Chapter 865

"Ho ho..."

With the roar of Xiao Jiao, the vast dragon power suppressed heaven and earth.

The martial artists outside the hall, looking at the void, couldn't help crawling on the ground, and their bodies trembled.

"What a terrible god dragon, don't ask the demon beast around heaven, isn't it the realm of caitianjun's later stage?"

"Power can't be so terrible!"

"Yes, the authority emanating from this is simply stronger than the authority of my perfect emperor!"

"Now I believe it. I believe all the rumors about not asking the sky!"

"It's terrible!"

……

All the figures looked at the glittering hundred Zhang figure with a surprised face.

Tao figure, at this moment, even the strong in the later period of the great heaven, can only raise awe in his eyes.

Dragon! That only exists in legend.

But now the hundred foot dragon appeared in front of them, with terrible momentum.

The next moment, I saw the figure with a hundred feet of gold flashing, and disappeared in situ.

When it appeared again, it had already appeared in front of Fan Li.

"No, go back!"

In the void, fan Zeng's expression suddenly changed, and then hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted.

"In front of your grandpa Xiaojiao, do you still want to escape?"

"Late!"

The cold and arrogant voice sounded in the void.

The little Jiao's figure flashed, and a rolling dragon power instantly spread, as if to sweep all the vitality of the world, and the rolling dragon power shrouded Fan Li.

"Death!"

In the void, everyone saw only a dazzling golden light passing by.

Immediately, I saw the small Jiao flashing a golden tail, like a sword, directly through Fan Li's strong tendon flesh, through his chest.

"This..."

"How is this possible?"

Fan Li's eyes were full of disbelief.

But his vitality is passing madly.

"Bastard, stop!"

In the void, in fan Zeng's eyes, the killing intention soared.

In the next moment, Fan Li's body, which was hundreds of feet in size, hit the ground hard, making a big pit of tens of feet.

"Tianjun peak also tried to kill your grandpa me, ridiculous!"

Xiao Jiao stood proudly in the void, with unparalleled coldness in his eyes.

Tianjun's peak Fan Li fell!

Outside the hall, countless martial artists were stunned.

"This monster is so strong that the cultivation of the emperor in his later period directly killed the fan force of the peak of the emperor!"

"It's terrible!"

"It's too evil. I can't see peace in the ancient land!"

……

The figures came back from the battle just now, and couldn't help sighing.

Xiao Jiao's terrible move, the Dragon wagging its tail, was deeply imprinted in the minds of countless people.

"Xiao Jiao, not bad!"

Looking at Xiao Jiao, don't ask the corner of heaven's mouth slightly raised.

"Evil beast, how dare you kill my younger martial brother Fan Li?"

In the void, fan Zeng's voice sounded. Looking at the small Jiao standing proudly in the void, fan Zeng's eyes were full of cold and incomparable cold.

It's a terrible talent to kill the strong man who cultivated his body at the peak of Tianjun in his later stage.

A hunch told fan Zeng that he must not let Xiaojiao grow up. Not only Xiaojiao, but also Mo Wentian cannot let them grow up, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

"The first genius of the demon clan, do you also want me to fight?"

Looking at fan Zeng in front of him, Xiao Jiao's eyes were cold and boundless.

With this, the fighting spirit of Xiao Jiao rose again.

Facing fan Zeng, who had reached the realm of the king of heaven in front of him, Xiao Jiao's eyes were full of coldness and arrogance, and his heart had no intention of retreating.

"Little reptile, I can kill you with one finger!"

In fan Zeng's eyes, the killing intention was not concealed at all.

"You killed my demon disciples, and I killed you. That's not bullying you. I'm just taking revenge for my demon disciples!"

"Death!"

The cold voice sounded, and fan Zeng's killing intention suddenly soared in his eyes.

"Not good!"

"Boss, this fan Zeng is going to shoot at Xiao Jiao!"

Huan Tian looked at this scene and said coldly.

"If you want to attack Xiaojiao, you're looking for death!"

Don't ask the eyes of the sky, rise a touch of cold and incomparable cold.

"This is fan Zeng, the first genius of the demon clan? Isn't he shameless?"

"The realm of the king of heaven unexpectedly wants to fight with a monster in the later period of the emperor of heaven. He is simply abusing this monster directly, okay? What else does he say is not to bully this monster, which is clearly naked bullying!"

"Shameful? When have you seen the shameful demon clan?"

……

Outside the hall, people's eyes were full of anger.

Most of the people in this group are disciples of orcs and demons, as well as disciples of the tianniu clan, but there are also a small number of disciples of the demon clan.

The disciples of this group of demon clan are not high in cultivation. Listening to these words, they even dare not breathe.

In the void, the light in Xiao Jiao's eyes suddenly soared.

Although Xiao Jiao was arrogant, he was still very clear about his combat power.

If this fan had shot, he would only end up being killed!

"Xiao Jingcheng, devil, come back to the emperor!"

It seems that you think of something. Don't ask the sky to crush the two notes. The voice is extremely cold.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Less than a few breaths, two figures respectfully appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

"Xiao Jingcheng?"

"You... You can call Mo Wentian so much. This boy's master, the Beast Master didn't ask you to kill Mo Wentian. How did you..."

Looking at the respectful Xiao Jingxian kneeling on the ground, fan Zeng's face was full of astonishment.

The killing intention in his eyes disappeared in an instant and was replaced by disbelief.

"Shut up, how dare you be so rude to your master!"

"Master, let me kill this boy!"

Hearing this, Xiao Jingcheng's eyes suddenly cooled. Looking at Mo Wentian, he said respectfully.

"Xiao Jingcheng, you are crazy. You even want to kill me?"

Fan Zeng's voice almost became a roar, and his eyes were even colder.

"Senior brother fan Zeng, I see that Xiao Jingcheng has been controlled by Mo Wentian!"

"I think so, otherwise he wouldn't dare to talk to you like that!"

"Elder martial brother fan Zeng, Xiao Jingcheng's cultivation is in the realm of Tianjun's perfection. Even if he submits, don't ask the sky, so what if you kill her!"

"Yes, even if the demon clan comes to apologize in the future, you can say that Xiao Jingcheng has surrendered to Mo Wentian. You are thinking of the overall situation, and they certainly don't dare to blame you!"

……

Behind fan Zeng, the figures were full of cold looking at Xiao Jingcheng, Yin pathetic way.

"Surrender, don't ask the sky?"

"Xiao Jingcheng, you are really useless. The perfect strong man of the emperor is still in the hands of Mo Wentian, the mole ant in the middle of the emperor!"

Fan Zeng seemed to think of something, his eyes flashed a touch of light, looking at Xiao Jingcheng, full of disdain.