Yanyou King. After all, she knew that her brother Li Zi'an died at the hands of Yun Luoxue and Luo Chen.

Luo Chen is dead, but Yun Luoxue has been at large.

Similarly, Han Lei also had some friction with Xiao Fan during the Autumn Hunting in Yancheng, so he always had a grudge in his heart. If it were not for his strength, he would have killed Xiao Fan a long time ago.

Xiao Fan looked very calm. Although this kind of scene was grand, he hadn't seen it before. He looked at Baili Wenfeng with a smile and said, "I'm here, you can do it!"

The tone was very plain, but a strong killing intent bloomed from Xiao Fan, and at the same time, there was also a black long knife in his hand, and the black knife looked plain and ordinary.

"Hmph, do you think that if you kill Zhu Wenbo and Yu Chengjun by chance, you can be my opponent?" Baili Wenfeng did not expect Xiao Fan to really dare to come down.

Moreover, the action just now was too free and easy, even if it was him, it is impossible to be so light, and based on this alone, he has fallen behind.

"I will let you understand that the family's heritage is beyond your comprehension." Baili smiled grinningly when he heard the wind, and on top of his head, a crimson behemoth of flame emerged, stepping on the fire cloud, with extraordinary domineering, blooming breath. Let Xiao Fan feel depressed.

"Seventh-Rank Battle Spirit Firelin Beast?" Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes, and sighed in his heart. The children of the big family in this imperial city are indeed extraordinary. Chen Feng's possession of the Seventh-Rank Battle Soul Thunder Sword has surprised him. He didn't expect Baili. Wen Feng actually owns the Fire Beast.

"Unexpectedly, you still have some knowledge, hurry up and summon your fighting spirit, Xiaoye will let you taste what is end abuse, what is the gap!" Baili Wenfeng is very confident, his momentum is constantly rising, and there is a faint cross. The tendency to enter the kingdom of war.

Xiao Fan's thoughts moved, and the ghost war soul emerged, appearing on top of his head, and a faintly cold breath came out.

"Haha, it's your war-breaking soul? I really don't know how you killed Zhu Wenbo and Yu Chengjun, roll over and die!" Baili Wenfeng looked at Xiao Fan with disdain, his face appeared proudly. .

Compared with the ordinary and impermanence of the ghost war soul, the fire beast's majestic and majestic, just look at it, it is indeed not at the same level.

"Then you can catch it!" Xiao Fan grinned. He really didn't know where Baili's self-confidence came from, he didn't know how to get into the imperial city's top ten shows.

As soon as his words fell, Xiao Fan suddenly mobilized his soul power, stepped on his toes, cracks opened on the ice surface, ice crystals splashed, and strangely, Xiao Fan disappeared in vain.

Step into the second stage of the ethereal **** trail, ethereal!

If you don't move, the sky will break when you move. When Baili heard the wind reacted, only a black blade was vaguely cut from Jiuxiao, and the surrounding space became suffocated.

In a rush, Baili Wenfeng swung out his sword with all his strength, and the seventh-rank war soul fire beast roared and rushed towards the ghost war soul.

boom!

However, Xiao Fan's blade was too swift and violent, and he directly tore open the Fire Lin beast battle soul, and Dao Gang cut off the sword in Baili Wenfeng's hand.

Baili Wenfeng fought all over, looking at the top of his head with horror. A long black knife was hanging in the air about an inch away from his eyebrows. sheet.

The crowd took a deep breath, and Baili Wenfeng, who was clamoring just now, was defeated by Xiao Fan?