The space was filled with bloody smell, and the vegetation below was dyed with a layer of red color. They were all blood, but strangely, there was no corpse on the ground, which made people feel a little furious.

The girl in blue finally smiled at Jiang Xiaofan, passed down a longing and made a wish, and her innocent face gradually became blurred, disappeared from Jiang Xiaofan's eyes, and returned to where she was, the place she didn't like.

The purple-haired youth's words were very vague, giving people a feeling of evil, but they were not disgusting. He finally showed a strange smile, closed the space channel with a bang, and disappeared with His Royal Highness the Princess.

Jiang Xiaofan was the only one in the void. He suddenly felt a little disappointed and a feeling of depression arose in his heart. When His Royal Highness left like this, he felt that there was a lot of things missing, very uncomfortable, and his heart was empty.

Although I haven't been together for a long time, the innocent appearance of the girl in blue has been deeply imprinted in his heart. He remembers every time she giggled. Although she was a little heartless, she felt very good and he liked it very much.

But now, he doesn't know when he will meet again...

"Xiaobai, Xiao..."

He reached out to grab it at his shoulder. Now maybe the snow-white monster can accompany him. They have a common memory and he can tell him about the princess. However, at this moment, he suddenly became stunned, his arms stiff, as if frozen.

A breeze blew by, rolling up his black hair, and he remembered the last words of the purple-haired young man: "By the way, Your Highness the Princess seems to like this little white cat very much. I will take it away, just treat it as a gift you gave her..."

Jiang Xiaofan, who was still immersed in the sadness just now, suddenly became irritable as if he was injected with chicken blood. The combat power of the Ninth Level of the Human Emperor's Ninth Heaven, if the strong man in the Xuanxian Realm doesn't come out, who can make things difficult for him? But now, such a strong combat power has been taken away by the purple-haired young man directly from him. He suddenly wants to beat someone up!

But for a moment, he calmed down again.

He remembered what His Royal Highness said, she didn't like it there and felt uncomfortable. The snow-white monster was taken away by the purple-haired youth. Although he lacked a powerful help, His Royal Highness had a playmate. The snow-white monster could accompany her in the future. It also liked His Royal Highness the Princess very much.

He stepped in the void, and after His Royal Highness left, he was really reluctant to let go. Although he knew that she was just going home and the two of them were very respectful to her, Jiang Xiaofan still felt very annoyed and uncomfortable. If he had the power as powerful as a purple-haired youth, she would not have to leave.

"Damn something!"

Jiang Xiaofan roared to the sky, and the surrounding air flow rose wildly. He was like a devastating storm, sweeping across all directions, making the void uneasy. The sky was covered with thick clouds, and a layer of shadow was instantly shrouded in the shadows. He turned into a lightning bolt and shot into the distance. He felt that only the stinging air flow that was slashing rapidly could make him feel a little better.

I don’t know how long it took, and I don’t know where it was, a pair of people appeared in front of me. The surging murderous intent made him come back to his senses and looked up at the front.

The leader was a middle-aged man. There were many people standing behind him, each wearing armor-piercing stomach, with anger and murderous intent flashing in his eyes. He tightened the weapons in his hand. His fierce aura was amazing, blocking Jiang Xiaofan's way.

"Who is it?"

He asked expressionlessly.

"You ask who I am! My son was murdered by you, and you dare to ask who I am!"

The middle-aged man had anger in his eyes, a surging murderous intent was everywhere, and his powerful divine power was free to the world, like a strong wind passing by.

This is the cultivation level of the lord of Wangyue City and the peak of the Ninth Level of the Phantom God!

"He deserves to die."

Jiang Xiaofan only said this.

"Okay, okay, what a damn person, you should die here today, and you will be burying my son with your soul!"

Middle-aged people are furious.

Behind him, dozens of people rushed up. They were all soldiers from the City Lord's Mansion, and those who had been carefully selected were all cultivators of the Juechen Realm. At this moment, they stopped here and quickly surrounded Jiang Xiaofan, forming a strange magic circle. In a faint sense, a heavy pressure appeared and pressed on Jiang Xiaofan.

"I'm in a bad mood now, don't force me to kill someone!"

Jiang Xiaofan was still expressionless and had no emotional fluctuations. He was surrounded by dozens of cultivators in the center of the Awakening Realm. He was not in a hurry at all.

"Just, now you are just a turtle in a jar and want to kill someone, why do you?"

"No need to say much to this thief!"

"Kill him, light the sky lantern, and avenge the young city lord!"

Dozens of soldiers roared, and they were all confidants trained by the Lord of Wangyue City, and each had a cultivation level above the Awakening Realm. Their combined strength was very strong. With the strange magic array, everyone moved their bodies and changed their positions, exhibited their magical powers and secret techniques, made magic weapons, and rushed towards the center together.

The Lord of Wangyue looked like he was in his forties or fifties, his eyes were extremely scattered, and there was a scattered flame in his eyes, and he shouted: "Leave this beast half of his life, shattered his limbs, put him in front of my son's tomb, and let him repent for his whole life until he dies!"

"Yes, Lord City!"

Among the dozens of cultivators of Awakening Dust, some shouted loudly. They were obviously stronger than ordinary cultivators of Awakening Dust Realm and were much more skilled in controlling power. At this moment, the fluctuations of the divine energy covering Jiang Xiaofan instantly weakened a lot. Some put away their magic weapons, and some weakened their divine power.

"boom......"

However, this energy is still very terrifying. There are more than twenty people here. They each occupy one position and attack and kill at the same time. With the strange power of the formation, it is enough to threaten the powerful existence of the third level of the Phantom God, and it can even be wiped out on the spot. There is no accident at all.

Jiang Xiaofan killed the old man in purple robe in the first level of the illusion god in Wangyue City. These people naturally knew that since they dared to come, they naturally had something to rely on. One of them sneered and said, "This magic circle was presented to the city lord by a master of Ziyang Sect. You can combine our divine power to the greatest extent and surrender!"

"I stood behind Wangyue City in Ziyang Immortal Sect. Even if I were the lords of some small sects, Isn't it a place where you can come and go wild? How dare you attack the young city lord? It's so damn!"

"Everything was caused by the woman around him, and I will hand it over together, waiting for the city lord to give it a try. Otherwise, I will wipe out your nine clans of Jiang's surname and the nine clans of Jiang. All your friends and relatives will be dragged out and killed!"

These people all looked solemn and had endless murderous intentions, staring at Jiang Xiaofan in the center.

At the center, Jiang Xiaofan's expression suddenly became cold and he tightened his fist. The blue veins on his forehead were exposed, and his black hair was rising up, and the light was dancing. The murderous intent in his eyes surged, staring at the people who spoke.

His Royal Highness the Princess just left, and these people actually threatened to hand over her, which undoubtedly touched a minefield of destruction. In just an instant, the sky became black and the thunder sounded across the sky.

"boom......"

Countless lightnings fell from the sky, and the vast purple area made the void instantly turn into a sea of ​​thunder and lightning. The Lord of Qiang Ruwang Yue trembled violently, and changed color in an instant. He felt a devastating aura.

"this……"

"ah!"

The power of the Thunder God Art is so terrifying. Endless lights slumped down, and a shrill scream came out in an instant.

This space is twisting, and several weak cultivators in the Juechen Realm were struck by lightning and lightning. In an instant, their skin and flesh burst into pieces and fell to the sky. What they made the prediction was that Jiang Xiaofan had already entered the Ninth Heaven of Juechen and his strength had increased a lot.

The power of Thunder God fell, as if countless heavenly swords were used to dissolve this strange magic array in an instant.

This is his strongest attacking saint technique at present!

"None of you wants to live today!"

Jiang Xiaofan's voice was extremely cruel, and there was lightning in his eyes. He spread his big hands and shot them forward.

"puff......"

Now that he has entered the Ninth Heaven of Juechen, his physical strength is hard to resist even if he is a strong man in the Ninth Heaven of Fantasy God, let alone a mere Juechen cultivator. Under this slap, many people squirted blood and retreated, and the person in front was directly shattered, his body was broken, his blood was scattered in the sky, and he fell to the sky.

He rushed into the crowd like a ferocious beast, shattering his fist, shattering the weapons that one of them swung. The silver fist continued to move, and a puff pierced into the man's chest, erasing all his life fluctuations.

"ah!"

He swept his right leg across like a huge rock, kicking one of them away, coughing up blood in his mouth, and screaming shrillly.

"puff......"

He stretched out his left hand and grabbed one of them. He used a slight force to shatter his bones immediately and smashed them with a sudden punch. The body was split into pieces, blood spilled, and all internal organs fell out, looking very disgusting.

Dozens of powerful people from Juechen surrounded him, but in just a short moment, three of them were killed, which made many people tremble and their faces turned pale. This slender man was like a war demon, so terrible!

"brute!"

The Lord of Wangyue City roared, his eyes almost red, and he rushed forward with his own hands.

Lord Wangyue City was very strong. As soon as he took action, he burst out with a terrible power, which made the soldiers and guards on the battlefield very happy. The cultivators of the Ninth Level of the Phantom God are so powerful that they believe they can suppress this person. The eyes of Jiang Xiaofan changed instantly, as if they were looking at a corpse.

"I am everywhere in this sea of ​​thunder. I will kill all of them in front of you!"

Jiang Xiaofan shouted coldly, and the Lei Hai suddenly became irritable.

He was so fast that he easily avoided the powerful attack of the Lord Wangyue City, and appeared in another place in the blink of an eye. He raised his hand and fell down. The lightning was horrifying, submerging a cultivator of the fifth level of Juechen Heaven beside him and was chopped into pieces.

His combat power is very strong, but he feels that he is not strong enough to fight head-on with the Ninth Heaven master of the Phantom God. He is simply unable to have a chance of winning. The only thing he can rely on now is speed and physical body, which can deal with middle-aged people.

"Beast, stop!"

Lord Wangyue roared angrily, and in just a moment, he actually lost the five elites, which was an unbearable weight.

The sound of the clang general was endless, and Jiang Xiaofan had no expression on his face and didn't care at all. At this moment, he started to circulate all his divine power, and twelve dazzling beams appeared beside him, and powerful pressure suddenly spread.

"he……"

"This...this is impossible!"

These soldiers in Wangyue City were shocked, their bodies were trembling, and they stared at the front. Even the Lord of Wangyue City was shocked, and they had never seen such a terrifying person who could control more than a dozen magic weapons at the same time, and the worst of them were spiritual weapons.

"kill!"

A cold voice came out, and the word "kill" resounded throughout the fields, shocking many people's courage.

Ten spirit weapons and two treasures. At this moment, Jiang Xiaofan had a shocking murderous intent, and there was no human emotion in his eyes. He finally showed the supreme military control technique, attacked indiscriminately, and killed everyone at the same time. His mighty power was a bit terrifying.

"puff......"

Before one of them could react, he was shattered by a sword falling from the sky. Half of his head flew out, and the body fell from the void. He left the world without even having time to scream.

"ah!"

A scream sounded, someone was pierced through his head by a thin sword and fell to the sky.

Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were cold and without any emotional fluctuations. Around him, ten spiritual weapons were rising and falling, and two treasures were protecting the body. He turned into a god of death, harvesting his life to the fullest. This void outlined the banquet for death.

"Beast, stop!"

The middle-aged man roared and took action wildly, with amazing power.

But Jiang Xiaofan was not afraid of it. He stepped on the illusion god step and traverseed the sea of ​​thunder. Ten spiritual soldiers rushed to all directions at the same time, constantly staining blood, slashing soldiers from the moon city one by one, and blood fell from the air like rain.

Among these people, the most powerful ones, the Eighth Level of Chen, could it be Jiang Xiaofan's opponent? Now under the power of spiritual weapons, they seem even more fragile and cannot stop them at all. They fall into the void one after another.

Half an hour later, when the last scream came, the space suddenly became silent. Only the roar and roar of the Lord Wangyue City was echoing, and for a long time, he was like a crazy beast, with his eyes scary red.

Jiang Xiaofan had a expressionless face in the void. Around him, ten spiritual soldiers were all dyed with red. The dozens of powerful people from Jingyue City brought by the Lord of Wangyue fell to the sky and became corpses. They were killed by Jiang Xiaofan, and none of them survived.
Chapter completed!