Chapter 2286: overbearing

Are you looking for me?
The sound was very flat, but like thunder, it resounded in everyone's ears, and the crowd's eyes instantly looked towards the sky.
But seeing the teleportation light doors disappearing, only a black-robed young man stood in the air, looking down indifferently, as if heaven and earth were the ruler.
Time seems to be still at this moment, the slightly thin figure, but it gives people a feeling of incomparably stalwart.
"Xiao, Xiao Fan!" someone from the crowd screamed in exclamation, and the tone was full of shock.
The black-robed figure gave them a sense of insurmountability. Even if he was obviously only in the realm of the gods, it made people feel more terrible than the king. Many people couldn't help but dangle their eyes, thinking they were dazzled.
They didn't expect that Xiao Fan really dared to come out. If they changed to another person, they would rather stay on Wushen Island.
"I knew that you would come out." Long Feiyu whispered, his fighting spirit came to life quietly, but he soon suppressed it again.
Jianzi and the corpse prince also looked different, not knowing whether they were excited or worried, or expected.
They also wanted to see why Xiao Fan dared to be so confident in such a situation.
"Second Elder, it's him, kill him!" The moment Yu Wenhou in the distance saw Xiao Fan, the blue veins on his forehead violently, his face was blue, and he roared with all his strength.
The old man in the black shirt of the Tiandu Mansion instantly glared at him. In fact, without Yu Wenhou speaking, he had already recognized Xiao Fan's identity from the screams of the crowd.
"dead!"
The old man in the black shirt screamed, his body suddenly violent, and his domineering palms suddenly slapped towards Xiao Fan, the strength of the peak of the ancient gods was undoubtedly revealed.
"Go back!" Qing Cang's face changed drastically, and the long sword in his hand swung angrily, the sword aura was in the air, and then roared: "Yu Wenguang, do you want to die with me in Youyun Mansion?"
With this palm, I didn't just want to kill Xiao Fan, but even Qing Ming and the others wanted to kill.
"Don't die? Why are you in Youyun Mansion and the aging immortality?" The black shirt old man Yu Wenguang said with disdain.
Tiandu Mansion is the first existence in the 13 sects of the Nine Mansion, while Youyun Mansion is the last one, and the difference in strength is not so big.
To put it bluntly, Youyun Mansion has no qualifications to be immortal with Tiandu Mansion.
The others also looked at Qing Cang contemptuously, as if watching a joke.
"boom!"
Sword Qi and Zhang Gang violently collided together. Although Qing Cang was strong, it was not even a bit different from Yu Wenguang's strength.
After a short breath, Qing Cang's body retreated, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth, and it flew out to stabilize his figure.
Qing Ming was very close to each other, and they were also affected. They only felt the internal organs boil and their faces flushed.
Only Xiao Fan, still without waves, looked at Yu Wenguang on the opposite side indifferently.
"This is the strength you want to be with my Tiandu Mansion forever?" Yu Wenguang looked disdainful, and raised his right hand again, preparing to kill Xiao Fan and the others.
Seeing this scene, Long Feiyu frowned and wanted to open his mouth to say something to the old man next to him, but in the end he didn't say anything.
"Big brother, don't you need to save them?" Long Ziyan couldn't help asking, Xiao Fan had saved a lot of people from their Longteng Mansion before.
In a sense, Xiao Fan was their benefactor, and Xiao Fan also allowed their alliance forces to obtain qualification orders, and Xiao Fan could be regarded as their ally.
"It's not that you don't need to save it, but you don't need to save it!" Long Feiyu shook his head and squinted at Xiao Fan.
"You don't need to save?" Long Ziyan looked puzzled and did not believe: "He is only the peak of the Heavenly God Realm, how could he be the opponent of the Ancient God Realm?"
"Have you not seen his eyelids jump?" Long Feiyu still shook his head.
He had been observing Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan didn't show any panic from beginning to end, not even a trace of solemnity.
What does this show, Long Feiyu knows very well, this is a kind of self-confidence!
When he faced other monks of the same rank, he also had this expression, and he didn't panic at all.
"Feiyu, this kid is really calm indeed, and too calm!" The gray-robed old man beside him couldn't help sighing, "Not to mention his strength, his temperament is already seldom comparable, and I am afraid that you have some. Not as good."
A ray of light flashed in Long Feiyu's eyes, recalling the performance of himself and others in the dark passage, the difference from Xiao Fan's performance was not so big.
He couldn't help clenching his fists, gritted his teeth and said: "The second grandfather is right. I am not a bit inferior, but far inferior."
"Oh?" The gray-robed old man was slightly surprised. He knew that something must have happened between Long Feiyu and Xiao Fan. Otherwise, Long Feiyu would not have recognized Xiao Fan in this way.
"Second grandfather, if Xiao Fan loses, you save his life." Long Feiyu didn't say what those things meant, but only pleaded.
The gray-robed old man frowned, and finally nodded, not for anything else, but Xiao Fan is worth his rescue.
Moreover, Dragon Palace and Tiandu Palace didn't deal with each other in the first place, and saving Xiao Fan would definitely be beneficial to Longteng Palace.
At this moment, the eyes of the crowd were also staring at the sky, seeing Yu Wenguang preparing to shock Xiao Fan and the others, many people sneered.
Especially the ten big forces on Yuwenxian's side, it was Xiao Fan that prevented them from getting the qualification order. They hated Xiao Fan so much that they wished that Xiao Fan would immediately die here.
On the other hand, Xiao Fan had an extremely calm expression. He looked at Lu Jinglong, a middle-aged man in a black dragon-robed high-altitude robe, and said, "Senior, do you care about this?"
Xiao Fan was already very upset with Lu Jinglong. As the host of the Celestial Ranking Tournament, he watched the people participating in the Celestial Ranking Tournament be killed and remained indifferent.
According to normal competition rules, the host absolutely does not allow contestants to be slaughtered by high-ranking monks. By doing this, Lu Jinglong obviously gave up the meaning of Youyun Mansion.
"Do you want to ask Senior Lu for help?" Yuwenhou sneered. Lu Jinglong was biased towards their Tiandu Mansion. To put it bluntly, the Yuwen family was originally attached to the Lu family, so how could it be possible to help an outsider?
The crowd shook their heads faintly. If Lu Jinglong would make a move, there would be no need for Xiao Fan to speak, he would have made it long ago.
It doesn't make any sense to ask Lu Jinglong for help now. In their opinion, Xiao Fan and the cultivators of the Youyun Mansion basically have nothing but death.
Lu Jinglong was very upset that he was questioned by a small heavenly god. He showed a look of lofty expression and said indifferently: "This is a grievance between you and has nothing to do with the game."
"It has nothing to do with the competition!" Xiao Fan suddenly laughed wildly, a little wild, even crazy.
In the eyes of most people, this was because Xiao Fan was desperate, and even Qing Ming and Qing Cang were pale. Xiao Fan's robes stirred, his hair flew wildly, his whole body revealed an unspeakable domineering, with an icy smile on his face, pointing at Yuwenxian and the others: "Then I will kill them now, as you said. Has nothing to do with you?"