"Hmph," the pavilion master snorted, but he refused to speak, just waiting for Xiao Fan's moves to use the old, that is, when he was collecting debts, Xiao Fan smiled coldly, a gorgeous and incomparable sword light fell from the sky, the golden body trembled, Xiao Fan laughed, "Today, watch me break your golden body." ”

The sound of the resonance of gold and iron sounded, and the pavilion lord raised his strength to the limit, striving to resist Xiao Fan's blow, as long as he resisted this blow, it was the time for him to counterattack.

The gorgeous and incomparable blow overshadowed the entire sky, blood flowed out, drop by drop, and finally gathered into a single force, the golden body was broken, and Xiao Fan was also shocked by this huge anti-shock force, and flew out upside down, and the second pavilion master, who had been waiting for the opportunity, suddenly made a move, like a shadow, and appeared at Xiao Fan's landing point, just waiting for Xiao Fan's figure to land, it was when his strongest blow was launched.

Raising his head, looking at Xiao Fan's figure, his eyes were solemn, the success or failure of the Supreme Pavilion today is all related to his body, the golden body of the Great Pavilion Lord is broken, coughing up blood more than once, there is no strength to fight again, and the fight is both defeated, so he has created this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, which is the honor and disgrace of the Supreme Pavilion, and this blow cannot be lost.

Xiao Fan, whose body was still in the air, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the Second Pavilion Master, revealing a touch of playfulness in his eyes.

"This man?" The pupils of the second pavilion master slowly dilated, and this man was feinting.

"It's been too long, let's get it done." Xiao Fan's gentle voice with a huge murderous intent sounded in the air, and in just an instant, the battle situation had changed, and the figure of the second pavilion master flew out upside down, with a narrow knife on his chest, which was extremely shocking, but that man had already landed steadily, and the long knife pointed at the sky, dominating the world.

With one enemy and five, he defeated the five pavilion masters of the Supreme Pavilion, and the name of Xiao Fan shocked the world.

"What else do you have to say?" Xiao Fan looked at the Great Pavilion Master who was standing in place to breathe, and asked coldly.

"Today, if you don't let Nalan Yanyue go, I will slaughter the Supreme Pavilion." Xiao Fan held the overlord in his hand, his face was hideous, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly walked towards the pavilion master.

The disciples of the Supreme Pavilion were filled with a sense of despair, the five pavilion masters were all defeated, who else could stop that man like a demon god?

"Brother Xiao is worthy of being the first person in the world, he has defeated the five pavilion masters of the Supreme Pavilion in a row, how about coming to ask for advice all night?" A light laugh sounded, and a young man in a purple robe floated into the middle, looking at Xiao Fan with a handsome face and a faint smile.

Xiao Fan looked at Ji Wuye's brows furrowed slightly, he didn't expect this young man from an ancient family to be so despicable, but now the situation can't help himself, although the Supreme Pavilion is defeated, the Ji family will definitely not stand idly by.

Xiao Fan glanced lightly not far away, "When did the ancient family become the lackeys of the Supreme Pavilion, since you want to fight, I will fight with you." Xiao Fan looked at Ji Wuye and chuckled.

"Who else wants to fight, come out, I'll clean it up." Xiao Fan held Huangquan in his hand and said lightly.

Hearing this, a touch of humiliation appeared on Ji Wuye's face, although it was not a gentleman's move to fall into the well, but being humiliated by Xiao Fan like this today was the first time in Ji Wuye's life, and the intention to kill Xiao Fan in his heart became more and more firm.

"If I want to kill you, I alone will be enough." Ji Wuye sneered, took a step forward, and a majestic momentum came out of his body, Ji Wuye's strength was strong, in Xiao Fan's expectations, he would not feel that the heir cultivated by the ancient family that had been inherited for thousands of years was a dirt bag.

"That being the case, between you and me," Xiao Fan nodded lightly and looked at Ji Wuye.

"Never die." Ji Wuye looked at Xiao Fan and said coldly.

"Battle," Xiao Fan roared, after defeating the five pavilion masters in a row, Xiao Fan faced the descendants of the ancient family Ji family with his wounded body.

"Brother Ji gave birth to a good son," Xuanyuan Liancheng looked at the scene in the field, his face was flat, listening to Xuanyuan Liancheng's words that I don't know whether it was ridicule or appreciation, but the head of the Ji family ignored it, but his eyes were quietly looking at the field, those who become big things are not informal, if it is for the so-called fame, let Xiao Fan go today, he will look down on Ji Wuye, this may be the reason why the behavior of the Ji family and the Xuanyuan family is different, this matter, if it is put on Xuanyuan Liancheng, Xuanyuan Liancheng will definitely not be able to do it.

Looking at the field, Xuanyuan Liancheng's eyes were mysterious, "It seems that what that kid and Butterfly Dance said are not unreasonable." Xuanyuan Liancheng said secretly in his heart.

At this time, the two people in the field had already fought each other, and the first blow, the two of them smelled strange and equal.

The old servant of the Xiao family hidden in the shadows, but he was a little anxious in his heart, Xiao Fan was already injured with one enemy and five, not to mention that the battle with Nalan Wudao was only a few days, today's battle will inevitably lead to old injuries, and now he is facing an heir to the Zhong Ji family who is not the same as him, and the current situation is indeed not optimistic for Xiao Fan.

It's just that if he makes a move, the two people hiding in the shadows will also be bound to make a move, and he is powerless, Yu Xiaofan is powerless, and when the time comes, the other party will rise up and attack him, and I am afraid that he will not be able to leave safely today.

The old servant was anxious, "The old man once said that the man would come, why hasn't he appeared now?" Young Master Zongheng, where are you? ”

The old servant clenched his fists, but he already had a plan in his heart, "In any case, if Xiao Fan in the field is in danger, he must take action, even if my Xiao family is old and young today, what about the blood and young room mountain?" A look of composure flashed in the old servant's eyes.

"I haven't fought against a master of that level for many years, if it weren't for the young master, a chaotic battle would be interesting." Looking at the field, the old servant's eyes suddenly brightened.

After the two of them struck, the figures fought to one place again, a gray shadow and a purple shadow were entangled, the speed of the two was as fast as the extreme, and others just saw the two figures, in the blink of an eye, they exchanged sixty moves, Xiao Fan took Ji Wuye's blow, spitting blood, and the smug color in Ji Wuye's eyes became stronger.

"No matter how strong you are, in the end, you don't want to die in the hands of my Ji Wuye." Ji Wuye looked at Xiao Fan and sneered.

There was a trace of blood on the corner of Xiao Fan's mouth, but there was no trace of blood on his handsome face, just after the battle with the five pavilion masters, he had already caused a secret injury and injured his vitality, and now in the face of Ji Wuye, who is almost comparable to Nalan Wudao, Xiao Fan's situation can be imagined.

"Ahem," Xiao Fan coughed lightly, looking at Ji Wuye, a miserable smile on his face.

"The heir of an ancient family that has been passed down for thousands of years, but Erer." Xiao Fan looked at Ji Wuye and shook his head lightly, with a look of disdain.

"If I were in the prime of life, I would kill you like a dog." Xiao Fan smiled conceitedly, pointed his long knife at the sky, and his black hair danced wildly, like a demon god of hell.

"Hugh is the power of the tongue, and see me take your life." Ji Wuye let out a long howl, and his figure was like lightning.