Chapter 1616: Why should i save

Chapter 161 Why Should I Save
Xiao Fan looked at everything indifferently, and had no desire to make a move. Some people would not be grateful even if they were saved, and would even avenge their gratitude.
"Young Master Xiao, are you really trying to save?" Ling Qingxi turned to look at Xiao Fan.
Ling Qingxi was a little unbearable. She knew that even if these people made their moves, they might not be the opponents of the Temple of War. The difference between the two parties was too great.
There were three to four hundred of these ancient monks, plus about five hundred who fled here, but there were more than one thousand people in the Temple of War, and there were many masters in the sacred list.
That is the old generation of powerful war holy realm, even if they are evildoers, they may not be the enemy.
"Why should I save?" Xiao Fan looked at Ling Qingxi.
"Is it because they just refuted you? People are selfish, and there is nothing wrong with their survival." Ling Qingxi said with an ugly expression.
The scene of Xiao Fan beheading more than 20 battles with the Holy Realm just now was still in her mind. She believed that if Xiao Fan joined, she might still have a chance to win.
"It's ridiculous, if they can be selfish, can't I be selfish? I told them just now, I hope they will remember that sentence!" Xiao Fan said with disdain.
How did he not know that Ling Qingxi wanted to excite herself? How could his Xiao Fan be so easily agitated?
"Does the dignified Asura Palace Master only have this stomach?" Ling Qingxi said solemnly.
"You do what you do, aren't you also one of the ten evil evildoers? I only know that they are crooked and crooked. My brother persuaded them just now. Which of them took it to heart, and sometimes ridiculed and ridiculed them. Now they are being retributed. If I can't beat him, I want my brother to take action. There is no such good thing." Xiao Linger looked at Ling Qingxi disdainfully, with his hands on his hips, quite a bit of a fight.
Ling Qingxi was speechless for a while, Xiao Linger was right, and they were all on their own account.
Xiao Fan patted Xiao Ling'er on the shoulder, and then looked at Ling Qingxi and said, "You don't have to agitate me. I won't do anything. Everyone is an adult. You have to pay for what you say and do."
Xiao Fan wasn't such a small belly and chicken intestines. To put it bluntly, these people didn't deserve to make Xiao Fan angry at all.
But as he said, everyone has to pay for their words and deeds.
Xiao Fan didn't say one more thing, and that was: Instead of letting your ancients kill each other, it is better for you to fight the Temple of War. In this way, at least the people killed are the enemies of the War Soul Continent.
"People of the Ling family, kill with me!" Ling Qingxi gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and then rushed into the battlefield with everyone from the Ling family.
"Although they were wrong, we now have a common enemy, a member of the Dugu family, follow me." Dugu Xiangting shouted and rushed forward without hesitation.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Fan showed a faint smile, at least Ling Qingxi and Dugu Xiangting performed well.
Unfortunately, even if the Ling Family and Dugu Family are added, they do not have an advantage in terms of numbers.
Moreover, at the end of the sky, there are still many people rushing here, and these people are still cultivators of the Temple of War.
The various ancient tribes and casual cultivators were already suppressed. With the increasing number of monks in the Temple of War, the ancient tribes have obviously been at a disadvantage.
"It seems that this is a purposeful cleanup, the Temple of War God is really moving." Zhuo Tianhong couldn't help sighing.
"Brother, are we really not saving?" Xiao Linger was very tough on the surface, but she still couldn't bear it.
"Why should I save?" Xiao Fan still said that, Xiao Linger knew that the things Xiao Fan decided could not be changed.
"In fact, it is not necessarily a bad thing not to save them. They have hundreds of people at any rate. The human potential is huge. In the face of the threat of death, they will definitely do their best!" Zhuo Tianhong squinted his eyes.
He couldn't help licking his lips. For him, these vitality and fate were all great tonic. Now he is only one step away from the Seven Change God of War.
Zhuo Tianhong was confident that he would definitely be able to take that step as long as he swallowed these fate and vitality.
"That's also true, not to mention Ling Qingxi, Murong Mingyue and Dugu Xiangting are also enchanting-level geniuses anyway." Xiao Linger thought for a while.
"What's the use of a monster-level genius?" Xiao Fan shook his head, and said: "Don't underestimate the old monsters in the Battle God Temple. Their strength in the Battle Saint Realm is comparable to those suppressed in the Battle Saint Realm. The cultivator of the God of War is much stronger."
"The son is right. These people should be the characters on the sacred list of the God of War Temple, and they are also some of the most talented people. It is estimated that they all want to break through the God of War realm by themselves, rather than relying on refining the crystals of divine power. These people Being able to live to this day already represents strength." Zhuo Tianhong analyzed.
"What should I do, brother, can't you help them?" Xiao Linger worried.
"If it is an orderly group battle, I may not be their opponent." Xiao Fan nodded truthfully. In a group battle, these people may be able to fight together, and there are so many people. How can Xiao Fan have so many people? opponent.
Immediately, Xiao Fan turned around and said, "However, it is a chaotic battle now. In my eyes, they are just a number."
This is not an exaggeration by Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan's killing technique is really moving to kill. What is the use of more than a thousand people?
"That?" Xiao Ling'er still wanted Xiao Fan to take action.
Huh!
Before he finished speaking, suddenly several sword lights flew towards Xiao Fan and the others, and the Temple of War took the advantage. As long as they were not from the Temple of War, they would all be killed.
"Things looking for death!" Zhuo Tianhong sneered, suddenly transformed into a body, and the eight blood-colored tentacles touched at the same time, piercing the void like eight divine swords, directly smashing the sword energy into pieces.
However, Zhuo Tianhong had no room to stop. He danced eight tentacles, rushed into the monks of the Temple of War, and began to slaughter.
Wherever he went, there were countless blood mists, endless screams, and his body was lifted up by him. This guy seemed to be a killing machine.
Xiao Fan smiled helplessly, how he didn't know that Zhuo Tianhong was waiting for this excuse to make a move, but he couldn't wait to swallow the lives of more than a thousand people in the Temple of War.
"Ling'er, Chu Yue, be careful." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and walked slowly forward.
"Brother, don't worry, your sister is not a vase. My physical strength has recovered by a few percent. It is not a problem to block them for a while!" Xiao Linger suddenly took out two jade bottles and took out a few pills from one of them. The Chu family swallowed it.
Then he opened the cork of the other medicine bottle, and a trace of green mist slowly diffused away. Xiao Linger controlled the green mist to cover a distance of tens of meters.
Xiao Fan smiled and nodded, then suddenly turned around, looking at the densely packed war temple monks with a cold expression, and muttered to himself: "Although I don't want to save them, I don't prevent me from killing people."
After the words fell, Xiao Fan disappeared in place like a ghost.