Chapter 712: Blood House Owner

Chapter 712 The Bloody House Lord
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Above the island, a black streamer stepped out of the void, and the blood shot in the void, and the moment it stepped out of the void, the blood streamer split into two.
A black figure hovered in the void, looking at the other figure indifferently as it flew toward the sea.
"The deity asked you to stop, do you dare to disobey the deity's order?" At this moment, a monstrous might went straight to the black shadow high in the sky.
The black shadow was obviously Xiao Fan, feeling the mighty force of will, his body trembled slightly, and slowly fell towards the ground.
"The judge of impermanence, the struggle between the juniors, we are the elders, so there is no need to intervene." When Xiao Fan landed, another voice sounded, and the eighth elder of the blood building stood in front of Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan gratefully glanced at the Eighth Elder. It was very rare that he could stand up and speak for himself at this time.
He could tell at a glance that although the Eight Elders were strong, they were obviously inferior to the impermanence judge in the opposite Yama Mansion.
Seeing this, the other two people in Yan Luo Mansion also appeared behind the impermanence judge.
The six elders and the seventh elders of the blood building did not hesitate to stand in a row with the eight elders, looking like a sword.
The Eighth Elder was extremely uneasy, Xiao Fan's strength was really not terrifying, and even Dugu Changyi was killed by him, and he deserved to be the disciple he liked.
"You want to be my enemy for this kid?" The impermanence judge coldly looked at the eighth elders and said.
"Yan Luo Mansion can't afford to lose, so don't be embarrassed to try to kill the king!" Before the eighth elders could speak, Xiao Fan suddenly said coldly.
"You!" The impermanence judge was so angry that he almost couldn't hold back his shot.
The eighth elders also looked at Xiao Fan in amazement. You kid really doesn't understand the rules. At this time, you continue to anger the impermanence judge. Isn't this looking for death?
Especially the Eighth Elder, he knew Xiao Fan's identity. If Xiao Fan died here, how would he explain it?
"Am I right? What's wrong with killing him in the Trial of Killing the King?" Xiao Fan smiled coldly, "I'm not afraid to tell you, even if there are no three or four hundred people killed by me in your Yan Luo Mansion, but one or two. There must be a hundred people!"
Hearing this, the impermanence judge in Yan Luo Mansion was completely furious. He walked over with a murderous spirit and shouted angrily: "Blood Old Six, the three of you get out. If you don't kill him today, I am not impermanence."
Feeling the majestic killing intent on the impermanence judge, the eight elders and the three of them looked grim, as if they were facing an enemy.
On the other hand, Xiao Fan looked calm.
"Is he wrong? Since you can't afford to lose, don't come to participate in the Trial of Killing the King to be embarrassing."
At this moment, a cold and very ethereal voice sounded. Upon hearing this voice, the eyes of the Eighth Elders were shocked.
At the same time, the judge of Impermanence trembled all over, and he couldn't help but step back several steps, as if an invisible force was pushing him.
call!
A breeze blew, and in front of the eighth elders three people suddenly appeared in gray robes. It was an old man with white hair, turbid eyes and icy sharp light.
He stood with his hands on his shoulders, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist, standing there, with an unangered and prestigious aura that stunned the surroundings. None of the monks in the room dared to say anything, and the audience was silent.
"Farewell to the host." After a while, the eighth elders suddenly knelt on one knee and cried respectfully.
"I have seen the original Zhuge." The judge of impermanence and others also hurriedly said. They never expected that the original poster of Xuelou would come here in person.
The gray-robed old man remained silent and still turned his back to them. The rickety back gave people a huge pressure.
In the high-altitude light curtain, cultivators shot out from inside from time to time. After a few breaths, the blood was enchanting and bloodless, the crazy wolf and the shadow wind also walked out of the portal.
In addition, Yumian ruthless, Liuli, Wuxin and Yingclaw old people also appeared one after another, all looking at Xiao Fan in surprise, and they all saw the scene where Xiao Fan beheaded Dugu Changyi.
"Master!" When Xue Wujue saw the gray-robed old man, he suddenly knelt before the old man with a thud.
Xiao Fan looked at the back of the gray-robed old man in a puzzled manner, always feeling a little familiar, but he couldn't tell who it was. There seemed to be no such person in his image.
"I clearly heard the teacher's voice just now, how could this old man suddenly appear?" Xiao Fan frowned.
The reason why he dared to speak to the impermanent judge like this was precisely because he heard the voice of the drunkard. Otherwise, even if Xiao Fan was domineering and arrogant, he would not dare to yell with the impermanent judge of Yan Luo Mansion.
Secretly supported by a drunkard, Xiao Fan would be unscrupulous. Moreover, those words just now were exactly what he wanted to say.
"Master, teacher, brother, he's dead!" Xue Wujue said with his eyes red suddenly, and he glanced fiercely at the impermanence judge, Yan Luo Mansion, and the people of Rashomon.
The faces of the impermanence judge and the others sank slightly, as if they had already known the matter, but they were afraid of the strength of the blood building host.
The host of the blood house trembled slightly, and a fierce atmosphere swept out of him, making the six elders of Yan Luo Mansion and Rashomon pale.
However, the murderous aura of the original poster of the blood house disappeared quickly, and everyone was relieved.
"Get up all." The host of the blood building said lightly, and then suddenly turned around and looked at Xiao Fan suddenly. When he looked at each other, Xiao Fan's eyes were instantly sluggish.
"Old, teacher?" Xiao Fan exclaimed directly. Isn't the man in front of him the drunkard?
Although he changed his clothes, Xiao Fan would never forget the familiar face, and there was a wine gourd on the waist of the drunkard.
It wasn't that Xiao Fan had never thought about the identity of the original poster of the Bloody Mansion. He just connected the drunkard with the original manor of the Bloody Mansion, and he felt incredible.
The teacher is the host of the Xuelou, and Xue Wujue calls him Master, so he and Xue Wujue and Zhan Wuji are also brothers?
Xiao Fan looked astonished, he finally understood why he had two recommended places, all of which had something to do with the drunkard.
"Teacher?" Everyone was shocked when Xiao Fan called the teacher of the blood building, this kid turned out to be the student of the blood building?
Even if the blood is enchanting, the crazy wolf and the shadow wind are stunned. They have seen the drunkard, but they have never seen the true face of the drunkard.
The face of the impermanence judge on the opposite side was instantly pale. What he was about to kill just now was actually the disciple of the original poster of the blood house?
"You did a good job." The drunkard gave Xiao Fan a kindly look, and in only five words, he said all the drunkard's evaluation of Xiao Fan.
Envy flashed across Xue Wujue's face, don't read these simple words, but he had never heard the drunkard say to him.
The drunkard slowly turned around, and his eyes fell on the impermanence judge: "You were going to kill my disciple just now?"
"No, the landlord Zhuge misunderstood, I just taught him a lesson." Hearing the words of the drunkard, the judge of Impermanence was agitated, and stepped back several steps.
"Lesson? The apprentice of this poster, is it your turn to teach you?" The drunkard smiled indifferently, with a very disdainful tone. Anyone who knows the drunkard knows that he is very protective of the calf.
Now that Zhan Wuji is dead, how cold is the drunkard's heart, everyone can't imagine, your impermanence judge actually wants to kill his other apprentice?
With a flick of his finger, a stream of light shot out from his fingertips, and the judge of Impermanence turned pale with fright. He wanted to run, but he didn't dare to run, so he could only stand there with cold sweat behind his back.