Among the crowd, Xiao Fan's mother, Pan Huaiyun, was the weakest. Hence, Xiao Fan was the first to arrive behind her!
"Little b * stard, I …!" Pan Huaiyun's nerves were stretched taut to the extreme. With Xiao Fan's arrival and the imminent arrival of death, her nerves had completely snapped. She lost all sense of reason and screamed hysterically at the top of her lungs.
However!
"Pfft!"
Xiao Fan was indifferent. With a wave of his hand, he chopped off Pan Huaiyun's head. At the same time, all of Pan Huaiyun's resentful curses were forced back into her stomach.
"Xiao Fan, our Night Formation Guild will definitely be at odds with you!" Feng Qingyang, who was in front, turned around with difficulty and looked at Xiao Fan. His eyes were filled with boundless rage as he roared furiously.
"How can you still live in this world after abandoning your own child? Are you a human or a b * stard? " Xiao Fan raised his head and looked coldly at Feng Qingyang in front of him. With a wave of his hand, he went past the others and grabbed Feng Qingyang in the air. He grabbed his head forcefully and asked in a stern voice.
"How, how I do things is none of your business!" Feng Qingyang was still stubborn. Due to the pain in his head, his words were slurred.
"I have no interest in caring about you at all. As for you, you should accompany your son and wife to hell!" Xiao Fan said coldly. Then, without using the Blood Spirit Soul-Slaying Blade, he raised his hand and slapped Feng Qingyang's head heavily, causing his entire body to explode.
"Bang!"
Feng Qingyang's flesh, blood, and bones were all pulverized by Xiao Fan's slap. He did not even have the chance to make a single sound before he died.
After dealing with Pan Huaiyun and Feng Qingyang, Xiao Fan walked over to Lu Xiang's parents. Then, without another word, he raised his blade and directly beheaded Lu Xiang's parents.
After that, Xiao Fan continued to raise his foot and walked forward indifferently. He walked behind Zhao Ying and Zhao Weishan!
"Xiao Fan, have, have you forgotten? Yesterday, yesterday, the two of us had been pleading for you. You, you are the most respected guest of our Zhao Family! "Zhao Ying stuttered. Her expression was terrified as she begged Xiao Fan again and again.
"Xiao Fan, you control the lifeline of our Zhao Clan. As for me, Laozu of our Zhao Clan, Zhao Tianjue has already given the order. You, you are our Zhao Clan's …!" Zhao Weishan's expression was still calm. However, he was still stuttering as he spoke with great difficulty.
Unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, Xiao Fan did not say a word. He was too lazy to talk nonsense. With a swing of his sword, Zhao Weishan's head fell to the ground.
"Xiao Fan, tell me. What do you want? Whatever our Zhao Clan can give you, I'll give it to you. I'll give it to you!" Zhao Ying was completely scared silly by death. She hurriedly said.
At this moment, her face was filled with a flattering smile for Xiao Fan. There was no doubt that if there was a pile of animal excrement on the ground right now, she would eat it without hesitation if Xiao Fan asked her to.
However, everything was useless.
If Xiao Fan really wanted to kill someone, no matter what their identity, status, status, strength, or whatever generous conditions they offered to Xiao Fan, even if they gave their everything to Xiao Fan and were willing to be Xiao Fan's slave for the rest of their lives, it would still be useless!
If he wanted to kill you, he would kill you!
If he wanted you to die, you would have to die!
There was no second choice, and there was no second path!
Therefore, at this moment, only a "puchi" sound was heard. Zhao Ying's voice stopped abruptly. Then, her head was separated from her body. Blood splattered everywhere. She died in an instant.
Stepping on the blood of Zhao Ying and Zhao Weishan, Xiao Fan moved forward again. After a dozen steps, he arrived behind Elder Liu of the Water Cloud Holy Land.
This Elder Liu was the person who, together with Hong Chu, mercilessly wanted to hand over the Sword Snow Holy Maiden and the Void Cloud Holy Son to Zhao Ying and Zhao Weishan after the duel with the two brothers Zhao Fangying and Zhao Fanghu.
"Xiao Fan, our Water Cloud Holy Land …!" Elder Liu yelled angrily.
"Puchi!"
Xiao Fan was truly impatient to the extreme. He didn't want to listen to any nonsense like this. Thus, he raised his hand and directly chopped down with his saber. Elder Liu's head was cleanly chopped off.
Then, he raised his foot and crushed Elder Liu's head. Finally, he walked towards a middle-aged man in front.
"Xiao Fan, do you dare to kill me? My lord, Jin Fugui Laozu, will arrive in the Sun Moon City in a few days. He has already issued a wanted order for you. So, if you know what's good for you, you'd better let me go quickly. Otherwise, heh, I guarantee you won't even be able to cry by then! " This middle-aged man was a weirdo. Compared to the fear, pleading, and madness of the others, he was not in a hurry. His expression was calm. Instead, he sneered and threatened Xiao Fan.
"Oh? I don't dare to kill you? " Xiao Fan, who originally wanted to cut off the middle-aged man's head, was not in a hurry to do so. He raised his eyebrows and said.
"Our Jin Fugui Laozu …!" The middle-aged man raised his head and said arrogantly.
"Puchi!" Xiao Fan was expressionless. He suddenly raised his hand and chopped off one of the middle-aged man's arms. Instantly, the middle-aged man swallowed the rest of his words.
"Xiao Fan, you …!" The middle-aged man's face was pale. He held his severed arm and said with a savage expression.
"Puchi!" Xiao Fan didn't say anything. He suddenly raised his hand again and chopped off the middle-aged man's other arm. Once again, he was speechless.
"I want …!" The middle-aged man's face was savage as he screamed shrilly.
"Puchi!" Xiao Fan's eyes were still. He raised his hand for the third time and directly chopped the middle-aged man in half. For the third time, he was speechless.
"I …!" The middle-aged man lay powerlessly on the ground. Fresh blood kept flowing out of his mouth. His face was filled with hatred and savagery. He mumbled something that no one could understand.
"For a brain-damaged idiot like you, it's too easy to kill you!" Xiao Fan stepped on his head and looked down at him. His voice was calm as he said, "And I have a way to cure your brain-damaged brain!"
After saying that, Xiao Fan raised his hand. A jet black light flickered under his palm. Then, he pressed down heavily. Xiao Fan's palm slapped the middle-aged man's chest. The jet black light under his palm also entered the middle-aged man's body.
Then, the middle-aged man's upper and lower body suddenly twitched. If one looked closely, they would be able to see that his upper and lower body were constantly shrinking. It was as if an invisible hand was forcefully grasping them and forcefully compressing them.
"Immortal and Indestructible Palm? Can it be used on him? " The final Magic Sword in Xiao Fan's body glanced at the middle-aged man on the ground. It immediately shrank its head and said.
"It's not like you don't know that I hate brain-damaged people the most!" Xiao Fan glanced at the middle-aged man on the ground and said.
"That's true. I also hate brain-damaged idiots like him the most!" In the end, the Magic Sword nodded and said. Then, it didn't say anything else.
Xiao Fan no longer paid attention to the middle-aged man on the ground. He lifted his foot and continued to move forward.
The middle-aged man on the ground had shrunk by a third. His eyes were bloodshot. His eyeballs were protruding out. His mouth was opened to the maximum. Blood was slowly oozing out of his seven orifices. Every pore on his body was slowly oozing out blood. His face was filled with extreme pain as if he had sunk into the eighteenth level of hell.
The shadow of the Blood Spirit Soul-slaying Saber, which was' cleaning 'the battlefield behind him, was also filled with fear of the middle-aged man, or rather, Xiao Fan's Immortal and Indestructible Palm. It only took a glance and directly skipped over the middle-aged man's figure. Instead, it turned to absorb the Spiritual Qi and strength of the other dead people.
At this moment, there were only four people left in front, or rather, in the entire area. They were Hong Chu, Elder Hu, Long Jun, and Lu Taijun.
These four people were the strongest among all of them. Therefore, they were also the ones who had fled the furthest. The four of them had almost fled to the entrance of the Sword Snow Saintess' residence.
Xiao Fan stopped and stood behind Lu Taijun, who was the furthest back among the four people.
"Bastard …!" Lu Taijun's bark-like wrinkled face was filled with ferociousness. Suddenly, she struggled violently and screamed at the top of her lungs.
Lu Taijun heard the various actions of the people behind her in the face of death. She found that no matter what they did, it was useless against Xiao Fan. In the end, what awaited them was Xiao Fan's cold and merciless saber.
Therefore, she finally understood that today, everyone would definitely die. No matter what they did or said, it was useless.
Since it was useless to beg for mercy or make a deal, and they would definitely die, she could only curse Xiao Fan with the most vicious words before she died. She cursed Xiao Fan to go to hell and die a horrible death.
Although cursing was useless, it was still a way of revenge, wasn't it?
Unfortunately, just like many others, she was killed by Xiao Fan before she could even finish cursing. She didn't even have the chance to vent the fear and anger in her heart before she was killed by Xiao Fan. She could only leave the rest of her cursing on the road to the underworld.
After killing Lu Taijun, Xiao Fan walked step by step to the back of Long Jun and Elder Hu.
Like Lu Taijun, Long Jun and Elder Hu cursed Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan, and his family and friends in anger and resentment. They cursed Xiao Fan and Xiao Fan's family and friends to die a horrible death and go to hell.
However, what awaited Long Jun and Elder Hu was still the saber that they were unwilling to face. Although they were terrified, they knew it was inevitable.
"Poof!"
As the saber fell, Long Jun and Elder Hu's heads were separated from their bodies. They died on the spot!
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