Chapter 779 Disputes
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Chapter 779 Disputes
The flying warship started, and the more than 800 monks who passed the primary selection were all enthusiastic, and they were full of expectations for the Peerless Holy City.
Xiao Fan's heart was extremely restless, Jiang Changqing's hostility towards him was unusually great, and he didn't seem to have offended him.
Could it be that Granny Tianxiang is really his old concubine?
Even if it is his old concubine, there is no need to put himself to death.
If Ye Linchen hadn't opened his mouth, it is estimated that this old man really wanted to make things difficult for himself. Thinking of this, Xiao Fan couldn't help but give Ye Linchen a grateful look.
Ye Linchen's eyes were very calm, he didn't look at Xiao Fan more, only a voice echoed in Xiao Fan's ears: "With your current strength, it's best not to provoke him, he doesn't need any reason to kill you."
The voice was very ethereal, but Xiao Fan knew that it was Ye Linchen's voice.
Hearing this, Xiao Fan's heart was extremely heavy. This Peerless Holy City seemed to be more cruel than the Great Emperors' Dynasty. It was just a matter of moving a finger for a high-ranking person to kill a low-ranking monk.
"Wait until my strength reaches the sky, whoever blocks and kills me!" Xiao Fan said coldly in his heart, then slowly turned around, stood beside the railing of the warship, and looked down.
When you are at the top, you can see all the mountains and small ones at a glance!
Xiao Fan really understood the meaning of this poem. Now he may be able to walk sideways among the emperors and despise everything. Those creatures are like ants.
But what is it in front of the powerhouses of the Peerless Holy City?
Perhaps, in Jiang Changqing's eyes, Xiao Fan is also like an ant!
For some reason, Xiao Fan's heart was filled with a desire, not only for strength, but also for influence!
This is a question that Xiao Fan has never thought about. For a long time, Xiao Fan only thought that it was enough for him to live freely, and he didn't need to build any power at all.
But the fact is that the opposite is true, the farther he goes, the stronger the powerful people and forces blocking him on the road ahead.
In the rivers and lakes, there will always be times when there is nothing you can do.
"If I reorganize the Asura Hall, what will happen?" Xiao Fan thought to himself, reorganizing the Asura Hall is not an easy matter, and he has thought about it many times, at least with his current strength, it is impossible to reorganize the Asura Hall temple.
"Third, what's going on? You want to kill that old man?" Fatty came to Xiao Fan's side and said in a slightly cold tone.
As long as Xiao Fan says a word, Fatty will absolutely not care about anything, and directly start a fight with Jiang Changqing, regardless of your cultivation level, fight first.
"I want to kill him, but not now." Xiao Fan gathered his voice together and said in a thread. If Jiang Changqing heard it, things would probably be troublesome.
Just as Ye Linchen said, Jiang Changqing didn't need any reason to kill him. In Wushuang Holy City, the hierarchy is even stricter.
"With our strength, can't we kill him?" The fat man's eyes flashed fiercely, but it only disappeared in a flash.
Xiao Fan shook his head and said, "Don't worry, he won't be jumping for long."
For those who want to kill him, Xiao Fan will never be merciful, just because Jiang Changqing wants to kill him, no matter who he is, Xiao Fan will put him to death.
The current Xiao Fan is still too far behind Jiang Changqing, at least he has to enter the middle stage of the War Emperor Realm before he can hope to fight Jiang Changqing, let alone kill him.
Xiao Fan also understands that even if they are at the same level, there are strengths and weaknesses. For example, Chu Kong and Lei Wu, although they are strong in the late Zhandi stage, their real combat power is also higher than that of ordinary Zhandi mid-stage fighters. Be stronger, otherwise Xiao Fan would not be able to kill them.
"When you want to kill him, call me." Fatty patted Xiao Fan's shoulder and said domineeringly.
Xiao Fan nodded, and a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes. This is the real brother, even if he goes through fire and water, he will not hesitate.
"Second brother, third brother, I have reserved two training rooms for you. I heard that it will take seven days to arrive at Wushuang Holy City, so you can hurry up and practice." Guan Xiaoqi took Xiao Jin and Xiao Ming from a distance. Come, carelessly said.
"Where are Lou Aotian and Chu Qingkuang?" Xiao Fan asked.
"These two cultivators found a practice room and went to practice." Guan Xiaoqi curled his lips and said, although he has good talent, compared with Lou Aotian and Chu Qingkuang, he is still less diligent.
"Third brother, let's go, let's go to practice too, it's best to break through to the Zhandi realm before rushing to Wushuang Holy City." The fat man grinned and walked forward first.
Xiao Fan nodded, but he was thinking in his heart that it happened to be a chance to practice the eighth-rank combat skill Thousand Miles Rising Light, and perfect the prisoner soul finger at the same time.
The Feidu warship is very large, and there are many training rooms, which are full of spiritual energy, which is very suitable for monks to practice.
Under the leadership of Guan Xiaoqi, Xiao Fan and Fatty also came to the training room where they were, feeling the aura in the training room, Xiao Fan and Fatty nodded slightly.
"Although the aura and soul power are a little thinner, they can barely be cultivated." Xiao Fan said, the aura and soul power in the flying warship are all supplied by soul stones, and there are free soul stones, which is already considered Very good.
"It will be a few days." The fat man shrugged helplessly.
"Why do you occupy my practice room? I occupied it first."
"Why? My strength is stronger than yours. I really don't know how you got the first place. The strength of the Queen of War is really not that good. Little beauty, as long as you stay with me for one night, this training room will give you a lot of money." how are you?"
"You bastard!"
When Xiao Fan and the others were about to enter the practice room, suddenly, a loud voice sounded, Xiao Fan suddenly stopped, frowned, then turned and walked along the corridor.
With a sweep of soul power, a familiar figure was imprinted in Xiao Fan's mind instantly. The owner of the voice just now was none other than Long Wu.
When I saw Long Wu more than two months ago, she was only in the early stage of the War Emperor, but now, she is already a master in the late War Queen stage.
Coupled with her blood of the Ice Race, if she fights with all her strength, the peak Zhanhuang will definitely not be an opponent of Long Wu. Even if she is an ordinary Zhanhuang early stage strong, she may be able to give it a go if she works hard.
"Hey, I still have such a big temper, I like it." There was an evil laugh, and a burly young man was standing opposite Long Wu, and he stretched out his palm to touch Long Wu's face.
Long Wu was furious, and a cold chill suddenly appeared all over his body. The temperature in the corridor dropped several degrees in an instant, and then he reached out and patted the burly young man.
"It turns out to be an iceberg beauty. So, I like it better. By the way, it seems that you are the younger sister of the newly promoted Great Dragon Emperor, haha~" The burly young man smiled even more wickedly, and licked his dry tongue.
Behind the burly young man, there were still several people standing, looking at Long Wu with lewd smiles. They had seen many women, but peerless beauties like Long Wu were too rare.
The burly young man dodged quickly, grabbing Long Wu's lotus root arm with one hand, and just as he was about to touch Long Wu, a flash of light suddenly flashed by.
Immediately afterwards, with a crisp bang, the burly young man's body shot out like a cannonball, hitting the end of the corridor heavily.
When the crowd came to their senses, they all showed astonishment. The burly young man was also at the peak of the War Emperor, but he was slapped away.
After a while, the eyes of the crowd fell on a young man in black. He was dressed in a black robe without wind, and his eyes were cold and black, as sharp as a knife.