Chapter 2018 Assassinated

This is a way to protect oneself, but Fang Fan always feels that something is not quite right...

Probably felt that the Snow Clan patriarch was holding back his energy when he spoke.

Fang Fan squinted his eyes secretly and took a look. The patriarch of the Snow Clan was also a quasi-sage cultivator, and it was basically impossible to find any waves.

Seeing the Snow Clan princess looking eagerly at him wanting to give away the Snow Clan's holy relic, Fang Fan nodded secretly...

"Can!"

Fang Fan nodded and expressed his thoughts.

At this moment, everything is a foregone conclusion!

All kinds of thoughts frantically gathered in his mind, and the smile on Fang Fan's face was extremely real!

From his own point of view, he is still unwilling to treat these Snow Clan cultivators too harshly.

Probably the human race had suffered such a danger of being enslaved before, so there was more or less a sense of sympathy in their hearts.

Xue Ling, the princess of the Snow Clan, stood up tremblingly, perhaps because of fear, or perhaps because she couldn't let go in front of Fang Fan. In short, when offering the sacred objects, her arms were shaking violently...

Fang Fan frowned silently, he suddenly had a feeling that the frightened posture of the snow princess Xue Ling was deliberately displayed...

But why is this woman deliberately pretending?

To show your weakness? Or... have no intentions?

Fang Fan raised his head silently, with a look of anticipation on his face.

When Xue Ling, the princess of the Snow Clan, walked up to Fang Fan, Fang Fan even walked up to him with a smile on his face...

"The prostitute! Give back my sister's life! Give back the lives of my people!"

Whoosh...

A dagger was stabbed directly from the hand of Xue Ling, the princess of the Snow Clan, with a flickering light, and it went directly towards Fang Fan's chest...

Obviously he wanted to kill Fang Fan directly!

Nothing was left behind.

Fang Fan's eyes flickered with murderous intent, and then he grabbed the stabbing dagger at lightning speed, and then threw it aside...

"What a sharp dagger..."

Fang Fan's thoughts moved slightly. At this moment, his palm had been pierced by a dagger, blood gradually flowed down, and the smell of blood gradually gathered...

"Hahaha!"

"You're dead! You're dead!"

"You bastard! It's you! It's all you! Otherwise, my son wouldn't die tragically!"

"Fang Fan! You have today too!"

A middle-aged man galloped out from the Snow Clan, his face showing excitement...

As for the Snow Clan princess Xue Ling who made the move, she stood aside with a complicated expression.

At this moment, he never continued to attack Fang Fan, but just looked at Fang Fan so directly, and there was even a look of infinite guilt in his eyes.

At this moment, Fang Fan felt inexplicably confused... What the hell was going on...

"My lord, your palm..."

At this moment, Hao Yun suddenly took a breath and shouted in horror.

I saw that tiny wound on Fang Fan's palm was seeping purple blood at this moment...

And the color of the blood continued to deepen, and at this moment it seemed inexplicably giving people a sense of mental sprint...

It's like subconsciously feeling terrified...

"palm……"

Fang Fan frowned, he could clearly feel a crazy speed invading his heart at this moment...

This toxin was extremely strong, even if Fang Fan suppressed it with the cultivation base of the supreme quasi-sacred realm, it had no effect, on the contrary, the more he suppressed it, the stronger it became.