Chapter 192 Not Provocation, but Contempt

I don't know why, but Gao Fan felt that the other party had the sense of "Hello everyone, I am a scum, and a brother will come and chop me".

"Pfft!" Thinking of this, Gao Fan didn't hold back and laughed out loud.

The other three were dumbfounded, "Brother, what do you mean by reacting like this?"

Also stunned was the man on the mountain, "Boy, are you provocative or provocative?"

"Haha!" Gao Fan grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, "Of course it's not provocation or provocation. With your strength, the word provocation and provocation is far from being used in front of me. At most, it is contempt!"

"You!" The blood-colored figure was angry at the time,

"I haven't tasted human blood for many years. It seems that the outside world has forgotten my reputation as a blood saber saint, but it doesn't matter, let you enjoy the fear today!"

"Hahaha!"

The Blood Saber Saint laughed wildly, and his body suddenly turned into a bloody light, streaking a blood-colored rainbow in the air, and rushed towards the four of Gao Fan.

It only took a moment for him to come to the four of Gao Fan, and he was invincible and invincible.

Gao Fan glanced at the other party with a look of evil on his face.

"Crack!"

The figure of the Blood Knife Saint stopped abruptly, and the big knife in his hand also shattered.

"This is?" The Blood Sword Saint was dumbfounded and looked at the hilt in his hand with a stunned expression.

"I'm old, I don't take care of my old age well, and I'm still learning how to fight and kill. What kind of strength do I have in my heart?"

Xiao Yan and several people sweated profusely on their foreheads: You are a jerk.

"Your Excellency, who are you?" The Blood Sword Saint looked grim.

Gao Fan smiled slightly, "I am the Emperor of Fan Kingdom, the ruler of Dou Qi Continent, blood knife, right, take us to see Xiao Xuan!"

"The ruler of the Dou Qi Continent?" Xue Dao was stunned at the time, "How many years have passed since the outside world, and there are rulers in the Dou Qi Continent?"

"What? I think you don't believe it!" Gao Fan frowned, arrogantly, "Would you like to give you a punch and let you taste it!"

"Hehe!" The Blood Sword Saint smiled proudly, "It won't help if you punch me, because I'm a soul body..."

"Ah!" Gao Fan raised his hand and punched the Blood Sword Saint directly ten meters away.

The Blood Knife Saint rolled on the ground in pain, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."

After a while, the Blood Sword Saint stood up, his face wilted.

At this time, the blood knife discovered the Xiao clan pattern on Xiao Yan's forehead.

"You are from the Xiao family." Xue Dao looked stunned.

"Exactly." Xiao Yan stepped forward and handed over his hands, "Please also ask Senior Xuedao to take me to the clan's tomb."

"You're still a little talkative, that's all, I'll take you to see Xiao Xuan."

At this moment, four people flew from the sky.

"It's the Soul Clan!" Everyone raised their heads and frowned.

Xiao Yan was slightly puzzled, "Isn't the soul clan only two people here? Why are there four people here?"

"The two old men at the back are the powerful souls of the Soul Race in the Heavenly Tomb." Xun'er murmured.

"Hun Diao, you two old turtles are not staying in the tomb, what are you doing here?" The Blood Saber Saint looked at the two old men opposite with a vigilant look.

Hun Diao ignored the Blood Sword Saint, his eyes fixed on Xiao Yan, "Xiao Clan Marks? There are still people alive!"

The young soul clan beside Hun Diao smiled slightly, "Ancestor, the Xiao clan has been destroyed, he cultivated the clan mark on his own strength!"