Son-in-law, God-Emperor

Cold as the wind.

The white-robed disciple ranked seventh.

A monster at the seventh level of the Heavenly Saint Realm.

The nearby onlookers were shocked, not expecting Leng Rufeng to come on stage.

You must know that Leng Rufeng's strength is rare in the world of monsters, and he has only joined Biyun Palace for a short time. He is currently the fastest disciple to enter the top 100 list.

"You? Haha... very good." Xiao Fan sneered and glanced back and forth at Leng Rufeng.

Since he is the seventh-ranked white-robed disciple, the other party must be very rich.

"Come on, let's fight!" Leng Rufeng shouted coldly. Originally, he didn't want to play, not because he was worried about losing to Xiao Fan, but because he felt that he would lose face.

After all, Xiao Fan has played four consecutive games before, and now even if he wins, he will still be defeated. If he loses, it will be even more humiliating.

However, under the temptation of Bodhi Taoist Banquet, Leng Rufeng still entered the ring.

But even so, Leng Rufeng was actually not very sure whether he could win.

Xiao Fan grinned. He did not use the Sun and Moon Fan to attack. Instead, he held the ancient sword and wanted to try the power of the ancient sword.

Leng Rufeng breathed out, and a bloody spear appeared in his hand.

This spear was a meeting gift from Yuan Yanbin to Leng Rufeng, and it was also one of the reasons why Leng Rufeng followed Yuan Yanbin.

"Fight!!" At this moment, Leng Rufeng's aura suddenly changed, becoming bitingly cold, and the chill penetrated his body.

"Fight!" Xiao Fan shouted loudly and immediately rushed towards Leng Rufeng.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"......

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

"Boom"

Xiao Fan, holding an ancient sword, started a fierce battle with Leng Rufeng, who was holding a blood gun.

The two sides fought fiercely, and Xiao Fan burst out with terrifying strength. At this moment, the ancient sword was far more powerful in Xiao Fan's hands than in Kong Xingjin's hands.

This scene made everyone nearby dumbfounded.

"This...is this ancient sword so powerful?!"

"It feels... more powerful than using Kong Xingjin!"

"What's going on? Why is this happening!"

"I do not know......"

"..."

The nearby onlookers were all dumbfounded. They all had no idea why the power of the ancient sword was so terrifying in Xiao Fan's hands.

"Hahaha... Sir, how powerful is it?!" At this time, the voice of the weapon spirit appeared in Xiao Fan's heart.

Previously, the ancient sword was controlled by evil spirits, so Kong Xingjin could not exert the full power of the ancient sword.

But it's different now. The ancient sword fell into Xiao Fan's hands, and the weapon spirit completely showed Xiao Fan the power of the ancient sword.

Moreover, this is just the tip of the iceberg. Even the weapon spirit has not fully mastered the full power of the ancient sword...

"Not bad..." Xiao Fan murmured, as if he was responding to the weapon spirit, or talking to himself.

"Damn it, pfft..." Leng Rufeng spat out blood and his face turned livid. He didn't expect that the opponent's strength would be so evil.

Originally, Leng Rufeng thought that the opponent would use the Sun and Moon Fan to attack.

And forcibly activating the Chaos Spiritual Treasure will definitely be a test for the opponent's spiritual power.

Originally Leng Rufeng planned to fight a protracted battle, but the opponent used Kong Xingjin's ancient sword to explode with unimaginable power.

Leng Rufeng and Kong Xingjin had fought against each other before, so they naturally knew the power of the ancient sword in the opponent's hands.

As a result, now that the ancient sword is in Xiao Fan's hands, the strength it unleashes is not comparable to Kong Xingjin's!

Nearby, Kong Xingjin, who had not yet left, saw this scene and was so angry that he spurted blood again.

"Damn, damn..." Kong Xingjin was furious, his eyes red with anger.

This incident is a deep shame for Kong Xingjin. His own ancient sword ended up being carried forward in the hands of Xiao Fan...

There is no doubt that Kong Xingjin will become the laughing stock of Biyun Palace in the future!

"war!!"

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"......

Not long after Leng Rufeng fought with Xiao Fan, the blood spear in his hand was chopped off by Xiao Fan's sword.

As the blood gun broke, Leng Rufeng received a strong backlash and immediately spurted out blood.

Seeing Leng Rufeng's blood spear being cut off, the surrounding disciples were shocked.

"This...how is this possible!"

"Oh my god, Leng Rufeng's blood spear actually broke!"

"It's over. This time the two of them must have a feud that will last forever!"

"..."

The disciples who were watching spoke one after another. They all knew what the blood spear meant to Leng Rufeng.

"Damn it..." Leng Rufeng looked distressed and gritted his teeth with hatred.

The main reason he followed Yuan Yanbin was for the blood gun, but now...

"What a pity..." Xiao Fan said in a low voice with a dark face.

Seeing Xiao Fan's face turning dark, everyone nearby was puzzled.

What was broken was Leng Rufeng's blood gun. Why are you so shameless? !

"You...what are you sorry for?!" Leng Rufeng gritted his teeth.

"Nonsense, my blood gun... is gone, isn't it a pity?!" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and spoke in a low voice.

Leng Rufeng: "..."