Chapter 371 Are You Sure You Want to Kill Xiao Fan?

Chapter 371 Are you sure you want to kill Xiao Fan?

In the arena of life and death, there was no sound, a dead silence, and there was a depressing and suffocating breath in the air.

The figure in the void stood there like a peerless divine sword, making people look up at it. At this moment, it seemed that even time stood still.

One person, one sword, branded in the minds of everyone present, will never be erased.

Even though countless years have passed, there are still people talking about ghosts in the arena of life and death. Moreover, after Xiao Fan's victory, a huge sculpture appeared on the highest platform of the arena of life and death.

Of course, this is just an afterthought!

Xiao Fan's sword just now still reverberates in everyone's minds, how heroic this sword smashed into the arena of life and death!

In the hundreds of years since the Battlefield of Life and Death was established, nothing like this has ever happened. You must know that even ordinary battle emperors in the early stage, or even the strong in the middle stage may not be able to smash the battlefield.

It is conceivable that Xiao Fan's sword definitely has the power of a peerless war king, and it may be able to kill the early days of the war king!

Whoosh!

With the long sword in its sheath, Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and glanced down, then walked towards the exit.

At this moment, the crowd came to their senses, and the scene erupted.

"What a terrifying sword, how could Ghost improve so fast, it's only been three months!"

"Some people cannot be described by geniuses. They must be called monsters. Ghosts are real monsters! Ninety-nine victories, ghosts have achieved ninety-nine victories, and the next battle will most likely be Tiancan and ghosts! "

"I really want to know what the ghost looks like. It is so powerful. If it is a handsome young man, I will definitely marry him."

"Just you ugly monster, step aside, don't be disgusting here."

Amidst the roar of the crowd, Xiao Fan had already disappeared.

At the outermost edge of the auditorium, Crazy Wolf had just arrived and happened to see this scene, a trace of horror and surprise flashed in his eyes, but in a short while, it turned into loneliness and worry.

What shocked him was Xiao Fan's strength, and what surprised him was that Xiao Fan was still alive and killed three people with one sword.

However, what he was most worried about happened.

"Young Master and Big Brother, no one can die!" Crazy Wolf gritted his teeth, his fists were clenched, and his eyes flashed a look of solemnity, before he turned and left.

At the same time, in the conference hall, the eyes of the four elders and the purple-robed young man also flickered. They destroyed the battle platform with just one strike. This is the power of the Emperor of War.

"This is not a simple sword intent." The purple-robed youth's eyes were burning, and he murmured in his heart. A fighting spirit quietly rose from him, but he suppressed it forcibly in just a moment.

"Haha, as expected of a ghost, ninety-nine wins, he really did it, and Ye Luo was killed by him in seconds!" The third elder laughed loudly, as if he turned over and became the master.

The Great Elder's face was ashen, and he gritted his teeth. Ye Luo was his trump card, and he was slaughtered by the ghost boy with a sword.

Originally, he was very confident in Ye Luo's strength, but he didn't expect that in Xiao Fan's hands, he couldn't go three rounds, which was beyond his expectation.

What made him most angry was not Ye Luo's death, but Yu Sheng's chance, which finally fell on Ghost and Tian Can.

"Seven days later, arrange a battle between Tiancan and Ghost! Inform them." The purple-robed youth squinted his eyes, stood up suddenly, left a word and disappeared in place.

The First Elder's face turned ashen, and the Third Elder was not much better, with a slumped face, and sighed: "Is it still necessary to die?"

These words sounded harsh to the Great Elder, but he had no choice but to leave angrily.

"Third Elder, just have fun secretly, you have succeeded, no matter who wins, you can leave here!" The second elder's eyes are full of envy.

"Yeah, we don't know how long we can survive, Yum is too difficult." The fourth elder said enviously.

"I don't know whether I should be happy or sad. I don't want Tiancan and Ghost to die." The third elder smiled wryly and shook his head, "It's a pity that this matter can't be changed anymore. Order, we can't play tricks on it, just let fate."

Xiao Fan was sitting in the lounge, when he learned that he would fight Tian Can after seven days, a look of seriousness flashed in Xiao Fan's eyes, the battle between Tian Can and Crazy Wolf was still vivid in his memory more than two months ago.

He didn't know much about Tiancan, but ninety-nine consecutive victories represented everything.

Moreover, what Xiao Fan was worried about was Mad Wolf, he knew that there must be some relationship between Mad Wolf and Tian Can, otherwise Mad Wolf would not use his own death to fulfill Tian Can.

Xiao Fan left the arena of life and death, and when he returned to his residence, it was already evening. Yi Yun and the others were still waiting in the attic. Seeing that Xiao Fan was still alive, they were very excited.

In the restaurant in the distance, a strong murderous intent flashed in An Lan's eyes, and he said coldly: "Why hasn't junior brother come back yet, is it possible that the matter is not done?"

At this moment, An Hai was sitting in a gloomy room in a relatively remote restaurant in the outer city of Lihuo Emperor's Capital.

crunch! The door was pushed open, and an enchanting and beautiful girl in a fiery red dress walked in, sitting on a chair opposite An Hai, and beside her was an old man in black.

"Who do you want to kill?" The girl in the fiery red skirt asked straight to the point. The people who came here all wanted to entrust the killing, so there was no need to beat around the bush.

"Xiao Fan." An Hai was trembling, but he mustered up his courage and said.

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the girl in the fiery red dress, and she said flatly, "We need all the other party's information."

"This is it." An Hai had already prepared all of Xiao Fan's information, and directly handed over a copy of Xiao Fan's information, which included almost everything about Xiao Fan's coming to Lihuo Imperial Capital, only the identity of the ghost was unknown.

The girl in the fiery red dress glanced at the information, looked at An Hai with a smile, and said, "Are you sure you want to kill Xiao Fan?"

An Hai looked at the girl in the fiery red skirt in puzzlement, seeing the fiery figure of the girl in the fiery red skirt, a look of greed flashed in his eyes, he licked his dry tongue and said, "I'm sure."

"Yes, the commission is 100 million soul stones." The girl in the fiery red skirt nodded and stretched out a finger.

"Okay, I'll give it to you." An Hai was already prepared, took out a soul ring and put it on the table, said: "This is 100 million soul stones, when can I see Xiao Fan's head?"

The girl in the fiery red skirt picked up the soul ring and glanced at it, then shook her head and said, "I'm talking about 100 million middle-grade soul stones."

"What?" An Hai suddenly stood up, "100 million middle-grade soul stones, you might as well grab them!"

"Are you questioning my words?" The face of the woman in the fiery red skirt changed as soon as she said it, "100 million low-grade soul stones, are you sending a beggar? This is the price to kill an early battle king."

"Although Xiao Fan is in the late stage of the King of War, he doesn't need 100 million middle-grade soul stones." An Hai snorted coldly, "Since you Xuelou is unwilling, I can go to Yan Luofu and Rashomon and say goodbye!"

After saying a word, An Hai slammed the door and walked out without thinking.

"I don't want him to live another incense stick of time." The girl in the fiery red skirt said lightly.

"Yes, young master." The old man in black next to him nodded respectfully, and then disappeared into the room strangely, because the time left for the old man in black was not enough for a stick of incense.

"My lord, you will be restless wherever you go. It's only eight months away from a year. Where's your Yum?"

If Xiao Fan was here, he would naturally be able to recognize that the girl in the fiery red dress was none other than Xue Yaoluo.