Chapter 405 Come to Learn From Each Other

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Chapter 405 Come to learn from each other

Yu Sheng is dead?

No one thought that Yu Sheng would die at the hands of Xiao Fan, even Xiao Fan himself did not expect that a stranger would suddenly appear to kill him.

Xiao Fan sorted out the memory of double-tasking, and probably understood something, but he didn't have any regrets in his heart.

This Yu Sheng is not usually arrogant and domineering, he did not answer him a word in the meditation, he shot fiercely, wanting his own life, so what if such a person kills him?

The crowd was silent, and needles could be heard in the square.

"You, you killed Senior Brother Yu Sheng!" After a while, Song Hao suddenly screamed, as if he deliberately raised his voice, wanting to let everyone in the Spirit Hall know.

Xiao Fan looked at Song Hao playfully, and naturally he probably guessed the cause and effect. Yu Sheng's coming here was probably instigated by Song Hao.

"You!" Song Hao still wanted to shout, but when he saw Xiao Fan's smile, his neck felt cold and he quickly shut up.

"Call, continue." Xiao Fan made a gesture of invitation, as if he was not worried about Yu Sheng's death at all, with a faint smile on his face. .

Where did Song Hao dare to shout, Xiao Fan's smile was too scary, if Xiao Fan got angry, Song Hao would not be so worried.

Even Yu Sheng dared to kill him, let alone Song Hao?

The smile on Xiao Fan's face slowly froze and became icy cold, a looming murderous aura spread from his body, he looked at Song Hao coldly, Song Hao felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body began to tremble.

"The reason why the Hall of Spirits is so weak is not because your talents are too poor, but because you think about fighting in the nest every day, and want to work in the Xuan Palace. How can there be such a good thing in the world?" Xiao Fan smiled coldly, with a trace of disdain in his eyes .

The crowd was silent, and some people lowered their heads in shame.

However, some people still disdain it. Their meaning is obvious. If we don't even have resources in the Spirit Hall, how can we fight Xuangong?

Xiao Fan naturally also understood this point. If the monks in the Spirit Hall want to get enough cultivation resources, they must be ahead of the others. As a result, fighting is inevitable.

Where there are interests, there will be disputes. This is the eternal truth.

"I don't care how you guys want to fight, but you'd better not climb on my head and pee, otherwise, I will make him regret his life." Xiao Fan shook off his robe, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Senior Brother Yu Sheng, Senior Brother Song Hao, the people from Xuan Palace are here again!" Suddenly, a hurried voice came from a distance.

Hearing this sound, the faces of the crowd changed, as if they were as uncomfortable after eating a dead mouse.

"These damned things eat people without spitting out their bones. Last month's cultivation resources were almost won by them, and they are here to make plans for this month?"

"If my five bottles of body quenching liquid hadn't lost to them, I would definitely be able to break through the late stage of the King of War. Damn it, I really want to kill those bastards in Xuangong!"

"What can we do? Brother Yu Sheng and the others are no match, so what can we do to them?"

The students of the Hall of Spirits were extremely angry. As students of the Battle Soul Academy, they would get some training resources every month, such as soul stones, body training liquid, and so on.

However, people from Yuexuan Palace must come to the Hall of Souls every year, looking for opportunities to provoke the students of the Palace of Souls, forcing them to compete with the people of the Palace of Xuans. Didn't win much.

Over time, the Xuan Palace is getting stronger and stronger, and the Spirit Hall is getting weaker and weaker. Today's Spirit Hall is no match for Xuan Gong.

Even for monks of the same rank, let alone strength, even psychologically, the people in Xuangong are stronger than those in Lingdian, and they have even been invincible for a long time.

Hearing this, Xiao Fan shook his head faintly, these people were already terrified in their hearts, no wonder they were the opponents of Xuangong's gang.

It's just that he didn't expect that Mu Chenfeng said at that time that he would come to the students of the Spirit Hall to discuss and learn from each other, but he came so quickly.

"I just happened to go and have a look too." Xiao Fan thought in his heart, glanced at everyone, and left without looking back. As for Yu Sheng who was killed, someone should come to deal with it soon.

So many pairs of eyes saw that it was Yu Sheng who wanted to kill him first, and he was behind the defense, so he wouldn't make things difficult for him if he wanted to come to Battle Soul Academy.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look!" Song Hao heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Xiao Fan leave, this killing god is too scary.

"Senior Brother Song, what about Brother Yu Sheng's body?" A monk asked, could Yu Sheng's body be left here?

"Notify the elders, just tell the truth." Song Hao's eyes flashed a cold light, "Boy, if you dare to kill someone in the Battle Soul Academy, you will have to pay the price in blood!"

Leaving a word, Song Hao left this place and walked outside, the others looked at each other in blank dismay, they didn't want to be an enemy of Xiao Fan, after all, what can't be done to someone who dares to kill even Yu Sheng.

However, they didn't want to offend Song Hao. They still didn't know who Xiao Fan was. What if he was really from the Xuan Palace? Could it be that they let the people from the Spirit Hall be killed?

Several people hesitated for a moment, but still collected Yu Sheng's body, and went to find the elders of the Spirit Hall.

At this moment, Xiao Fan has come to the vast square outside the Hall of Spirits. The square is full of people, divided into two forces, clearly separated, obviously people from the Hall of Spirits and Xuangong.

"Why, the soul quenching liquid that was just released yesterday, the clearing liquid is used up so quickly? Don't you dare to bet that the people in the Spirit Hall have become shrinking turtles again?"

"It's okay without the liquid medicine. It's a big deal to gamble with soul stones. After all, you are also in the king of war state, so you don't even have soul stones."

"I think it's okay to just disband the Spirit Hall, and it would be embarrassing to continue to exist. A few years ago, joining my Xuan Palace would be acceptable, but now, our Xuan Palace has formulated a new rule, no garbage!"

"Haha, the Spirit Hall is just a garbage dump, it's all garbage!"

The students of Xuangong talked to each other, sarcasm unscrupulously, and did not pay attention to the Spirit Hall at all. Even a monk in the middle stage of the Battle King Realm can be abused at will. One can imagine how unbearable the Spirit Hall has been in these years.

The students who had just joined the Hall of Spirits were all extremely angry when they saw this scene. Many wanted to stand up and compete with the people from the Xuan Palace, but they were held back by others.

This is an obvious aggressive method, and whoever falls into the scheme will be unlucky. After so many years, the people in the Hall of Spirits have learned a lot.

However, the people in Xuangong did not intend to let them go like this, and their words became more and more sharp.

"Damn it, isn't it just a few bottles of body refining liquid? I'm betting with you, who will come to fight!" The people in the Spirit Hall finally couldn't help it. A young man in green robes stepped forward and looked angrily. people.

"Haha, finally some trash dares to speak, I'll fight you." A loud laugh came from the Xuangong crowd, and a young man in blue robe walked forward slowly with a long sword in his hand.

Every step he took, the ground seemed to tremble slightly, with a terrifying momentum.

The expressions of the people in the Spirit Hall froze, the green-robed youth was not as good as the blue-robed youth in terms of momentum alone, there was hardly any suspense in this battle.

"Your Majesty's late-stage battle king, against my mid-stage battle king in the Spirit Hall, this is the confidence of your mysterious palace, relying on the strong to bully the weak, you are the real garbage." Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded from the side of the Spirit Hall.