"Hmm?"
Hearing Xiao Fan's indifferent voice, countless people suddenly fell silent. Their faces were filled with shock and horror, and none of them dared to believe their ears.
Someone actually dared to disturb the War God Brightshore's new disciple recruitment event?
Someone actually dared to berate and threaten the War God Brightshore's disciple in public?
Something that had never happened before was actually happening today?
Was there really someone who had such guts? Daring to do such a thing?
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Everyone's eyes were firmly focused on Xiao Fan. Like countless high-powered searchlights, they focused on Xiao Fan and the others, making it difficult for them to shift their gazes away.
"It's him, Xiao Fan? He actually …? " Seeing Xiao Fan suddenly appear in the sky, Zhu Ningmo and the others were immediately stunned. Then, their expressions changed, and they blurted out, unable to believe their eyes.
"It's that Xiao Fan?" The dozens of geniuses who had been with Zhu Ningmo and the others at the beginning, but had already been eliminated, were all shocked and completely stunned.
"Who are you? How dare you disturb my master's new disciple recruitment event in public? How dare you! " Before Yang Xiuyu could speak, the four War God Brightshore's disciples suddenly looked at Xiao Fan. Then, the face of one of them became incomparably cold. He took a step forward, and an aura of extreme yin erupted from his body, whistling in all directions as he shouted sternly.
"How dare you threaten Senior Brother Yang! I think you're courting death!" The other War God Brightshore's disciple couldn't help but squint, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. His body flashed, and he took a step forward, his aura roaring as he shouted sternly.
"And those medicinal ingredients!" However, Xiao Fan acted as if he did not hear the stern shouts of the two War God Brightshore disciples. He continued to stare at Yang Xiuyu as he unhurriedly opened his mouth to speak again. There was no joy, anger, sorrow, or joy in his voice. "Those medicinal ingredients are also not yours. Your servant has taken too much!"
"Hand it over now, or die!"
"So you're here to stand up for the two thieves from yesterday!" Yang Xiuyu, who had also been looking at Xiao Fan, finally spoke up. He nodded and spoke in an indifferent voice.
"It's you two thieves, heh!" The green-robed old man appeared behind Yang Xiuyu once again. He glanced at Lin Shan and Snow Red and sneered.
Lin Shan and Snow Red did not say anything. They only stared intently at the green-clothed old man. Their bodies were tense as killing intent surfaced in their eyes. They wanted to pounce forward once again to take revenge for what happened yesterday.
Seeing that Yang Xiuyu had yet to hand over the medicinal ingredients and the Heaven's Heart Sword, Xiao Fan's expression turned solemn. He did not say anything else as he lifted his foot and walked towards Yang Xiuyu at a neither fast nor slow pace.
However, before Xiao Fan could take a single step, ten figures suddenly shot up from the black mountain peak below. They arrived before Xiao Fan in an instant and blocked Xiao Fan's path.
These ten figures were none other than the Little Peng King, Zhu Ninmo, and the others.
"Oh?" Xiao Fan stopped. His eyes were dark as he looked at the Little Peng King, Zhu Ninmo, and the others who wanted to stop him and attack him!
"Brother Xiao, it's best if you leave!" Zhu Ninmo had already unsheathed his sword. It gleamed coldly as he looked at Xiao Fan. He shook his head and sighed.
"Zhu Ninmo, you haven't even become War God Mangya's disciple yet, but you're already treating yourself as his disciple?" Xiao Fan looked at Zhu Ninmo, but his gaze quickly swept past Zhu Ninmo. He glanced at the other nine, and his gaze lingered on the Little Peng King for a moment longer before he spoke.
"This is War God Mangya's disciple recruitment event. How could I allow myself to be disturbed?" Zhu Ninmo did not respond to Xiao Fan's question, but Song Nan did. His voice was simple, but it was incomparably blunt.
The Little Bastard crouched on top of Lin Shan's head and suddenly interrupted, "If you're in a hurry to be a dog, then be a dog. There's no need to hide it. We all understand!"
Song Nan did not say anything else. He only looked at the Little Bastard, his eyes bursting with dense killing intent.
The Little Bastard chuckled, not at all afraid of Song Nan's killing intent.
"This has nothing to do with the ten of you. Scram to the side!" Looking at the Little Roc King, Zhu Ninmo, and the others who clearly wanted to stop him, Xiao Fan did not show any anger on his face. Instead, there was only calmness. Then, he spoke in an incomparably flat tone.
"Arrogant to the extreme! Reckless!" Ouyang Heng sneered. With a flick of his finger, the sword in his hand emitted a low hum. His killing intent surged as his aura skyrocketed.
"Who do you think you are?" Zhao Xiangnan asked with a cold chuckle.
"How dare you disturb War God Mangya's disciple recruitment event and threaten Lord Yang! Kill him!" The killing intent on Kong Lan's face was the thickest. Her originally beautiful face was now faintly distorted as she spoke with boundless killing intent.
Having already killed her way into the top ten, Kong Lan was incomparably confident that she would soon become War God Mangya's disciple. Therefore, when Xiao Fan appeared and interrupted the recruitment event, Kong Lan was so angry that her entire body trembled. At this moment, she wanted nothing more than to chew Xiao Fan's flesh and blood.
Lin Siyuan did not speak, but the sneer on his face was even thicker. His killing intent surged rapidly, and his killing intent continued to soar.
"Interesting!" The Golden-winged Little Peng King's killing intent towards Xiao Fan was also very strong. However, after hearing Xiao Fan's arrogant words, his eyes immediately lit up. He sized up Xiao Fan from head to toe as he spoke.
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King was an arrogant and unyielding person to begin with. However, when he faced Xiao Fan, someone who was just as arrogant and unyielding as him, even more arrogant and unyielding than him, because if it were him, no matter how arrogant he was, he would not dare to publicly disturb War God Brightshore's disciple recruitment ceremony. Thus, at this moment, he became somewhat interested in Xiao Fan.
"If you don't scram, then die here!" Seeing that the Golden-winged Little Peng King, Zhu Ningmo, and the other four had made up their minds to show off in front of War God Mangya's disciples in order to increase their chances of becoming War God Mangya's disciple, Xiao Fan did not try to persuade them. He only spoke with gloomy eyes.
"Kill!"
As soon as Xiao Fan's voice fell, Kong Lan was the first to act. She took the initiative to attack Xiao Fan, her voice incomparably sharp.
The Golden-winged Little Peng King followed closely behind, but his figure instantly overtook Kong Lan. He was the first to arrive in front of Xiao Fan. The resplendent golden light on his body immediately shone in all directions, as if the entire sky was dyed a dazzling gold.
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