Give it away?

After hearing Han Xiaowu's bold words, everyone's hearts, which had been calm for a long time, were completely stirred. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The source of ten thousand fires is too precious, let alone a high-grade source of ten thousand fires, as long as you get one of them, even if you don't improve your own treasure refining fire, it can be exchanged for a large number of other treasures.

Precious material? Need the Demon Treasure attachment? Let the Appraisal Grandmaster help you identify? And so on and so forth, and so on, and so on.

As long as a drop of the source of ten thousand fires of high grade, as long as one drop, is enough to change the life of any monk.

Everyone was excited, although they didn't know what price they had to pay to buy a drop of high-grade Ten Thousand Flames in the future, but everyone knew very well that this priority bidding right was also a priceless treasure.

As long as you have it, you can exchange it for endless wealth.

Either way, for now, this right of first refusal is a temptation for everyone present, after all, this is the only chance to change their fate.

Han Xiaowu said that as long as he didn't stop him from killing Fan Zhitian, he would be given the right of first refusal, how could everyone miss such an excellent opportunity?

If you don't stop it, you can get the opportunity to change your fate, and at the same time, the sinful Fan Zhitian can completely disappear from the treasure cultivation world, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

As for Fan Zhitian being killed by Han Xiaowu, Fan Zhitian's family will retaliate, and everyone doesn't care about it, after all, it was Han Xiaowu who killed Fan Zhitian, not them.

Even if Fan Zhitian's family wants to retaliate, the first one must be to find Han Xiaowu, which everyone knows clearly.

It can be said that as long as Fan Zhitian dies today, everyone will be relatively safe.

On the contrary, even if everyone stopped Han Xiaowu today, everyone couldn't believe that Fan Zhitian, who survived, would not retaliate against them.

Therefore, after considering all the things, everyone obviously has a final decision in their hearts.

At this moment, the most panicked person was Fan Zhitian, and when he saw the uncontrollable excitement of everyone, he became even more scared.

Because he knew that if no one stopped him today, he would definitely be killed by Han Xiaowu.

In a hurry, Fan Zhitian panicked and shouted at everyone: "Even if the Lord of Ten Thousand Flames holds the auction of the Source of Ten Thousand Fires, even if it will really be held within ten years, is it possible that without the garbage of this Holy Fire Hall, the Lord of Ten Thousand Flames will no longer hold it?" What is the garbage of this Holy Flame Hall, but it is just a nameless person, just a mere cultivator.

Don't fall for him, he doesn't have that much energy.

Ben Shao will give you one last chance, you will take action now, and get rid of the garbage in this Holy Fire Hall for Ben Shao, and then Ben Shao promises that he will never embarrass you, and Ben Shao dares to swear by the honor of his family. ”

Seeing that everyone was still unmoved, Fan Zhitian became even more frightened, and he almost roared: "You group of garbage, do you really want to offend Ben Shao?" Don't you all forget, behind Ben Shao is the huge Fan family, aren't you afraid of being wiped out? ”

Bang!

With a jump, Han Xiaowu suddenly appeared in front of Fan Zhitian's eyes, and the latter was startled, and after a stumble, he almost fell to the ground.

Looking at Fan Zhitian with a panicked face in front of him, Han Xiaowu said indifferently: "You don't have to scream, if you die today, your family will not blame them, your family wants to retaliate, and I will follow it alone." ”

"Just you?" Fan Zhitian, who was in a panic, couldn't help but sneer: "Any one of my clan's subordinates can crush your bones and scatter ashes, garbage, you also think too highly of yourself, to tell you the truth, if you dare to kill me today, our clan will definitely destroy you in the future." ”

"If that's the case, then you'll be waiting below, and your so-called people will soon be reunited with you below." Han Xiaowu had a tough attitude and did not have a trace of timidity.

Because Han Xiaowu knows that many times, you are afraid that it is useless.

"It's really ignorant and fearless, if you have seen the strength of my clan, you definitely don't dare to be so arrogant, garbage, it's not so easy for you to kill Ben Shao." Fan Zhitian, who knew that he was not an opponent, began to retreat step by step, and when he retreated, he hurriedly shouted again: "What are you all waiting for, stop him for Ben Shao, stop him for Ben Shao!! ”

At the last sound, Fan Zhitian almost roared, and he really began to be afraid.

In the face of Fan Zhitian's pressure, there was a person who was smarter, this person suddenly shouted, and then squirted a mouthful of blood: "Bastard, you dare to sneak attack me?" ”

Burst...

After spurting out a mouthful of blood, the person immediately fell to the ground, seemingly to the point of being half-dead.

The other people who were under heavy pressure immediately reacted when they saw this, and a strange scene appeared......

"Who attacked me? Yes! ”

"Boy, do you dare to yin me? Poof..."

"Oh my god, I hurt so much from this slap, no, I'm injured, I can't get up."

……

It seemed to be killing each other, but in an instant, everyone who was originally standing upright fell to the ground after a chaotic commotion, and they all looked like they were seriously injured and couldn't get up.

A fair-skinned young man stood in place stunned, he looked around, looking at the people who fell to the ground, wailing in pain, he was completely stunned.

After a while, the fair-skinned young man reacted, and after understanding what was going on, he hurriedly beat his chest, and at the same time deliberately screamed in pain: "No, no, my old injury has recurred, oh, no, I'm going to faint, I'm fainting..."

The sudden change made Fan Zhitian's whole person angry, he knew that these people were deliberate, but he had nothing to do: "You guys!! ”

Now standing on the scene, in addition to Han Xiaowu, Xiao Hei and the Wang family's father and son, it is Fan Zhitian and Yan Zheng, Yan Zheng, as one of the Seven Heroes of the Spiritual Fire, naturally will not make that kind of behavior that loses his identity like everyone else.

"You must die today!" Han Xiaowu stepped forward, pressing Fan Zhitian step by step, and after the latter's anger, he began to be afraid, and he began to retreat.

Staring at Han Xiaowu's cold eyes, Fan Zhitian seemed to have seen death, he knew that he had to run, and if he didn't run, he would definitely die.

After turning around suddenly, Fan Zhitian pulled out his legs and ran, he couldn't take care of the bone-devouring golden toad that was locked up by Han Xiaowu.

Syllable!

The hand of the super second-order Heavenly Buddha came out, like a golden giant palm fanned out of the air, and I saw Fan Zhitian, who had just escaped, flipped up and flew up after being slapped, and then rolled heavily to the ground.

Burst...

The body was torn in pain, and blood spurted out of his mouth, but Fan Zhitian endured it, used all his strength, and got up to escape again.

Xiao Hei, who had been watching how his master Han Xiaowu resolved this crisis, finally couldn't help but speak: "Xiao Wu pay attention, this bastard wants to escape from the left side." ”

Syllable!

Burst...

The hand of the Heavenly Buddha came out again, and Fan Zhitian, who couldn't hide at all, was once again fanned out, and after spitting blood from his mouth, his injuries instantly worsened.

Han Xiaowu was in control of the situation and approached the ...... unhurriedly

Syllable!

Burst...

Palm after palm, Fan Zhitian did not have the slightest ability to resist.

Those who pretended to be seriously injured looked at it with some amazement at the moment, although they were surprised by Han Xiaowu's ruthlessness, but in their hearts, with every slap, they were all happy.

Once, how many innocent people were tortured to death by Fan Zhitian like this, and even compared to this, Fan Zhitian's methods were more cruel, thousands of times more cruel.

Simply, this heinous Fan Zhitian is finally going to die today, which is really happy.

At this time, Fan Zhitian, who had endured more than a dozen palms, began to blur his consciousness, he was afraid, he was afraid, and he also knew that if no one saved him, he would really die.

Fan Zhitian, who didn't have the strength to support his body, lay in a pool of blood, and stretched out a palm with difficulty: "Yan... Patriarch Yan save me..."