Wang Shang watched Li Xian'er, who was stuck in front of Tang Fan, and was full of anger, could not help but have the same helplessness and anger as Ning Qiu!

Tang Fan, why is it so difficult to kill!

He couldn't imagine that Tang Fan, who had just reached the Saint Saint, actually attracted so many people to guard.

Even Li Xian'er, who has always been known as "Blood Demon", has changed his mind.

"Master Li, why do you want this?"

"Do you have to be an outsider, regardless of the friendship of Zongmen?"

"I and you, there is no friendship!"

Li Xian'er's words were decisive, but then they seemed to explain, saying, "I said it just now, Tang Fan's life is mine, and it can only be me who kills him! He ... his inheritance will be mine!"

"Is this really like this?"

Wang Shang smiled and laughed in a bad intention: "I heard that this kid was good at getting flowers and flowers, wouldn't it be Li Shimei who was fascinated by him? Hey ..."

"court death!"

Li Xian'er suddenly looked like the ignited shells. With a finger, a blood -colored sword immediately appeared in nothingness, cutting down!

"Li Xian'er, don't give your face shameless, when I'm afraid you can't do it!"

Wang Shang's fist just welcomed the enemy, and felt that it was wrong behind him, and a coldness rose throughout his body.

"Oh!"

The sharp hiss sounded behind him, and a red light came!

"ah!"

Wang Shang was so scared that he flashed his body. A bloody bird of blood passed by him, and his sharp claws patted his shoulders fiercely.

"Beast, I kill you!"

Wang Shang screamed, and his left shoulder was already skinny.

But not to wait for him to fight back, the blood -colored sword has fallen!

Wang Shang helplessly, he could only retreat quickly, and ate a dark loss.

Oh!

The blood eagle beast flew in front of Li Xian'er to invite merit.

Li Xian'er stood on his back, raised his hand and raised a bloody lotus -shaped magic weapon, and said coldly: "Either roll or die!"

The bloody lotus rotates quickly, forming a bloody vortex in the void, and the murderer is for the king Shang Shang.

Tang Fan, who was sitting, opened a seam with his eyes. He looked up at the bloody lotus flower, and a smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"How can you have a glorious blood lotus!"

Wang Shang frowned, and he couldn't figure out how the magic weapon that was glory fell into Li Xian'er.

Li Xian'er's heart was virtual, gritted his teeth and rushed up.

This blood lotus was still given to her and Feng Chunyan during the last battle of Zongmen. As a result, it was pushed to her by Feng Chunyan.

"Don't roll, then die!"

Li Xian'er pointed out, and the bloody vortex rushed to Wang Shang.

"Then I will kill you first, and then kill Tang Fan!"

Wang Shang's eyes also showed a ruthlessness, raising his hand from the storage bag, and throwing it out.

Bang!

This thing instantly became a coffin, the cover was flying, and a bloody body was flying out of it!

"Blood!"

The people around him took a sip of air -conditioning. This blood was made from the unique secrets of the Wang family.

It is said that Wang Shang's blood corpse can exert the strength of Yuan Ying in the later stages of Yuan Ying!

boom!

The blood corpse and the blood lotus battle were in one place, and immediately occupied the upper hand.

Wang Shang fists and go straight to Li Xianer.

"Why!"

Tang Fan sighed. He had seen that Wang Shang's strength was above Li Xian'er, and he had moved his heart. Li Xian'er was dangerous!

He was about to urge Jin Wu Shenhuo to help, and suddenly he heard the sound of whistling.

"stop!"

Saint Aunt Ouyang Die and He Lan stood in front of Wang Shang.

"Meet Saint!"

Wang Shang was helpless, so he had to hold his punch.

When I saw this, I could only stop playing.

The wounds were finally relieved, and his cultivation was almost withering.

The two groups immediately separated, He Yuexiang flew to Ouyang Butterfly and He Lan dissatisfied, saying, "How can you ... so late!"

Ouyang Die ignored He Yuexiang, but looked at Wang Shanghe Ning and said, "My Holy Sect supports internal competition, but if you kill Tang Fan now, you will not be able to win.

"What's more, how can you fight so much that you are so bad at the moment?"

Everyone was silent, Ouyang Die said well. They are no longer simply fighting for Tang Fan, and they look more like fighting.

Seeing this, Li Xian'er said nothing. He turned away by the blood eagle beast.

Come abrupt, and go fast ...

"It's all scattered ..."

Ouyang Die looked at Wang Shang and Ning Qian.

When the two were hesitating, the bells came from the peak of the blood of the blood.

After the three bells rang, there was another majestic voice spread throughout the whole ancestor: "After seven days, turn on the blood cliff trial, I can participate!"

Wang Shang looked down at Tang Fan who was still sitting, and said coldly: "Tang Fan, see the bloody cliffs!"

"At that time, I think who can save you!"

Ning Hou also left a ruthless words and took people to leave.

Tang Fan watched them leave and didn't speak, but there was a strong killing in his eyes.

Now, he is really almost out.

He feels that except blood is blood, the water has been burned ...

"Tang Fan!"

He Yuexiang immediately ran to Tang Fan, and he had to touch his face when he raised his hand.

"Do not touch me!"

Tang Fan's voice was hoarse, and a hot breath sprayed from his mouth, forcing He Yuexiang to take a few steps back.

Feng Chunyan also came with a smile and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Sister Feng, thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

Feng Chunyan waved his hand and said with a gaze: "The current blood Saint Shengzi has been divided into two factions.

Ancestor! "

She looked at He Yuexiang again and laughed: "Sister He, you can rest assured, I won't grab a man with you! I do this, purely for gratitude!"

"hehe……"

Feng Chunyan laughed and went away.

This woman really knows her position!

Tang Fan looked at her back, and looked at Yu Ming, who was full of scars, and felt distressed: "Brother, what are you?"

"It's okay, can't die!"

Ling Ming grinned, and his mouth was full of blood.

Tang Fan looked at the guardian guards behind his Ming, and he made a slight head: "Everyone, I don't say thank you, I have tips in Tang Fan!"

He consciously opened the Qiankun bag, flying out of it, and all of them flew out of it, all flying towards Yu Ming and others.

"These elixir and soul medicine are given to the brothers for treatment ..."

"Thank you young ancestors!"
To be continued...