With a roar, the undercurrent of Xuanzong was broken.

"Xuanzong's disciples killed my Wang family's disciples, and today Xuanzong will give my Wang family a saying, hand over Chen Fan, and kill people to pay for their lives!"

At the top of the White Tiger Peak, Xiao Zhenhu slowly walked out of the main hall, a pair of eyes flashed, and a murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"What's the matter?

Xiao Zhenhu spoke slowly, not angry and arrogant.

Outside the mountain gate, an old man with tiger eyes stepped into the air, with his hands behind his back, and the posture of the fairy wind bones was unobstructed.

The person who came was Wang Ban, the second master of the Wang family, who was extremely strong in the cultivation period of the Dan period, looked directly at Xiao Zhenhu and said: "If you don't hand over Chen Fan today, anything can happen, don't blame Wang for not reminding you at that time." ”

Wang Ban did not answer Xiao Zhenhu's question head-on, but said ambiguously.

"I don't know what your entire Wang family means, or does your king mean that he forbids one person?" Xiao Zhenhu naturally couldn't hand over Chen Fan, he regarded Chen Fan as the hope of the rise of White Tiger Peak, how could he hand over Chen Fan?

"It doesn't matter who you mean, what matters is how you choose, Lord Xiao Feng. Wang Ban said with a smile.

The Wang family naturally would not choose to confront Xuanzong for the sake of just one Wang Gan, such as Wang Gan, there are many disciples like Wang Gan, what if one dies?

Now that such a big move is made, there must be some plot, and as for what is plotted, I am afraid that only those who participate in this plot know.

"Hehe......"

Xiao Zhenhu sneered and said, "I mean ......"

"While I'm not angry now, how far is the end of the world, how far you can roll for me, otherwise, I will destroy you, including your Wang family!" Xiao Zhenhu said coldly.

"Hmph, Xiao Zhenhu, I will take Chen Fan's life today!" Wang Ban snorted coldly, and his robe was windless.

"You can try!" Xiao Zhenhu's voice became colder and colder.

Wang Ban's right hand behind his back slowly poked out, and suddenly above the courtyard of the outer gate of White Tiger Peak, the wind and clouds gathered, and countless clouds rolled and deformed, turning into a big hand and slowly pressing down.

The outer disciples had already rushed out of the door when Wang Ban arrived, and at this moment, when they saw the visions in the sky, they stared at the big hand that was slowly sinking above the sky.

The big hands are transformed by the clouds in the sky, but they are very real, the lines are clear, and the palm lines are like ravines, making people look at the abyss.

Under the big hand, countless tall trees at the outer gate were destroyed by the hurricane, and the hurricane brought up by the big hand roared, blowing Chen Fan and the others with painful faces.

"Get down!" Chen Fan shouted angrily and shouted at the disciples of the outer sect.

Chen Fan's right hand was weakly grasped, and the soul-chasing life-killing spear appeared in his hand, and the silver flashed in a hurry, taking people's hearts.

The blood rage floated and the slaughter was running, and his cultivation was raised to the peak, and the aura vortex around Chen Fan's body appeared, resisting the hurricane.

A body of blood is released, the sea of blood is swaying behind him, the hurricane is blowing in the sky, and above the sea of blood, the blood waves are monstrous, setting off a hundred zhang high blood waves.

"Hmph, if you want to take my Chen Fan's life, first ask me if the spear in my hand agrees!" Chen Fan shouted angrily, stepped on his feet, and stood up, and the spear pointed directly at the giant hand that was slowly sinking above the sky.

The sea of blood rose with Chen Fan, and the endless sea of blood provided Chen Fan with the blood qi he needed, and his cultivation was at his peak, and his combat power reached its peak.

Above the spear, endless silver light shone, and from a distance, it looked like a silver pillar of light rising against the sky under the giant hand.

"Hmph, ants dare to shake the power of the sky. Seeing the silver light rising under his palm, Wang Ban snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

In Wang Ban's opinion, Chen Fan's cultivation at the sixth level of qi refining was just an ant, and he could easily crush him with a single finger.

Chen Fan stared at the pressure from the hurricane, rising against the sky, the spear in his hand shining brightly, and he took the suppression with a big hand.

The spear met the big hand, and the rising speed suddenly stopped, not advancing but retreating, and was suppressed by the big hand.

Chen Fan's whole body cultivation exploded, and the blood anger and floating slaughter were even more urging to the extreme, and the sea of blood behind him rolled violently, as if it was boiling, and it still couldn't stop the sinking trend of the big hand.

In the outer gate, the hurricane howled, destroying countless houses, and under the big hand, all the buildings were vulnerable and ruthlessly destroyed.

On Chen Fan's body, cracks appeared, blood continued to soak into his clothes, and his white clothes were stained red with blood, becoming extremely blood-red.

Looking back at the outer disciples who were crawling on the ground in horror, Chen Fan gritted his teeth, urged his cultivation again, and held on to the big hand, although it was useless.

At this moment, above the hall of the White Tiger Peak, a sword light suddenly appeared, and the sword light rose in the wind, two zhang ...... Sanzhang ...... An endless sword light crossed time and space, reaching the giant hand above the outer door.

The giant hand that could not be pierced by the soul chasing spear was pierced by this endless sword light, the sword light cut through the skin, cut the tendons, broke the blood vessels, and the blood slipped from the sword light, and then was evaporated by the sword light.

Xiao Zhenhu made a move that had been brewing for a long time, and finally made a move, and the endless sword light broke the Wang Ban with one palm, relieving the siege of the outer disciples.

The sword light slashed through the bones, and there was a piercing grinding sound.

Wang Ban's outstretched right hand was withdrawn and turned back behind him, his trembling hand was faintly undetectable, and a line of blood broke through the skin and slipped down the back of his hand.

The vision above the sky dissipated, Chen Fan finally exhausted his strength, fell from the sky, the sea of blood behind him dispersed, and Chen Fan was injured again.

A sword that crossed time and space also dissipated with the vision in the sky, as if it had never appeared.

"Next time, take your dog's life!" Xiao Zhenhu snorted coldly and put away the sword in his hand.

"Hmph, I don't believe that you Xuanzong people don't go out of the mountain gate, if you have the ability, you will be a turtle with a shrunken head for a lifetime, otherwise you will come out and destroy the other. "The king sat cross-legged and stood outside the gate of Xuanzong Mountain.

Xiao Zhenhu turned around and headed towards Qingxuan Peak.

Qingxuan Peak, Wu Qingxuan stood on top of the main hall, waiting for Xiao Zhenhu's arrival.

"What did the sect master call me for?" Xiao Zhenhu strode over, his voice was like a flood of bells, and said, "Why did the sect master stop me from killing that guy? If you didn't call me over just now, that guy would not survive tomorrow." ”

"What's so difficult about killing a king ban?" Wu Qingxuan looked very calm, and said in a serious tone: "If it's just a king ban, give him a hundred guts and don't have the guts to block the door of Xuanzong, I'm afraid that there are people in the dark, and you will suffer if you go out rashly." ”

"I'll go and see Chen Fan's kid, you wait here!"

Wu Qingxuan gave an order and was about to leave.

"Sect Master, you don't really want to hand over Chen Fan, let me tell you, it's impossible!" Xiao Zhenhu hurriedly walked up to Wu Qingxuan and stopped Wu Qingxuan.

"Senior brother, when did our Xuanzong ever hand over a disciple like this? Don't think too much, I'm just going to see this little guy, he has good guts. Wu Qingxuan patted Xiao Zhenhu on the shoulder, smiled and walked away.