Almost all the guests upstairs had stopped eating, some were sitting, some were standing to watch the excitement on Ren Fan's side.

As a party, Ren Fan's brows were already twisted, and he finally stood up slowly from his seat, staring at this so-called Young Master Zhao with his eyes firmly on him, and said coldly: "It seems that you are really confident in the forces behind you." ”

"Hahaha, of course confident!" Then Young Master Zhao didn't take Ren Fan seriously at all.

Ren Fan nodded, there was a warm smile on his face that should have been angry, and those who were familiar with Ren Fan knew that this was an expression that Ren Fan would only make when he was extremely angry.

However, Ren Fan didn't make a move, he knew that it was better not to cause trouble in this domain, here Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, once he provoked a certain big force, even the academy would not be able to help him, and it was really annoying those big forces, whether he could go out was still a question.

Ren Fan clenched his fists, and kept reminding himself in his heart what the purpose of his coming this time was, so Ren Fan's footsteps moved slowly, ready to leave.

However, the appearance of Young Master Zhao's hippie smile just now suddenly disappeared, "Wait, did I let you go?"

A cold light flashed in Ren Fan's eyes, but he still stood still, "What else do you want?"

Young Master Zhao turned around slowly, and pinched the chest of the girl next to him with his hand, and he didn't stop until the girl was panting, "Didn't I say it clearly enough just now, lick the vegetables on the ground for me before leaving, otherwise you can only leave your life here!"

The cold light in Ren Fan's eyes finally occupied his eyes, he had endured enough today, since this so-called Young Master Zhao had to find death, then he could only give him a ride.

Ren Fan, who was originally quiet, suddenly burst out, such a close distance, a thousand steps were used, and it flashed in an instant, where could a first-order martial artist react, just a blink of an eye, Ren Fan's hand had already fallen on Young Master Zhao's neck, and in the blink of an eye, Ren Fan had already pushed him to the window, and said lightly: "Your surname is Zhao, then your background is likely to be the Zhao family, one of the three major forces in the Xuan Domain, right?"

In the face of the sudden upsurge of Ren Fan, they had no choice, just in the blink of an eye, Ren Fan jumped down the street from the window with Young Master Zhao, and disappeared into the crowd in three flashes.

In the main hall of the Zhao family, Zhao Shankuo, the head of the Zhao family, was furious, "What? You group of waste, Lao Tzu asked you to play with Xianjun, just to let you protect him, this is good, he was arrested, but you are back!"

The few people who followed Young Master Zhao, including the girl, were all kneeling on the ground and trembling at the moment, and they didn't dare to say a word.

"Come on, pull them down and chop them up, feed the monsters!" When Zhao Shankuo decided the life and death of these people, he had no expression on his face, and he had already been numb to the matter of killing.

Those few people crying for their father and mother, naturally it didn't have any effect, after they were pulled down, Zhao Shankuo leaned on the throne alone, his eyes narrowed slightly, "I didn't expect that in this domain, there are still people who dare to touch my son Zhao Shankuo, and he is also a small martial artist, it is really overwhelming!"

After talking to himself, he suddenly yelled, "Come on, go and call me the Eight King Kongs." ”

Zhao Shankuo's voice fell, and it was not those little minions who came in, but a middle-aged man with a goatee, who staggered into the main hall, and said slowly: "The master of the family can't do it!"

When Zhao Shankuo saw this person, his lazy expression was swept away, he stood up suddenly, and when he got off the stage, he reached out to help this person.

"Family master, I don't think this matter is so simple, but whoever comes to the Xuan Domain, how can anyone dare to provoke our Zhao family easily, I think there is an undercurrent behind this, I suggest not to send the Eight Great King Kongs directly, first send some great martial artists to probe the bottom!" the middle-aged man said lightly.

Zhao Shankuo was slightly stunned, "Uncle, that dog?"

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, "Don't worry, they didn't kill Xianjun on the spot, but took him hostage, so they won't kill Xianjun until they achieve their goal, you don't have to worry, everything has me!"

However, on a mountain hundreds of miles away from Xucheng, Zhao Junxian's situation was completely opposite to what the old man said, Ren Fan had already tied up Zhao Xianjun and was ready to retreat him into the abyss.

The masters of the Zhao family had already been dispatched, and at this moment they were coming towards Ren Fan's escape route, and when Ren Fan was about to push Zhao Xianjun down, he suddenly felt that several strong breaths were coming towards him from the direction of Xucheng.

A cold light flashed in Ren Fan's eyes, "Since that's the case, then you should die!"

Ren Fan kicked Zhao Xianjun on the back, ignoring Zhao Xianjun's words of begging for mercy, so only Zhao Xianjun's shouts when he fell into the cliff were left.

Ren Fan sorted out the grass trails on the ground at this moment, and then hid behind a boulder, hiding his breath, if someone passed by this boulder, this was undoubtedly the best ambush location, "Such a loud voice, you should hear it!"

At the foot of the mountain, there were three first-order great martial artists who heard the voices and looked at each other, "This is the voice of the young master, right?"

"It should be!"

"Let's go, let's see!"

The three of them hurried down the mountain, and when they reached the foot of the mountain, all they saw was a lump of meat and Zhao Xianjun's clothes.

"Why did the young master die? Who did this?" The oldest of them, the white-bearded old man, was taken aback, this Zhao Xianjun is dead, and they will not have good fruits to eat when they go back, I am afraid that only by catching the real culprit can their crimes be reduced a little.

"Yang Xianfeng, what should I do?" The other two looked at the white-bearded old man who had lost his sense of proportion, his face was full of panic, and he couldn't help but tremble when he thought of Zhao Shankuo's furious appearance.

After all, this Yang Xianfeng is old, and he is still relatively calm, "That's it, Zhou Xianfeng, you collect the young master's corpse, Sun Xianfeng and I hurriedly went to the top of the mountain to chase the murderer, and he probably won't be able to run far." ”

After the two nodded, in Ren Fan's perspective, two figures gradually appeared in the field of vision, an old man and a middle-aged man, these two people were Yang and Sun Feng.

The two of them didn't dare to stop after going up the mountain, they kept looking for where on the top of the mountain, the two of them were looking for it separately, they had already received the news before they came, saying that it was a third-order martial artist who captured the young master, and they thought that the third-order martial artist could not cause them any harm at all, so they searched separately.