Chapter 3511: you lose

Xiao Fan instantly thought of a possibility, that is, Luo Nantian and Luo Wushang grandfather and grandson, maybe they are not dead at all, they are like themselves, just entered the Jiuyou Hell in the form of soul.

But in this way, doesn't it prove that besides oneself, there are others who control the entrance of Jiuyou Hell?

As the master of Jiuyou Hell, Jiuyou Demon Lord, it is impossible for him not to know this.

Moreover, since he knew this, why did he acquiesce in it?

Suddenly, Xiao Fan's mind was full of doubts.

"Boy, my grandfather has promised you, now, you can let it talk." Luo Wushang said when Xiao Fan was silent, and said with arrogance.

Luo Nantian's arrival made him confident.

"Everyone, step back some distance first, so as not to be injured by this knife." Luo Nantian looked at everyone and said with a slight smile.

When the crowd heard the words, wherever they dared to stand still, they retreated toward the rear.

Almost at the same time, Luo Nantian waved his probing hand, and the crystal mask that sealed the Golden Bone Emperor suddenly turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

Huhu!

A wave of sharp sword anger roared out, rushing towards all directions, and the void made bursts of sound.

Xiao Fan was the first to bear the brunt, being flooded by waves of golden knives, feeling a tingling sensation all over his body.

The surrounding monks also suffered a strong impact, but they were suppressed within a certain range by Luo Nantian. Luo Nantian's hand made many monks admire.

Seeing Xiao Fan being submerged by the golden wave of knives, many people couldn't help but laugh.

"Didn't that kid say that he is the owner of the golden knife, he won't be cut by his own knife?"

"Haha, return his own knife, that kid is self-righteous, even dare to knock the bamboo pole of Tianqi Pavilion, there is nothing he can't do, and he deserves it if he died!"

"It's a death if you lose anyway. It's better to die under the aura of a golden knife. It's also decent."

The crowd was not optimistic that Xiao Fan could surrender the Golden Sword, let alone let the Golden Sword speak.

The golden knife-gang air wave was stronger than the other. Everyone couldn't see what happened in the knife wave, even Luo Nantian couldn't see the slightest.

Although Luo Nantian's face was old, his eyes were extremely sharp, staring at the waves of the knife.

"Grandpa, as far as I can see, this slanderous guy is probably dead under the knife wave." Luo Wushang smiled.

He had tried to control the golden sword before, but he failed completely.

Luo Wushang determined that no one could control this sword except for the half-step Saint Venerable Realm.

Even a half-step cultivator of the Holy Venerable Realm would have to pay a great price to control it.

Xiao Fan was the pinnacle of the Saint Emperor Realm. It was almost impossible for Xiao Fan to surrender the Golden Sword.

No one in the crowd is optimistic about Xiao Fan, they are quietly waiting for the wave of the sword to calm down.

Time slowly passed, and half a cup of tea soon passed.

Huhu!

At this time, the countless golden sword-gang air waves in the void suddenly and slowly receded, instantly attracting the attention of the crowd.

"In half a cup of tea, I guess there is no more scum left." Luo Wushang chuckled.

However, as soon as the voice fell, the smile on Luo Wushang's face instantly froze, and his eyes trembled suddenly.

"He's not dead!" Someone in the crowd also said in horror.

In front of them, stood a figure in a black robe, who else could be beside Xiao Fan?

At this moment, Xiao Fan seemed to be slightly injured. He stood there calmly, his eyes falling on the golden sword on the stone pillar.

The golden knives are suspended in the void, and the whole body blooms with golden light, like dense golden knives.

Immediately afterwards, all the golden knives were restrained, and the golden knives suddenly fell firmly on the stone pillars.

"Boy, didn't you let him talk? It took you so long, don't tell me, you made a mistake!" Luo Wushang broke the bottleneck and looked at Xiao Fan with a sneer.

The crowd shook their heads secretly.

This golden knife is no different from before, let alone let it speak, it is probably impossible to control it.

Xiao Fan has already lost this gambling fight!

"Yan Luo, it's up to you to see if you die now! This is the fate of being defiant." The Ming ruthless in the crowd couldn't help but yell.

He couldn't kill Xiao Fan, but it didn't mean that Tianqi Pavilion couldn't kill Xiao Fan either.

Now even the master of Tianqi Pavilion is here, and as the notary of this gambling fight, it is related to the honor of Tianqi Pavilion, how could Luo Nantian let Xiao Fan go?

"Naturally I am not mistaken, this knife belongs to me." Xiao Fan said with his hands held down, looking at Luo Wushang with confidence.

He said that he was talking to Luo Wushang, but he was actually talking to Luo Nantian. Xiao Fan was too lazy to take a look at things like Luo Wushang and Ming Wuqing.

"You said so much, but let this knife speak." Luo Wushang said with disdain.

"Golden Bone, he wants you to talk, please satisfy him." Xiao Fan looked at Jin Dao lightly.

Puff!

When the crowd saw this, many people couldn't help but laugh.

Although the treasure sword is alive, it is only alive. It can communicate with the master's mind and let it speak, not to mention the Holy Emperor Realm, even the Holy Venerable Realm may not be able to make it do it.

Luo Wushang looked at Xiao Fan like a fool, and was ready to kill Xiao Fan.

"Yes, master!"

Just when everyone thought Xiao Fan was bound to die, the golden knife suddenly shot out, suspended in front of Xiao Fan, and respectfully worshipped Xiao Fan.

Everyone was dumbfounded at this scene.

Did you really speak?

If one person hears it, it may be a mistake, but if so many people here see it together, it will not be a mistake, right?

Moreover, the golden knife was suspended in front of Xiao Fan, and everyone saw this scene clearly.

"Impossible, it is fake." Luo Wushang yelled, not daring to accept this fact, "He must have used some method to control the golden knife."

Xiao Fan looked indifferent, as if he had known that Luo Wushang would not give up. He looked at Jin Dao lightly and said, "Golden Bone, tell it."

"Yes, master." The Golden Bone Emperor cooperated very well with Xiao Fan's performance. He turned his blade and said: "Luo Wushang, you were deceived by Ji Xuntian. He is not my master at all. He took me from the master. That stole it and sealed me."

"Ji Xuntian? Damn!" Luo Wushang suddenly recovered, looking for Ji Xuntian's figure in the crowd.

But Ji Xuntian had long since disappeared, he had already secretly left the moment Xiao Fan appeared alive.

"Luo Wushang, you lost!" Xiao Fan didn't care about Luo Wushang's emotions, spreading his palms, the Golden Bone Emperor suddenly fell into Xiao Fan's hands.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Fan turned and looked at Luo Nan Tiandao faintly: "If you want to come to Pavilion Master Luo, will he keep his promise?"

Commitment?

That is ten times the compensation plus revenge. Let alone revenge, the compensation alone is no ordinary terror. When everyone heard the words, the corners of their mouths twitched wildly, and their eyes fell on Luo Nantian in unison.