Illimitable Until Death

The sharp breath rising from the square only lasted for a moment.

Even Wu Xiaohui, Zhao Hufeng, Cecily, Li Shenyun and Li Shenhua were unaware of that moment to the extreme.

But who is Fan Xinglu?

The flashing and sharp breath in the square, even if it lasted a short time, Fan Xinglu felt it clearly.

And from that flash, Fan Xinglu felt a slight threat.

Yes, it is.

Threats.

What does that mean?

It means that there is already a way to pose a danger to Fan Xinglu.

This surprised Fan Xinglu and gradually changed the taste of his eyes in the direction.

“ ———— ”

The eyes of Fan Xinglu were clearly seen, and the disciples of Fan Xinglu in the room were all tight.

Because, at this moment, Fan Xinglu looks in the direction, like a beast that sees delicious prey, without anger and ferocity, but with greed that no one else can perceive.

That greed came from the will of Fan Xinglu.

“… seems to be becoming very tempting…”

In the heavy lobby air, Fan Xinglu's voice echoed slightly like an animal whisper.

“The old man can't help but want to eat...”

With such words, the rise of Fan Xinglu was accompanied by unprecedented terror.

That power, like a meteorite that hits the earth directly, spreads and spreads, causing sweat to gradually start pouring down the faces of the people present.

Even Fan Xinglu suddenly released his momentum to the surrounding area without distinction, as if he had lost his mind.

But when you think about it, that seems to be the natural reaction.

Fan Xinglu has been searching for excellent materials and harvesting them as disciples to nurture their growth in order to satisfy himself.

Satisfy your desire to fight.

For this immortal demon fairy, the only one in the world who can attract her is a fierce fight.

The spirit of struggle is no worse than the Goddess of Goddess.

How can Fan Xinglu be discouraged by the fact that his own disciples have returned today with enough strength to threaten him?

And this is not only clear to Fong, but also to the rest of the disciples.

Now, Cecily's sweaty whisper.

“This is trouble...”

It wasn't just Cecily. Even Wu Xiaohui, who had been silent, sank his face.

As for the Lee brothers and sisters, they were already scared.

As a result, only Zhao Hufeng, even though he was sweating back, still bit his teeth, with his scalp hard forward, said this to Fan Xinglu.

“Master, please calm down. ”

But that's what's causing the accident.

“Calm down? ”

Let the sound of the body temperature freeze out of the air.

Fan Xinglu turned his head and looked at Zhao Hufeng. His eyes became dim and horrible.

“You calm the old man down?” Fan Xinglu, like a mad beast, whispered: “This is the only thing in the world that can attract old people. For this reason, old people don't care to do anything. If they can calm down, will old people have to do so much trouble? ”

Zhao Hufengton Times plug.

That is true.

If you can calm down so easily, then Van Singh Lu will not look for his opponents in disguise to satisfy his own desire for battle.

Now that the flower buds that have been cultivated have blossomed, how can one not be delighted by this seductive fragrance?

“The old man has long said that the reason why you are disciples and teach you martial arts is to satisfy the old man or not. ”

Fan Xinglu's voice is as terrifying as it sounds from the ground.

“Are you going to take it away from the old man even if it's fun? ”

With that said, the pressure on Fan Xing's appearance became more and more horrific, as if the space around him had been distorted.

“ …… ”

Wu Xiaohui, Zhao Hufeng, Cecily, Li Shenyun and Li Shenhua's line of five people suddenly couldn't help but kneel down on their own knees and pay tribute to Fan Xinglu's disciples, bowed their heads and dared not say anything more. Their faces had long been occupied by cold sweat.

Just down the hall, standing silently in the middle of the hall, looking at Fan Xinglu.

Feel the horrible oppression rising from Fan Xinglu's body, smile faintly.

“I thank Master for his training, without you, there would not be me today. ”

Indeed, without the cultivation of Fan Xinglu, it is estimated that he is still studying seven-night assassination techniques, let alone developing seven-night assassination techniques to higher realms, even if he can learn all of the techniques is an unknown number.

Thanks to the cultivation of Fan Xinglu for more than six months, he finally understood the essence of the assassination technique, systematically exercised, and eventually improved the assassination technique for seven nights, not to mention pushed it to a higher position.

“But that's exactly why I don't really want to fight Master. ”

She said this in a calm tone.

'Cause I don't want to kill you. ”

Unsurprisingly, it surprised the brothers and sisters on the spot.

Say what?

What exactly is this Brother Fang talking about?

Kill who?

Kill Master?

This is ridiculous!

“Ha-ha-ha! ”

Fan Xinglu opened his eyes and laughed.

“Do you think you can kill an old man? ”

Faced with this problem, we responded directly without any hesitation.

“Yes.”

He looked directly at Fan Xinglu, so assertive.

“If you fight Master, I will kill you. ”

“Because, in the face of you, I have no way to be merciful. ”

Terrorist momentum in the air, under this phrase in the square, becomes a shock.

“... you're the first person to dare talk to an old man like that. ”

Fan Xing stared dead in the square.

The next second, it suddenly closed its breath.

“Ha... ha...”

Some disturbed breathing passes away.

Until then, Wu Xiaohui found that he had held his breath unconsciously from the very beginning, he couldn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, he held his chest for a long time, and his head fainted.

In such circumstances, Fan Xing revealed himself.

“For the sake of your courage today, old man, let you go for a while. ”

Fan Xinglu grinned.

“It's also a pleasure to leave the best part at the end of the day. ”

Leaving behind such words, Fan Xinglu took a pleasant step and walked out of Huang Chen Palace.

As you can see, this demon fairy, who has lived more than a thousand years, is in a very good mood.

Leave only one disciple behind, kneeling on one knee, face to face.

She shrugged her shoulders.

“Anyway, give me a break. ”

After all, that's what Fong Li was after.