I'm The Great Immortal

This is the second time that he has been beaten in the face by Li Xiaofan. Murong blade's alveoli are going to explode.

"Li Xiaofan, how dare you fucking hit me..."

Pop!

Another slap hit him in the face, dislocated his chin, and changed his extremely handsome face.

Murong's blade flew out and broke a pine tree with a thick bowl edge behind it.

Before he struggled to get up, Li Xiaofan stepped forward, stepped on his head, directly stepped his whole face into the ground and said coldly.

"If you want to send someone to intercept me on the way, you deserve a small mole ant! Believe it or not, I'll kill you now!"

Murong blade was trembling with fear. It was stronger than Gong Ziyu. The other party said he would kill him, not to mention that he was just a martial artist with great internal strength.

"No, you can't kill me. I'm the leader of the third generation of Murong family and one of the three young dragons!"

Pooh!

Li Xiaofan spit on Murong blade's face and said contemptuously.

"The three little bullshit Longdu. To tell you the truth, I killed Zhou Zheng. Even his money tree was torn down by me."

"So, it's ridiculous that you use this to pressure me. It's as easy for me to kill you as a chicken."

"What!?"

Murong blade was shocked and his eyes were full of horror.

"This... This... Who the hell are you?"

Li Xiaofan said coldly.

"I'm Li Xiaofan. Of course, I have another name, Li taixuan!"

"You... You... You are Li taixuan!"

"This... How is this possible!"

Murong blade stammered, and his face turned green.

Li taixuan is now a notorious man. He will kill whoever he says he will kill. He will kill all the people if he says he will kill all the people. Who dares to provoke him.

Li Xiaofan sneered.

"Now let me ask you, who took advantage of my mother's critical illness and transferred all her property?"

Murong blade just wants to save his life now. He tells everything he knows, bamboo tube and beans.

"No... it doesn't matter what I do... It's all done by second and second uncles. It really doesn't matter what I do..."

Li Xiaofan continues to press questions.

"Who gave the order to hunt down my parents?"

Murong blade shook his head like a rattle.

"I really don't know. I'm afraid only grandpa knows. You have to ask him..."

"Xiao Fan, I'm your cousin. My father is your uncle. Our blood is thicker than water. For the sake of relatives, you let me live..."

Murong blade was like a dog, kneeling on the ground and constantly kowtowing for mercy.

Seeing Li Xiaofan silent, he thought he was hesitating. Taking this opportunity, he suddenly knelt on the ground.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Just as he knelt down to beg for mercy, he suddenly shot three crossbows and arrows from his back, fast as lightning at Li Xiaofan.

This is Murong blade's card to protect his life. He bought it from Tang clan at a high price. It is usually tied to his back and close to his body. Others can't see it at all.

In case of unexpected danger, he kneels down to beg for mercy and paralyze his opponent. At the same time, he secretly triggers the mechanism and shoots his opponent out of guard.

I don't know how many masters died by this move.

You know, those three crossbows and arrows are highly poisonous. Even if they are contaminated with a small point, they will die instantly.

Once there was a master of divinity who died under his plot. After being poisoned, he turned into a pool of pus on the spot.

Therefore, Murong blade is sure that under this attack, he will kill Li Xiaofan.

Hum, I don't care whether you are Li taixuan or Wang taixuan. They are all going to die! "

Just before he was satisfied, even Li Xiaofan stretched out his slender fingers and clamped the three crossbows and arrows he shot, with a sarcastic smile on the corners of his mouth.

"It's just a small skill. You also want to sneak on me."

"You must be a despicable person who has plotted against many people with this skill. Today I'll let myself eat the consequences!"

With that, Li Xiaofan threw the three crossbows and arrows.

"Ah... No..."

Murong blade still wanted to dodge, but three crossbows and arrows, impartial, just entered his body.

But in the blink of an eye, Murong blade's skin began to turn black, his lips turned blue and his mouth frothed.

What is more frightening is that his body is expanding rapidly, just like a balloon full of air.

Moreover, from the pores of his whole body, he kept exuding black liquid, emitting a pungent smell.

Murong blade rolled back and forth on the ground, his face was ferocious and twisted, and his mouth, eyes, nose and ears were constantly emitting black water.

"Ah... Ah... It hurts me, kill me!" "please, kill me quickly..." that kind of heart gouging pain is like throwing it into an oil pan and frying it. Most people can't bear it at all. Usually at this time, Murong blade stood by and watched each other struggle and die in constant pain and wailing. But now the role has just turned around. He has become a victim and feels the taste of poison into the bone marrow physically and mentally. Li Xiaofan stood beside him, looking indifferent. There was no trace of human emotion in his cold eyes. He is a God who lives above the nine heavens and regards all living beings like mole ants. How do you care about the life and death of a mole ant? What's more, the mole ant still does evil and deserves it. The shrill scream of Murong blade, like killing a pig, echoed in the mountains and forests, making the quiet valley seep like hell. Wherever he rolled, the vegetation withered, and even the hard rocks were corroded and falling off. Moreover, what's more sinister is that there is no medicine to solve the poison. Therefore, Murong blade struggled on the ground for a long time, which turned into a pool of pus in the last scream and completely ended his evil life. Watching Murong blade die in the struggle, Li Xiaofan felt a sense of revenge in his heart. But that's not enough. He believed that with Murong mountain, he did not have the courage to swallow all his mother's property alone. We should say that there was no consent from Murong, the owner of the house, and he didn't believe it. Under the night, the cold light in Li Xiaofan's eyes disappeared and said coldly. "Murong heavenly gift and Murong family, you owe my parents, I want you to pay back a hundred times!" then, Li Xiaofan suddenly jumped into the depths of the mountain, found a hidden cave, threw his sleeve robe, and the strong wind rolled up a pile of broken stones to seal the hole. In the cave, he sat cross legged on a large stone and took out the black iron fan from the storage bag. This storage leather bag was left by Honghua's grandmother thousands of years ago. There is also a residual sword Qi in it, which is constantly warmed by Li Xiaofan's aura. "Open!" Li Xiaofan opened the small black iron fan with a flash of his eyes. Buzz! The little black fan struggled and seemed to run away. Because this fan has been recognized by Gong Ziyu, if Li Xiaofan wants to control it, he has to resist subconsciously. With a cold hum, Li Xiaofan effaced Gong Ziyu's spiritual mark on the iron fan. The little fan floated quietly in front of him. Li Xiaofan found that on this fan, there are many seal characters, ancient and profound, with the power of a long time. The more Li Xiaofan looked at the small fan, the more surprised he was.