When Wang Fan left through the air, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
He actually didn't want to leave, he felt that he could kill Xue Tu.
But there were too many strong men coming, and the six peak Saint Emperors were about to arrive, so he had to leave just to be on the safe side.
"Ma Dan, I'll wait for you all. When I recover from my injuries, I'll take off your dog's head."
The aggrieved Wang Fan couldn't help but uttered a curse word, and left quickly in a blink of an eye.
"Ran?"
Xue Tu was slightly stunned when he saw Wang Fan escaping through the air.
He was a little confused as to why Wang Fan, who originally had the upper hand, escaped?
As for the strong men approaching here, he didn't pay attention at all.
He has a reputation for bloodshed, not to mention that he still has strong combat power. Even if he didn't, would those people dare to touch him?
He is not a rootless duckweed. In front of so many people, if anyone dares to touch him, whether it is the genius of China or this powerful man from a foreign land, he will probably have to pay the price.
Unless it is said that the other party's background far exceeds his blood massacre.
Based on this, Xue Tu never thought that Wang Fan would escape, let alone why Wang Fan escaped.
In his subconscious mind, he already regarded Wang Fan as someone like him. Who would dare to kill such a person?
Feeling that Wang Fan was quickly moving away, Xue Tu hesitated slightly and soon gave up the idea of continuing to pursue him.
After such a long time, he finally felt it.
This Wang Fan is very difficult to kill, very difficult to kill.
Even if he catches up, he may not be Wang Fan's opponent, and maybe he will be killed by Wang Fan.
"Why does that bloodline power just now feel so familiar? Why does it feel like deja vu? Have you seen his people before?"
Xue Tu did not go after Wang Fan, nor did he leave immediately. Instead, he pondered hard on the spot.
At a certain moment, his expression suddenly changed, he suddenly raised his head and said in shock: "A member of the Wang family of the ancient clan?"
Almost at the same time, several sounds of piercing the sky sounded, and many monks had appeared here.
The six peak Saint Emperors stood in front, very close to the Blood Massacre, while the others were far apart.
One of the six peak Saint Emperors looked at Xuetu and slightly raised his hand: "Fellow Taoist, why didn't you stop him? If you had stopped him for a moment or three, we would have arrived and helped you kill this beast."
The face of the peak Saint Emperor was a bit ugly.
Offending a strong man like Wang Fan is not a happy thing, especially since they haven't been able to kill Wang Fan yet, which makes it even more uncomfortable.
If Wang Fan is a big-minded person, they may not cause trouble to him in the future, but if he is a small-minded person, they are doomed.
No, they have already taken action against Wang Fan and have been chasing him for so long. No matter how big-hearted Wang Fan is, there is no way he can expose this matter, right?
Thinking of this, their hearts sank even more.
When Xuetu heard the question from the peak Holy Emperor, he narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Are you questioning this emperor or teaching me how to behave?"
Bad eyesight.
The peak Holy Emperor twitched the corner of his mouth, and just as he was about to speak, there was a roar, and a powerful attack came.
The peak Saint Emperor's face changed drastically and he hurriedly avoided it. A huge deep pit appeared on the ground, and the pits and ravines spread into the distance.
Xue Tu only took action to express his dissatisfaction, and then did not take action again. He stared at the man and sneered: "This is the first time. If you dare to question me again, I will kill you."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared.
The peak Saint Emperor's face was livid, he was shaking with anger, and his fists clenched involuntarily.
He is also the peak Saint Emperor. Even if Xue Tu is the peak Saint Emperor and is famous, he shouldn't be so arrogant, right?
However, he didn't dare to say another word.
To kill Wang Fan, maybe the five of them who formed a temporary team can work together.
But if it was a bloody massacre, then he might as well go to sleep.
With so many people watching the show around, once they dare to take action against Xue Tu, no matter whether they can kill him or not, there will be endless troubles in the future.
"Hey, who was the person who fought against Brother Blood Slaughter just now? He seemed very powerful, but why have I never heard of him?"
"Tch, you haven't even heard of him. He really has long hair but short knowledge. Rumor has it that this man is a peerless genius. On the Taoist monument, he only had enlightenment for an hour, and the Taoist monument broke into pieces."
"Ah? There is such a thing? He actually caused the Taoist monument to break?"
The crowd was shocked and in an uproar.
The fact that the Taoist monument was shattered spread out in a short period of time and caused shock in all parties.
Unfortunately, Wang Fan also became the one who took the blame. It is said that many people are looking for Wang Fan now.
If Wang Fan knew about this, he would definitely scold his mother.
What does the broken Taoist monument have to do with him? Why are so many people looking for him?
Okay, it seems to have something to do with him, but how did those people know?
Under normal circumstances, no one would believe it.
But now...mostly someone is adding fuel to the flames.
Of course, Wang Fan didn't know this at all.
The seven peak saint emperors, including Xue Tu, were already chasing him and running away like a dog, so how could they care about him?
Now Wang Fan feels that everyone is his enemy and everyone wants to cause trouble for him.
He ran wildly and took drugs all the way. As long as he felt the breath of a monk in front of him, he would immediately change course.
He didn't want to continue to consume it. If he continued to consume it, it might really kill him.
"Blood slaughter? And those six bastards, you wait for me, and when I regain my strength, I will vent my anger on you."
"Calculating the time, this third round of assessment must be almost over, and I don't know what the results will be."
"When the time comes, I will kill a lot of people here and turn everything upside down, then I will pat my butt and leave."
Wang Fan cursed fiercely in his heart, and was also planning what would happen next.
Here, as long as he doesn't meet the Holy Emperor, he is almost invincible and it is basically impossible to die.
Unless he is facing the siege of powerful men and still has to fight to the death, otherwise, even if ten peak Holy Emperors surround him, let alone seven peak Holy Emperors, he can still walk away.
Of course, it would not be easy to handle if the peak Saint Emperors surrounding him were all perverts like Xue Tu.
After more than an hour passed, Wang Fan soon came to an uninhabited area. Without thinking, he dug a hole and buried himself in it.
Habitual hiding, habitual cultivation, habitual recovery and cultivation.
A series of movements are very smooth.
Wang Fan went into hiding to practice and recover, but the outside world was very lively.
I don’t know whether it was a coincidence or other reasons, but during this period, countless powerful people and geniuses poured into the Tianling Plain.
Among those people, there are strong people from China and strong people from foreign lands.
The war continued.
Someone got a heaven-defying opportunity and broke through from the Great Emperor to the Holy Emperor in one day.
There are also people who obtained heaven-defying resources and broke through the shackles of the Holy Emperor in one day, reaching above the Holy Emperor.
Of course, these are a very small number, and although the benefits received by most people are great, they are not that great.