"No, how, how is this possible? Ah — —! "
In the distance, Feng Yipeng's mouth continuously spilled blood. His face was pale as he watched everything in disbelief, especially when he saw the dark golden long blade in his chest. He could not help but howl hoarsely.
"Since you have no last words, then, goodbye!"
Xiao Fan was completely indifferent to Feng Yipeng's howls. He then spoke indifferently, and with a flip of his hand, he pulled out the dark golden long blade that had pinned Feng Yipeng to the ground from afar. He slashed downwards forcefully, and Feng Yipeng's head and body were separated on the spot.
"I …!"
Feng Yipeng did not die immediately after his head fell off. He stared in disbelief at Xiao Fan, who had yet to turn around. He was tongue-tied and could not utter a single word. At the same time, an unprecedented chill instantly filled his brain, which was about to die.
"Don't regret it before you die. Don't beg or threaten me!" Suddenly, Xiao Fan's words from earlier rang in his ears, causing Feng Yipeng to abruptly become absent-minded and his mind to go blank!
I …! " The corners of Feng Yipeng's mouth twitched with difficulty, and an extremely bitter smile appeared on his despairing face. He wanted to say something, but he was completely powerless and could not utter a single word.
Did he regret it?
Of course he did!
Xiao Fan's terror and power had caught him off guard. That feeling was like a sudden darkness. Before he had entered it, he would not have been able to experience the fear of the darkness and would have been filled with confidence. However, once he entered the darkness, despair would abruptly rise. From then on, he would sink into oblivion and would never be able to see the light of the past!
If he had known that Xiao Fan was so terrifying and powerful, he would not have courted death and provoked Xiao Fan no matter what.
Furthermore, she had publicly declared more than once that killing Xiao Fan would be like killing a chicken or a dog. Now, it seems that Xiao Fan was the one who had killed him like killing a chicken or a dog!
Regret, regret. At this moment, Feng Yipeng was filled with extreme regret as he faced his impending death!
However, there was no medicine for regret in life. When one made a mistake, regardless of whether one accepted it or not, one would have to pay the price for one's mistake!
Just like what was happening now!
It was no wonder that Xiao Fan had said that before death, there was no need to regret, beg, or threaten. Now, it seemed that these words were extremely apt!
"Puchi!"
Xiao Fan seemed to know that Feng Yipeng didn't die immediately. Just as Feng Yipeng's remaining brain was thinking, the dark golden long blade was pulled up into the air by Xiao Fan and stabbed into Feng Yipeng's head.
In an instant, Feng Yipeng's consciousness completely dissipated, and he died!
"Who's next?" Xiao Fan was still standing with his back facing everyone. His voice was still calm and indifferent as he spoke to Zu Luo, Shentu Ye, and the others.
However, no one replied. Not even the sound of breathing could be heard.
This was because Zu Luo, Shentu Ye, and the others' pupils had already constricted. Their bodies were stiff, and they were unable to speak. Behind Xiao Fan, there was complete silence. Even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard clearly.
We …! "Zu Luo's face was deathly pale as he spoke with great difficulty.
Zu Luo was very clear that even though he believed that he was stronger than Feng Yipeng and that there was no possibility of him losing against Feng Yipeng, since Xiao Fan could kill Feng Yipeng with a lift of his hand, he could definitely kill him as well.
This was because the gap between him and Feng Yipeng was definitely not at a level where he could crush Feng Yipeng. However, the gap between Xiao Fan and Feng Yipeng was huge. Therefore, there was basically no suspense when it came to Xiao Fan against him!
No matter how many moves he could take, he would still die in the end!
In the face of death, who wouldn't fear it, other than a lunatic who had lost all rationality and thought?
Zu Luo had no choice but to lower his head!
Unfortunately!
"I've already said that before death, there is no need to regret, beg, or threaten!" Xiao Fan spoke without turning his head. His voice was increasingly calm and indifferent. "It's already too late now!"
"Last words?"
When he heard Xiao Fan's words, Zu Luo's scalp instantly exploded and his hair stood on end. He looked at Xiao Fan in the distance with an expression of incomparable terror as he begged bitterly, "Xiao Fan, we, we don't have many conflicts between us. It's my fault, I apologize to you now, you, you …!"
But!
Xiao Fan didn't want to say anything to Zu Luo's admission of defeat. What welcomed Zu Luo was Xiao Fan's unhesitant backhand slap, which directly slammed into Zu Luo's chest.
"Crack!"
Zu Luo's chest immediately caved in and his sternum shattered. A large mouthful of blood immediately spurted out from his mouth as his entire body shot backwards like a cannonball.
In the distance, after Zu Luo landed, the terror in his eyes instantly disappeared and was replaced by the desperation and madness of a trapped beast. He clutched his chest with all his might as he stared at Xiao Fan in the distance and roared with great difficulty as if he had gone mad.
"Kill!"
Zu Luo clenched the black ring on his finger and poured all the Spiritual Qi in his body into it. Then, with a savage expression, he roared madly.
"Buzz!"
Between the gaps of Zu Luo's fist, a strange black fog spread out. An evil aura instantly filled the surroundings. Then, the black fog seemed to have a life of its own. It let out an ear-piercing laughter that resembled the laughter of ghosts. It rolled, surged, and swept towards Xiao Fan in the air!
"It's just a mere Soul-eating Fog. Scram!"
Xiao Fan seemed to have lost his patience. With a stern shout, he grabbed the black fog that was emitting bursts of ear-piercing, ghost-like laughter. Then, he threw it on the ground, raised his foot, and stomped heavily on it!
"Ah —!"
The Soul-eating Fog seemed to have a life of its own. Instantly, it let out a blood-curdling scream like a human.
"Pa!"
Xiao Fan's impatience grew stronger and stronger. With a stomp, the Soul-eating Fog's blood-curdling screeches abruptly stopped and began to slowly dissipate.
"You, can die now!" With a flip of his hand, Xiao Fan grabbed Zu Luo and threw him to the ground. Then, he lifted his foot indifferently and stepped on Zu Luo's head. His voice was filled with ruthlessness.
"I, I beg …!"
"Pa!"
Zu Luo's eyes were filled with terror and regret. He only managed to utter two words before his head was forcefully crushed by Xiao Fan's foot. At the same time, his entire body began to shatter. Countless pieces of flesh and broken bones scattered in all directions. Fresh blood dyed the ground beneath Xiao Fan's feet scarlet, adding a terrifying aura to this strange area!
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