Chapter 189: Slap in the face

The first eighty-nine chapters are very loud
When the crowd saw the peerless scarlet rainbow burst out, their pupils trembled suddenly. Is this really a blow from a war sect cultivator?
Zhu Wenbo is the tenth best of the imperial city, and the sixth-ranked master, he is not even Xiao Fan's opponent?
"boom!"
There was a loud noise in the void, the blood-colored rainbow exploded, and the terrifying air wave pushed across all directions. The ice on the ground was instantly swept away, exposing far more stone steps.
The monks onlookers were also stunned by the storm. Many people vomited blood and their internal organs were shaken.
This is just the aftermath of the impact. If it is to confront this blow head-on, one can imagine the danger.
After a long time, people came back to their senses, and saw a figure lying in the middle of the field, taking a breath.
"What a terrible killing intent! What a terrible strength!"
The crowd stared at Xiao Fan fiercely, and their hearts were shocked. No wonder he was not afraid of Zhu Wenbo. That killing intent burned the world and frozen the universe, terrifying to the extreme.
"He's not dead yet!" Someone screamed, and the crowd looked around, but saw Zhu Wenbo's chest still beating. Although the rhythm was slow, he did not die.
But when they looked towards the center of the field, they found that besides Xiao Fan, there was another figure standing there.
"Are you going to stop me?" Xiao Fan looked indifferent, glanced at that figure, his heart was more murderous than just now.
"He doesn't want to take action against the third prince?" The crowd looked at Xiao Fan in horror, and their hearts trembled violently.
Yes, the figure standing in front of Xiao Fan and Zhu Wenbo is Xue Yulong. If he hadn't taken the shot in time before, Zhu Wenbo would definitely be dead!
"Your Excellency, you have to be forgiving and forgiving." Xue Yulong narrowed his eyes slightly.
He was also extremely upset in his heart, even a little regretful. He originally thought that Zhu Wenbo could kill Xiao Fan, but how did he know that Zhu Wenbo was almost killed by Xiao Fan instead.
I knew that he would not choose to stand on Zhu Wenbo's side.
"As the third prince of your Xueyue Dynasty, or as your Xueyulong?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, but the killing intent on his body did not fade.
"Is there any difference?" Xue Yulong smiled faintly, looking aloof, he knew that it was impossible to win Xiao Fan now, so he could only do his best to keep Zhu Wenbo.
"As the third prince of the Xueyue Dynasty, if you leave, he will die!" Xiao Fan's tone was calm, but there was a bitter chill.
Xue Yulong narrowed his eyes, then suddenly laughed, playing with the taste: "What about my Xue Yulong identity?"
"Who blocks me, kills who!" Xiao Fan spit out a lightly.
Thousands of waves were stunned by a single stone, and the crowd was stunned. This kid is so arrogant, he dared to say such a thing. Does he want to kill even the three princes?
Everyone realizes Xiao Fan's domineering, arrogant, and unbelievable!
In this Xueyue Dynasty, who would dare to kill Xueyulong? Even if you Xiao Fan dare to say, you may not be able to do it!
Who is Xue Yulong? The imperial city's tenth show ranks third, the strength that is infinitely close to the warlord realm, and the most promising figure to break through the warking realm!
"Hahaha~" Xue Yulong laughed wildly, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and then his smile slowly solidified and became cold: "Do you think that if you defeat Zhu Wenbo, you can be my opponent?"
When the crowd heard the words, they immediately laughed, their eyes full of mockery and disdain.
However, Xiao Fan's eyes were still calm, and he walked towards Xue Yulong step by step, the crowd's smile suddenly came, replaced by a solemn touch.
They finally knew that this kid was not joking, but serious!
"You are wrong." In the crowd, Yan Xuan shook his head helplessly, a look of disappointment flashed in Xue Yulong's eyes, and said in his heart: "Xiao Fan, even ten or even a hundred Zhu Wenbo can't compare with him!"
"Zhu Wenbo, I'm in Baoding, I want to see how you killed him!" Suddenly, Xue Yulong's face sank, and he wanted to try it. How many catties is Xiao Fan?
If it is really strong, then take the opportunity to kill him, in any case not let him into the camp of the eight princes.
If this is not the case, don't stay in the way if you kill.
As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Fan's figure suddenly disappeared in place, leaving only an afterimage.
With an ethereal step, Xiao Fan just broke through to the second-level ethereal realm just now, with a ghostly figure and superb speed. He dare not say that he is invincible under the King of War, but at least few people can compare him.
"Ah~" When Xue Yulong came back to his senses, a scream sounded, the voice was Zhu Wenbo's.
"You're looking for death!" Xue Yulong was extremely angry. He didn't expect Xiao Fan to actually make a move, and that he made such a quick move. If he made a move against himself, wouldn't it?
Thinking of this, Xue Yulong was even more murderous, but Xiao Fan slapped him naked in front of countless people, not giving him a bit of face.
"Aren't you going to abolish my cultivation base? Cut off my limbs? So now, I also just abolish your cultivation base. Cut off your limbs and don't kill you. For you, it's kindness, right?"
Xiao Fan ignored Xue Yulong at all, imitating Zhu Wenbo's arrogant tone before, and returned Zhu Wenbo's words to him intact.
However, the result was completely the opposite. Xiao Fan really abolished his cultivation base and severed his limbs.
These words fell in Zhu Wenbo's ears, but they were extremely harsh. Zhu Wenbo snarled his face, exhausted all his strength, and roared: "Xiao Fan, I won't let you be a ghost!"
"I'm waiting for you!" Xiao Fan looked cold and didn't even look at Xue Yulong straight from beginning to end.
"Xiao Fan!" Xue Yulong gritted his teeth and looked at Xiao Fan with a gloomy expression. The clenched fists creaked, almost bursting out.
"As you wish, I didn't kill him." Xiao Fan left a sentence without looking back, and didn't put him, the third prince of the Xueyue Dynasty, in his eyes.
Hearing this sound, Xue Yulong felt a fiery pain on his face. Just now he vowed to keep Zhu Wenbo, but in the end, Zhu Wenbo was not dead, but he abolished his cultivation base and severed his limbs. What is the difference from death? ?
This slap is not ordinary!
"Xiao Fan, you are too arrogant. You dare to ignore the will of the three princes. In front of so many people, you cruelly abolished Zhu Wenbo's cultivation base. Are you making the three princes ugly? Are you trying to make me Xueyue Dynasty Is it ugly?" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, making Xiao Fan's expression stagnant.
Turning to look around, Xiao Fan's gaze fell on Yu Chengjun's body: "The will? The three princes can represent the Xueyue Emperor? Or can you represent the Xueyue Dynasty?"
Yu Chengjun's expression trembled, he naturally could not represent the Xueyue Dynasty, even the three princes could not, after all, the Xueyue Emperor is still alive!
What's more, before Xiao Fan asked Xue Yulong how he was protecting Zhu Wenbo, he had already given enough face to Xue Yulong.
Yu Chengjun's punch seemed to hit cotton, and it was of no use at all. It made him extremely angry, but he was speechless.
"In any case, your method is too cruel, it is better to kill him!" Yu Chengjun bit his head and found an excuse.
"Since he is not as good as death, you should be kind, isn't it good to send him on the road? You have to thank me for allowing you to do a good deed today." Xiao Fan said lightly.
"You!" What else did Yu Chengjun want to say, but he was stunned by Xiao Fan's aura. Even Zhu Wenbo could kill him. He was on par with Zhu Wenbo, so how could he be Xiao Fan's opponent?
The scene was deadly silent, as if a war would break out at any time.
"Brother Xiao, I heard that you saved Long Jue? Long Jue hosted a banquet in the mansion. How about my accompany?" At this moment, the eighth prince Xue Yuxuan broke the calm and smiled at Xiao Fan.
"Is there any wine?" Xiao Fan's murderous aura instantly converged, revealing an easy smile.
"Yes, bag drunk" Xue Yuxuan laughed, and took Xiao Fan and Fatty away.
Only Xue Yulong, Yu Chengjun, and Chen Hao's hostile eyes remained where they were.