Chapter 2850: Can't kill one

Xiao Fan looked at the south wind with a playful expression. He didn't seem to be fighting at all, but rather like talking to an old friend.
Xiang Nanfeng squinted his eyes, how he didn't know Xiao Fan's sinister intentions.
If his southerly wind is still the same as before, he naturally has to consider the safety of the Wanluo Diyu and dare not fight against Baisha Pavilion and the Imperial Palace, but if he is no longer a southerly wind, he will naturally not Care about the life and death of Wanluo Diyu again.
Once his identity is revealed, it is estimated that Xiao Fan will not kill him, but Xiang Wandao.
"Post your head on your neck for the time being, Wanluo Diyu will not let you go!" Xiang Nanfeng yelled, the sword shook, and his figure stepped back several steps.
"To each other!" Xiao Fan smiled faintly.
Although I, Xiao Fan, killed Xiang Nantian, I was the enemy of Wanluo Empire.
But don't you also kill Nanfeng and take away Nanfeng's body?
If I were the enemy of Ten Thousand Luo Emperor Domain, the same goes for you to go south, and Ten Thousand Luo Emperor Domain would not let you go.
Naturally, others would not understand this, but Xiang Nanfeng was very clear in his heart, but he did not dare to do anything to Xiao Fan, so he could only gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan moved his gaze away from Xiang Nan Feng, and looked at the surrounding cultivators, his eyes were cold and he said, "Is there anyone else who wants to do it?"
An icy breath radiated from Xiao Fan, staring at the surrounding cultivators coldly.
Although the cultivator of the Wanluo Emperor was angry, no one really dared to attack Xiao Fan. If Xiao Fan died here, the Emperor Palace and Baisha Pavilion would definitely not give up.
Although the imperial palace and Baisha Pavilion might not fight for a dead person, no one dare to gamble.
Seeing the silence of the crowd, Xiao Fan sneered and walked towards the gate of the city.
"Second Young Master, we can't kill Xiao Fan, but we can kill the two people around him." At this moment, two figures walked out of the crowd, and an old man headed by staring at Xiao Fan indifferently.
Xiao Fan raised his brows slightly, and two bursts of light burst into his eyes. He recognized these two people at a glance. It was Yu Jiu and Xiang Yunsheng who had insulted him at the beginning.
When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous. Xiao Fan still remembered his original vow, Xiang Yunsheng's humiliation to him, he would have to pay back ten times, a hundred times.
"Second Young Master, Xiang Lao is right, we kill them two, the imperial palace and Baisha Pavilion may not be able to get ahead." Yu Jiu also sneered.
"puff!"
Before the words fell, a figure flashed past, rushing towards Jiu, and the crowd only saw a flash of violent trampling on Jiu's chest.
With the sound of bone cracking, Yu Jiu's body flew upside down like a broken kite, slamming heavily on the city wall.
The crowd looked astonished and looked towards the figure, but before they could catch the figure, they saw a big hand suddenly pinching Xiang Yunsheng's neck.
"Presumptuous!" Xiang Nanfeng recovered and stared at Xiao Fan angrily.
When the crowd saw this, they all gathered around. No one thought that Xiao Fan would dare to deal with the people of Wanjia outside the Wanluo Emperor City.
"Xiang Yunsheng, right?" Xiao Fan didn't pay attention to the southerly wind. In his eyes, the southerly wind was just a grasshopper that couldn't make waves. "I said, everything you gave me that day, I will Ten times and one hundred times back to you!"
Xiang Yunsheng was pinched by Xiao Fan's big hand, his face flushed, and the blue veins on his forehead burst.
He never dreamed that Xiao Fan would dare to do something with him here. Is he tired of his life?
What Xiang Yunsheng didn't expect was that the ant that he didn't want to look at had become so terrifying now that he didn't even have any resistance.
"Asshole, don't let go of Xiang Lao." Xiang Nanfeng scolded angrily.
Xiang Yunsheng's status in the Wan Family is not very good, he is only the Outer Sect Elder, but in any case, he is a member of the Xiang Family, how can a little ancient cultivator insult him?
"roll!"
Xiao Fan shouted angrily and cast a cold look at Nan Feng. His slender and sharp eyes, like a sharp blade cutting Nan Feng's body, scared him back several steps quickly.
The crowd looked astonished, and Xiao Fan only had a look in his eyes, and he frightened the southerly wind.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe it.
After a few breaths, Xiang Nanfeng came back to his senses, annoyed by his timidity just now, and said coldly: "Jian Hongchen, if you dare to hurt Xianglao a hair, I will definitely want you to bury your bones here."
"Really?" Xiao Fan sneered, flicked a little, and flew towards Yunsheng's arm, with scarlet blood splashing out.
"Hiss~"
Seeing this, the crowd couldn't help taking a breath, and their hearts trembled.
Fierce!
He actually dared to hurt Xiang's people. Isn't he really afraid of death?
"You!" Xiangnan was anxious, his face uncertain: "Come here, kill both of them for me!"
Xiang Nanfeng still didn't dare to deal with Xiao Fan, so he had to turn his target to Ye Shiyu and Shen Wuxin.
"Southern Wind, do you want to be an enemy of my Asura clan?" Shen Wuxin sneered, a tyrannical aura burst out of his body, and behind him, a shadow appeared.
"Asura Demon Shadow, he belongs to the Asura clan!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed, looking at Shen Wuxin with an incredulous expression.
Some people have recognized Shen Wuxin a long time ago. After all, Shen Wuxin is the Shura clan who entered the battlefield of hundred killings from the Ten Thousand Luo Emperor Domain.
But what was surprised in their hearts was that Xiang Nanfeng should know that Shen Wuxin was from the Shura clan, but he looked like he didn't know at all.
Hearing the exclamation of the crowd, Xiang Nan Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, and he robbed Xiang Nan Feng's physical body. He naturally understood something about the Primordial God Realm.
The Asura clan, that is the ancient clan, not something he can afford now.
"Okay, okay, you are from the Asura clan, I won't kill you, but what about her?" Xiang Nanfeng's gloomy eyes turned to Ye Shiyu, and now he can only deal with Ye Shiyu.
"Kill me?" Ye Shiyu chuckled, Yushou lightly sighed, streamers bloomed, and countless patterns appeared around her, protecting her in the center.
Immediately, Ye Shiyu smiled and said: "If you want to be an enemy of the Fengtian clan, you can do it!"
Fengtian Clan?
Hearing these four words, the cultivator of the Wanluo Emperor Territory couldn't help but shudder in fright, his eyes full of jealousy.
The Fengtian clan, that is the ancient frontier clan, how can they offend the little monks of the emperor domain?
Not to mention killing the Fengtian clan, it is to offend the Fengtian clan, they dare not.
You know, that is a force even more terrifying than Baisha Pavilion and Imperial Palace.
It is better to kill Xiao Fan and Shen Wuxin to kill the people of the Fengtian clan! "Xiang Feng, don't you want to do it, don't tell me, you can't kill any of them." Xiao Fan looked at Xiang Nan Feng with a playful look, as if I had eaten you.