Chapter 3942 How About Giving Me a Chance to Die?

Xiao Fan squeezed through the crowd and walked in. Two figures were instantly imprinted in his eyes.

On the ring in front, there was a figure lying, his clothes were torn, his flesh and blood were mangled, he looked miserable and in a very embarrassed state.

However, Xiao Fan still barely recognized this person and couldn't help but frown.

A few steps away from this person, stood a thin man in black robes. The man was tall and tall, with a handsome face. He was looking up and laughing, looking down at the person lying on the ground from time to time, with a cruel look in his eyes.

"What's going on?" Xiao Fan frowned at all this and asked a monk next to him.

The monk next to him didn't even look at Xiao Fan, and sneered: "That boy from the Ancient God Realm is so impatient that he dares to steal a woman from Qianshan Mu, and he even dares to go to the stage of life and death. Isn't this looking for death?"

Xiao Fan frowned even more when he heard this.

Qianshan Mu, from the name, it sounds like he belongs to the Qianshan family. Why did he offend the Qianshan family?

At this time, the black-robed man Qian Shanmu on the ring slowly walked up to the lying man and stepped hard on the opponent's chest, causing a sound of ribs breaking.

"It's rubbish from the Ancient God Realm. Xiao Fan is so arrogant that it's a miracle that he can survive until now. Who do you think you are?" Qian Shanmu sneered.

As he spoke, he twisted his foot a few more times.

"Qianshan Mu, you can't kill without a head, is it necessary to torture Mo Taixu?" A voice sounded from the edge of the ring.

Yes, the person who was stepped on by Qianshan Mu was none other than Xiao Fan's old rival Mo Taixu, and the person who spoke was Feng Zhonghuang.

The two of them and Yu Cangliu were surrendered by Xiao Fan at first, but later released them. Since entering Tianhuang, these two people have also practiced hard, and now they have broken through to the low-grade holy realm.

However, there is still some gap between their strength and Qianshanmu.

"Emperor Feng Zhong, isn't Mo Taixu your friend? Do you want to save him?" Qian Shanmu smiled instead of angry, and his smile was a little cold: "I will give you a chance to save him. As long as you defeat me, I will Spare him!"

Feng Zhonghuang's eyelids twitched. He was only a low-grade saint, and his strength was comparable to that of Mo Taixu. Mo Taixu was defeated after being unable to take even ten moves.

Even if he goes up, how can he defeat Qian Shanmu?

It is estimated that he will not be able to save Mo Taixu, but will get himself involved.

But, could I just watch Mo Taixu die here?

Just when Feng Zhonghuang was about to enter the ring, Qian Shanmu said again: "However, before you come up, you have to sign a life and death agreement. If you can't beat me, then you have to be buried with him."

Emperor Feng Zhong seemed not to have heard Qian Shanmu's words at all. Now that he was ready to enter the ring, he was already prepared to die.

He was extremely unwilling. With their talents, they should not have stopped at the low-level saints, but it was a pity that they were born at the wrong time.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Zhonghuanghao stepped onto the ring, ready to sign a life and death agreement.

However, at this time, another figure flew from a distance and shouted: "Feng Zhonghuang, don't go up!"

Everyone looked around, only to see a man in white robe suddenly appear in the square, and many people recognized him at a glance.

"Oh, isn't this Yu Cangliu? He's also here to die?" Qian Shanmu said with a sinister smile, "Just in time, I can also give you a chance."

"No need, you can kill Mo Taixu today, but when I break through to the high-level Holy Lord, I will kill you!" Yu Cangliu said firmly.

Unlike Feng Zhonghuang, he still maintains a trace of reason. If he goes up now, it is impossible to avenge Mo Taixu. He will simply die.

If you want revenge, you have to become stronger!

Emperor Feng Zhong also woke up instantly, took a deep breath and said: "Brother Demon, I hope you don't blame me."

"Revenge me!" Mo Taixu said in a hoarse voice. His vitality was drained so quickly that it was difficult to even speak.

Qian Shanmu's face darkened. He didn't like others not following his rules of the game. He smiled ferociously and strengthened his feet a little more.

"Then you go die." Qianshan Tomb's body erupted with murderous aura.

"A man, do you have the nerve to let others avenge you?" At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded from the crowd.

When Feng Zhonghuang and Yu Cangliu heard this voice, they instinctively showed fear. This voice seemed to have been imprinted in the depths of their souls.

The crowd's eyes followed the sound and instantly fell on a young man in black robes.

"Xiao Fan?" Someone exclaimed, revealing the identity of the speaker.

Yes, it was Xiao Fan who spoke just now. When he saw Mo Taixu being trampled under his feet, he was not prepared to meddle in his own business. After all, this was a life and death fight.

Since Mo Taixu chose a life-and-death fight, he had to pay a sufficient price for his choice.

However, the indifferent attitude of the monks next to him and Qian Shanmu's condescending and proud look of disdain for the ancient divine world made Xiao Fan extremely unhappy.

In addition, Feng Zhonghuang chose to step into the ring despite knowing that he would die for Mo Taixu, which also made Xiao Fan feel moved and recognized for a moment.

Xiao Fan may not regard these three people as opponents, but they have surrendered to him anyway, so why should he watch them die?

"Xiao Fan?" Qian Shanmu on the stage stopped instinctively when he heard the name, and looked at Xiao Fan with murderous intent: "Are you the one who killed my nephew Qian Shan Luoyun?"

"Qianshan Luoyun is your nephew?" Xiao Fan looked at Qianshan Mu with some surprise.

Qian Shanmu raised his proud head and said, "That's right, now you know you're afraid?"

"Afraid?" Xiao Fan seemed to be amused by Qianshan Mu, and said unhurriedly: "You misunderstood, I was just thinking that Qianshan Luoyun is already useless enough, but you, as an elder, are worse than a If you want rubbish, what are you?"

"Worse than trash?" Someone in the crowd directly answered Xiao Fan's words.

The crowd burst into laughter when they heard this.

"You are looking for death!" Qian Shanmu was extremely angry, and an icy murderous aura erupted around him, forming a thin layer of frost.

"How about you also give me a chance to seek death?" Xiao Fan smiled instead of being angry, slowly walked out of the crowd and approached the ring: "If I win you, let him go, if I lose, let him do whatever you want. ,how?"

When Qian Shanmu heard this, his eyelids jumped. There was a voice in his heart telling him not to agree to Xiao Fan.

You know, Jiang Shaoxu had a combat power that was close to that of a high-grade saint, but he eventually died in Xiao Fan's hands.

Now that so much time has passed, Xiao Fan may have truly achieved a breakthrough. "I am only half a step away from the low-grade Yuan Zun. Jiang Shaoxu is no match for me. This opportunity to kill him cannot be missed." Qian Shanmu pondered in his heart, and suddenly his eyes lit up and said: "Since you are looking for death, So what if it helps you?"