Chapter 342: Rivers of Blood

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No one thought that Xiao Fan would dare to shout for the Wang Daomeng of the War Soul Academy after being seriously injured.

However, apart from Wang Daomeng's people, no one present dared to underestimate Xiao Fan, because they saw Xiao Fan kill Qin Dao with their own eyes.

"Senior Brother Yun, what are you afraid of? How can he deal with so many of us at the middle stage of the King of War?"

"Yeah, our Wang Daomeng has never been afraid of anyone, but we can't be intimidated by an injured kid in the middle stage of the King of War. Let's kill him first."

"Looking at him like this, he must have no power to resist. How can he kill us?"

Wang Daomeng's people finally couldn't bear it, and began to clamor, what you say, what I say, they don't believe that Xiao Fan can kill Zhanhuangjing, even so, he has been seriously injured, and he is definitely not a match for them.

"Boy, who are you?" Yun Zhuo took a deep breath, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, this kid dared to lie to himself, almost believed him.

Naturally, those people from the Dimension would not remind them, but they wished that the people from the Wangdaomeng would help kill Xiao Fan.

The monks around would not remind them, because when Xiao Fan's icy eyes glanced at them, there was a bone-piercing coldness, and they didn't know what confidence Xiao Fan had to deal with the people of Wangdaomeng.

"Dayan, Xiao Fan!" Xiao Fan smiled lightly and said, "Didn't Qin Fei tell you?"

"What bullshit Dayan, I've never heard of it." Yun Zhuo spat.

"Senior Brother Yun, there is a Great Yan Dynasty under the Xueyue Dynasty, it must be that Great Yan Dynasty." Someone reminded Yun Zhuo in time.

"Oh? So it's a kid from a dynasty?" Yun Zhuo finally laughed when he heard this, very happily.

In his opinion, no matter how strong the boys of the dynasty are, they will not be much stronger. No matter how talented they are, they will not be able to reach their level if they do not have enough training resources.

Moreover, their strength and status are no less than that of the lord of a dynasty, so how can they put a dynasty in their eyes.

"Since this is the case, then there is no burden." Yun Zhuo bared his teeth, thinking to himself, he was almost cheated by this little bastard just now, and this moment aroused his anger.

"Brothers, kill him and avenge Qin Fei! Rectify the name of my Wangdao League!"

Yun Zhuo smiled coldly, spread out his hands, and a big knife suddenly appeared, with a wave of his arms, dozens of hundreds of people all rushed towards Xiao Fan, with a mighty and terrifying momentum.

Xiao Fan's face was very calm, he slowly took out a piece of purple salvia miltiorrhiza and put it in his mouth, and took out two golden needles with dragon patterns, one pierced into his soul sea, and the other submerged in the top of his head.

The crowd looked at Xiao Fan strangely, not knowing what he meant, especially when they saw a gold needle disappearing in their heads, many people thought they were dreaming.

"call!"

Just when people were wondering, a gust of wind suddenly blew up around Xiao Fan, billowing spiritual energy roared from all directions, and all of it poured into Xiao Fan's body.

In just one or two breaths, the soul power in Xiao Fan's body was fully replenished, and his whole body burst into a monstrous momentum.

"What kind of method is this?" The pupils of the crowd shrank, and their eyes were full of surprise. His method of replenishing soul power was too fast.

"This method must have sequelae, but people like Wang Daomeng will be miserable. I don't know if Xiao Fan will really kill them." Someone said again.

puff!

Facts proved that their worries were unnecessary. In the void, several heads flew up, and the blood splashed several feet high.

Fast, too fast!

And not only fast, but also strong, they didn't see clearly how Xiao Fan made the move.

Yun Zhuo's face was ashen, as if he had eaten a dead mouse. It was the bastard who said just now that he had no strength to resist. This is not resisting, it is simply killing.

"Brother, it's a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding, we are from the Academy of War Souls, you can't kill us." Yun Zhuo hurriedly begged for mercy, with a hint of threat in his tone.

"Brother? Don't mess with the word 'brother'. Only your Academy of Battle Souls can kill people, and others can't kill your Academy of Battle Souls? How can there be such a good thing in the world!" Xiao Fan sneered and walked slowly. Every time you take a step forward, you strike a sword, and every time you strike, someone will die.

In Xiao Fan's hands, these battle king realm monks are like paper, unable to withstand the destruction at all.

"You bastard, don't stop!" Yun Zhuo roared, how could he have thought that Xiao Fan would really dare to kill them.

"Poof! Poof!"

What greeted him were two more heads thrown flying, two more dead souls under the sword, and the others were completely emboldened by Xiao Fan's tricks.

This boy is too scary, he is simply a god of death.

"Little bastard, if you do it again, I'll kill your brother and that little beast!" Yun Zhuo saw that threatening Xiao Fan didn't work, so he could only turn his attention to Guan Xiaoqi and Crazy Wolf.

"Pfft!" As soon as the words fell, Yun Zhuo felt a sudden chill in his chest, blood spurted from his mouth, and his face was full of disbelief.

In front of him, stood a bloody figure, holding his neck with one hand, and holding a handle that looked like a sword but not a sword in the other. The cold blade that looked like a flying knife was stabbed fiercely in his chest.

"Hiss~" The crowd gasped, everyone felt numb all over, this Xiao Fan was too scary, just now he was more than ten meters away from Yun Zhuo, and he killed Yun Zhuo in less time?

It really echoed Yun Zhuo's words just now: You will be destroyed with a snap of the fingers.

It's a pity that the one who died now was himself, but the one who made the move was Xiao Fan.

"I hate being threatened the most, and you have successfully angered me." Xiao Fan stabbed hard again, and the slaughter knife burst into countless saber energy, tearing Yun Zhuo's internal organs to pieces.

Blood gushed out of Yun Zhuo's mouth, and he couldn't stand the torture at all. When he couldn't breathe, he fell silent. Xiao Fan lifted the slaughter knife vigorously, and Yun Zhuo's body suddenly turned into a blood mist.

From the beginning to the end, Yun Zhuo was unable to say a word!

The crowd watching this scene trembled in fear, devil, this Xiao Fan is definitely a devil!

Even Yi Yun felt that he only knew Xiao Fan for the first time. This kind of method was too bloody and violent, and completely inconsistent with his usual gentle and elegant personality.

Xiao Fan remained silent, and looked at the remaining members of Wangdaomeng with a ferocious face, "I'm right here, didn't you say you want to kill me, and you still don't make a move? You will have no chance after this!"

Where did Wang Daomeng's people dare to make a move, they kept backing away in fright, and several of them were so frightened that the shit was terrified, and the smell of urine was mixed with the smell of blood, making people nauseous.

"Since you don't do anything, then it's up to me." Xiao Fan bared his teeth and smiled. He didn't intend to let the people who wanted to kill him go and let them go. He would definitely kill him when he came back.

Xiao Fan never does repetitive things, and will never waste time on things that can be solved once.

"Run!" Seeing Xiao Fan's ferocious smile, some people from Wangdaomeng came to their senses and ran away in all directions.

The sword energy flickered, and the screams were endless. The place had already flowed into rivers, and countless corpses lay horizontally, like a field of Shura.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from a distance, and a surge of wind shook people's internal organs.