Chapter 3511 You Lost

Xiao Fan instantly thought of a possibility, that is, Luo Nantian and Luo Wushang's grandfather and grandson might not have died at all. They were just like him and just entered the Nine Nether Hell in the form of soul bodies.

But wouldn't this prove that besides himself, someone else controls the entrance to the Nine Nether Hell?

The Nine Nether Demon Lord is the master of the Nine Nether Hell, so it is impossible for him not to know this.

Moreover, since he knew this, why did he acquiesce?

For a moment, Xiao Fan's mind was filled with doubts.

"Boy, my grandpa has promised you, now you can let him speak." Luo Wushang said in an arrogant tone when he saw Xiao Fan was silent.

Luo Nantian's arrival made him confident.

"Everyone, please step back some distance to avoid being hurt by this knife." Luo Nantian looked at everyone and said with a slight smile.

After hearing this, the crowd retreated towards the rear even if they dared to stand still.

Almost at the same time, Luo Nantian waved his hand, and the crystal light shield sealing the Golden Bone Emperor suddenly turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared.

Whoops!

The sharp sword energy roared out one after another, rushing in all directions, and the void made bursts of sound.

Xiao Fan was the first to bear the brunt and was submerged by waves of golden knives, feeling a stinging sensation all over his body.

The surrounding monks also suffered a powerful impact, but they were suppressed within a certain range by Luo Nantian. Luo Nantian's hand made many monks admire him.

Seeing Xiao Fan being submerged by the wave of golden swords, many people couldn't help laughing.

"Didn't that kid say that he is the master of the golden sword? He wouldn't be killed by his own sword, would he?"

"Haha, you're giving back your own knife. That kid is so self-righteous that he even dares to knock the bamboo poles of Tianqi Pavilion. There's nothing else he can't do. He deserves to die!"

"If you lose, you will die anyway. It is better to die under the sword energy of the golden sword. This is still decent."

The crowd didn't expect Xiao Fan to be able to subdue Jin Dao, let alone let Jin Dao speak.

The golden waves of Dao Gang were stronger each time, and no one could see what was happening in the waves. Even Luo Nantian couldn't see clearly at all.

Although Luo Nantian's face is old, his eyes are extremely sharp, staring into the wave of knives.

"Grandpa, in my opinion, this guy who talked so arrogantly has probably died under the wave of swords." Luo Wushang said with a smile.

He had tried to control the golden sword before, but failed completely in the end.

Luo Wushang then concluded that no one could control this sword except for the half-step Saint Realm.

Even a half-step Saint Realm monk has to pay a huge price to control it.

Xiao Fan is at the peak of the Saint Emperor Realm. It is simply a dream and almost impossible to conquer the Golden Sword.

No one in the crowd was optimistic about Xiao Fan. They were quietly waiting for the wave of sword energy to calm down.

Time passed slowly, and half a cup of tea soon passed.

Whoops!

At this time, countless golden sword energy waves in the void suddenly slowly receded, instantly attracting the crowd's attention.

"In half a cup of tea, there is probably no dregs left." Luo Wushang chuckled.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Luo Wushang's face froze instantly, and his eyes trembled suddenly.

"He's not dead!" Some people in the crowd also shouted in shock.

In front of them, stood a figure in black robe. Who else could it be besides Xiao Fan?

Xiao Fan didn't look injured at all at this moment. He stood there calmly and calmly, his eyes falling on the golden knife on the stone pillar.

The golden sword was suspended in the void, and golden light bloomed all over its body, like a dense golden sword energy.

Immediately afterwards, all the golden swords restrained themselves, and the golden swords immediately landed steadily on the stone pillars.

"Boy, aren't you the one who asked him to speak? I've given you such a long time, but don't tell me that you are wrong!" Luo Wushang broke the bottleneck and looked at Xiao Fan with a sneer.

When the crowd heard this, they shook their heads secretly.

This golden sword is no different from before. Let alone let it speak, it is probably impossible to even control it.

Xiao Fan has lost this gambling battle!

"Yam Luo, let's see if you die now! This is the fate of being arrogant." Ming Qingqing in the crowd couldn't help but shout.

He couldn't kill Xiao Fan, but that didn't mean Tianqi Pavilion couldn't kill Xiao Fan either.

Now even the master of Tianqi Pavilion is here, and as the notary of this gambling battle, which involves the honor of Tianqi Pavilion, how can Luo Nantian let Xiao Fan go?

"Of course I'm not mistaken, this knife belongs to me." Xiao Fan stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Luo Wushang with a confident expression.

He said he was talking to Luo Wushang, but in fact he was just talking to Luo Nantian. Xiao Fan didn't even bother to take a second look at people like Luo Wushang and Ming Wuqing.

"You said so much, but you let this sword speak." Luo Wushang said disdainfully.

"Jin Gu, he asked you to speak, please satisfy him." Xiao Fan looked at Jin Dao lightly and said.

Poof!

When the crowd saw this, many people couldn't help laughing.

Although the sword has a spirit, it is only a spirit. It can communicate with the master's mind, but if it can speak, let alone the Holy Emperor, even the Holy Lord may not be able to do it.

Luo Wushang also looked at Xiao Fan like he was a fool, and was ready to kill Xiao Fan.

"Yes, Master!"

Just when everyone thought that Xiao Fan was bound to die, the golden sword suddenly shot out, suspended in front of Xiao Fan, and bowed respectfully to Xiao Fan.

Everyone was dumbfounded at this scene.

Really spoke?

If one person heard it, he might have heard it wrong, but with so many people here seeing it together, they couldn't all have heard it wrong, right?

Moreover, the golden sword was suspended in front of Xiao Fan, and everyone could see this scene clearly.

"Impossible, this is fake." Luo Wushang shouted, not daring to accept this fact, "He must have used some means to control the golden sword."

Xiao Fan looked indifferent, as if he had known for a long time that Luo Wushang would not admit defeat. He looked at the golden sword calmly and said: "Jin Gu, tell it."

"Yes, Master." The Golden Bone Emperor cooperated very well with Xiao Fan's performance. He turned the blade and said: "Luo Wushang, you were deceived by Ji Xantian. He is not my master at all. He turned me from master to master." That stole it and sealed me.”

"Ji Xantian? Damn it!" Luo Wushang suddenly came back to his senses and looked for Ji Xantian's figure in the crowd.

But Ji Xantian had long since disappeared. He had already secretly left the moment Xiao Fan appeared alive.

"Luo Wushang, you lost!" Xiao Fan didn't care about Luo Wushang's emotions, he spread his palms, and the Golden Bone Emperor fell into Xiao Fan's hands.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Fan turned around and looked at Luo Nantian calmly: "I think Pavilion Master Luo will also keep his promise, right?"

Commitment?

That's ten times the compensation plus revenge. Let's not talk about revenge. The compensation alone is not ordinary horror. When everyone heard this, their mouths twitched wildly, and their eyes fell on Luo Nantian.