Jiang Xiaobai had this kind of experience, and he still remembers it vividly.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded slightly and stood up: "Since the geniuses in Kyoto have been defeated, then I'll come." ”

"We can't let these onmyoji ride on our heads to show off their might!"

Tang Shanhai nodded slightly and said: "That's how it should be, but don't worry about this matter first, I have set the day for you to learn from the young onmyoji of the Neon Country until tomorrow, you should rest and prepare first." ”

"In this battle, we in Huaxia must not lose again!"

"Otherwise, I really don't know what kind of mess will happen!"

Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand and said casually: "Then help me prepare a practice room, I've been idle for a long time, those boys in Qilu annoy me every day, but I have long wanted to come out and take a walk." ”

As soon as Jiang Xiaobai left, Cao Wenlong also left immediately, but it didn't take long for Pan Feng, who received the news, to immediately rush back to the martial arts department from outside, standing in front of the window with a cold face and looking at the sun hanging high in the sky, while Tang Shanhai sat on the sofa with a cup of tea and chattered unhurriedly.

"Pan Feng, the matter has come to this, after all, it was your son Pan Yan who wanted to kill Jiang Xiaobai as a sacrifice, and in the end he was killed after losing to Jiang Xiaobai, since he moved that crooked mind, he can't blame others for his inferior skills. ”

Pan Feng snorted coldly, his eyes were full of fierceness, he took a deep breath, and then turned to look at Tang Shanhai: "Tang Shanhai, it's not your son who died, is it?"

My son Pan Yan is only one step away from the Imperial Realm, if it weren't for Jiang Xiaobai's sneak attack, how could he have died?"

"Or, would you rather listen to Jiang Xiaobai's words?"

Tang Shanhai took a sip of tea and looked up at Pan Feng, then lowered his head to blow away the hot air in the cup, and said competently but without showing weakness: "What do you want?"

"Kill Jiang Xiaobai?"

"It's not unclear how many resources it takes for the Martial Arts Department to train a young king-level genius to come out. ”

|“ Just for your own selfishness, do you want him to die?"

When the words fell, Tang Shanhai stood up and walked out of the door, and said coldly: "I warn you about this matter, there is no need to discuss, Jiang Xiaobai and I will deal with him, but I must not die!"

Even so, Pan Feng didn't have the slightest intention of having a seizure at the moment, just silently watched Tang Shanhai walk away.

It wasn't until the last sun set outside the window and the last ray of light disappeared completely that Pan Feng came back to his senses.

Pan Feng looked at the photos on the table and murmured unconsciously.

"My son, just like that, died at the hands of an ant. ”

"A king-level genius?"

"If my son hadn't died, he would have been a royal by now!"

"Jiang Xiaobai!"

"I want you dead!"

"Yes, kill you first, kill Jiang Xiaobai first. ”

Pan Feng stood up, walked out of the room, and walked towards Jiang Xiaobai's room in the Martial Arts Department.

Walking to the restaurant of the martial arts department, a group of old fritters sat talking and laughing, mostly chatting about the recent news, gossip and the like.

Seeing Pan Feng coming, a group of people immediately stood up and said hello together, Pan Feng just glanced at it coldly and left by himself.

It wasn't until it was certain that Pan Feng was far away that the group sat down again.

"Eh, have you heard? Jiang Xiaobai killed Elder Pan's only son, Pan Yan!" The thin young man standing on the outermost side glanced back and made sure that Pan Feng had left, and immediately turned around and whispered gossip.

"Cut, if you're dead, you're dead, if Pan Yan hadn't been for his father being Pan Feng, he would have died thousands of times!"

"It's Jiang Xiaobai, it's a pity, according to Elder Pan Feng's temperament, if it weren't for Elder Tang Shanhai Tang's suppression, Jiang Xiaobai would probably have died when he was in Shennongjia!"

"Jiang Xiaobai is also bold, Pan Yan dares to kill, I don't dare to change me, even if I kill, I won't live long. ”

"But Elder Pan is really alone now, his only son is dead, I guess Jiang Xiaobai will definitely not live long!"

"Who is right, isn't there still Elder Tang? ”

A group of people, you say a word, and you don't want to stop at all.

Although Pan Feng had already walked away, with his emperor-level strength, all the discussions in the restaurant could be heard clearly, and the speed under his feet was subconsciously accelerated a little.

Syllable!

The A-shaped practice room suddenly opened from the outside to the inside.

Pan Feng stood at the door expressionlessly and looked at Jiang Xiaobai, looking at the things on the ground that were obviously brought back from the Sea Clan battlefield, his eyes were suddenly blood-red, and he said gloomily: "My son Pan Yan should have one too!"

Jiang Xiaobai had already expected that Pan Feng might find trouble for himself, but what he didn't expect was that it was so fast, Pan Feng couldn't even wait for a moment, obviously wanting his life to accompany his son's funeral.

Although Pan Feng was a master in the middle of the imperial level, Jiang Xiaobai was not afraid at all, his timidity was not revealed, he raised his head, and looked at Pan Feng quietly: "Elder Pan, are you trying to kill me?"

Pan Feng sneered, and suddenly stepped forward, and his mind turned into a knife and pointed directly at Jiang Xiaobai.

"Boy, I think you still know quite well, I thought you were a fool!"

The voice fell.

The divine thought rushed away and rushed towards Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't move at all, until the attack of the Divine Mind Transformation Knife reached his feet in front of him, and his body began to shake violently, leaving an afterimage in place, appearing on the left side of the practice room.

"Elder Pan is really anxious, isn't he afraid of the director's punishment?"

"It is estimated that Elder Tang is already on his way here at this moment, right?"

"As the Minister of Martial Arts, I am afraid that I will not be able to get by without giving an explanation!"

Pan Feng snorted coldly, his toes tapped lightly, and the air waves flew and rushed towards Jiang Xiaobai.

"You are quite sharp-tongued, you are a king-level, if I kill it, I will kill it, how can I not do it!"

"Today, I want you to pay for my son's life!"

As he spoke, Pan Feng punched Jiang Xiaobai!

The inside of the practice room was like a deep sea in an instant, the air pressure in the room was extremely high, and Pan Feng's fist speed was not fast, but in Jiang Xiaobai's eyes, no matter how he hid or changed his body, he could not escape Pan Feng's lock.

"Death to Lao Tzu!" Pan Feng shouted violently and moved forward.

Blood spraying, such as a rainbow hanging moon.

Jiang Xiaobai staggered forward, half-kneeling in front of the horizontal knife, like a dead man.

Blood flowed, and the horizontal knife suddenly glowed red.

Jiang Xiaobai, who was still sane, was ecstatic in his heart, he didn't expect that the horizontal knife was just a simple drop of blood to recognize the master, I knew that this was the case, where did I need such a troublesome way!

Seeing this scene, Pan Feng was furious, and when he raised his hand, he was already behind Jiang Xiaobai, and he was about to slap it with one palm!

"Give my son Pan Yan a burial!"