Son-in-law, God-Emperor

"Okay." Xiao Fan nodded and breathed out.

Now that the master of Biyun Palace has come forward, even if Xiao Fan takes action forcefully, he cannot kill Yuan Yanbin.

Xiao Fan saluted the master of Biyun Shrine and planned to leave the ring.

"etc......"

At this time, the master of Biyun Shrine called Xiao Fan.

"What's wrong? Palace Master." Hearing this, Xiao Fan was stunned: "I'm injured and I have to recuperate."

The master of Biyun Shrine shook his head helplessly and did not say a word...

After a while, Yuan Yanbin's physical body recovered as before, but his aura dropped to the bottom, and his strength was even less than one-tenth of his peak.

Yuan Yanbin stared at Xiao Fan with an angry face, wishing to crush him to ashes, but now he did not have the strength.

"Hand it over." The master of Biyun Palace looked at Yuan Yanbin and said calmly.

Yuan Yanbin breathed out, gritted his teeth and took out a black jade token with "six" engraved on it, and reluctantly handed it into the hands of the master of Biyun Shrine.

The master of Biyun Palace examined the black jade token and then handed it to Xiao Fan.

"From today on, Bufan is the sixth disciple of the Biyun Shrine..." The master of the Biyun Shrine spoke slowly, his voice resounding in all directions.

Hearing this, the nearby Biyun Shrine disciples had different expressions...

Obtaining the black jade token represents an extraordinary status. Now the other party's status has surpassed that of the ordinary elders of Biyun Palace.

Became a serial disciple of Biyun Shrine!

"Thank you, Palace Master." Xiao Fan glanced at the black jade token, then clasped his fists and bowed to the Palace Master of Biyun Palace.

"Hehehe... There is no need to thank me. You deserve this. You are very strong. Work hard from now on. Do you understand?" the master of Biyun Palace said with a smile.

The master of Biyun Shrine has no doubt about Xiao Fan's strength, but he doesn't know why, given his potential, he will get nothing after drinking Bodhi tea...unless the other party deliberately hides it. What.

But something was wrong. It was obvious that the other party woke up very early. Many people at that time could prove this. Even the God of War was there. The other party should not be able to hide anything.

Moreover, that is Bodhi tea. After drinking it, you will lose consciousness. How did the other party hide himself? !

All kinds of chaotic thoughts affected the master of Biyun Shrine, making him unable to guess the original truth...

"Then Palace Master, I'll leave first." Xiao Fan said with a smile.

"Well, go ahead." The master of Biyun Palace nodded.

Xiao Fan smiled, turned around and planned to leave, but just after taking two steps, he felt Yuan Yanbin's resentful eyes, and Xiao Fan looked back...

"Yuan Yanbin, work hard and strive to...become a sequence disciple as soon as possible." Xiao Fan looked at Yuan Yanbin with a harmless smile.

Yuan Yanbin: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Murder and heart-wrenching! !

Naked humiliation!

Hearing this, Yuan Yanbin was so angry that he almost exploded on the spot.

"You, you, you...don't be proud, just wait, wait!!" Yuan Yanbin said angrily.

But Xiao Fan ignored Yuan Yanbin at all. After getting off the ring, Feng Yuliu came to Xiao Fan, and the two left here.

Now that Xiao Fan has become a disciple of Biyun Palace, even if Yuan Yanbin is dissatisfied, he can't defeat him.

Even the white-robed disciples who had followed Yuan Yanbin before were panicked at this moment...

Especially the faces of Yuan Yanbin's followers who had just started shouting changed greatly, and they were all worried that Xiao Fan would retaliate against them later.

You know, even Yuan Yanbin is not the opponent's opponent, how can they be Xiao Fan's opponent? !

But they obviously thought too much, Xiao Fan had no interest in talking to these people at all...

For Xiao Fan, it is not an exaggeration to describe their existence as ants.

certainly.

Even if Xiao Fan defeats Yuan Yanbin, no one will underestimate Yuan Yanbin. With the opponent's strength, it is only a matter of time before he becomes a disciple of the sequence again.