Chapter 1733: How do you want to die?

The first seven three three chapters how do you want to die?

Hearing that voice, everyone in the hall looked towards the door in unison, but saw a few figures slowly approaching. The figure headed by him was not someone else, it was Xiao Fan.

"A bunch of trash, didn't I say that no one is allowed to come in?" The white-clothed man unintentionally looked at the four guards behind Xiao Fan and exclaimed.

The faces of the four guards were so ugly, they wanted to stop Xiao Fan and the others, but their bodies didn't listen to their orders at all.

The **** enchanting gaze fell on Xiao Fan, and his beautiful eyes flickered. When he looked at Xiao Fan's gaze, there was a hint of surprise on his face.

That look is so familiar!

It's just that when he saw Xiao Fan's face, the color of surprise disappeared instantly, and a trace of worry flashed instead.

Xiao Fan didn't pay attention to Wuxin at all. His cold eyes swept across the surroundings, but the outside light was observing the enchanting blood. He hadn't seen it for several years. The enchanting blood was still so enchanting and charming.

It's just that compared to the previous year, he is a little more mature, and he is quite a superior person in his gestures.

"Didn't you see me doing errands? Don't let them get out!" Wuxin saw that Xiao Fan and the four guards ignored him, and suddenly became very angry.

Feeling the faint aura of Xiao Fan and the others, Wuxin has roughly estimated Xiao Fan and the others' strength, at most, the cultivation base of the War Emperor Realm.

Several cultivators in the battle emperor realm really didn't put it in his eyes. Anyone here could solve the three of them.

Hearing this sound, Jian Luo suddenly raised his brows, and stepped forward to take a shot, but was stopped by Xiao Fan.

"They don't have the right to let anyone go!" Xiao Fan said indifferently. He could see the unintentional cultivation base at a glance, and it was only in the late stage of the battle.

A cultivator in the Saint Realm, Xiao Fan didn't even want to kill him. It's not good to say that a person with such a strength as Wuxin is not worthy of him.

If it hadn't been for him to solve the problem of the Third Yamada Temple at one time, Wuxin would have already had a different body and could not die anymore.

It's just that Xiao Fan didn't expect that he let go of the Wuxin in front of him with a kind thought, but almost made the people of the Third Yama Temple suffer a big loss.

Xiao Fan secretly decided in his heart that if he encounters such an enemy in the future, he will definitely cut the grass and roots. He doesn't want the enemies he let go of endangering the people around him.

Just like the unintentional in front of him, in the second round of the trial of killing the king, Wuxin repeatedly tried to kill him, but Xiao Fan only broke him and gave a lesson, which almost caused today's disaster.

Fortunately, he happened to be here and ran into him at the right time.

"Hurry up, things here have nothing to do with you." Hearing Xiao Fan's words, the enchanting blood yelled quickly. Although she didn't know Xiao Fan and the others, she also knew Xiao Fan and the others were here to save her.

"Since you don't roll, then don't leave!" Wuxin smiled coldly, and released his murderous intent without concealing it. With a wave of his hand, the four figures behind him flickered, immediately surrounding Xiao Fan and the others.

Xiao Fan's expressions were as usual, and they had never looked at the people around them. They only needed a thought to kill these people.

"Unintentional, right?" Xiao Fan finally said, "Xue Wujue believes in you and gave you a chance to join the Asura Palace. Did you avenge your gratitude like this? Back then, Xiao Fan spared you. You were not grateful for Dade, but ungrateful? "

"What are you, what right do you have to teach me here? Xiao Fan killed my sister and cut me off. I can't overkill his whole family!" Wuxin scolded.

Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and shook his head helplessly. This unintentional was already hopeless.

However, instead of doing anything, he remained silent, as if waiting for something.

"What are you trying to do, kill him!" Wuxin glared at his person coldly and shouted.

In his opinion, killing a few warrior monks was as simple as pinching ants to death.

The few people surrounding Xiao Fan heard the words, all rushed towards Xiao Fan, killing intent, and the terrifying spirit power aura instantly enveloped the entire courtyard.

"Let me see who dares to do it!" Suddenly, a burst of explosion came from outside the door. The next moment, several figures flickered and appeared in the courtyard instantly.

A smile appeared on Xiao Fan's face, and when he turned his head, he saw a dozen figures standing not far away, but Xiao Fan's gaze instantly fell on one of the black-clothed teenagers, who had just led them. Teenager in black.

When Xiao Fan looked away, the black-clothed boy also happened to look at him, nodding slightly, with a little sorry expression in his eyes.

"Wuxin, you are really guilty of ambition. You have turned your head in less than a year after Master Yan Luo left?" A black-clothed old man led by Wuxin said coldly.

Xiao Fan also recognized the black-clothed old man. He still remembered that his name was Xue Ming. He was the eighth elder of the Blood Building, and he had taken Xiao Fan and the others to the third round of the Trial of Killing the King.

What Xiao Fan didn't expect was that Xue Ming had now broken through to the middle stage of the Battle Saint Realm, and Xiao Fan couldn't help feeling in his heart. After several years, things had already gone wrong.

"Elder Xue Ming, what good is it for you to follow Xue Wujue? It's better to follow me. From now on, I will be Palace Master of Yan Luo Mansion, and you will be Vice Palace Master, okay?"

Wuxin was not afraid, but a faint smile appeared, as if he had known that Blood Ming and the others would come, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Hmph, Yan Luo Mansion is gone, now there is only Shura Palace, you want to rebuild Yan Luo Mansion, wishful thinking!" Xue Minghan said, they are all people from the blood building, naturally only convinced that blood is inexhaustible.

"Then there is nothing to say." Wuxin shrugged, her face cold in vain, and with a wave of probing hands, dozens of figures flashed around suddenly, plus those twenty or thirty, there were already hundreds of people, everyone took The courtyard was completely enclosed.

Xue Ming and the others glanced at the surrounding cultivators, their expressions were extremely embarrassing. There were only a dozen of them, but the unintentional party had as many as hundreds. Obviously, they had long been waiting for them to join the trap.

Although all of them are in the battle sacred realm, the unintentional cultivators also have many battle sacred realms, and the others are also in the battle emperor realm. If they really want to fight together, their side is bound to be no opponent.

"Blood enchanting, as long as you promise to be my woman, I will let them go, how about?" Wuxin grinned.

"Impossible!" Before Xue Wujue could speak, Xue Wujue didn't even want to meditate, and directly scolded.

"Huh!" Wuxin snorted coldly, and stared at Wuxin coldly, "Old stuff, I wanted to clean up you a long time ago, Xiaoye is kind, give you a chance, how do you want to die?"

The voice fell, a violent aura rushed towards the blood, Wuxin's aura seemed to have instantly crossed the boundary of the late stage of the Battle Saint Realm.

"Huh?" Xiao Fan's eyes trembled suddenly, as if he had caught something instantly.

At that moment, another spirit power aura burst out of Wuxin. This breath did not belong to Wuxin at all, and Xiao Fan felt like he had encountered it somewhere.

As soon as his mind moved, a faint breath burst out from Xiao Fan, instantly blocking Wuxin's aura, staring at Wuxin coldly, "Who are you?"

Xiao Fan's words startled Wuxin, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the same was true of other people, they had never expected Xiao Fan to be so strong.

"Boy, are you looking for death too?" Wuxin said again.

"No matter who you are, the Asura Palace is not something you can get involved." Xiao Fan answered the question, and suddenly walked towards Wuxin step by step, and said indifferently: "How do you want to die?"