"Even the Sea Soul Beast Emperor Tian was released by you bastard fishes. These bastard fish are so greedy and cruel that they even don't hesitate to cooperate with the Sea Soul Beasts of the Dark Lord's faction. If Master knew about it, he would probably be so angry that he would burst out of his coffin.
Jump out."
Not only Fan Xi, but also Ling Luo was stunned.
What on earth is this Ming Heechul talking about? He looks like a master, and he obviously looks up to and respects him very much. Why does he treat me so badly?
Very contradictory, right?
"I don't understand what you are talking about!" Fan Xi's face was a little distorted, "But what I know very well is that you insulted our Shark clan, which is absolutely unforgivable!"
Ming Heechul glanced at Fan Xi with an almost ridiculous look and said, "A trash fish is a trash fish. The ones who really cannot be forgiven are you. Although Mansha is very irritating, you guys have failed her."
I will never tolerate this guy!"
Fan Xi opened his mouth, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and a very sharp wheezing sound burst out.
Ming Xiche waved her sleeves and sent the sound attack flying away.
The sound attack deviated from the track and landed heavily on the ground on the west side, destroying the remaining half of the ground of the Dawu Arena.
"Boom -" there was a loud noise and gravel flew.
On the entire arena of the Great Martial Arena, there was no intact ground left; everything was bombarded into rubble and rubble.
"How dare you show off your power in front of me with your small skills?" Ming Xiche jumped up, his black robe like the wings of the god of death, and he stood in mid-air.
He stretched out his hands and formed a circle in the air.
A huge black ball filled with the aura of death appeared out of thin air.
The huge black ball of death, with the aura of destruction to the world, hit Fan Xi hard.
Fan Xi couldn't escape at all, and his whole body was shrouded in it. He felt as if he was suffocated, and all he breathed into his chest was the black breath of death.
He was surrounded by the breath of death and filled with the breath of death.
For the first time, Fan Xi felt the approach of death so clearly. Gradually, slowly, his vitality was eroded away.
But at this moment, Fan Xi no longer had the ability to care about the art of change, and his original appearance was gradually revealed.
Xiaoling's face disappeared, and Fan Xi, the leader among the second generation disciples of Shengjin Hall and one of the Nine Saint Cultivators, appeared in everyone's field of vision.
"Who are you?" The first person to change color was Ling Luo. She looked at Fan Xi in the black ball of death in disbelief and asked in a cold voice, "Where is Xiao Ling? It shouldn't be Xiao Ling who is fighting against me.
Ling?!"
Although Fan Xi has the best relationship with Xiao Ling and knows everything about Xiao Ling, he has never met Ling Luo in his true form.
"Oh my God! What's going on?"
"Fan Xi from Shengjin Hall! It's Fan Xi from Shengjin Hall!"
"Fan Xi is the fifth among the Nine Saint Cultivators. How can he transform into Xiao Ling and fight in the Holy Water Hall's place?"
"This is a foul! It's definitely a foul!"
"What's going on in the Holy Water Hall? You actually bribed nine saint cultivators to fight on your behalf? This is simply a shame!"
"Having said that, Ling Luo from the Holy Fire Hall was actually able to fight Fan Xi, who was ranked fifth among the Nine Saint Cultivators, to such an extent. Finally, he opened the Road of Fire and summoned powerful figures from the underworld to suppress the enemy. It's really