Looking at Fan Zhitian's lawless appearance, everyone present was full of hatred. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was just that I couldn't meet it before, but now that I met it today, everyone is looking forward to Fan Zhitian's death.

No matter how many bad things they have done and how many innocent people they have killed before, but today, compared to this Fan Zhitian, they seem to be simply too good and too good.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the minds of everyone in the treasure cultivation world, Fan Zhitian, a cultivator whose cultivation is no more than a seventh-order mortal cultivator, is the biggest scourge in the entire treasure cultivation world.

Moreover, Fan Zhitian is not dead today, everyone has to be tortured to death by him, and no one knows this clearly.

As for Han Xiaowu, he never cared about the other party, what about the young master of the big family? Even the Immortal Fire Sect has been offended, are you afraid of offending the young master of a big family again?

Just kidding, if you don't destroy Fan Zhitian, who wants to put himself to death, Han Xiaowu will not be Han Xiaowu.

His eyes were cold, his palm moved, and after the surging seventh-order mortal cultivation spiritual power surged, the hand of the super second-order Heavenly Buddha brewed out again.

Killing Fan Zhitian is enough to exceed the second order.

Seeing that the disciple of the Holy Fire Hall was about to kill Fan Zhitian, and thinking of the performance of the disciple of the Holy Fire Hall, Yan Zheng, who had always had a love for talent, was the first to stand up and dissuade him.

Of course, including everyone in the audience, Yan Zheng was the only one who had the heart to dissuade him.

As for the others, some people's cultivation is still very strong, at least much stronger than the current Han Xiaowu, why don't they stand up and dissuade them, so as to show their flattery in front of Fan Zhitian?

That's because these people are selfish, and they hope that Fan Zhitian will be killed by the disciples of the Holy Fire Hall more than to curry favor with Fan Zhitian and win the hope of life.

After all, Fan Zhitian is a real scourge, if you want to say how cruel it is, if you want to compare, it is even more terrifying than the bone-devouring golden toad that was exterminated.

Therefore, when Yan Zheng stood up to dissuade him, the rest of the people watched silently, not daring or wanting to act rashly.

Yan Zheng, who took two steps forward, opened his mouth and said, "Little brother of the Holy Fire Hall, don't do it, if you kill this Fan Zhitian today, you won't have a good result in the future." ”

Hearing Yan Zheng say this, Fan Zhitian, who had a plan, opened his mouth and directly blocked Yan Zheng's words: "Yan Zheng, you are here to please Ben Shao, he is a garbage in the Holy Fire Hall, and if he wants to kill Ben Shao today, it is a dream." ”

Han Xiaowu looked at Yan Zheng, and at the moment when he was about to make a move, he said: "Lord Yan, you have also seen that this guy wants to die too much, as for the consequences of killing him, I think I can bear it." ”

Yan Zheng shook his head, and said with some pity: "What do you take to bear?" Not to mention that you are a little disciple of the Holy Fire Hall, even your entire Holy Fire Hall will not be able to bear this consequence, little brother, don't be reckless. ”

"Lord Yan's kindness, I understand it, he... Must die today! "Han Xiaowu is determined to kill.

I have never encountered someone who dares to be so determined to kill him even though he knows his identity, which makes Fan Zhitian's heart full of sarcasm.

Because Fan Zhitian knows very well in his heart, those who dare to do this will die in the end, and they will also affect their relatives and friends.

"Trash, you're too crazy, Ben Shao will let you know today what kind of tragic fate it is to offend Ben Shao." When Fan Zhitian sneered, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he turned his head, he just threatened the people around him: "You all listen to Ben Shao, your performance today has made Ben Shao very dissatisfied, so you are all capital crimes, and it is a capital crime of the Nine Clans." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone panicked.

"But..."Fan Zhitian changed his words, and then said: "Ben Shao will give each of you a chance to survive, I believe that some of you have obtained the source of ten thousand fires, as long as you are willing to hand it over, you can get a chance to live, of course, people who do not have the source of ten thousand fires, do not have to be afraid, as long as you are brave enough to take action for Ben Shao and kill the garbage of this Holy Fire Hall, then you can also get Ben Shao's forgiveness." ”

The crowd who listened quietly was shocked when they heard such a choice.

Especially those monks who have obtained the source of ten thousand fires, let them hand over the source of ten thousand fires, they have thousands of unwillingness in their hearts.

What to do? The source of all fires doesn't want to give it up, so the only way is ......

At this moment, as some people's eyes stared at Han Xiaowu, gradually, almost everyone's hesitant eyes fell on Han Xiaowu.

When all the eyes with murderous intent swept over, Xiao Hei was the first to panic, as the master's demon treasure, he knew very well the depth of the master's strength, if he was besieged by these people, the master would have no chance of survival.

Not to mention that these crowds are attacking, even some of the powerful monks, as long as one of them makes a move, the master Han Xiaowu will not have a chance of survival.

"What do you do Xiao Wu? This grandson called Fan Zhitian is too ruthless, we can't resist this move. Xiao Hei said worriedly.

"Don't worry, I thought of such a situation in advance, and things haven't reached the point where they are out of control." Han Xiaowu replied in a low voice.

At this time, everyone hesitated, they knew that killing the disciples of the Holy Fire Hall was the only chance to survive, but in their hearts, they were not willing to lose the opportunity to kill Fan Zhitian.

"What are you all waiting for? Didn't what Ben Shao said work for you? Seeing that everyone was reluctant to make a move, Fan Zhitian became annoyed: "If you don't make a move, you will stop blaming Ben Shao for being ruthless, and when the time comes, your end will be very miserable." ”

In the face of Fan Zhitian's threat, everyone's decision became more and more difficult, because everyone didn't dare to believe Fan Zhitian too much, and Fan Zhitian didn't believe in his words, which is a well-known thing after all.

Fan Zhitian's eyes suddenly stared at a middle-aged female monk: "You, you do it first, otherwise, you will kill yourself." ”

The woman who was being targeted looked panicked, and after hesitating for a moment, she was finally forced to make a choice helplessly, she stood up from the crowd, put on a posture of hand, and said to the disciple of the Holy Fire Hall in her eyes: "Little brother, I can't help it, I have no choice." ”

Someone takes the lead, and naturally someone follows.

"Little brother of the Holy Flame Hall, I'm sorry." Immediately following the middle-aged woman, a middle-aged male monk stepped forward.

"Little brother, don't blame me." Another man decided to do it.

"Brother of the Holy Fire Hall, if you offend Fan Shao, then there is no way." One after another, another young monk stepped forward.

"Little Brother ......"

"Brothers......

……

One by one, with the first middle-aged female monk taking the lead, gradually, everyone present made their own choices, and after a little effort, it could be found that except for Yan Zheng, who did not express his position, everyone else decided to kill the disciples of the Holy Fire Hall in their eyes.

Of course, Wang Tuo, who was also a disciple of the Holy Fire Hall, and his father stood with Han Xiaowu.

Looking at this posture, he knew that the death was decided, and Wang Jiafu, who could not see any hope of survival, said on the side: "Xiao Wu... Run away, don't worry about our father and son. ”

Feeling his father's hand trembling, Wang Tuo followed up and said: "Master of the Northern Shao Hall, you have a peculiar body, and your speed is comparable to that of ordinary monks, you must be able to escape safely, as for your kindness, you will allow Wang Tuo to repay it in the next life." ”

"Dad..."After speaking, Wang Tuo looked at his father and shouted affectionately.

Wang Jiafu held his son's hand, tightened it again, and shouted with tears in his eyes: "Tuo'er..."

Obviously, in the face of the situation of attacking in groups, the father and son of the Wang family were ready to die, because the father and son understood that there was no possibility of survival.