Chapter 3942: Or, you also give me a chance to find death?

Xiao Fan squeezed away from the crowd and walked in, and two figures instantly imprinted in his eyes.
On the ring in front, lay a figure, with broken clothes and blood and blood, looking miserable and very embarrassed.
However, Xiao Fan still barely recognized this person, frowning involuntarily.
A few steps away from this person, there was a thin black robe man standing. The man was tall and handsome. He was looking up and laughing. From time to time he looked down at the man lying on the ground, his eyes full of cruelty.
"What's going on?" Xiao Fan frowned, looking at all this, and asked a monk next to him.
The cultivator next to him didn't even look at Xiao Fan, and sneered: "The kid from the Primordial God Realm is impatient to live. He dares to a woman from Qian Shanmu, and he dare to go to life and death. Isn't this looking for death?"
Xiao Fan frowned even more when he heard this.
Qianshanmu, listening to this name, it seems to belong to the Qianshan family, why did you offend the Qianshan family?
At this time, Qian Shanmu, a black-robed man on the ring, slowly walked up to the lying person, slammed his foot on the opponent's chest, and a sound of broken ribs sounded.
"The stuff of the Primordial God Realm, that Xiao Fan is so arrogant, it is a miracle to live to this day, what do you think you are?" Qian Shanmu sneered.
As he spoke, his feet twisted again.
"Qianshanmu, killing someone but nodding his head, is it necessary to torture Demon Taixu?" A voice sounded from the edge of the ring.
Yes, it was not someone else who was stepped on by Qian Shanmu, it was Xiao Fan's old opponent Mo Taixu, and the person who spoke was Feng Zhonghuang.
The two of them plus Yu Cangliu who were surrendered by Xiao Fan at the beginning, and later let them go. Since entering the famine, several people have also practiced hard, and now they have broken through to the low-grade holy noble state.
However, their strength is still somewhat different from that of Qianshanmu.
"Emperor Feng Zhong, isn't Mo Taixu your friend? Do you want to save him?" Qian Shanmu smiled without anger, and smiled coldly: "I will give you a chance to save him. As long as you defeat me, I will Forgive him!"
Feng Zhonghuang's eyelids twitched, and he was just a low-ranking sage, comparable to Mo Taixu's strength, Mo Taixu was defeated if he couldn't even take ten moves.
Even if he goes up, how can he defeat Qianshanmu?
It is estimated that the Devil Taixu cannot be saved, but he will get in.
But, did he just watch Mo Taixu die here?
Just as Emperor Feng Zhong was about to enter the ring, Qian Shanmu said again: "However, before coming up, you have to sign a life and death agreement. If you can't win me, you have to bury him."
It was as if Feng Zhonghuang hadn't heard Qian Shanmu's words at all. Since he was ready to go to the ring, he was ready to die.
He was extremely unwilling, and with their talents, they shouldn't stop at the lower-ranked deity, but it was a pity that they were born out of time.
Taking a deep breath, Fengzhong Huanghao stepped onto the ring, preparing to sign a life and death agreement.
However, at this moment, another figure flew from a distance and shouted: "Emperor Fengzhong, don't go up!"
Everyone followed the prestige, but they saw a white robe man appearing in the square, and many people recognized it at a glance.
"Oh, isn't this Yu Cangliu? I also came to die?" Qianshanmu grinned and said, "Just in time, I can also give you a chance."
"No, you can kill Demon Taixu today, but when I break through the high-grade holy sovereign, I will take your life!" Yu Cangliu said firmly.
He was different from Emperor Feng Zhong, he still maintained a trace of reason, and now going up, it is impossible to avenge Mo Taixu, it is simply to die.
Want revenge unless you become stronger!
Emperor Feng Zhong also woke up instantly, took a deep breath and said, "Brother demon, I hope you don't blame me."
"Vengeance for me!" Mo Taixu said in a hoarse voice, his vitality was lost very quickly, and it was even difficult to speak.
Qian Shanmu's face sank. He didn't like others not following his rules of the game. He smiled grimly, and the strength on his feet became a bit stronger.
"Then you go to die." A murderous aura erupted from Qianshan Tomb.
"Man, do you have the face to let others avenge you?" At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded from the crowd.
When Feng Zhonghuang and Yu Cangliu heard this voice, they instinctively showed fear. This voice seemed to have been imprinted deep in their souls.
The eyes of the crowd followed the voice, and instantly fell on a young man in a black robe.
"Xiao Fan?" Someone exclaimed and said the identity of the speaker.
Yes, it was Xiao Fan who had just spoken. He saw Mo Taixu being trampled under his feet. He was originally not prepared to be nosy, after all, this was a life and death battle.
Since Mo Taixu chose a life-and-death battle, he had to pay a sufficient price for his choice.
However, the indifferent attitude of the cultivator next to him, as well as Qianshanmu's lofty, disdainful appearance of the pride of the Primordial God Realm made Xiao Fan extremely unhappy.
In addition, Emperor Feng Zhong knew that he was dead for the sake of Demon Taixu, but he still chose to step onto the ring, which made Xiao Fan moved and recognized for a moment.
These three people, perhaps Xiao Fan didn't regard them as opponents, but they had surrendered to him anyway, how could he just watch them die?
"Xiao Fan?" Qian Shanmu on the ring, hearing this name, stopped instinctively and looked at Xiao Fan with a murderous look: "It's you, killing my nephew Qianshan Luoyun?"
"Qianshan Luoyun is your nephew?" Xiao Fan looked at Qianshanmu with some surprise.
Qian Shanmu raised his arrogant head and said, "Yes, I know you are afraid now?"
"Afraid?" Xiao Fan seemed to be amused by Qian Shanmu, and said in a hurry: "You have misunderstood. I was just thinking that Qianshan Luoyun is already wasteful enough. You are an elder, but you are better than a Waste and waste, then what are you?"
"Not as good as waste?" I didn't know who was in the crowd, and directly followed Xiao Fan's words.
The crowd burst into laughter upon hearing this.
"You are looking for death!" Qian Shanmu was extremely angry, and a cold murderous aura broke out around him, condensing a thin layer of frost.
"Or, would you give me a chance to die?" Xiao Fan smiled without anger, slowly walked out of the crowd, and approached the ring: "If I win you, let him go, if I lose, let me deal with it. ,how is it?"
When Qian Shanmu heard this, his eyelids twitched, and there was a voice in his heart telling him not to agree to Xiao Fan.
You know, Jiang Shaoxu possessed the combat power that was close to the high-grade holy sovereign, and eventually died in Xiao Fan's hands.
Now that such a long time has passed, Xiao Fan might really break through. "I'm only half a step away from the lower-grade Yuanzun. Jiang Shaoxu is not my opponent. This opportunity to kill him must not be missed." Qian Shanmu thought in his heart, suddenly his eyes beamed: "Since you are looking for death, How about fulfilling you?"