Chapter 95: Ambush

After a few more days, Xiao Fan practiced in the lake water for several days, and his cultivation was completely stabilized. At this time, the little witches also woke up from their concentration.

"Everyone has broken through." Xiao Fan smiled. In more than a month, Fatty, Little Witch, and Xiao Jin all broke through to the late stage of the battle, and Ling Feng has entered the ranks of the top of the battle in the past few days.

With the strength of a few people, it can be considered self-protection.

"Lao San, tell me honestly, what benefits have you got?" The fat man stared at Xiao Fan unconvinced.

"It's nothing, just a magic weapon and a combat skill." Xiao Fan shrugged, not planning to hide a few people.

Although Xiao Fan was very satisfied with the Shura sword and the nameless combat skills, he was still somewhat lost. After all, he passed on to the Emperor of War.

Before a few people reacted, Xiao Fan directly took out the combat skills and the Shura sword. Everyone took the combat skills and looked at a loss. They could not see through.

It was the Shura sword. Fatty couldn't hide the love in his eyes when he saw it at first sight, and said, "The third one, how is this sword given to me? From now on, the life of the second brother will be yours."

Xiao Fan curled his lips, and the fat man could say unscrupulously that he wanted the Shura sword, but it made Xiao Fan feel a little warmth in his heart, because he was treated as a brother.

However, is the Shura sword so easy to control?

"As long as you can use it, how can it be done for you?" Xiao Fan smiled. It is not easy for him to refuse, so he can only let the fat man retreat.

"Really?" The fat man immediately started gearing up his hands, his saliva almost flowed out. He was originally a foundry master, and he had a heartfelt love for magic soldiers.

"Not a second word." Xiao Fan directly inserted the Shura sword into the ground.

Upon seeing this, the fat man suddenly seemed to be beaten with blood, and his right hand grabbed towards Shura. When his hand was only an inch away from the Shura sword, a **** sword aura whizzed out from the blade.

It was too late, then soon, the fat man retracted his palm without hesitation, and his body suddenly moved back.

Even so, it still took a long time, the palm of his hand was pierced by sword qi, blood was sprayed, the fat man sat on the ground in fright, staring at the Shura sword with horror.

"What a heavy killing spirit!" Ling Feng's pupils shrank, and she unconsciously stepped back a few steps. The little witch was also frightened and her face turned pale, Xiao Jin roared, her hair all over.

"This sword has nothing to do with me." It took a long time for the fat man to recover and sighed.

"Lao San, this sword is probably not easy, it's better not to be easily exposed." Ling Feng frowned, staring at Asura Sword Dao.

"Okay." Xiao Fan's face sank slightly when he heard the words. He thought of the **** scene he saw at the time. The people who died under the Shura Sword didn't know where Fan was. He knew that someone would be able to recognize it.

"Leave first, it doesn't make much sense to stay here." Ling Feng turned and walked in the direction he came.

"I hope Sun Jue is still there." There was a fierce flash in the fat man's eyes, and he appeared energetic when he broke through the late stage of the Zhan Zun.

It took several hours to come, but it only took half an hour to go back. A few people climbed along the cliff to the top of the waterfall, but it was not difficult for them in the Battle Venerable realm.

When they came to the edge of the cave, they didn't find Sun Jue. Could it be that they had already left?

Several people released their battle souls, passed through the waterfall, and instantly appeared at the entrance of the cave. Their soul power was released, but they were still not found for a few days.

"It's not here." The fat man snorted coldly.

"For more than a month, they will definitely not stay here stupidly." The little witch said.

Xiao Fan and Ling Feng said nothing, they looked at each other, and gave each other a look. Sun Jue and his party were not here, but it didn't mean they had left.

After all, by blocking them here, they can escape back into the soul world at any time.

"Everyone, be careful." Ling Feng reminded.

Xiao Fan and Xiaojin walked in the forefront, their soul power bloomed, and they were always paying attention to the movement in front of them. Once they found any of them, several people fled into the soul world for the first time.

However, what surprised Xiao Fan was that he was extremely quiet along the way, but Xiao Fan did not dare to relax. The quieter, the more dangerous sometimes.

"Haha, finally came out." The fat man appeared at the entrance of the cave and took a few breaths greedily. He was too suffocated in the cave passage.

"boom!"

When Xiao Fan and the others appeared at the entrance of the cave, there was a loud noise, the cave collapsed suddenly, and a breath of terror swept from all directions.

Xiao Fan's complexion changed wildly and wanted to escape back, but it was too late. Looking at the figures around, Xiao Fan knew that they had been ambushed.

"It's been more than a month, and you can finally give it up." A cold voice sounded, and Sun Jue was walking towards them step by step, with a cruel smile on his face.

"Sun Jue, this time Xiaoye must have beaten you and your father doesn't even know him." The fat man walked along and was about to rush to kill him.

However, as soon as he took a step, he was held by Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan's eyes swept around coldly, and he said: "Patriarch Sun, since he is here, come out."

Patriarch Sun? When the fat people heard the words, their faces showed horror.

Sun Ting unexpectedly came. Although a few of them broke through to the late stage and peak of the Warlord, Sun Ting is the Warlord Realm. They are no different from the ants in front of the Warlord.

Sure enough, as soon as Xiao Fan's words fell, a figure walked out of the forest with a playful smile on his face, staring at Xiao Fan's meaningful words: "Of all the juniors, you make this king the most admirable, as long as you get what you get If you hand over things and join my grandson's family again, this king will forget the blame."

Xiao Fan looked disdainful. If Sun Ting's words were credible, there were so many fights and kills under that day.

If you really give things to him, his few will only die faster. However, he also knows that his few of them will be impossible to escape, so he simply disgusts Sun Ting and said: "He will not even be held accountable for murder. Up?"

Hearing Xiao Fan's words, a thick murderous intent flashed deep in Sun Ting's eyes, but he quickly recovered calm and said, "Don't pursue it."

Xiao Fan was surprised. Sun Ting could really endure it, and said, "What if I want your son to die?"

"Are you playing the king?" Sun Ting's face sank, how could he not understand that Xiao Fan was playing him.

"Aren't you playing us too?" Xiao Fan's expression was cold. Perhaps in Sun Ting's eyes, the weak have no dignity, but in Xiao Fan's eyes, death is not terrible. What's terrible is that he doesn't even have the courage to face the strong.

"Hmph, since you are looking for death, no wonder this king, killing you, things still belong to this king." Then, Sun Ting's momentum bloomed, faintly intertwined with thunder and lightning, and the white thunder and lightning made a crackling sound, which was extremely ear-piercing.

Xiao Fan, four people and one beast back to back, looked around guardingly, even if they must die, they would never wait for death.

"The dignified King of War, it would be too shameless to shoot against a few juniors." Suddenly, a tepid voice sounded in the void.