"Just him!" the disciple repeated again, and the disciple's face was strangely no worse than that of the people in the hall.

"One...... One?"

Chi Mu's face twitched fiercely, as if he thought he had misheard.

He was stunned and said, "You said he rushed in at our Xingyue Gate headquarters alone?"

The disciple nodded hurriedly.

"This little bastard, was his head caught in the door or was his head smashed by a stone?, does he want to take out our entire Xingyue Gate by himself?" The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Chi Mu sneered.

Immediately, he strode out of the hall with a gloomy face, and said coldly: "It's good, it's good, I'll send someone to look for it again." Chihe, call someone for me, block the gate for me, I want him to know that my Xingyue Gate is not the way he can come and leave when he wants!"

"Well, big brother!" nodded heavily, and a cruel smile appeared on the red core's face, and he quickly turned around to convey the order.

"Let's go, let's go and see, what gives this little bastard so much courage, hahahaha!"

Chi Mu waved his palm fiercely, laughed loudly, and walked out of the hall first, and then walked quickly towards the front yard, followed by a large number of people.

Chi Mu and the others quickly walked out of the hall and came to the front yard, where a young man in a normal shirt stood with a smile on his face, waiting for them.

At the same time, to the surprise of Chimu Chihe and the others, at the feet of Xi Yufan, there were already more than a dozen full rolling Xingyue Sect disciples, and the extremely hard gate was also shattered at this time.

"Hehe, Master Chimumen. We haven't seen each other for a short period of time, and I don't know if the master of Chimu is still doing well, eating well, and sleeping well in this short period of time. Seeing Chi Mu who came out with a gloomy face, Xi Yufan slowly raised his head and smiled indifferently.

"Bastard boy, you can stay here forever today!" Chi Mu took a deep breath, took a step forward, pointed his finger at Idiom Fan, and the expression on his face instantly became extremely hideous and resentful.

Seeing the hideous and resentful expression, Cheng Yufan still smiled at it. Regarding his declaration of death, the corners of Chengyu Fan's mouth provoked a touch of sarcasm.

At the same time, looking at the entire courtyard in front of Xingyue Gate, the disciples were gathering more and more, and Cheng Yufan smiled slightly, and slowly walked in in front of everyone.

"Let me stay forever, I've heard too much, it's just ..... I'm sorry, but I'm here to play, boy!"

When Chi Mu heard it, the resentment and resentment in his eyes became more and more intense, "Good, very good, very courageous!"

Looking at the idiom fan's arrogant demeanor, Chi Mu laughed angrily, and waved his palm, the originally broken gate. The heavy black gate shot out of a secret door again, and with a bang, the exit was completely blocked.

Idiom Fan watched the gate fall, and more and more Xingyue Gate disciples emerged from the courtyard, all of them falling on Idiom Fan's body with a fierce face. At the same time, the weapons in their hands, which were bright and shining, seemed to be about to cut the idiom into pieces under the illumination of the sun.

Looking at these Xingyue Sect disciples who appeared, Xi Yufan still looked indifferent, and at the same time shook his head a little helplessly.

"Playing a solo trick, I won't play such a game with you, today I will only use what I think is the safest way to completely solve you!"

Hearing this, Fan nodded slightly. Although the Xingyue people are from the Chi family, Chi Mu can be in charge of the entire Xingyue Gate, and even have the delusional move to overthrow the Tang family, he is indeed not a stupid person who only knows how to do brute things. Even if the Tang family is overthrown, I am afraid that in a few decades or a hundred years, this Chi family will really become a trouble for the Tang family.

Of course, if it were his idiom Fan himself, in this case, he would not have taken any one-on-one competition.

After all, there is no fairness at all in this world, or absolute fairness. In some cases, no matter what kind of despicable method is used, as long as you can successfully reach the goal, that is the best way.

As the saying goes: the king wins and loses.

In this regard, Fan also has a deep understanding of idioms.

"Kill him!" no more nonsense, Chi Mu's finger suddenly pointed at Idiom Fan. In a cold voice. Filled with murderous intent.

Listening to the order of the sect master, the surrounding disciples all clenched the weapons in their hands, and then shouted angrily in unison, fiercely besieging and killing the idiom Fan.

Standing on the steps, Chi Mu Senran looked at the young man who was quite calm in the siege, and his fists were slowly clenched. Han said in a cold voice: "No matter what happens today, idiom Fan, you must die!"

Yes, Idiom Fan must die, he has long wanted Idiom Fan to die, and he died completely!

"Huh!"

And just as everyone was besieging and killing the idiom, in the distant sky, a piercing eagle's cry suddenly sounded.

Immediately, a huge shadow swooped down from the sky.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, there was some stunned and surprised looks, and a lot of some powder was poured out.

Suddenly, the sky above the empty courtyard was covered by the white powder that slowly fell.

"Leave that alone. Kill him first!" Chi Mu's brows furrowed. Said coldly.

Listening to his shouts, those disciples who were originally a little flustered suddenly rushed towards the idiom Fan who was already close at hand again.

"Anyway, isn't it?" Listening to those words, the sly smile in Cheng Fan's heart slowly rose.

Cheng Yufan looked at the disciples rushing from all directions, raised his head, and the layer of powder in the sky, which was light white, was about to fall down.

After exhaling lightly, the idiom Fan finally began to move at this time.

In an instant, his feet sank slightly, his right hand tightly grasped the Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword on his back, and with a low shout, the blade of the sword flew upside down against the palm of his hand.

After a sword shadow circled around Xi Yufan's side, suddenly, several disciples who rushed over first were hit by the blade of the Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword with half a cup, blood sprayed from their mouths, and their bodies shot out backwards.

They wanted him dead, and the actual action of him playing on the field had already begun.

At that moment, Cheng Yufan also processed the light-colored powder in the sky a little, and with the help of his own Yuan Spirit, he suddenly collected and inhaled, and immediately sucked the slowly descending light white powder into the courtyard in an instant.

As soon as the powder fell, Idiom Fan stretched out his left hand and shook violently.

This powerful back-push force immediately blew those pale white medicinal powders to the Xingyue Sect disciples who came from all directions.