Chapter 384 is brothers
Following Xiao Fan's bombing and drinking, the billowing killing intent blood from Xiao Fan. At this mont, he had no longer cared about revealing his identity.
"call!"
Xiao Jin's figure suddenly beca smaller, turning into a stream of light and rushing out, the terrifying speed shocking the world.
The expressions of the two n in black changed wildly, their palms beca more swift, and they rushed towards Guan Xiaoqitian Linggai, however, they underestimated Xiaojin's strength.
Puff! The two of them were directly torn apart by Xiao Jin's claws, turning into a **** mist filled with blood, and then placed Guan Xiaoqi on their backs.
This scene took place in the flas of calcium carbide, where An Lan would have thought that even the 7th-Rank Rotting Bone Eater could not help Xiaojin.
But when he saw Xiao Fan, his murderous aura was even stronger. As long as Xiao Fan died, everything would be fine.
Unfortunately, he still underestimated Xiao Fan's strength.
"Relentless sword!"
Xiao Fan drank coldly in his heart, and his whole body suddenly turned into a long sword and rushed out, and An Lan's arm holding the long sword was suddenly torn off.
"Ah~" The pig-killing screams resounded throughout the valley, and An Lan never dread that the Bone-Rotting Soul-Eater had been driven out by Xiao Fan.
Moreover, Xiao Fan's strength far exceeded his expectations, shouldn't Xiao Fan be in the late War King Realm? How could it be so terrifying.
I was the emperor in the early days of the war, and I couldn't even make a single move in his hands.
Before he could co back to his senses, Xiao Fan pinched An Lan's neck with one hand and looked fierce. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "You deserve to die!"
"Master, save !" An Lan roared to the sky as if exhausting the last trace of strength.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Fan took out a golden needle with a dragon pattern and penetrated it into An Lan's body, directly sealing his cultivation base, and then watching the Quartet vigilantly.
"Xiao Fan, let An Lan release, and I shall assu that nothing has happened." As a cold voice sounded, an emperor's might swept all over the place.
Ten ters away, a black figure flashed, staring coldly at Xiao Fan, who was the Emperor Anxun.
"Master, kill him!" Seeing An Xun's appearance, the frightened expression on An Lan's face disappeared, but his face was flushed, and blue veins on his forehead burst.
"Useless waste, this thing can't be handled well." An Xun snorted and looked at Xiao Fan again: "Xiao Fan, let him go, everything is easy to say."
"Let him go? Let my brother beco like this, killing him ten thousand tis is not enough!" Xiao Fan grinned and looked at Guan Xiaoqi on Xiaojin's back, with a murderous heart.
"If An Lan dies, you will certainly die." An Xun squinted his eyes, as if he was afraid that Xiao Fan would kill An Lan. The scolding just now was obviously just a pretense of him.
Xiao Fan stared at An Xun coldly, holding Guan Xiaoqi's collar in his other hand and said, "Guan Xiaoqi, you **** cheer up, are you still a man? Your enemy is here, you No revenge for your beloved woman!"
Xiao Fan used this trace of soul power to directly charge Guan Xiaoqi's heart.
"Vengeance?" Guan Xiaoqi's godless eyes flashed a ray of light, "Qianling is dead, she is dead, what is the aning of my life."
"Pop!" Xiao Fan slapped the face, and Guan Xiaoqi's mouth splashed with blood, "You want to die, give a long ti! You don't even have the courage to avenge your beloved woman. Guan Xiaoqi is not worthy of being Xiao Brother Fan!"
You Guan Xiaoqi, you don't deserve to be my Xiao Fan's brother!
Xiao Fan's words were like a sharp knife thrust into Guan Xiaoqi's chest, and his eyes trembled a little!
Upon seeing this, Xiao Fan continued to stimulate his words: "It's not that I look down on you Guan Xiaoqi, you are not worthy of Yiqianling! Yiqianling died because of you and , but you abandon yourself. I believe that Yiqianling is the spirit of heaven. I certainly don't want to see you like this!"
"If you are a man, take this knife and kill him!"
As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Fan took out a long knife, flicked it casually, and slamd it under Guan Xiaoqi's feet.
"Er dare!" An Xun shouted angrily when he saw this, ready to do it at any ti.
"If you take one step forward, he will only die faster!" Xiao Fan sneered, and the hand that pinched An Lan increased in strength, already embedded in the skin, blood gurgling.
"Qianling died because of ! Qianling died because of ?" Guan Xiaoqi's godless eyes finally showed a trace of blood, and an endless murderous aura radiated from him.
Even if Chu Yanran almost poisoned a soul beast in the Boundless Valley, Guan Xiaoqi had never been so angry.
"Do you want him to kill An Lan? Do you think he can still do it? The battle spirit is broken, and no one can save unless the dicine God reincarns. Do you really think you are the dicine God?" An Xun sneered.
puff!
Another pillar of blood shot into the void, An Lan's leading arm was torn down by Xiao Fansheng, and it was directly pinched into blood mist.
"Shut up your **** mouth, then fart, believe it or not, I will kill him now!" Xiao Fan stared at An Xun angrily.
The cold, dark eyes made An Xun shudder.
The murderous aura that blood on Xiao Fan made him frightened. Is this really just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy?
An Xun had an illusion that Xiao Fan looked like an old monster who had lived for countless years.
"I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him!" Guan Xiaoqi grinned, awakening like a dormant beast, but when he grabbed the knife, he couldn't pull it out anyway.
The soul of battle was destroyed and the sea of soul was wounded. He is now inferior to an ordinary person. If An Lan had not used him to threaten Xiao Fan and gave him the antidote, the bones and souls in this valley would be enough to kill him. Tis.
Seeing the deep sense of helplessness in Guan Xiaoqi's eyes, Xiao Fan felt uncomfortable.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Fan slapped Guan Xiaoqi's shoulder with a palm, swaying the power of the white stone, and the power of rolling mysticism filled Guan Xiaoqi's body.
This was the first ti Xiao Fan used the power of the White Stone in front of others, even if his secret was exposed, Xiao Fan would not hesitate.
Under this force, Guan Xiaoqi's ridians quickly repaired the soul sea, and the wounded soul of the bow battle in the soul sea also quickly recovered.
In an instant, Guan Xiaoqi's whole body blood with flaming white light. On top of his head, the 9th-Rank daily bow was suspended, and a monstrous might rushed straight in all directions.
"Impossible, how could you repair the battle spirit!" An Xun's pupils shrank, and a flash of horror flashed in his eyes.
Xiao Fan ignored it. Although repairing the Ninth-Rank Battle Soul would greatly deplete his mind and soul power, at this mont, he didn't care.
All he cares about is Xiaoqi, his brother.
"Xiao Fan, it's no wonder that you can beco a seventh-rank pharmacist at such an age. You have incredible treasures in your body. As long as you hand over the things on your body, I can spare you not to die." An Xun's eyes flashed thickly. The excitent of An Lan didn't seem to care about An Lan's safety.
After a while, Xiao Fan retracted his palm, his steps were a little vain, the white stone in his body was dimd a lot, and his spirit power was exhausted.
However, Xiao Fan's eyes were very clear and bright, as a brother, he would not hesitate to die, let alone reveal one of his own secrets, and others would not necessarily believe in Anxun.
"Kill him!" After regaining his senses, Xiao Fan looked at An Lan and said murderously.
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