Chapter 1939

"What's the situation? He even cracked the 18 swords of wind and thunder? "

"How is that possible?"

"Evil, absolutely evil!"

There are all kinds of incredible voices under the stage of life and death, especially the female disciple who just made a secret promise to Mo Bai's heart. At this moment, it is the expression of ordinary people seeing ghosts.

"I thought how powerful the 18 swords of wind and thunder in the white tiger hall were. It turned out that they were just a false name." Xu Fan sneered, "you've already made a move. I've given you a chance to see how I kill you."

Mo Bai's face was blue and white. Xu Fan's words were not only hitting his face, but also the whole white tiger hall. Before he recovered, Xu Fan had already bullied himself. He directly took out the heart of the black tiger and dug out his chest muscles, dripping with blood.

"Ah... I'll kill you!"

Mo Bai is completely crazy, holding the pure Yang Sword and chopping. The crisscross sword Qi is rampant on the stage of life and death. But Xu Fan floats to Mo Bai's back like a flash. His left hand makes a series of strange moves, such as grabbing, patting, chopping, bumping and teasing. In an instant, several actions all fall on Mo Bai's back, making everyone dazzled.

Bang! Bang Bang

After a sound, Mo Bai's back is like a cat with a painted face. It's full of shocking scars. Even the bones are exposed.

"How do you feel?" Xu Fan joked, kicking Mo Bai's back by the way. Mo Bai immediately fell into a dog's excrement. His mouth was in close contact with the platform of life and death. His teeth were all broken and his blood was running wild.

"Ah... Elder martial brother Mobai..."

"Brother Mobai, stand up quickly..."

Under the stage, there are two female disciples who love Mo Bai. When they see that Mo Bai is so embarrassed, they are so scared that they lose their looks and scream constantly, as if they were beaten.

"I'll go!" Xu Fan vaguely heard the voice of the female disciple. He couldn't help but scold him. A mean person like Mo Bai has won his heart. God is blind. No, the two female disciples are blind.

"I want your life!" Mo Bai staggers to his feet, holding the pure Yang Sword and chopping at Xu Fan, completely losing his mind.

I think so. He always thought he was superior to others. Now, in full view of the public, he was beaten by a broken waste. How could he bear such a blow? It's strange that he didn't get mad.

In the face of crazy Mo Bai, Xu Fan sneers in his heart. He just wants to crack down on Mo Bai's arrogant self-esteem and kick him off the divine platform.

As soon as Xu Fan pushed his feet on the ground, he jumped up. Then he used the eagle pecking snake in the bird roll. His body was like a vigorous eagle. His left hand turned into an eagle's beak. He bit Mo Bai's right arm and pulled it up.

With a click, Mo Bai's right arm was torn off, and the pure Yang sword fell to the ground, while the broken arm was caught by Xu fan like a dead snake, and the blood was all over the ground, which made the people under the stage of life and death completely stunned.

"Ah..." Mo Bai screamed, covering the broken arm wound with his left hand.

"What else can I do to make it out?"

Xu Fan threw his broken arm on the ground, crushed it with one foot, and floated to Mo Bai's body like a ghost. He used the lion's roar technique in the hundred bird roll to move his real Qi to his throat. With a loud roar, the sound was like thunder. Even the people under the stage of life and death were shocked to have their ears buzzing, and many people immediately covered their ears.

Mo Bai is the closest to Xu Fan, and bears the brunt of the shock. He is shocked to seven holes of blood, and his clothes are broken. There is only one underpants left. His body is full of cracks, and he is almost useless.

"Ah... It's impossible..." Mo Bai roared like a spirit beast, but he was almost useless. He couldn't even stand up, like a dead dog twitching on the ground.

Many disciples under the stage looked at the scene on the stage. Their mouths were wide open. They couldn't believe everything in front of them.

Xu fan used to be called a fool and a waste disciple. Now they are sweating. When they see Xu Fan's sharp eyes, they all feel like they are being watched by death.

"It's time to end."

Xu Fan knew that his goal had been achieved, and he wanted to frighten those disciples who looked down upon others.

Since the goal is achieved, Mo Bai has no effect. Send him on the road.

Xu Fan approached Mo Bai step by step, and each step of his foot made the heart beat faster.

"You dare to kill elder martial brother Mobai... Master won't let you go..."

"Brother Mobai is an inner disciple, and he will not let you go."

Under the stage, there are several disciples of the white tiger Hall who want to save Mo Bai, but they have seen Xu Fan's methods, and they are not confident enough.

"I'm willing to accept defeat. His life is mine. It's useless for you to say anything." Xu Fan glanced at the disciples of the white tiger hall, and his tone was very cold.

"If you have to forgive others, if you are too murderous, you will only produce demons."

The person who opened her mouth was Nian Xintong from Disha hall. She was graceful and graceful, with red lips and white teeth. Her temperament was similar to that of Zhang bixue. She was so cold, like a glacier of ten thousand years

She is a disciple of Taoist Jingchen, and her accomplishments are much higher than Mo Bai's.

Xu Fan see read Xintong, just cold hum, continue to approach Mo Bai.

"I'm a member of the white tiger hall. You can't kill me..." Mo Bai still twitches on the ground and can't even stand up, but he's no longer crazy, and he realizes that saving his life is the most important thing.

"I can't kill you?" Xu Fan sneered.

He went to Mo Bai's body, holding the soul eating gun in both hands, and pointed to Mo Bai's eyebrows.

At this time, a figure from the direction of white tiger hall flying, people did not arrive, sound first.

"Who dares to kill my apprentice?"

Then, with a bang, a palm transformed from aura flapped the soul eating gun with a weight of several hundred jin.

"Mo Bai..." the man who came from the white tiger hall was the master of the white tiger hall, Taoist Venus. When he saw his beloved's wounds all over his body, his clothes were shattered, and there was only a pair of underpants left, his old face suddenly twitched and felt that his face was not shining.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes and killed him, he would not have believed that his proud disciple had been beaten to death by a broken waste in the elixir field.

At the same time, he also suspected that he had lost sight. Maybe Xu Fan was not a waste, but a martial arts genius. If we had accepted him as an apprentice a few days earlier, we would not have the situation today. Of course, he didn't regret it, because Xu Fan's Dantian was broken, and in his cognition, the cultivation of martial arts was never as good as the cultivation of immortals. The more the realm went to the back, the more the cultivation of martial arts was dwarfed.

"Master, save brother Mobai. He wants to kill him."

"Master..."

Under the stage of life and death, the disciples of the white tiger hall all look happy when they see the Taoist of Venus.

"It depends on how you end up. The Taoist of Venus is a famous protector, and he will be rewarded." Nian Xintong thought in her heart and glanced at Xu Fan on the stage.

Xu fan saw that the Taoist of Venus was gloomy, and could not help frowning, "what do you want to do?"

"Lay down your arms and I'll take you as my apprentice."