Xiao Fan looked at the waiter weirdly. If you are afraid, I am afraid. Why are you still shaking when you say sothing? With so many people here, can I still kill you?
However, when he heard the next sentence, he finally knew why the waiter was so afraid of him, even he himself was stuck in place.
"Xiao, Xiao Fan, one thousand two hundred and one points!" The waiter looked at Xiao Fan in fear, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and finally tremblingly reported a number.
"Not just one thousand two hundred and one..." Xiao Fan waved his hand indifferently.
But before he finished speaking, his eyes glared suddenly. Obviously he himself was taken aback. He looked at the waiter in surprise and said, "How much did you say?"
Xiao Fan's move directly scared the waiter to the ground, looking at him in fear, but he couldn't say a word.
"One thousand two hundred and one points?!" At this mont, Qing Ming behind Xiao Fan suddenly read out a series of numbers in horror, and the gaze that looked at Xiao Fan changed again.
"One, one thousand two hundred and one points?!"
There were also so of the monks standing in the rear shuddering, and their faces were full of fear, especially those who had just mocked Xiao Fan. They wanted to slap themselves severely.
One thousand two hundred and one points, each point represents the life of a Heavenly God Realm, doesn't this an that Xiao Fan killed one thousand two hundred and one person?
Kill God!
People suddenly thought of a word in their minds. After searching for a long ti, they only found this word to describe Xiao Fan.
This series of numbers centered on Xiao Fan and quickly spread to all directions. The eyes of the crowd were all converging towards Xiao Fan, and their faces were all shocked.
"Is this really human? One thousand two hundred and one points, but one thousand two hundred and one gods, all killed by him?"
"Even if more than a thousand people stand there and let him kill, they will kill him for a long ti. How did he do it?"
"Kill God! This is the real God of Killer. No wonder he even dared to kill Xuan Baiyi. This seems to be the first ti he has broken a thousand points since so many contests for the gods list.
"I didn't know it before, but it's definitely the first ti in the past thousands of years. I rember that the most in a thousand years has received 300 points, which is already extrely scary."
"Yes, there are only 30 days in the first round. Three hundred people have to kill ten people every day. He has 1,201 points. Wouldn't it be necessary to kill forty people a day?"
"I rember that this ti the Celestial Ranking Tournant seed to be attended by 12,000 people. Doesn't it an that he killed almost one-tenth by himself? Hiss~"
The crowd was horrified to the extre, and the air-conditioning voice kept ringing.
At this mont, not only the contestants, but also the older generation of monks were also moved, and their eyes towards Xiao Fan were full of awe and fear.
Not far from Xiao Fan, there was a young girl in a white short skirt standing, looking at Xiao Fan in amazent. She was very dissatisfied and said: "One thousand two hundred and one, it's just his subordinates. That's it! After the second round, I want to see if you can leave alive!"
Not to ntion them, even Xiao Fan had a dumbfounded look. He rembered killing a few hundred people at most, and the points he got were about four hundred.
But he didn't expect that there would be a thousand and one hundred and one wisps of unowned life in his fate divine crystal.
In this way, even if you want to be low-key, you can't be low-key.
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan couldn't help looking at the crazy wolf, Jun Ruohuan and Zhuo Tianhong. The three of them looked innocent, while the ghosts and Shen Tianyao on the side were shocked.
"How many people did you kill?" Xiao Fan couldn't help but transmit voice to several people.
"The people I killed, plus what they originally had in their fate **** crystals, are almost a hundred strands of Wuzhu fate." Jun Ruohuan thought for a while.
He is a careful and cautious person. When he rged with the fate of others, he checked the number of masterless life elents in the fate of god.
"I got almost four hundred strands, plus your one hundred, it's only five hundred, what about the remaining seven hundred?" Xiao Fan asked again.
"I killed one hundred and twenty-one people. I didn't look at the number of Wuzhu Mingyuan. There should be about three hundred." The mad wolf shrugged innocently, and looked indifferent, as if it was not a human being killed.
"Even so, there are still four hundred?" Xiao Fan was speechless for a while, the mad wolf's realm may not be so good, but if he is asked to kill, it is estimated that the peak of the gods is not his opponent.
This ti, he was in the midst of fighting, and once again stepped into a small realm, breaking through to the late stage of the Heavenly God Realm.
"My son, I..." Zhuo Tianhong hesitated, as if he was embarrassed to say sothing.
"Zhuo Tianhong, can you please , no matter how many people you kill, the son will not bla you." The mad wolf looked at Zhuo Tianhong with contempt.
"I killed six people." Zhuo Tianhong thought for a while and said embarrassedly.
"Six?" Xiao Fan almost called out, looking at Zhuo Tianhong with a look of disbelief.
Ghosts believe you!
Jun Ruohuan, Crazy Wolf, Ghost Tianchou and Shen Tianyao looked at Zhuo Tianhong with contempt. Can killing six people get four hundred Wuzhu life?
If this is the case, doesn't it an that so many people don't have to die in the Celestial Ranking Tournant?
"It's true, I'm sure that only six people were killed, but I stole 400 wisps of no master life from soone else." Zhuo Tianhong showed anxious expression on his face, as if he was afraid of being blad by Xiao Fan.
"Steal?" Xiao Fan was dumbfounded. Isn't this Wuzhu Mingyuan in the Fate Crystal, how did you steal it?
Zhuo Tianhong thought Xiao Fan was blaming him for killing so many people, and quickly said: "My son, I really didn't kill so many people. Those four hundred Wuzhu Mingyuan was really stolen, but you can rest assured that I am not a living person who stole. It was stolen from the fate of the gods, they couldn't find out!"
rest assured? Don't worry about your sister!
Can't find it yet?
Seeing Zhuo Tianhong's ashad look, Xiao Fan almost couldn't help but rushed up and kicked him viciously. This guy actually stole four hundred Wuzhu life yuan. Is this trying to kill him? ?
Low-key! What is low-key?
I tell you ti and ti again, unless others bully yourself, you still have to be low-key, but are you low-key?
One thousand two hundred and one points, but it's equivalent to one thousand two hundred and one lives, now I'm all to bla!
But thinking of Zhuo Tianhong's abilities, Xiao Fan could only helpless.
This guy can steal even the life elent of a living person and beco a masterless life elent. What's more, in that life grid **** crystal?
To put it bluntly, this guy is cheating!
Xiao Fan and the others actually killed about 400 people, but the points were not generally conspicuous.
One thousand two hundred and one points, it seems to be the reincarnation of the killing god.
And the ability of this fellow Zhuo Tianhong has created Xiao Fan's na today as "God of Killing"!
Seeing the surprised and terrified eyes around him, Xiao Fan wanted to say: I really didn't kill so many people.
However, at this point, no one would believe him, and there was no need for him to explain to others, which had no aning at all. "Perhaps, I am afraid that I will make the next ga easier." Xiao Fan comforted himself secretly, and then slowly walked aside.
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