"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Torrential winds began to swirl around the blood-colored man, and the sky above his head began to crackle with lightning. A terrifying energy surged out in all directions, as if it could destroy all life in this area!
Countless people kept quiet out of fear as they looked at the infuriated blood-red man, trembling in fear!
But Xiao Fan did not seem to care about anything at all. He continued to lie there leisurely, completely unconcerned about the infuriated blood-colored man who was about to attack him!
Behind him!
Evergreen Chuan and the Little Peng King, who had been saved by Xiao Fan, were silent. They knew why Xiao Fan had saved them!
Tu Zilong and the other members of the Crown Prince Alliance were overjoyed. They looked at each other, their faces filled with the ecstasy of surviving a calamity!
Although they didn't know why Xiao Fan had saved them, who would consider such things in a life and death situation like this?
Being sure that they would survive was enough!
As for Ye Qing and 温雅, their expressions were incomparably complicated!
Xiao Fan had not planned to save them at all. It was Kōjirō who had spoken up, and Xiao Fan had saved them, saving their lives!
But to Kōjirō and Xiao Fan, they truly could not be considered friendly!
But it was Xiao Fan who had saved them. This caused their hearts to be filled with incomparably complex emotions!
Twenty, thirty breaths of time passed!
The blood-red man stared intently at Xiao Fan and the others. The murderous intent on his body rose to the extreme. However, he finally suppressed himself and calmed down. The murderous intent slowly dissipated and was replaced by incomparable coldness!
In the end, he had made a decision. He would not clash with Xiao Fan. Advancing with all his strength was his first priority. Once he succeeded, he would directly tear apart his deal with Xiao Fan, and then settle the score with Xiao Fan!
Turning his head and ignoring Xiao Fan, the blood-colored man looked at Si Kongye, Mu Yanping, Ji Zi 'ang, and the others with an even colder gaze!
"Xiao Fan, can you save us?" A Sect Master of a large sect in Dongyuan could not help but say to Xiao Fan in the distance, "If you can save us, our Thousand-Blade Sect will reward you handsomely!"
The other Sect Leaders who were still unable to put down their pride and open their mouths, but who also had the same intention, all looked at Xiao Fan in unison, hoping that Xiao Fan would speak up and save them!
They were not stupid. They could tell that the man in the blood-red robe did not want to have a conflict with Xiao Fan and was trying to avoid him. Therefore, if Xiao Fan were to speak up now, he would be able to save them!
However!
Xiao Fan acted as if he had not heard the Sect Master's request. He turned a deaf ear and ignored him!
Seeing that Xiao Fan was too lazy to pay attention to them, these people immediately fell into despair. At the same time, a strong feeling of unwillingness rose in their hearts.
What people were most afraid of was not injustice but injustice!
If everyone died together, there would be nothing more to say. Now, there was obviously a chance to live but they couldn't get it. How could they be willing to accept this?
So, anger, resentment, and hatred appeared on each of their faces. Not only for Evergreen Chuan, Ye Hao, and the others, but also for Xiao Fan!
Xiao Fan could have saved them. Why didn't he?
He deserved to die!
This was the thought of almost everyone at the moment!
"Xiao Fan!" An Elder of a large sect screamed crazily, "Even if we die today, we will turn into ghosts and haunt you forever. I curse you, I curse you to die a horrible death!"
"You could have saved us. Why didn't you save us but only them? Why? Why? " A middle-aged man from a large sect roared at Xiao Fan. The hatred in his voice was enough to send chills down the spines of anyone who heard it!
"Xiao Fan, how can you be so cold-blooded? How can you be so cold-blooded? " An Elder of a large sect shouted agitatedly, "Don't you have parents, brothers, and sisters? Don't you have any sympathy? You …! "
The voice of the Elder of a large sect stopped abruptly!
This was because the blood-red man's hand had grabbed at the air, and the blood essence in his and the hundreds and thousands of people's bodies had been directly pulled out by the blood-red man. They died on the spot, and naturally, they couldn't say anything!
"Ants!"
The blood-red man's eyes were extremely cruel. Then, he raised his big foot and stomped down directly!
Xiao Fan, who was at the back, was still indifferent. He watched indifferently as everyone was killed by the blood-red man one by one. The blood-curdling screams continued to ring out, but they all stopped abruptly and died suddenly!
Finally!
Only Sikong Ye, Mu Yanping, Ji Zi 'ang, dozens of War God Mangya's disciples and thousands of Zhenyuan Sky Sect soldiers were left!
"Xiao Fan, can you …!" Ye Hao stepped forward at this time and said in an extremely low voice. He wanted to save the soldiers of Zhenyuan Sky Sect who came with him this time!
These soldiers of Zhenyuan Sky Sect were specially given to Ye Hao by Zhenyuan Sky Sect. All of them could be regarded as Ye Hao's personal force, so at this moment, when he saw that his own force was almost wiped out, Ye Hao couldn't help but feel extremely distressed. He stepped forward and asked Xiao Fan to save them!
"No!" Xiao Fan didn't bother to listen to Ye Hao's words. He directly interrupted him and said straightforwardly!
"But you can obviously save them …!" Ye Hao didn't give up and said again.
"No means no!" Xiao Fan said without looking back, his voice indifferent. "They have nothing to do with me. Do I care whether they live or die?"
Hearing Xiao Fan's words, Ye Hao finally stopped talking. His body stiffened, and then his eyes looked out. Suddenly, a touch of resentment towards Xiao Fan emerged!
However!
He also hid it very well. That touch of resentment just flashed by, and then he fell silent and stepped back. He didn't say anything more, watching all the soldiers of Zhenyuan Sky Sect die one by one in front of him.
After thousands of soldiers of Zhenyuan Sky Sect died, Sikong Ye, Mu Yanping, Ji Zi 'ang and dozens of War God Mangya's disciples were also unable to retreat and were about to meet the end of their lives!
The big hand of the blood-red man pressed down mercilessly, wanting to destroy all of them. He didn't care about their identity and background at all!
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
In the face of death that was constantly approaching, all of them at this moment went crazy, desperately struggling, unwilling to die like this!
However, it was useless!
The big hand of the blood-red man hadn't really fallen, but their bodies couldn't bear it. Countless cracks appeared on their bodies, and blood flowed out from the cracks. Their whole body almost exploded on the spot, dying on the spot!
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