After hearing this, Ning Fan understood one thing.
When I first came to the Reincarnation Hall, I didn't see anyone else at all. Except for the elders of the Sutra Pavilion, there were only one man and two women in front of me.
Inferring from this, it is impossible for him to offend the other party, so the other party's grandfather has a grudge against Shengjun Mubai.
Therefore, he learned that he was brought in by Shengjun Mubai, so he asked the young man in front of him to come over and suppress him.
"It seems that there are conflicts between the saints."
Ning Fan sighed inwardly, as expected, there were conflicts everywhere, including the Samsara Organization.
But this is fine. If you make good use of these internal contradictions, you can more easily achieve your goals.
"The reason you are causing trouble for me is because of Holy Lord Mubai, right?" Ning Fan said.
"Hmph, Holy Lord Mubai, whatever you think, there is only one way before you now, and that is either to be deposed or to accept me as your master."
"Do you think you are qualified?"
"Then let me see if I am qualified."
The young man took a step back, and the two enchanting women beside him immediately became cold and vicious.
They all attacked and killed Ning Fan in unison.
The two of them cooperated very well, and they started fighting in close quarters. The daggers in their hands were contaminated with poison, and their movements were extremely ghostly.
It kept dissipating and appearing around Ning Fan, and violently attacked Ning Fan's lower body.
Ning Fan jumped up and let the opponent miss him. The two women did not realize that Ning Fan would react so quickly.
He was about to jump up and give chase, but Ning Fan took the initiative to attack.
Two big feet came down and stomped hard on the faces of the two women.
ah--
As two screams rang out, the heads of the two women were directly stepped on by Ning Fan.
In the end, they became two headless corpses.
"What, he actually killed two maids in the Blood Sea?"
"How is it possible? Those two maids are killers trained by the Blood Slayer Saint himself." Many people were shocked.
Even some of the elders in charge frowned slightly and kept scanning Ning Fan. They knew how deep the water was.
Ning Fan looked at Xue Hai's extremely ugly face and said with a sneer: "This is your qualification. It seems that you are weaker than the two of them, right?"
"You? Ming, my grandfather is the Blood Slaughter Saint King. Do you know what will happen if you provoke me?"
"The Blood-Slaying Saint?" Ning Fan was confused.
"Hahahaha, you are scared, right? Let me tell you, your performance is pretty good. As long as you are my slave, I guarantee that you can get some guidance from my grandpa."
"Saint Lord Blood Slaughter, what is that?"
As soon as these words came out, Xue Hai's expression tightened and he shouted angrily: "How dare you disrespect the Blood Slayer Saint?"
"You don't need to say this." Ning Fan disappeared and rushed towards the opponent at extremely fast speed.
At this moment, Xue Hai's face instantly turned pale. In his pupils, Ning Fan had already arrived in front of him.
Suddenly, the two old men took action together and slapped together.
Ning Fan punched out!
boom!!!
Clash of forces!
The two old men had serious expressions on their faces, while Ning Fan stepped back.
He stood still and looked at the two old men not far away: "Humph, do you think you can stop me?"
"He is the grandson of the Blood-Slaughter Saint, you cannot kill him."
"Stop it. With your talent and strength, don't be so showy. It's not good for you."
Hearing this, Ning Fan smiled and said: "What's there to be afraid of? The Samsara Organization respects the strong. When did it become an organization that relies on the power of others?"
It is true that Xuehai does not have any absolute talent, but because his grandfather is the Blood Slayer Saint, he is also trained with the same treatment as a seed killer.