Illimitable Until Death

The sharp breath that rises from the body in the square is only maintained for a moment.

The short-term moment, even Wu Xiaohui, Zhao Hufeng, Se Xi Li, Li Shenyun and Li Shenhua did not notice.

However, who is Fan Xinglu?

The flashy sharpness of Fang Li’s body, even if the time of maintenance is short, Fan Xinglu clearly feels it.

From the fleeting atmosphere, Fan Xinglu felt a hint of threat.

Yes.

Threat.

what does this mean?

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

This made Fan Xinglu not be shocked, and looked at the eyes of Fang Fang gradually changed.

"————!"

Clearly seeing the eyes of Fan Xinglu, the disciples of Fan Xinglu, who are present in the audience, are all in a tight heart.

Because, at this moment, Fan Xinglu looks at the eyes in the square. It is like a beast that sees delicious prey. Although there is no anger and fierceness, there is greed that no one can detect.

That greed comes from Fan Xinglu’s war.

"...it seems to be very tempting..."

In the air of the heavy hall, Fan Xinglu’s whispering voice like a beast reverberated.

"The old man can't help but want to eat it..."

Accompanied by such words, the rise of Fan Xinglu's body is unprecedented in the horrible power.

The power, like the meteorite that hit the earth, opened and opened, so that everyone on the scene began to gradually sweat.

Lianfang did not think that Fan Xinglu would suddenly suddenly lose his sense of reason, unleashing his own momentum to the surrounding, and let the murderousness begin to surge.

However, if you think about it carefully, it seems to be a reaction that should be taken for granted.

I have been looking for excellent materials and have accepted them as disciples to cultivate their growth. Fan Xinglu is to satisfy myself.

Satisfy your own battle.

For this demon who is not old or dead, the only thing in the world that can attract her is the fierce battle.

That struggle is not even worse than blasphemy.

Nowadays, the disciples that I have personally cultivated have come back with the power to threaten myself. How can Fan Xinglu not be tempted?

And this is not only understood by the Fang, but even the rest of the disciples understand.

At the moment, Serhir was whispered with a sweaty sweat.

"This is troublesome..."

It’s not just Sheryl, but Wu Xiaohui, who has been silent for a while, has sunk.

As for the brothers and sisters of Li, it has already been frightened.

As a result, only Zhao Hufeng, even if sweating, still biting his teeth, daring his head forward, and clinging to Fan Xinglu, said such a sentence.

"Master, please calm down."

However, this sentence is to blame the upper body.

"calm?"

The sound that freezes the body temperature sounds from the air.

Fan Xinglu turned his head and looked at Zhao Hufeng, his eyes became dull and horrible.

"You let the old body calm down?" Fan Xinglu is like a mad beast. He whispers: "The only thing in the world that can attract the old man is this. For this reason, he will do whatever he wants. If he can calm down, Do you still have to work so hard to do so many things?"

Zhao Hufeng suddenly stopped.

This is indeed the truth.

If you can calm down casually, then Fan Xinglu will not find his opponent in disguise in order to satisfy his own battle.

Now, the flower buds that have been cultivated have already bloomed. How does this make people not pleased with this seductive fragrance?

"The old body has already said that, the reason why you are a disciple, teach you martial arts, is not something else, just to satisfy the old man."

Fan Xinglu’s voice is as terrible as it came from the ground.

"Don't you even want to take this fun away from your old body?"

With such words, the pressure on Fan Xinglu became more and more horrible, as if the space around him was distorted.

"...!"

Wu Xiaohui, Zhao Hufeng, Se Xili, Li Shenyun and Li Shenhua and his team of five people suddenly fell on their knees involuntarily, bowed to Fan Xinglu’s disciples, bowed their heads, and no longer dared to say anything. The face was already occupied by cold sweat. .

Only the square is left, standing silently in the center of the hall, looking at Fan Xinglu.

Feel the horrible oppression of Fan Xinglu's body rise, a faint smile.

"I am very grateful to Master for training. Without you, there will be no me today."

Indeed, if there is no cultivation of Fan Xinglu, it is estimated that it is still self-study seven-night assassination, not to mention the development of the seven-night assassination to a higher level, even if it is impossible to learn all the moves are still unknown.

Thanks to Fan Xinglu, who had been trained for more than half a year, Fang Li realized the essence of the assassination and systematically exercised it. He finally perfected the seven-night assassination and pushed it to a higher level.

"But, it is because of this, I really don't really want to fight with Master."

Fang Fang said this in a calm tone.

"Because I don't want to kill you."

Unpredictable words, but the brothers and sisters were shocked on the spot.

Say what?

What is this teacher’s brother talking about?

Who killed?

Kill Master?

It is simply absurd!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

On the contrary, Fan Xinglu, after widening his eyes, laughed loudly.

"Do you think you can kill the old man?"

In the face of this problem, Fang Li responded directly without any hesitation.

"Yes."

Fang Fang looked directly at Fan Xinglu, so asserted.

"If I fight with Master, I will kill you."

"Because, facing you, I still have no way to be merciful."

The terror of the air, under the words of the party, turned into an impact.

"...the courage is so big, the person who dares to talk to the old man, so far, you are still the first one."

Fan Xinglu stared at the party.

In the next second, I suddenly put up a breath of breath.

"Ha...ha..."

Some disordered breathing is suddenly transmitted.

Until then, Wu Xiaohui and his team discovered that they had been holding their breath from the beginning, and even the atmosphere did not dare to go out. They had already had a chest pain and their heads were dizzy.

Under such circumstances, Fan Xinglu spoke up.

"Look at your guts today, the old man will let you go."

Fan Xinglu grinned.

“It’s also fun to leave the most delicious part at the end.”

Leaving such a discourse, Fan Xinglu walked out of Huang Chen Temple with a pleasant pace.

It can be seen that the spirit of this demon who has lived for more than a thousand years has become very good.

Only a few disciples were left, and the courtesy of one knee and one knee was maintained.

All the people in the company shrugged.

"No matter what, let me take a break."

After all, this is the purpose of the party.