Long Xiaoyun and Mo Qingyan were not afraid of having other young powerhouses by their side, and bluntly said that they had already dispatched strong people to the sect, and if they wanted to come here to intercept and kill Xiao Fan, as long as he dared to take half a step out of the temple, he would be killed to the point that there were no bones left.

There are also several powerhouses of the same generation in this pavilion, and when they heard this, they all looked at Long Xiaoyun and Mo Qingyan, although these people came from the power of the general situation, but there was no way to compare with the Holy Land, hearing such words, they could only silently sigh the strength and strength of the Holy Land.

The Holy Son and the Holy Maiden of the Holy Land can be said to have a very high status and are very special existences. In particular, the Holy Son, who is the candidate of the future Holy Lord, so they have a lot of power and are fully protected by the Holy Land.

Present, many people were red-eyed, Xiao Fan's identity was already known to everyone, and everyone knew that there were two great treasures on his body, which were obtained from the Tomb of the King of Tanglin County, and he also obtained the Divine Pill of the Dao Void King in the Eight Desolations Extreme Realm.

When these young powerhouses heard that Long Xiaoyun and Mo were going to send a holy land powerhouse to wipe out Xiao Fan, their minds also began to become active, wanting to take advantage of this to get a piece of the pie, even if they couldn't get the two Supreme Treasures and Jun **, it would be good if they could get other things on Xiao Fan's body.

"Brother Long, Brother Mo, the strong man of your holy land is really making a big fuss, I can suppress that Xiao Fan by raising my hand. A young strong man said, this is a young man in purple, with an arrogant face, he doesn't know how Xiao Fan killed the Quartet, so he naturally doesn't understand how terrifying Xiao Fan is.

Long Xiaoyun and Mo Qingyan's faces changed slightly, thinking of all kinds of encounters in the Eight Desolations Extreme Realm, they hated it so much, especially when they thought of being slapped in the face and seriously injured, it was really angry that they had a toothache, a lung pain, and a stomachache.

"Ha Lu haha!" At this time, there was a sound of laughter, full of energy, with a hint of domineering, Ba Wuji, dressed in green clothes, entered the pavilion, with a square face and two sharp eyes. He glanced at the purple-clothed young powerhouse who spoke, and said, "Even Mo Qingyan and Long Xiaoyun have been beaten to the ground, just because you want to compete with Xiao Fan, I admire your courage very much!"

When the purple-clothed man heard this, his face changed suddenly, and the rest of the young powerhouses also looked at Mo Qingyan and Long Xiaoyun, and their eyes were like flames scorching their faces, making them feel that they had no face.

"Ba Wuji, what do you mean?!" Long Xiaoyun blushed, his teeth rattled loudly, Mo Qingyan also looked at him coldly, and a cold killing intent spread.

"Why should you be angry, I'm just telling the truth. Ba Wuji ignored the anger of the two, sat down at the stone table very casually, and said: "Defeat is defeat, and if you don't admit it, you can't change this fact, you are indeed not Xiao Fan's opponent." In the Daoxu King Divine Palace, you Long Xiaoyun was trampled into a big cake face by him, which is obvious to all. Isn't it true that you surrounded him in the middle of the mountains, only to be beaten and fled?"

"You ......" Long Xiaoyun and Mo Qing were so angry that they almost vomited blood, this matter was said by Ba Wuji, I believe that it will soon spread throughout the entire cultivation world, and as the holy sons of the Holy Land, the emperors of the younger generation, they will definitely lose their prestige and become a joke.

Ba Wuji glanced at the two of them lightly, his expression was very calm, but his mouth was merciless, it can be said that he slapped people in the face, scolded people and exposed them, and said: "I saw it with my own eyes at the time, the facts are the facts, but I was just stepped on by Xiao Fan. ”

Everyone was stunned, they couldn't believe their ears, the dignified Emperor Long Xiaoyun was trampled on his face, and Mo Qingqi also fled, this is like a fantasy, who is Xiao Fan?

However, Ba Wuji's words made all the strong people speechless, it was really a pain in his back when he stood and spoke, Long Xiaoyun was stepped on in the face, this was a great shame, and it seemed to be just a trivial matter when it came out of his mouth.

There were other pavilions not far away, and there were many young powerhouses, and naturally they heard the words of Ba Wuji and the others, and most of them were surprised, and only some of them were silent. Among those silent people, a few of them had fought against Xiao Fan, and some had seen Xiao Fan's invincible scene with their own eyes at the fourth layer of the Eight Desolations Extreme Realm.

It's just that those people were worried about offending Mo Qingyan and Long Xiaoyun, so they didn't say anything, and when they heard Ba Wuji say it like this at this moment, they were all a little dazed.

"Ba Wuji!" Long Xiaoyun was furious, stood up, his black hair was flying, his face was as black as coal, his eyes were full of murderous intent, staring at Ba Wuji, and said in a deep voice: "You don't talk nonsense here! Xiao Fan is nothing, but he is a low-level cultivator in the Legendary Realm, killing him is as simple as crushing an ant! Are you talking nonsense here, do you think others will believe it?"

"That's right, what kind of thing is Xiao Fan? If he dares to appear, without my senior brother's action, one finger of mine is enough to crush him to death ten thousand times!" A man in a white shirt walked over, with a sneer and disdain, it was none other than Xie Yunliu, the young king of the Eastern Emperor Holy Land.

"Hmph! Xiao Fan is such a little person with no background, we have to kill him as easily as mowing grass, as long as he dares to appear, directly break his legs, let him kneel in front of us, he can't survive or die!" Another person came, and he was also the young king of the Eastern Emperor Holy Land.

At this time, there was also a young king coming from the Lingxiao Holy Land, he walked on the path paved with fine cobblestones, carried his hands behind his back, and sneered: "Xiao Fan is just a little person, he got the king's treasure in that poor and remote place in Tanglin County, he can only say that he stepped on shit luck, and he is not qualified to be compared with us young Tianjiao at all." Such a person is not worthy of us to take action in person, just come to two strong sects and crush him to pieces. ”

At this moment, many young powerhouses didn't believe Ba Wuji's words, and some people laughed: "For so many years, I have never heard of Xiao Fan, which means that he has no fame at all, how can he compare with holy sons like Brother Mo and Brother Long, let alone defeat them, I don't believe it." ”

"I don't believe it either, Xiao Fan comes from a poor and remote place like Tanglin County, but he is just a low-level cultivator with a bit of luck, and he is not qualified to be compared with a young emperor like the Holy Son, and I think at most he is only worthy of carrying shoes for the Holy Sons. ”

"Who is Xiao Fan? I have never heard of it before, and the grasshopper also wants to shake the towering tree, it's ridiculous!"

Many young and strong men spoke out one after another, elevating Long Xiaoyun and Mo lightly, and belittling Xiao Fan. These people come from all major forces, and there are also some loose cultivators, all of whom want to get closer to the Holy Land, and they also look down on Xiao Fan from Tanglin County in their hearts.

"Xiao Fan is just a clown jumping off the beam, it's not worth talking about, it's not good for everyone to ruin the atmosphere for this. Mo smiled lightly, in the eyes of others, that kind of posture was simply disdain for Xiao Fan, and he didn't put it in his eyes at all, but in fact, his heart was full of murderous intent.

"Ding Dong!"

The sound of the piano came, like a mountain stream dripping on the bluestone. In the pavilion not far away, Mo Fei Xuanyu plucked the strings with her fingers, played a moving note, and the divine flowers bloomed in the void, and the air between heaven and earth rose and fell.

Everyone was attracted by the beautiful sound of the piano, Xie Yunliu squinted his eyes slightly, admired the sound of the piano, and said: "It's a pity that Xiao Fan is not here, if you can suppress him while listening to such a beautiful sound of nature, that feeling must be wonderful......"

"Whoa......

A gust of wind blew, the pine waves burst, and there was a sound like water, and there was an inexplicable aura of slaughter between heaven and earth, which made everyone shudder.

"Brother Xie Dao is right, if you can listen to the sound of the Tianyin Fairy and suppress Xiao Fan, it is indeed an unspeakable thing......," a young king of the Lingxiao Holy Land said lightly.

"Your idea is very good, it is indeed a wonderful thing!"

Suddenly, a voice came from afar, and everyone looked at each other, and in an instant they felt a cold and biting chill, and the temperature of this world dropped suddenly.

"Xiao Fan!" Xie Yunliu stared at the visitor, first startled, and then sneered: "Are you here to send him to death?"

At this time, the eyes of Mo Qingyan and Long Xiaoyun were extremely cold, although they were afraid of Xiao Fan's combat power, but they were in the temple, and they didn't believe that Xiao Fan dared to make a move.

"Mole ant, as soon as we said that we were going to suppress you, you automatically sent it to the door, it's really cheap, so eager to send it to death. The young king of the Lingxiao Holy Land sneered.

Here, except for Long Xiaoyun and Mo Qingmad and those who have personally experienced it in your Eight Desolations Extreme Realm, the rest of the people don't know how strong Xiao Fan is, including the young kings of the Eastern Emperor Holy Land and the Lingxiao Holy Land.

Long Xiaoyun and Mo Qingyan didn't tell their junior brother, because it was related to their prestige and face. At this moment, Xie Yunliu and the young powerhouses of the Lingxiao Holy Land kept shouting at Xiao Fan, completely treating him as an absolute weakling.

Xiao Fan didn't even glance at Xie Yunliu and the young king, and greeted Ba Wuji and Mo Feixuan: "Brother Ba, Mo Fairy, don't come to harm." ”

Ba Wuji and Mo Feixuan nodded one after another, which was regarded as a response, and the faces of Xie Yunliu and the young king of the Lingxiao Holy Land suddenly became gloomy, and shouted: "Bold! Are you deaf, don't you hear us talking to you? You have to know that this is not the Juying Palace, and there is no Great Dao Pattern suppression!"

This is clearly threatening Xiao Fan, telling him that there is no avenue vein here, and if they do it, they will suppress him at any time.

There are many young powerhouses here, hundreds of them, all looking at Xiao Fan at this moment, very surprised, I didn't expect him to dare to come here.

"He really has a kind, I don't know if Lu Dao is confident or arrogant, dare to come to this place alone, isn't he afraid of dying here?"

"A hillbilly with a bit of luck, maybe he is indeed a master of the same generation in Tanglin County, but what kind of place is this?

"The most terrible thing about people is that they have no self-knowledge, they are too arrogant, and they think that they are invincible in the world, and they can go anywhere, which is really ridiculous. ”