Chapter 385 The Holy Cruel

The main plane, the Duke's Mansion of the Emperor Guangming.

Facing Wang Fansen's cold gaze, Xiaoyaohou sneered and pointed at Wang Fan very arrogantly and cursed: "Boy, why are you still crazy? I asked you to escape last time. You are lucky. Today we have set up a net of heaven and earth. You fell into our trap. Do you think you can still go out alive? What can you do to me? Want to kill me? Come and kill me, I want to see how you kill me?"

Xiaoyao Hou's lyrics did not make Wang Fan angry. Wang Fan's eyes flashed over the five ninth-level powerful men, as if he was calculating something. He said calmly: "Xiaoyao Hou, you escaped from my hands back then, but you didn't want to repent. You repeatedly provoked me. If I don't kill you, it will not be enough to calm my anger. Today, you will definitely die!"

"Hahahahahaha!!!!" Xiaoyao Hou laughed wildly and said, "Did I hear it wrong? I will die today? I think you took the wrong medicine!"

Harvard next to him whispered: "Be careful that he suddenly burst out."

Xiaoyao Hou smiled contemptuously and said, "Don't worry, Harvard brothers, he can't kill me today."

At this moment, on the periphery of the ruins, the handsome man Su Ge came to Feilin at some point. He stared at the tragic death of Brandt in the middle of the ruins. His face turned pale and transparent. He was as if he was lost and his mind was hit. Tears quickly blurred his eyes.

"No--" Su Ge covered his face and cried in pain, tears flowing out from his fingers, followed by a suppressed cry.

Suddenly he stood up and rushed inside quickly, regardless of the fact that there was a circle of peerless strong men there.

Su Ge's sudden disturbance surprised both Wang Fan and Xiaoyao Hou. When Xiaoyao Hou saw that it was Su Ge, he showed a contemptuous and disgusting expression on his face, but he ignored him and let Su Ge break through the outer defense line and fly towards the center of the field. It seemed that he wanted to see Wang Fan's joke.

Wang Fan didn't know who Su Ge was, but seeing that the other party was so incompetent, he felt something was wrong.

Suge rushed over and shouted, "Brandt, Brandt, don't die, you promised me to take me to your territory to live in the future. How can you leave me alone? Wake up, huh!! Wake up, don't you say, let me see the sunflower you planted, let's go together. Wake up. When you wake up, we will go immediately. OK?" Suge was crying and lay on Brandt's body, crying and heartbroken.

Suddenly he looked up suddenly and his hatred eyes were aimed at Wang Fan: "It's you, you killed my Brandt. I want you to pay his life. I want to kill you. I want to kill you!"

As he said that, he didn't care that he could beat Wang Fan, and rushed forward fiercely.

Seeing Su Ge pounce on him, suddenly with a "bang", Su Ge's body was like a watermelon hit by an armor-piercing bomb, and his whole body burst, and the meat sauce was splashed like blood. The entire ruins seemed to be poured out by blood rain, with meat foam and bright red blood everywhere. The broken internal organs, broken eyes and red and white brains were sprinkled everywhere.

A few drops of brain and an eyeball fell to Feilin's feet while watching. When Feilin looked at the big staring eyes, she screamed "ah" immediately, and Huarong lost her complexion and covered her cherry lips and retreated.

Wang Fan, who was closest to him, had no blinking his eyelids, and the splashing flesh and blood were naturally blocked by his protective aura.

"You two, since you are here, let's show up." Wang Fan said, looking at the empty sky.

Just as Feilin and other people watching the battle outside were wondering who Wang Fan was talking to, two figures suddenly appeared in the air where Wang Fan looked. Then a voice rang in the air: "Haha, little friend Colin, I solved this problem for you. Do you think you will return my son to me? As long as you hand over your son to me in a complete manner, I promise to withdraw and no longer participate in the siege of you. What do you think?"

The person who spoke was Zhu Xinghai, a legendary saint with purple hair. Not far away from him, a cold-looking Silver Sword Saint also appeared.

Wang Fan was not surprised at all when he saw the appearance of the two saints. Instead, he smiled. He pointed at Xiaoyao Hou beside Harvard and said, "Zhu Xinghai, it's not impossible to let your son go. As long as you kill this person, I will promise you. How about it? A waste of less than seventh level, a ninth level son, is it very cost-effective to replace a ninth level son."

When Xiaoyao Hou saw Zhu Xinghai's moving expression, he immediately panicked. He said anxiously: "Your Highness, don't believe him. He is killing people with a knife. Even if you kill me, he will not let your son go. He is using a fraud." Seeing that Zhu Xinghai was unmoved, Xiaoyao Hou became even more anxious. He turned his eyes to the Silver Sword Saint and begged: "Old ancestor, you say something, you can't just let him kill me like this. I am your many grandsons, you can't watch your grandson die."

The Silver Sword Saint looked cold and ignored Xiaoyao Hou's plea and ignored him as if he had nothing to do with him.

Hou Xiaoyao saw something from the faces of the two saints. Suddenly, he shook his body, grabbed Harvard beside him and threw it at Saint Zhu Xinghai, and turned around and flew away in the distance.

Harvard was caught and threw it away. He was caught off guard, screaming in surprise and flew out involuntarily. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Saint Zhu Xinghai, he thought that he was about to hit a Saint. Harvard felt that his heart was about to jump out.

Suddenly, he saw the Saint Zhu Xinghai slowly stretch out his hand and snatch it in the air. Then, Harvard heard a scream, accompanied by the scream, and the sound of watermelon being pinched.

When Harvard looked back, he happened to see Xiaoyao Hou who was flying in panic and following Su Ge's footsteps, his body "boomed" like a watermelon and splattered into meat sauce. The blood of the minced meat splashed in the sky. Seeing this scene, Harvard felt cold all over his body, and there was no trace of blood on his face. The rabbit died and the dog cooked, and he felt the same sympathy. Endless sadness surged in Harvard's heart.

With a flash of thought, Harvard suddenly realized that he had returned to his original place, as if he had never moved.

"My friend Colin, how about it? He is dead. Are you satisfied?" Zhu Xinghai killed Xiaoyao Hou and turned to Wang Fan and smiled at him as if nothing had happened.

Even Wang Fan was particularly surprised when Xiaoyao Hou was killed. He didn't expect that Zhu Xinghai would really dare to kill Xiaoyao Hou. What he didn't expect was that the Silver Sword Saint did not stop Zhu Xinghai. At this moment, Wang Fan realized even more that in the eyes of the saints, the lives of these mortals were so cheap. And the five ninth-level strong men didn't even dare to fart after Zhu Xinghai killed his young master. The majesty of the saint was so powerful.

Wang Fan laughed and praised: "Okay, okay, courageous, worthy of being a legend of a generation. Since you really killed Xiaoyao Hou, what if I let your son go?"

[I went to visit my relatives two days ago, I was so tired that I was so tired. And it was still very cold in the countryside. I caught a cold when I came back today. I was unhappy.]
Chapter completed!