Chapter 2372: Teach me to be a man? (Five more)

Xiao Fan didn't change his expression and didn't mean to be afraid. He looked at Huangfu Wenfeng coldly with his sword, paying attention to each other's every move.

Suddenly, the Deity Killing in his body trembled slightly, and Xiao Fan was frightened. What surprised him was that Deity Killing had drawn a trace of black mist from his body.

"Poison gas?" Xiao Fan's heart sank. From beginning to end, he didn't know how Huangfu's style of writing was poisoned, even he was accidentally caught.

This poison may not be fatal, but it will definitely affect his combat power.

I have to say that Huangfu's method of poisoning is very strong, not to mention the monks of the same rank, even if the cultivation base is higher than him, he may accidentally be recruited.

Fortunately, Killing God was able to detect the existence of poison gas in time, and Xiao Fan could escape the catastrophe.

Seeing Xiao Fan unmoved, Huangfu Wenfeng's face showed a faint smile, as if the conspiracy had succeeded.

Suddenly, Huangfu's style of writing flashed, and when the long sword was swung, the endless sword energy bloomed, strangling towards Xiao Fan, extremely powerful.

Xiao Fan woke up in an instant. The previous Huangfu style of writing had blocked Long Feiyu's blow, and he did not dare to underestimate it.

"Annihilation!"

Xiao Fan gave a soft sigh, raised his hand, and the gray sword aura bloomed again, but compared to the previous one, the aura was more frightening, as if he was about to cut Huangfu's style with a sword.

At the same time, Xiao Fan's body quickly followed, annihilating the sword qi, strangling everything, swallowing everything, and Xiao Fan's figure arrived in front of Huangfu Wenfeng in just a short time to breathe.

Huangfu's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Xiao Fan with an incredible expression: "Why are you all right?"

"What do you mean?" Xiao Fan grinned, but Long Sword didn't mean to stop, taking Huangfu Wenfeng's chest straight.

With a bang, Huangfu blocked him with a long sword when his style was rushed, shook off Xiao Fan's sword energy, stepped on the mysterious footwork, and flashed to the side.

"Want to run?" Xiao Fan sneered. He didn't make a move, and naturally he had to teach Huangfu a lesson.

"Royal!"

With a soft drink in his heart, countless dense black whirlpools suddenly appeared in Xiao Fan's body, and the horrible strangulation aura shattered the void, extremely terrifying.

Although Huangfu's style of writing is fast, the gap with Xiao Fan is not so big, how can he escape the strangulation of the black vortex.

For a time, a gust of wind blew up between the heavens and the earth, ringing in the ears, an apocalyptic scene.

When Huangfu's writing style was frightened, the long sword in his hand danced wildly, and a storm of sword energy was set off centered on him, trying to break the black whirlpool's strangulation.

However, he underestimated the power of the black vortex. A black vortex used to be able to kill the early stage of the ordinary ancient god, but now it has broken through the middle stage of the ancient **** realm, and its power has doubled.

What's more, Xiao Fan is now able to control hundreds of black vortexes, with incredible power, and even the peak of the ancient gods may not be able to escape, let alone Huangfu's style of writing.

Although Huangfu's style of writing is a genius, he is far from Xiao Fan's opponent in terms of combat power.

Puff puff! The blood flowers bloomed in the void, and then were swallowed by the black vortex. The divine power that Xiao Fan consumed was quickly replenished, relatively speaking, the consumption was not very large.

On the other hand, Huangfu's style of writing, under the strangulation of the black whirlpool, seemed to be more and more embarrassed, blood dripping and flesh and blood tossing.

Xiao Fan put away the Shura sword, condescendingly, looking coldly at Huangfu's style of writing, who was only left with the power of resistance, his eyes were full of disdain.

But he didn't mean to kill Huangfu Wenfeng, otherwise, Huangfu Wenfeng would have been a dead person.

Outside, the crowd stared at the sky, and they were all overwhelmed by Xiao Fan's supernatural powers, and they only felt a panic.

"What kind of supernatural power is this, why is it so terrible?"

"Isn't Xiao Fan still the peak of the Heavenly God Realm last time? Why is it so strong now?"

"Long Feiyu is not the opponent of Huangfu's style, and now Xiao Fan seems to be pressing Huangfu's style. Doesn't it mean that Xiao Fan is much stronger than Huangfu's style?"

The crowd was shocked by Xiao Fan's strength, and his eyes were filled with awe.

Yu Wenxian's expression was slightly condensed, his hands in his sleeves clenched his fists, and he made a creaking sound. Since losing to Xiao Fan last time, he had dreamed of killing Xiao Fan.

But now, even with the strength that Xiao Fan showed, he felt a little frightened, and the chance of killing Xiao Fan was too slim.

He also heard about Xiao Fan's destruction of the Xuantian Sword Sect and the Gu Ling Sect, and he still had some unbelief in his heart.

However, Yu Wenxian finally understands now that he is still too small for Xiao Fan.

"Xiao Fan!" Thinking of this, Yu Wenxian roared in his heart, his eyes were extremely red, and he couldn't wait to rush up immediately and jointly destroy Xiao Fan with Huangfu Wenfeng.

"It's no wonder that he even ignored the inheritance of ancestors. His strength has already come to the front of us. It is the people of Tianwu Shenshan, which is nothing more than that." Long Feiyu whispered.

boom!

Suddenly, a blood-colored figure shot out from the black vortex and smashed down into the mountains.

Almost at the same time, the high-altitude black vortex disappeared, and a figure was immediately exposed. When seeing that figure, everyone was shocked.

"Xiao Fan won?" The crowd exclaimed. Although they had guessed the ending, they still couldn't calm down when they saw Xiao Fan's breezy appearance.

Huangfu's style of writing is a genius in Tianyouyu, and Xiao Fan defeated him so easily. Didn't Xiao Fan show his full strength?

"Young Master!" The face of the cultivator in Tianyouyu changed drastically, and several people rushed downwards at a swift speed.

When the crowd looked at it, they found a **** figure lying in a large hole on the ground. If they could not feel the weak breathing of that figure, they would definitely think that Huangfu Wenfeng was dead.

When many people saw this scene, the corners of their lips twitched, and they couldn't help sighing inwardly, Xiao Fan was really not so cruel, and only one breath left Huangfu's style of writing.

After a long time, the eyes of the crowd fell on Xiao Fan, and their eyes were filled with awe.

If I was a little unhappy with Xiao Fan before, but after witnessing what happened today, I guess no one would dare to trouble Xiao Fan in the future.

"Teach me to be a man? You are worthy to teach me how to be a man?" Xiao Fan said, his tone extremely cold.

If this is not outside Tianwu Shenshan, Xiao Fan would definitely not mind killing Huangfu Wenfeng. In his eyes, Huangfu Wenfeng is not worthy of being his opponent, how can he be worthy of teaching him to be a man?

Huangfu Wenfeng couldn't move his body, so he could only stare at Xiao Fan with a grin. Senhan spit out a sentence: "Whoever you are, I will kill you!"

Today’s humiliation, Huangfu’s style of writing will never endure silently. The Tianwu Region is only the weakest region around. If he suffers humiliation here, without killing Xiao Fan, how will he raise his head to see people in Tianyou Region in the future?

"Kill me?" Xiao Fan said with a playful sneer on his face, and suddenly said coldly, "You are not qualified enough. If I were in a good mood today, I wouldn't mind killing you!"

The words fell, and the terrible murderous aura swept out. The monks who were supporting Huangfu Wenfeng couldn't help shaking. Huangfu Wenfeng spit out a few blood again and passed out directly.

Xiao Fan's eyes showed fierce light, and he glanced at the other cultivators in Tianyouyu fiercely, and he reprimanded: "Don't run to Tianwuyu to be ashamed, get out!" There was an explosive force in the words, Tianyouyu The monk only felt his internal organs tumbling, and he hurriedly controlled the Shenzhou, and instantly disappeared into the sky.