Chapter 2850 Can’t Kill Anyone

Xiao Fan looked at Xiang Nanfeng with a playful expression. It didn't look like he was fighting at all, but rather like he was talking to an old friend.

Xiang Nanfeng narrowed his eyes, wondering how he didn't know Xiao Fan's sinister intentions.

If Xiang Nanfeng is still the same Xiang Nanfeng as before, he will naturally consider the safety of the Wanluo Imperial Territory and not dare to be an enemy of Baisha Pavilion and the Imperial Palace. But if he is no longer Xiang Nanfeng, he will naturally not No longer care about the life and death of Wanluo Emperor Territory.

Once his identity is exposed, it is probably not Xiao Fan who wants to kill him, but Xiang Wandao.

"Your head is resting on your neck for the time being. Wanluo Emperor Realm will not let you go!" Xiang Nanfeng yelled angrily, shook his long sword, and took several steps back.

"Both each other!" Xiao Fan smiled lightly.

Although I, Xiao Fan, killed Xiang Nantian, I am an enemy of Wanluo Imperial Domain.

But didn’t you also kill Xiang Nanfeng and take away Xiang Nanfeng’s body?

If I am an enemy of Wanluo Imperial Territory, and you are the same to Xiang Nanfeng, Wanluo Imperial Territory will not let you go.

Naturally, others would not understand this, but Xiang Nanfeng knew it very well in his heart, but he did not dare to do anything to Xiao Fan, so he could only stare at Xiao Fan with gritted teeth.

Xiao Fan looked away from Xiang Nanfeng, looked at the monks around him, and said with cold eyes: "Is there anyone else who wants to take action?"

An icy aura emanated from Xiao Fan, looking coldly at the monks around him.

Although the Wanluo Imperial Domain monks were angry, no one dared to take action against Xiao Fan. If Xiao Fan died here, the Imperial Palace and Baisha Pavilion would definitely not let it go.

Although the Imperial Palace and Baisha Pavilion may not go to war over a dead man, no one dares to take a gamble.

Seeing the silence of the crowd, Xiao Fan sneered and walked toward the city gate.

"Second Young Master, we can't kill Xiao Fan, but we can kill the two people around him." At this time, two figures walked out of the crowd, and the leader, an old man, stared at Xiao Fan indifferently.

Xiao Fan raised his brows slightly, and two bright lights shot out in his eyes. He recognized these two people at a glance. They were Yu Jiu and Xiang Yunsheng who had humiliated him in the first place.

The enemies were extremely jealous when they met. Xiao Fanke still remembered his original oath, and he would repay the humiliation Xiang Yunsheng gave him ten times or a hundred times.

"Second Young Master, Mr. Xiang is right. If we kill the two of them, the Imperial Palace and Baisha Pavilion may not come forward." Yu Jiuye sneered.

"puff!"

Before he finished speaking, a figure flashed past and rushed straight towards Yu Jiu. The crowd only saw a flash of light trampling Yu Jiu's chest.

Following the sound of bone cracking, Yu Jiu's body flew out like a kite with its string broken, and hit the city wall heavily.

The crowd looked at the figure in astonishment, but before they could catch the figure, they saw a big hand suddenly squeezing Xiang Yunsheng's neck.

"Presumptuous!" Xiang Nanfeng came back to his senses and stared at Xiao Fan angrily.

When the crowd saw this, they all gathered around. No one expected that Xiao Fan would dare to take action against the Wan family outside Wanluo Emperor City.

"Xiang Yunsheng, right?" Xiao Fan ignored Xiang Nanfeng at all. In his eyes, Xiang Nanfeng was just a grasshopper who couldn't make waves. "I said, everything you gave me that day, I will I’ll give it back to you ten times a hundred times!”

Xiang Yunsheng's face turned red as Xiao Fan's big hand pinched his neck, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

He never dreamed that Xiao Fan would dare to attack him here. Is he tired of living?

What Xiang Yunsheng didn't expect was that the ant that he once didn't want to take another look at had now become so terrifying that even he had no power to resist.

"You bastard, why don't you let go of Mr. Xiang?" Xiang Nanfeng scolded angrily.

Xiang Yunsheng's status in the Wan family is not that great, he is just an elder of the outer sect, but no matter what, he is a member of the Xiang family, so how can he be insulted by a small ancient monk?

"roll!"

Xiao Fan shouted angrily and glared at Xiang Nanfeng coldly. His dark and sharp eyes were like sharp blades cutting Xiang Nanfeng's body, scaring him so much that he quickly stepped back several steps.

The crowd looked shocked, Xiao Fan just looked at him and scared Xiang Nanfeng away.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe it.

After a few breaths, Xiang Nanfeng came back to his senses, feeling annoyed for his cowardice just now, and said in a cold voice: "Jian Hongchen, if you dare to hurt the old man, I will have your bones buried here."

"Really?" Xiao Fan sneered, flicked his fingers, and with a pop, he flew towards one of Yunsheng's arms, and scarlet blood splashed out.

"Hiss~"

When the crowd saw this, they couldn't help but gasp, and their hearts trembled violently.

What a fierce man!

He actually dared to hurt someone from the Xiang family. Was he really not afraid of death?

"You!" Xiang Nanfeng was furious, his face uncertain: "Come here, kill them two!"

Xiang Nanfeng still did not dare to deal with Xiao Fan, so he had to turn his target to Ye Shiyu and Shen Wuxin.

"Xiang Nanfeng, do you want to be the enemy of our Shura clan?" Shen Wuxin sneered, a powerful aura erupted from his body, and a bloody demonic shadow appeared behind him.

"Asura Demon Shadow, he is from the Asura clan!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed, looking at Kanna Wuxin in disbelief.

Some people have recognized Shen Wuxin for a long time. After all, Shen Wuxin is a Shura clan who entered the battlefield of Hundred Killings from the Wanluo Emperor Domain.

What surprised them was that Xiang Nanfeng should know that Shen Wuxin was from the Shura clan, but looking at him, he seemed to have no idea at all.

Hearing the exclamations of the crowd, Xiang Nanfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he took away Xiang Nanfeng's body. Naturally, he also knew something about the ancient divine world.

The Shura clan was a powerful clan in ancient times, and it was not someone he could afford to offend now.

"Okay, okay, you are a member of the Shura clan, I won't kill you, but what about her?" Xiang Nanfeng turned his gloomy eyes to Ye Shiyu, and now he could only deal with Ye Shiyu.

"Kill me?" Ye Shiyu chuckled, sighed softly with her jade hands, and streams of light bloomed, creating countless divine patterns around her, protecting her in the center.

Then Ye Shiyu smiled sweetly and said: "If you want to become an enemy of the Fengtian clan, you can do it!"

Fengtian clan?

Hearing these four words, the monks from the Wanluo Emperor Territory couldn't help but tremble in fear, with fear in their eyes.

The Fengtian clan is a big clan in ancient Xinjiang. How can they be offended by their little Imperial Domain monks?

Not to mention killing people from the Fengtian clan, they would not even dare to offend anyone from the Fengtian clan.

You know, that is a more terrifying force than Baisha Pavilion and Imperial Palace.

Killing the people of the Fengtian clan would be worse than killing Xiao Fan and Shen Wuxin! "Xiang Nanfeng, don't you want to take action? But don't tell me that you can't kill anyone." Xiao Fan looked at Xiang Nanfeng playfully and said, as if I am sure of you.