Supreme Killer

Chapter 459

Xiao Fan's face changed slightly. The figure was so fast that he never recovered. When he saw the person who came, his eyes were filled with surprise: "Chu is crazy, you!"

Xiao Fan was not surprised by the strength of Chu Ningkang, even if Chu Ningkang who was also in the middle of the Battle Emperor realm was much stronger than Chu Yifeng, but it was still not enough to scare Xiao Fan.

What he was surprised was that Chu Yifeng was clearly dead, and Chu Qingkuan even came to make a punch.

"He owes me what he owes, now it's time to pay it back." Chu Qingkuan said lightly, and his gaze at Xiao Fan was not too cold.

Xiao Fan frowned. He didn't know that Chu Qingkuan wanted to repay his kindness for saving him, and maybe that was all.

Although it was easy to kill Chu Yifeng, it was the Chu family who offended Chu Yifeng. Chu Zhongtian would be furious with the death of Chu Yifeng. With Xiao Fan's strength and background, he might not be able to withstand the anger of the Chu family.

That's why Chu Qingkang took the shot, because in everyone's eyes, although Xiao Fan severely injured Chu Yifeng, he did not really kill him.

The person who really killed Chu Yifeng was Chu frivolous.

Xiao Fan wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it. Chu Qingkuan dared to do so, perhaps he also had his confidence, but, facing the Chu family, what did Chu Qingkuang resist?

boom!

Chu Qingkuan's arm shook forcefully, and Chu Yifeng's body suddenly exploded, turning into countless blood mist that filled the void, and disappeared after a while.

"Hiss!" People took a deep breath. How would they think that Chu Qingkang actually killed Chu Yifeng, and that he was also his cousin anyway.

Moreover, Chu Qingkang's attack was so cruel that Chu Yifeng's bones disappeared directly.

However, thinking of the grudge between Chu Qingkang and Chu Yifeng, Chu Qingkang killed Chu Yifeng, which was also extremely normal.

If Liu Chang's face was pale, he was about to take action to save Chu Yifeng, but when she saw Chu Qingkuang take it, she forcibly endured it again.

Because she knew that she couldn't save Chu Yifeng at all, and Chu frivolous strength was not comparable to her and Chu Yifeng, and even if the two combined, they might not be an opponent.

A gleam of light flashed in Nangong Tianyi's eyes, and he never thought that Chu Yifeng would die here, and Chu Qingkuan became more indifferent and powerful.

The monks of the Great Dragon Emperor also frowned, shocked by Chu Qingkuan's determination and killing intent.

Xiao Fan took a deep look at Chu frivolous, then turned around and disappeared where he was. When he reappeared, he was already sitting in his seat, looking up at the battle between the fat man and the eighth son of the dragon.

Xiao Fan seemed to have done a trivial thing, and didn't take Chu Yifeng's death to heart.

Because he knew very well that even though Chu Yifeng died in his hands, in the eyes of others, he was killed by Chu Qingkuang. Even if he moved to kill the mind, he was not the one who killed Chu Yifeng in the end. Where.

It's not that Xiao Fan is afraid of the Chu family. There are two people, Bei Lao and Drunkard, who are behind them. Xiao Fan is really not afraid of the Chu family.

Even Bei Lao, who didn't like killing, made himself make trouble if he wanted to make trouble. Xiao Fan naturally had no scruples. Without Chu Qingkuan's last punch, Xiao would still kill Chu Yifeng.

Therefore, Xiao Fan was not grateful to Chu Qingkang, but Chu Qingkang wanted to pay back his favor, and Xiao Fan would go along with the water, not to mention that he had never thought of letting Chu Qingkang repay him.

A few months ago, the reason why Xiao Fan saved Chu frivolous was only because of Yi Yun's face.

"Haha, Da Li Jiu Di Zi, it is nothing more than that, it really is not worthy of the name." Above the sky, the eighth son of Da Long heard the arrogant laugh, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Looking around, he saw the eighth son's crazy attack. The fat man only had to dodge, and there was no room to fight back.

"Sure enough, the nine emperors are no longer the former nine emperors, and even a monk of the same rank is not an opponent."

"Yeah, I originally thought that the Nine Emperors would fight for my big dragon, but I didn't expect him to be so unbearable now. The former Nine Emperors have completely disappeared."

"Hey, it is very rare for the Nine Emperor Sons to start from scratch and break through the Battle Emperor Realm."

The crowd was extremely disappointed with Fatty's strength. Many powerful monks who had seen Fatty three years ago shook their heads. Now the first person of the same age is no longer the Nine Emperor Son Nangong Xiaoxiao, but the Great Emperor Nan Gong Tianyi.

Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, but he sneered in his heart: "The second child is more than just this power? The Heavenly Halberd is useless, and the King Kong Hercules Bull Fighting Soul is useless. It seems that he not only wants to sharpen himself, but also I want to show that the enemy is weak."

Speaking of this, Xiao Fan couldn't help but glance at Nangong Tianyi. He was very clear that the fat man's enemy was not the so-called eighth son, but Nangong Tianyi.

The eighth son is not weak, but it was only in the early days of the Emperor of War. Fatty wanted to kill him, perhaps without any means at all, how could he be suppressed by him.

boom! The fat man was stunned three steps back by a sword, and looked at the eighth son indifferently.

"This is all your strength?" The fat man grinned, his eyes full of playfulness.

"It's enough to kill you!" The eighth son gave a cold smile.

"Heh~" The corner of the fat man's mouth curled, and his popularity surged. His whole body was golden, completely different from just now.

The body leaped high, turned into a flash of lightning, and fisted towards the eighth son, roaring from the void, and the void was torn apart by a strong wind, like thunder.

"Golden Dragon Slash."

The eighth son shouted angrily, a golden sword glow bloomed from him, looking from a distance, like a huge golden dragon, cut down from the sky, with a forceful momentum.

"It's nothing more than that of the nine emperors." The monks of the Great Dragon Emperor's face were full of disdain, and the eighth had been suppressing the fat man. In their opinion, the fat man was already poor.

Rumble!

At this moment, the fat man's body fell like a meteor, leaving a long golden afterimage wherever he passed, and a golden fist of a house was condensed in the void.

Immediately afterwards, the fat man slammed directly on the golden dragon sword light, and what made people breathe a breath, the golden dragon sword light was broken and turned into a sword of soul power and shot in all directions.

The fat man's speed is not reduced by the slightest, a thick, domineering breath permeates him.

After a breathing time, the golden dragon sword light suddenly exploded, and the fat man's fist came to the eighth son in a blink of an eye.

A gust of wind pressed the eighth son's face, causing his face to become distorted and hideous. The first thought in his heart was to run away.

However, he felt that his whole body was locked in by a terrible fighting intent, and his body seemed to be unwilling.

"Golden Dragon Roar!" The eighth son screamed with all his strength, mobilizing the rolling soul power, and swung a sword at the fat man again.

But before the sword was lifted, the fat man's punch had already landed on his chest.

puff! A mouthful of blood spurted from the eighth son's mouth, and the sword in his hand suddenly fell into the void, his face was flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, and the gaze looking at the fat man was full of fear.

The eighth son only felt a strange force, constantly impacting his whole body meridians and internal organs. In less than one breath, the meridians, internal organs, and soul sea were completely destroyed by this force.

boom!

The eighth son's body flew out in vain, and went straight out of the imperial palace like a cannonball.