Chapter 1616 Why Should I Save

Chapter 1616 Why should I save

Xiao Fan looked at everything indifferently, and had no desire to act at all. Some people would not be appreciated even if they were saved, and would even repay their kindness with revenge.

"Master Xiao, you really don't want to save him?" Ling Qingxi turned to look at Xiao Fan and said.

Ling Qingxi couldn't bear it. She knew that even if they made a move, they might not be the opponents of the Temple of War. The difference in numbers between the two parties was too great.

There are three or four hundred monks from the ancient tribe, including those who fled here, about five hundred people, but the Temple of War God has more than one thousand people, and there are many masters of the holy list.

Those are the powerful fighters of the older generation, even monsters like them may not be able to defeat them.

"Why should I save?" Xiao Fan looked at Ling Qingxi and asked.

"Is it because they just refuted you? People are selfish, and there is nothing wrong with them trying to survive." Ling Qingxi said with an ugly expression.

The scene of Xiao Fan beheading more than 20 battle saints with a single sword just now is still in her mind. She believes that if Xiao Fan joins, she may still have a chance to win.

"It's ridiculous. They can be selfish, but I can't be selfish? I told them just now, I hope they will remember that sentence!" Xiao Fan said disdainfully.

How could he not know that Ling Qingxi wanted to provoke her? How could Xiao Fan be so easily provoked?

"Could it be that the majestic Asura Palace Master only has this capacity?" Ling Qingxi said in a deep voice.

"You do what you want, aren't you also one of the top ten monsters? I just know that my brother persuaded them just now, which one of them took it to heart, and taunted and ridiculed from time to time, and now they are punished. If you can't beat him, you just want my brother to take action, how can there be such a good thing." Xiao Ling'er looked at Ling Qingxi disdainfully, with her hands on her hips, as if she was going to do something big.

Ling Qingxi was speechless for a moment, Xiao Linger was right, they were all to blame for this.

Xiao Fan patted Xiao Ling'er on the shoulder, then looked at Ling Qingxi and said, "You don't have to provoke me, I won't do anything, everyone is an adult, you have to pay for your every word and deed."

Xiao Fan is not such a small-bellied person. To put it bluntly, these people are not worthy of making Xiao Fan angry.

But as he said, everyone pays for what they say and do.

There is still one thing Xiao Fan didn't say, that is: instead of letting your ancient clan kill each other, it is better for you to fight with the Temple of War God. In this way, at least the people killed are the enemies of the War Soul Continent.

"Men of the Ling family, follow me!" Ling Qingxi gritted her teeth, took a deep breath and rushed into the battlefield with everyone from the Ling family.

"Although they were wrong, but now we have a common enemy, members of the Dugu family, follow me." Dugu Xiangting yelled, and rushed forward without hesitation.

Seeing this scene, a faint smile appeared on Xiao Fan's face, at least Ling Qingxi and Dugu Xiangting performed well.

Unfortunately, even with the addition of the Ling family and the Dugu family, they do not have an advantage in terms of numbers.

Moreover, at the end of the sky, there are still many people rushing towards this side, and these people are still monks of the Temple of War.

The major ancient clans and casual cultivators were already suppressed. With the increasing number of monks in the Temple of War, the ancient cultivators were clearly at a disadvantage.

"It seems that this is a purposeful cleaning. The Temple of the God of War has been really moved." Zhuo Tianhong couldn't help sighing.

"Brother, we really don't want to save him?" Xiao Ling'er looked very tough on the surface, but she still couldn't bear to say in her heart.

"Why should I save?" Xiao Fan still said the same thing, Xiao Ling'er knew that it was impossible to change what Xiao Fan had decided.

"Actually, if they don't save them, it may not be a bad thing. There are hundreds of them anyway, and their human potential is huge. Facing the threat of death, they will definitely do their best!" Zhuo Tianhong said with narrowed eyes.

He couldn't help licking his lips. These blood energy and fate are great supplements for him, and now he is only one step away from the Seven Transformation God of War.

Zhuo Tianhong is confident that as long as he swallows these fate and blood energy, he will definitely be able to take that step.

"That's true, not to mention Ling Qingxi, Murong Mingyue and Dugu Xiangting are monster-level geniuses anyway." Xiao Linger thought for a while.

"What's the use of monster-level geniuses?" Xiao Fan shook his head and said, "Don't underestimate the old monsters in the Battle Saint Realm in the Temple of War. Their strength in the Battle Saint Realm is comparable to those suppressed in the Battle Saint Realm. The God of War cultivator is much stronger."

"Young Master is right. These people should all be on the list of the God of War Temple, and they are also some of the most talented people. They probably want to break through the God of War realm by themselves, rather than relying on refining the crystal of divine power. These people Being able to live up to now already represents strength." Zhuo Tianhong analyzed.

"Then what should we do, brother, you can't do anything to them?" Xiao Ling'er worried.

"If it is an orderly group battle, I may not be their opponent." Xiao Fan nodded truthfully. In a group battle, these people may be able to attack together, and there are so many people. How could Xiao Fan have so many people? opponent.

Immediately, Xiao Fan changed the subject and said, "However, it is a chaotic battle now. In my eyes, they are just a number."

This is not Xiao Fan's exaggeration, Xiao Fan's killing technique, if he really wants to kill, what's the use of having more than a thousand people?

"Then?" Xiao Ling'er still wanted Xiao Fan to make a move.

Whoosh!

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly several sword beams flew towards Xiao Fan and the others. The Temple of War God had the upper hand, and anyone who was not from the Temple of War God would be killed.

"Things looking for death!" Zhuo Tianhong sneered, and suddenly turned into a body, and the eight blood-colored tentacles touched at the same time, piercing the void like eight divine swords, and directly blasted those sword qi.

However, Zhuotianhong had no room to stop. He waved his eight tentacles, rushed to the monks in the Temple of War, and began to slaughter.

Wherever he passed, countless blood mist was brought up, the screams continued, and his body was thrown away by him. This guy is like a killing machine.

Xiao Fan smiled helplessly, why didn't he know that Zhuo Tianhong was waiting for this excuse to make a move, he wished to swallow the fate of more than a thousand people in the Temple of War.

"Ling'er, Chu Yue, be careful." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and walked forward slowly.

"Brother, don't worry, your sister is not a vase. My physical strength has recovered by a few percent. It will not be a problem to block them for a while!" Xiao Ling'er suddenly took out two jade bottles, and took out a few pills from one of them to give The members of the Chu family swallowed it.

After that, the cork of another medicine bottle was removed, and traces of green mist slowly diffused away. Xiao Ling'er controlled the green mist to cover a distance of tens of feet.

Xiao Fan nodded with a smile, then turned around suddenly, looked coldly at the densely packed monks in the Temple of War, and muttered to himself, "Although I don't want to save them, it doesn't stop me from killing people."

After the words fell, Xiao Fan disappeared in place like a ghost.