Chapter 112 Conspiracy

Chapter 112 Conspiracy

"boom!"

The punch was like the wind, fierce and domineering, and he came to Han Lei in a blink of an eye. Han Lei's expression changed, and in a hurry, he mobilized his whole body's soul power and punched him.

In just a split second, he regretted that Xiao Fan's explosive punch was not something he could resist at all.

With a click, Han Lei's right arm broke, and blood flew across the ground. His body was shaken and slid across the ground, his eyes were blood red, showing a cold murderous aura.

"Xiao Fan, how dare you snatch our things!" The other three roared, but no one dared to step forward.

Xiao Fan didn't bother to say anything to them at all, walked up to Han Lei, stepped on his chest, and found a fifth-level soul crystal and three fourth-level soul crystals from him.

"Here." Xiao Fan directly threw three fourth-order soul crystals to Wen Ya and He Lei.

"Grandfather." The two looked at Xiao Fan in surprise, glanced at each other, and then Wen Ya said, "Grandfather, we can't take this soul crystal."

"This is what you deserve. Don't call me benefactor anymore, just call me by my name." Xiao Fan waved his hand, turned around and was about to leave.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned his head, looked at Han Lei and the others and said, "I don't even know what Autumn Hunting is, so I might as well just get out."

Several people's faces froze, but they didn't dare to refute.

What Xiao Fan said is right, Yancheng Autumn Hunting is not just about hunting soul beasts, but also hunting each other among monks to snatch the soul crystals from each other.

In Autumn Hunt, not to mention robbery, even murder is normal, but these people have no grievances with Xiao Fan, and Xiao Fan doesn't need to kill them.

He Lei and Wen Ya remained silent. What Xiao Fan said was not without reason. In the past autumn hunts, there was never a lack of murder and robbery.

Killing a soul beast can only get one soul crystal, but killing a human monk can get several, even a dozen soul crystals.

"Ben Gong, can we go with you?" Seeing Xiao Fan leave, He Lei suddenly called out.

"Go on your own, don't just look at people on the surface in the future." Xiao Fan left without looking back, what a joke, several of them separated on purpose, how could it be possible to bring two more now?

"Smelly rascal, you were so handsome just now." The little witch looked at Xiao Fan with a smile.

Xiao Fan walked up to the little witch, stretched out his right hand to touch her forehead and said, "I don't have a fever."

When the little witch heard this, her expression changed, and she said angrily, "You have a fever, and your whole family has a fever."

When she came back to her senses, Xiao Fan had already appeared a few meters away with Xiao Jin, and the little witch stomped her feet angrily, and hurriedly followed.

"Brother Lei, let's go too." Wen Ya glanced at Han Lei and the others with a cold expression, and left without hesitation.

The three of Xiao Fan rested on an old tree for one night. When the sky turned pale, Xiao Fan stretched his waist and said, "A new day has come again."

"Roar!" Suddenly, Xiao Jin let out a low growl, whizzing out like lightning, and in an instant, there was a miserable scream not far away.

When Xiao Fan came back to his senses, Xiao Jin walked over with a bloody soul crystal in his mouth.

"Third-order soul crystal." Feeling the majestic soul power in the soul crystal, Xiao Fan's eyes lit up. Xiao Jin's combat power has soared since breaking through the late fourth-order stage. Even he may find it difficult to defeat it.

"Little Witch, this soul crystal is for you." Xiao Fan threw the third-level soul crystal over, and he got a fifth-level soul crystal, which was tens of thousands of points. The little witch and his team naturally had to share equally.

"Let it go." The little witch didn't care.

"Well, let's hurry up, or Ling Feng and Fatty will have to wait for us." Xiao Fan nodded without any pretense, and directly threw the soul crystal into the soul ring.

At this moment, in another part of the Soul Beast Mountain Range, a group of birds hovered over the ancient forest. In the ancient forest, Luo Chen and Sun Jue were sitting there to heal their injuries.

One of Sun Jue's arms was broken, and blood lumps had already formed on the wound.

In addition to them, there were two figures not far away, a man and a woman. The man glanced at Sun Jue lightly: "Sun Jue, Luo Chen, you really disgraced Zhan Wang Academy, even a late Zhan Zun The kid wants me to shoot!"

The man was wearing a black robe, fluttering in the wind. He had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a face like a jade crown, a high nose, and a peerless sharpness in his eyes.

The man is Zhao Wubing, the third highest ranked player in Zhanwang Academy. As the only heir of the Zhao family, there are few people in the entire Great Yan Dynasty who can fall into his eyes.

"Zhao Wubing, my four big families are in the same spirit, do you want to help or not?" Sun Jue's face darkened. He, who possessed twin battle spirits, was defeated by Xiao Fan, who was one stage lower than him. That said, it's an indelible shame.

"Mu Yu, do you know this person named Xiao Fan?" Zhao Wubing turned to look at the woman next to her. Her name was Su Muyu. If Xiao Fan heard this name, he would definitely have some impressions, because the woman was exactly Xiao Chengsu. The daughter of the head of the family.

"I don't know him, but I've heard that he failed to awaken his battle spirit at the age of seven, and he failed to awaken in the Hall of Battle Soul for many years. He was called Xiaocheng's number one trash." Su Muyu explained.

"Oh?" Zhao Wubing was slightly surprised. It was unbelievable that the person known as the number one waste could easily kill the genius of the Zhanwang Academy. He muttered in his heart: "It seems that this kid still has many secret."

"I've helped you with this, but don't forget what you promised me." Zhao Wubing nodded.

"That's natural." Sun Jue nodded, and sneered in his heart: "You Zhao Wubing is not a good thing, you and Xiao Fan should die together!"

Xiao Fan, the little witch and Xiao Jin continued to move forward. After half a day, as many as five soul beasts died in their hands, two of which were fourth-level soul beasts, and the rest were second-level soul beasts.

"Smelly rascal, if one day I disappear, will you miss me? Go find me?" The two were walking in the jungle, and the little witch asked Xiao Fan.

"Why are you always nagging lately? You don't really want to leave, do you?" Xiao Fan looked at the little witch strangely. He had long guessed that the little witch's family background was not simple, and maybe there was something he had to do.

"No, I'm just asking you." The little witch's head was like a rattle, and she didn't know why, but she had a kind of trust and dependence on Xiao Fan from the bottom of her heart.

Xiao Fan pondered for a while, and said very seriously: "If you don't want to leave, no one can force you to do anything, no one!"

As he spoke, a powerful murderous aura emanated from Xiao Fan's body. During the past few months of getting along, he had long regarded the little witch as his relative.

Dear ones, that is Xiao Fan's rebel, no one can disobey, because it is something he protects with his life.

"Really?" The little witch's delicate body trembled, and the mist in her eyes almost flowed out.

"Someone is fighting!" Xiao Fan said suddenly, and then ran towards the direction of the fight, walking like flying, Xiao Jin followed closely.

"Damn rascal, stinky rascal!" The little witch stomped her feet angrily, her chest heaving up and down, she was finally touched for a while, but Xiao Fan ran away without saying hello.

Helpless, the little witch had no choice but to follow.