Chapter Seventy-Five: A Sad End

The cultivation of the Xuanyuan family comes from the perception of the sword mound, so if you want to deal with Zhou Fan who has the sword mound, no matter how high the realm is, it is useless, on the contrary, although Xuanyuan Ruo's strength is average, it is okay to want to seal Zhou Fan's cultivation. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Divine Blood Seal!"

Perhaps out of fear of Zhou Fan, Xuanyuan Ruo did not choose spiritual power, but used his own divine essence blood to seal, and this seal is difficult to unlock even for a strong person like Xuanyuan Hao.

"Very well, Ruo, come here!" Xuanyuan Hao was very satisfied with Xuanyuan Ruo's performance, and immediately called the other party over, while Zhou Fan was still standing in the same place, with a completely mermaid expression.

"Grandpa, I don't know if our promise before counts!" Xuanyuan Ruo was not a person who liked to be used, but for the sake of Qin Han, she had no choice but to incarnate as Shura.

"Don't worry, he's still in the critical juncture of retreat, you don't want to ruin his practice!" Xuanyuan Hao explained.

"But I'm more worried that you'll change your mind!"

The reason why Xuanyuan Ruo agreed to cooperate with Xuanyuan Hao was only because the other party threatened Qin Han, and this was also her only death point.

"Do you have a choice now?" Xuanyuan Hao has always tacitly agreed with Xuanyuan Ruo in the past out of consideration of the other party's identity, but now that the sword mound is about to be obtained, the Xuanyuan clan is very likely to become the fourth master, and at this moment he has no worries.

As soon as Xuanyuan Hao finished speaking, he stretched out his hand directly, and he directly grabbed Xuanyuan Ruo's neck and lifted it up.

"Master!" When Luzhu saw that his master was in danger, he was going to make a desperate move.

However, Xuanyuan Hao said coldly: "If you don't want her to die, listen to me!" ”

"You dare to be disrespectful to the Protoss?" Luzhu planned to move out of the backstage to scare the other party, but now Xuanyuan Hao has made up his mind, how can he care about this.

"You can try!" Xuanyuan Hao pinched Xuanyuan Ruo's hand and tightened it again, and the other party's face became more and more ugly.

Luzhu only cared about Xuanyuan Ruo's death, and everything else was not important, so he could only remain silent and let the other party control him.

It's just that although Xuanyuan Ruo's expression has been a little distorted, he still shows a happy smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Xuanyuan Hao seemed to sense that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it clearly.

Xuanyuan Ruo didn't reply, but his eyes were staring at each other, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Now that the Xuanyuan family is only one step away from their dream, how many clansmen are looking at Zhou Fan with fierce eyes, only to see one of the former patriarchs walk out: "Hao, hurry up and bring that kid over for refining!" ”

"Yes!" Although Xuanyuan Hao agreed, he didn't dare to step forward in person, because he wasn't sure if Zhou Fan, who got the sword mound, would affect him.

"Feng'er, you go!" Xuanyuan Hao said immediately.

Xuanyuan Feng, the smartest in the third generation of the Xuanyuan clan, but also the most suspicious person, so Xuanyuan Hao's scruples he also thought of.

"Grandpa, I'm a little unwell, can you see if you can change someone?"

"Huh?" Xuanyuan Hao's brows furrowed slightly, although he didn't like it, he didn't pay attention to it, but looked at Xuanyuan Lie and said, "Lie'er, you go!" ”

"Me?" Xuanyuan Lie was trembling and said: "Grandpa, you know, I'll just waste one, forget it!" ”

"What about Hara?" Xuanyuan Hao's tone had already become a little angry.

"I" Xuanyuan Yuan didn't explain at all, and directly shrank at the back.

"Okay, that's good, I didn't expect my Xuanyuan clan to raise a bunch of waste like you!" Xuanyuan Hao said angrily.

"Grandpa, or I'll go!" At this time, Xuanyuan took the initiative to step forward and ask for help.

"Move, then you can go!" Xuanyuan Hao didn't really want to risk his best grandson, but now it seems that it is the only best choice.

Xuanyuan came to Zhou Fan with the Time Sword, although the two had fought with each other, there was no barrier between them.

"I seem to remember that we made a promise before!"

"You still have a chance!" Xuanyuan was not in a hurry, for him, the promise was greater than the glory of the family.

"Give me some time, I have something to say!"

Zhou Fan's request was very simple, but for Xuanyuan Dong, he was also under pressure, but he still agreed, thrust the time sword into the ground, and stood aside.

"Dong'er, what are you doing?" Xuanyuan Hao looked at it and couldn't help urging.

However, Xuanyuan didn't answer, but Zhou Fan replied: "It seems that the patriarch is in a hurry?" Is it because of the imbalance of mentality after the death of two sons? ”

"Stinky boy, what tricks do you want to play?"

"I'm the meat on your chopping block now, what tricks can I have, it's just that I'm just worried about you!"

"Worried about me? What do you mean? Xuanyuan Hao couldn't understand what Zhou Fan wanted to do.

"Two sons died, and in order to deal with me, I was worried about losing the lives of my grandsons, but I just want to ask you, even if you refine me, who should the sword mound belong to? Are the former patriarchs who have gone through hardships to protect the present? Or is it your most anticipated son Xuanyuan Hong? Of course, from my point of view alone, it is you who have the best hope of getting the sword shrine, after all, you are the current patriarch, and only you are the most qualified to become the master, but will everyone here accept it like me? ”

Xuanyuan Hao could naturally hear Zhou Fan's instigation, but he didn't refute it, because when the other party said the word "master", there were greedy eyes all around.

"This is indeed a problem," at this time, one of the former patriarchs suddenly stood up and said, "There is only one sword mound, someone must inherit it, right?" It's just that this candidate has to be carefully considered. ”

"Don't worry," another former patriarch stood up and said, "We old patriarchs have been waiting for many years to protect the sword shrine, and these descendants have always been blessed by us, and they will not forget their roots in order to become the master!" ”

"Yes," the rest of the former patriarchs agreed.

However, Xuanyuan Hao frowned slightly when he listened, although Zhou Fan said a lot before, there was one sentence that he liked the most, that is, he was the most qualified to inherit the sword mound, but now listening to the meaning of these people, he obviously ignored him, and his years of planning and forbearance were covered by a sentence of "should not forget the original", which was by no means tolerable to him.

"Zhou Fan, it's not for you to worry about, move, do it!" Xuanyuan Hao pretended to be casual, but he had already made up his mind in his heart that the sword mound would never let it.

Xuanyuan still didn't move, but looked at Zhou Fan, as if he wanted to ask if he wanted to speak.

Zhou Fan nodded and said, "That's enough, it's okay!" ”

Xuanyuan was about to get up and grab Zhou Fan, but the other party laughed and said, "You don't seem to understand what I mean, I said that you have done enough for me, and now you can stand aside!" ”

"What do you mean?" Xuanyuan's face was full of puzzlement, but the other party had been sealed, where did he get his confidence.

However, Zhou Fan did not answer, but looked up into the distance.

"There is a situation!" Xuanyuan Hao and the rest of the previous clansmen also raised their heads as they sensed a powerful sword aura approaching.

And at this time, Xuanyuan Ruo, who had been restrained, suddenly spoke: "Brother is here!" ”