Chapter 881: Do you think I am playing with them?

Chapter 881 Do you think I am playing with them?
Hearing what Ling Bingdie said, Xiao Fan wanted to laugh. He had to say that this Ling Bingdie was more difficult than he thought, not only self-reliant, but also extremely insidious.
I am not my opponent, now I want to mobilize others?
Besides, even if other people dared to make a move, would Xiao Fan be afraid?
"Miss Bingdie was right. Xiao Fan insulted my holy city family time and time again. If it weren't for the generosity of my holy city, how could he live to the present."
"Yes, such a defiant person deserves to die. First offends the Lei family, then offends the Gongsun family, the Wu family, and the Lin family. It's just that these families are too lazy to see him, but he really regards him as his own arrogant capital, let him go on , Others thought I was unmanned in the unparalleled holy city."
"I'm just an outsider. I really think I'm an ancient genius? If you want to die, you can fulfill him."
"As long as Miss Bingdie has a word, we will go together and kill him! No matter how strong he is, do you dare to commit public anger and kill us?"
Many people in the crowd yelled, and the scene was boiling and noisy. The terrible murderous aura bloomed from many people, all of which locked Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan's expression was very calm, Gu Jing had no waves, and he was still indifferent. These people had not been placed in his Xiao Fan's hands.
"I, Ling Bingdie, promised here to kill Xiao Fan's people, reward 500,000 best soul stones, and get a promise from my Ling family. As long as my Ling family can do it, I will never shirk." Ling Bingdie was satisfied with the reaction of the surrounding monks, and then spread the four directions again.
She looked at Xiao Fan with a cold and merciless gaze, as if she was looking at a dead person.
In order to kill Xiao Fan, Ling Bingdie did his best. The Ling Family's promise was even more tempting than tens of millions of the best soul stones.
Now, how many people in the world can get so many soul stones, and how many people can get the promise of the Ling family?
"If I kill Xiao Fan, I can let my family enter the Great Heaven."
"If I kill Xiao Fan, I will definitely beg to join the Ling family and give me the Ninth-Rank Cultivation Technique and combat skills."
"Even if Xiao Fan can't be killed, it must be divided into Xiao Fan's corpse. Even if you don't get 500,000 Supreme Soul Stones, you can change them more or less."
Many cultivators in the crowd began to talk to themselves, fantasizing about what rewards should be exchanged for the Ling Family's promise after killing Xiao Fan.
"kill!"
Ling Bingdie felt that the crowd was irritated, and the momentum was soaring. It had reached its peak. It was a good time to kill Xiao Fan, and suddenly shouted angrily.
Hearing the words, the surrounding cultivators rushed towards Xiao Fan without hesitation, 500,000 soul stones of the best quality, and the favor of the Ling family was enough to make many people desperate.
No matter what the cost of their lives, once Xiao Fan was lucky enough to kill Xiao Fan, it would be ascend to the sky in one step, and not only did they ascend to the sky in one step, but also their relatives and even the entire family.
Although many people know that Xiao Fan is not easy to kill, they are all willing to gamble because they are thinking in their hearts, what if you kill him?
In fact, everyone is a gambler, although most of them are at or above the Battle Emperor level, and there are even many Battle Emperor levels, but everyone has an expectation in their hearts, expecting something better.
And now is an opportunity, they will not miss it naturally.
Seeing the dense figures rushing towards him, Xiao Fan didn't panic. Instead, he sneered, slowly spreading his palm, and the Shura Sword appeared in his hand instantly.
"It's been a long time since I've been drinking blood, let you drink enough today, but their blood is a bit dirty, don't dislike it." Xiao Fan whispered to the Shura sword, as if talking to an old friend .
The Shura sword trembled slightly, as if feeling Xiao Fan's emotions at the moment, the killing aura bloomed, and the white sword body instantly turned bloody, as if stained with blood.
"Let's start then." Xiao Fan smiled slightly.
"Roar!" At this time, Xiao Jin let out a soft roar, and intense excitement flashed in his eyes. The soul beast was bloodthirsty, but Xiao Jin had been following Xiao Fan, suppressing its nature deep in his heart.
"Xiao Jin, look at that Ling Bingdie, if she makes a move, as long as she doesn't die, you can do whatever you want." Xiao Fan shook his head and walked forward step by step.
"Give me to die!" At this moment, several sword auras approached Xiao Fan, and several people were fast, and a few breaths appeared in front of Xiao Fan, as if they were a step late. Can't kill Xiao Fan in general.
In their eyes, Xiao Fan's fate was no longer fate, but the promise of 500,000 best soul stones and the Ling family.
"The rhythm of the sword."
Xiao Fan whispered, and the Shura sword slowly swung, pulling a sword flower. The speed seemed slow, but it was so fast that ordinary people couldn't see it at all.
Buzzing~
White rays of light bloomed in the void, and in just an instant, it turned into countless sword qi strangling the void, thousands of sword qi densely covered the void, almost inevitable.
Now Xiao Fan has reorganized the combat skills he has understood. The power of the rhythm of the sword is by no means weaker than the eighth-rank advanced combat skills, and it is still a group attack combat skill.
"Ah~" As the sword aura bloomed, bursts of horrible screams sounded in the void. From a distance, blood shot from the void and merged with the sword aura, forming an extremely picture.
In the picture, dozens of monks were strangled by sword qi, shot all over with blood, and many of them had their limbs cut off, making painful and screaming shouts.
After a few breaths, the surroundings returned to calm. With Xiao Fan as the center, within the range of eighty feet, all were broken arms and limbs. The strange thing was that there was no drop of blood in the void.
Seeing this scene, the crowd sucked in air, and their hearts trembled violently.
One sword, just one sword, killed fifty or sixty cultivators, and all of them were at or above the Battle Emperor realm.
"Xiao Fan, you actually killed them!" In the distance, Ling Bingdie looked at Xiao Fan in horror. He originally thought that Xiao Fan didn't dare to commit anger, so he would just dodge at best.
But no one would have thought that Xiao Fan would slaughter those people without hesitation, beheading fifty or sixty people with a single sword, this is simply a of murder.
When other people saw this, most of them showed fear. They were very grateful that they were slow and did not have time to rush up. Otherwise, they might have died with the sword just now.
"Do you think I am playing with you?" Xiao Fan smiled indifferently, licked his lips, showing an evil smile.
There was no emotional fluctuation in those eyes, let alone these fifty or sixty monks, even five or six hundred, five or six thousand?
Xiao Fan is a person who understands the second level of Asura's will. How strong is his disposition. For those who want to kill him, how can he put the life and death of these people in his eyes?
"Continue!" Xiao Fan grinned, as if he was not killing at all, but talking and laughing.
Go on, how to continue, continue to be killed by you? Many people do not dare to get close to the slightest.
The 500,000 best-quality soul stone and the Ling family's favor are of course important, but they also have to be killed.
"Xiao Fan, you dare to kill innocent people indiscriminately. You are a demon. Everyone should be punishable." Ling Bingdie's cry came again at this time, "Just kill Xiao Fan and you will get 100 The Ling Family’s promise is still valid for the Wanji Soul Stone!"