Son-in-law, God-Emperor

When I first came to Netherworld State.

The peak of the ninth level of the Tribulation Realm is indeed very strong for Xiao Fan, and can even be said to be unattainable.

But now...hehehe, they are all younger brothers.

Xiao Fan looked at the ancestor of the Zhao family coldly.

"Ahem... Xiao Fan, what's wrong with you?"

The ancestor of the Zhao family felt very uncomfortable when Xiao Fan saw him and quickly waved his hand.

Xiao Fan breathed out: "I want to see Yan Fu."

"Of course, you come with me..." the ancestor of the Zhao family said with a smile.

"Ancestor... Well, Zhao Bin was captured by Xiao Fan." The head of the Zhao family said hurriedly.

"Zhao Bin?" The ancestor of the Zhao family was startled, then he thought for a moment and shook his head: "We'll talk about it later, as long as he's not dead!"

"This... okay."

The head of the Zhao family and the elders of the Zhao family looked at each other.

The ancestors have spoken, what else can they do?

"He will be dead soon."

At this time, Xiao Fan answered calmly.

He is rubbing the Zhao family's face on the ground! !

No face at all!

The head of the Zhao family and all the elders of the Zhao family did not say anything, but their faces were very ugly. However, the ancestor of the Zhao family laughed and said: "This... just die!"

Xiao Fan breathed out. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with them now. He would see Zhao Yanfu and his son first.

"This way, come."

The ancestor of the Zhao family led the way, and Xiao Fan followed him and left in the air.

Chi Yue Lianshang followed closely behind.

Before Wei Zhongshan left, he said contemptuously: "A bunch of white-eyed wolves!"

He was angry for Xiao Fan.

After leaving these words, Wei Zhongshan took to the air to follow.

The head of the Zhao family and the elders of the Zhao family looked extremely pale...

"you......"

When they were about to speak, Wei Zhongshan had already disappeared.

...

The main residence of the Zhao family.

In a remote courtyard.

"Hey...yeah...kill!"

The boy is holding an iron sword and is dancing with his sword skills.

Although he is young, his strength is astonishing.

This iron sword weighed at least several dozen kilograms, but it was slowly danced by the boy, and every move was very regular!

"Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh"

"It's over here, in the small courtyard." The ancestor of the Zhao family led Xiao Fan to the sky above the main residence of the Zhao family.

After Zhao Yanfu's great grandfather died, she moved here with her children.

Xiao Fan was far away, but he still recognized the boy below waving an iron sword.

The boy's appearance is 70% similar to him, and a feeling of blood connection arises from the heart...

"son......"

Xiao Fan murmured, with excitement on his face, but at the same time there was deep anger.

This villa... is very dilapidated.

Maybe it's nothing to ordinary people.

But this is the Zhao family.

One of the five major families in Netherworld State.

The environment of this villa is far inferior to other courtyards of the Zhao family, and it is even inferior to the place where the servants live!

Xiao Fan looked at the ancestor of the Zhao family coldly: "I will settle this account with you later."

After the words fell, Xiao Fan disappeared and entered the small courtyard below.

Chiyue Lianshang and Wei Zhongshan stood in the void...no one followed them. ..

The ancestor of the Zhao family looked helpless.

He found out Xiao Fan's realm.

The terrifying aura that Xiao Fan had just released at the city gate even made him tremble.

Not even the Demon King or the Royal Family Ancestor has ever experienced that terrible sense of oppression!

This Xiao Fan has completely grown up.

"I'll explain it later..."

The ancestor of the Zhao family sighed and looked excited again.

If he didn't feel wrong.

The Zhao family may be saved! !

Even the human race of Netherworld State was saved! ! !

...

The little boy wielded the sword very seriously. Although he was very young, his blood was very strong and vigorous, and his eyes had an unstoppable sharpness.

Xiao Fan appeared silently and stood aside. He lowered his breath. It was impossible for the little boy to detect him.

Xiao Fan was so excited when he saw his son for the first time, but he didn't know how to speak.

After a long time, Xiao Fan held back a sentence: "Are you playing with a sword?"

"Ah?" The little boy was startled, and the iron sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang" and made a crisp sound.

The little boy looked in panic in the direction of the sound...

He saw a man wearing a white robe and handsome features enjoying himself.

He had never seen this man before...but he looked familiar.

Somewhat like the portrait of his father that his mother showed him.

But the portrait is not a real person after all!

The little boy was too young to recognize Xiao Fan's identity.

"You, who are you!"

The little boy yelled, hurriedly leaned over to pick up the iron sword, and looked at Xiao Fan with a wary expression.

"Me?" Xiao Fan smiled: "I am your father."

Seeing his son pointing a sword at him was quite interesting.

"What?"

"I'm your father."

"Are you my father?"

"Yes, I am your father."

The little boy was surprised for a moment, and then became more vigilant: "My mother said that my father went to a far away place and will not come back in the past few years or even more than ten years. You lied to me!!"

Xiao Fan was startled, why did Zhao Yanfu say this to the child?

The little boy became angrier as he thought about it... Someone dared to pretend to be his father!

"You, you... dare to pretend to be my father... I will fight you!!"