Chapter 3943: Man’s hatred, you have to avenge yourself

Xiao Fan calmly walked to Yu Cangliu and Feng Zhonghuang's side and stopped.
The two looked at Xiao Fan with complicated expressions, how much they once hated Xiao Fan, a dignified genius, but they had to submit to Xiao Fan, which made them feel extremely embarrassed.
But today, Xiao Fan actually stood up to speak for them, which was a bet on his life.
If it were other people, it would have been far away.
Xiao Fan didn't say a word, just took a deep look at the two of them, then accepted the life and death agreement, and signed his name at the top indifferently.
From cultivation to now, Xiao Fan has no idea how many life and death battles have been fought.
Stepping into the arena of life and death, his heart did not fluctuate at all, but calm and terrifying.
"Xiao Fan, do you know how many people want to kill you, and if I kill you, they will all have to thank me." Qian Shanmu grinned and signed his name.
He looked at Xiao Fan as if he was looking at a dead person.
"Unfortunately, they all died in the end." Xiao Fan smiled at Qianshanmu and said.
Qian Shanmu's face sank in vain when he heard this, and he shot out murderously: "Don't worry, I will tear down your bones one by one to let you know that people in the Primordial God Realm are all rubbish."
After all, he kicked Mo Tai Xu away and walked towards Xiao Fan step by step.
Xiao Fan didn't get angry and laughed instead, just squinted his eyes. Anyone who knew Xiao Fan knew that whenever he was like this, he was not only angered, but murderous.
In this case, anyone who offends him will die miserably.
"Die."
When he was only thirty feet away from Xiao Fan, Qianshanmu violently violently slapped Xiao Fan's forehead with a palm, and the power of the source surged.
He didn't use any ancient methods and ancient techniques, but the power contained in this blow was far more powerful than ancient methods and ancient techniques.
This is the horror of the powerful master, the power of the source is the real ultimate move.
Of course, if it performs its original skills, its power will be doubled.
Many monks around the ring sneered. No matter how strong Xiao Fan is, he only possesses the combat power of a middle-ranked sage, how can he withstand a blow from a near-low-ranked source?
Challenging Qianshanmu was originally an act of seeking death.
Yu Cangliu and Feng Zhonghuang were holding their breath. Although they hated Xiao Fan, at this moment, they hoped Xiao Fan would win.
Not only did Xiao Fan act for them, but also because Xiao Fan represented the Primordial God Realm.
They can't prove what the Primordial God Realm is, but Xiao Fan can. He can tell everyone in Tianhuang that the Primordial God Realm is not rubbish!
"The sword died!"
Seeing Qianshanmu's final blow approaching, Xiao Fan waved lightly, instead of taking out the Shura sword, but a sword aura bursting out of the tips of his fingers.
Many people disdain, this blow, also want to block Qian Shanmu's attack?
Dreaming?
However, at the next moment, everyone's eyes widened, and the voice of the void breathing air-conditioning sounded.
I saw the sword qi whistling in the void, and disappeared. When it appeared again, it had already passed through Qian Shanmu's body. Qian Shanmu's limbs were cut off strangely, and his eyes were cut by the sword energy. It was terrible, like a human being. swine.
Everyone was shocked by Xiao Fan's stunning and brilliant, weird sword.
That speed completely surpasses most people's cognition, is he really just a holy sovereign?
But the power that this sword exploded just now was definitely not something that the Holy Venerable Realm could display, even the lower grade Yuan Zun was just like that.
"Essential stunt!" Someone trembled.
The others recovered and looked at Xiao Fan in awe.
Origin stunts, generally only the strong source of the source can have their own origin stunts, even if they practice others, they may not be able to succeed.
But Xiao Fan seems to be in the Holy Venerable Realm, he actually cultivated the original stunt, and the level of integration seems to be his own?
evildoer!
In the Primordial God Realm, there really is a monster!
"Ah~" The pig-killing screams pulled everyone back from shock. Everyone looked at the human-like Qianshanmu, and they only felt goose bumps all over their bodies.
awful!
Qianshanmu at this moment is more than a tragic word to describe, it is simply horrible and terrible!
He wanted to repair his physical body, but a strange power prevented it.
"I'm going to kill you, kill you!" Qian Shanmu roared, his body blooming with the power of origin, attacking indiscriminately.
boom!
Suddenly, Xiao Fan flashed and kicked out, directly kicking Qianshanmu's source.
Breaking through the Holy Venerable Realm, the sea of ​​source power disappears, and the power of the source is stored in the source. Xiao Fan destroys his source, which is equivalent to abolishing his cultivation.
Of course, with the Qianshan family's background, he can definitely restore his source, but he may not be willing to spend such a large price.
When the crowd saw Xiao Fan, who was as indifferent as the wind, but was completely useless, they only felt chills all over.
Such Xiao Fan is the most terrifying, it is simply a killer.
"You're something inferior to rubbish, who can you kill now?" Xiao Fan chopped up several of Qian Shanmu's ribs with one foot, and he grinned in pain.
Qian Shanmu screamed sharply, his voice hoarse.
"Didn't you look down on the trash stuff of the Primordial God Realm, right now, the arrogant Tianhuang genius, isn't this trash stuff like me trampled underfoot?" Xiao Fan leaned down and said every word.
Xiao Fan rarely treats someone so cruelly unless he is really angry.
He is indeed extremely angry now.
You can be proud, you can be arrogant, you can be arrogant...
but!
Your pride, your arrogance, your arrogance, don't step on the dignity of the monks of the Primordial God Realm, otherwise, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite.
Qian Shanmu's screams became smaller and smaller, and the huge pain made him unable to scream.
"Devil Taixu!" At this moment, Xiao Fan suddenly looked at Devil Taixu next to him, kicked Qian Shanmu to his feet, and said, "Emperor Feng Zhong and Yu Cangliu said they would avenge you, but I I feel that a man's hatred must be avenged by himself."
As soon as this word came out, the breathing of the surrounding monks became hurried.
Does this guy really want to kill Qianshanmu?
If it were other people, they would definitely not believe it.
However, when they thought of everything Xiao Fan had done before, they had no doubt that Xiao Fan really dared to kill Qian Shanmu.
The family he offended was far more than one Qianshan family.
Mo Taixu held his chest, stood up with difficulty, and spouted another mouthful of blood. He was hurt too badly.
Now I can stand up only by my final will.
With the bloodshot eyes in his bloated face, he looked at Xiao Fan complicatedly, and he didn't feel much energy to speak.
Puff!
Suddenly, relying on his last hostility, he took out a sword and pierced it directly into Qian Shanmu's eyebrows, and the whole person also leaned up. Suddenly, the audience was silent.