Wang Shang looked at Li Xian'er, who was standing in front of Tang Fan and full of evil spirits, and couldn't help but feel the same helplessness and anger as Ning Hou!

Tang Fan, why is it so difficult to kill!

He could not imagine that Tang Fan, who had just arrived at the Blood Saint Sect, would attract so many people to protect him.

Even Li Xian'er, who has always been known as the "blood demon", has changed his character.

"Junior Sister Li, why are you doing this?"

"Are you going to ignore the friendship between the clan for the sake of an outsider?"

"You and I have never had any friendship!"

Li Xian'er's words were decisive, but then she said as if to explain: "I just said, Tang Fan's life belongs to me, and I can only be the one to kill him! He...his inheritance will also be mine!"

"Really?"

Wang Shang curled his lips and smiled maliciously: "I've heard that this guy is good at flirting with women. Could it be that Junior Sister Li is also fascinated by him? Hehe..."

"court death!"

Li Xian'er suddenly felt like a cannonball being ignited. With a finger gesture, a bloody sword immediately emerged from the void and slashed him head-on!

"Li Xian'er, don't be so shameless and think I'm afraid of you!"

Wang Shang clenched his fists and was about to meet the enemy when he suddenly felt something was wrong behind his back, and a chill arose throughout his body.

"Chirp!"

A sharp neighing sound sounded from behind, and a red light came instantly!

"ah!"

Wang Shang was so frightened that he quickly ducked away. A strange big bloody bird passed by him and hit him hard on the shoulder with its sharp claws.

"Beast, I'll kill you!"

Wang Shang screamed, and his left shoulder was torn apart.

But before he could counterattack, the bloody sword had already fallen on his head!

Wang Shang had no choice but to retreat quickly, suffering a hidden loss.

Chirp!

The blood eagle beast succeeded with one blow, and excitedly flew to Li Xian'er to claim credit.

Li Xian'er stood on its back, raised a bloody lotus-shaped magic weapon, and said coldly: "Get out or die!"

The bloody lotus rotated rapidly, forming a bloody whirlpool in the void, and its murderous intent approached Wang Shang.

Tang Fan, who was meditating, opened his eyes a little. He looked up at the bloody lotus, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"How come you have Rongfang's Blood Lotus!"

Wang Shang frowned, he couldn't figure out how Rong Fang's magic weapon fell into Li Xian'er's hands.

Li Xian'er felt weak in her heart, gritted her teeth and rushed forward.

This blood lotus was given to her and Feng Chunyan by Tang Fan during the last sect war, but Feng Chunyan forced it to her.

"If you don't get out, you'll die!"

Li Xian'er made a gesture and the bloody vortex rushed towards Wang Shang.

"Then I'll kill you first, and then I'll kill Tang Fan!"

Wang Shang also showed cruelty in his eyes. He raised his hand and took out an object from his storage bag and threw it out.

boom!

The object instantly turned into a coffin, the cover flew up, and a bloody corpse flew out of it!

"Blood soul!"

The people around him took a breath of air. This blood was refined using the Wang family's unique secret technique.

It is said that this blood corpse of Wang Shang can exert the strength of the late Nascent Soul!

boom!

The blood corpse and the blood lotus fought together and immediately gained the upper hand.

Wang Shang clenched his fist and went straight to Li Xian'er.

"Why!"

Tang Fan let out a long sigh. He had seen that Wang Shang's strength was superior to Li Xian'er's, and he was already murderous. Li Xian'er was in danger!

Just as he was about to activate the Golden Crow Divine Fire to help, he suddenly heard a whistling sound coming from the distance.

"stop!"

Holy Aunt Ouyang Die and He Lan stood in front of Wang Shang.

"Meet the Holy Aunt!"

Wang Shang had no choice but to clasp his fists and bow.

Ning Hou saw this and had no choice but to stop fighting.

Yao Ming, who was covered in scars, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his cultivation was almost withered.

The two groups separated immediately. He Yuexiang flew towards Ouyang Die and He Lan dissatisfied and said, "Why... why are you here so late!"

Ouyang Die ignored He Yuexiang, but looked at Wang Shang and Ning Hou, and said: "Our Holy Sect supports internal competition, but if you kill Tang Fan now and win without force, it will go against the wishes of our ancestors!"

"What's more, if you are fighting like this right now, besides losing both sides, what else can you do?"

Everyone was silent. Ouyang Die was right. They were no longer just fighting for Tang Fan. They looked more like grudges.

When Li Xian'er saw this, she didn't say anything, turned around and left on the Blood Eagle Beast.

It came unexpectedly and left quickly...

"It's all gone..."

Ouyang Die looked at Wang Shang and Ning Hou and said.

While the two were hesitating, they suddenly heard the sound of a bell coming from the top of the Blood Sacred Peak.

After the three bells rang, another majestic voice spread throughout the entire sect: "Seven days later, the Blood Dropping Cliff Trial will begin. All disciples of my Holy Sect can participate!"

Wang Shang lowered his head and looked at Tang Fan, who was still meditating, and said coldly: "Tang Fan, see you at Dripping Blood Cliff!"

"When the time comes, let's see who can save you!"

Ning Hou also left a harsh word and turned around to leave.

Tang Fan watched them leave without saying a word, but his eyes exuded a strong murderous intent.

He is really dying now.

He felt that there was nothing but blood in his body, and the water had been burned dry...

"Tang Fan!"

He Yuexiang immediately ran to Tang Fan and raised her hand to touch his face.

"Do not touch me!"

Tang Fan's voice was hoarse and he blew out a hot breath from his mouth, forcing He Yuexiang to take several steps back.

Feng Chunyan also came over with a smile and asked: "Are you okay?"

"Senior Sister Feng, thank you very much!"

"You're welcome!"

Feng Chunyan waved her hand and said with a seductive look: "Now the Taoist disciples of the Blood Saint Sect have been divided into two factions, one is to protect the young ancestor, and the other is to kill the young ancestor. You saved my life, so naturally I want to protect the young master.

Ancestor!"

She looked at He Yuexiang again and said with a smile: "Junior sister He, don't worry, I won't steal a man from you! I did this purely to repay my kindness!"

"hehe……"

Feng Chunyan laughed sweetly and walked away gracefully.

This woman really knows her position!

Tang Fan looked at her retreating back, then looked at Yao Ming, who was covered in scars, and said distressedly: "Brother, how are you?"

"It's okay, I'm not dead yet!"

Yao Ming grinned, his mouth full of blood.

Tang Fan looked at the Yao family guards behind Yao Ming, and nodded slightly: "Everyone, I can't thank you enough for your kindness. I, Tang Fan, know it well!"

With a flash of consciousness, he opened the Qiankun Bag with difficulty, and several pill bottles flew out from it, all of which flew towards Yao Ming and the others.

"These elixirs and soul medicine are given to brothers to heal their wounds..."

"Thank you, Young Ancestor, for the elixir!"
To be continued...