Chapter 338

Mengquan looked at Luo fan and Luo QianChuan opposite very calmly, as if he hadn't heard what he had said before. He said faintly: "ha ha, although my cultivation is no better than that at the beginning, some curfew people want to get something like that, I'm afraid it's not that simple!"

It's a shame for luofan to give up his power just now, especially for luofan. He didn't show his anger at all!

Not only Luo fan and Luo QianChuan, in the void, a figure hides his breath in a very secret way. This person is the current owner of menggang.

After menggang took over as the head of the family, he naturally enjoyed the cultivation of all the resources of the family, greatly improved his strength, and finally promoted to the realm of Yuan king in the past two years. Of course, even if he was promoted to Yuan king, he still couldn't compare with the dream right in the peak period.

After all, the dream right is to achieve the king step by step through its own efforts, with a solid foundation, while the dream right depends on resources. The two seem to have little difference, but they are essentially different.

Obviously, menggang was also very clear about this in his heart. Therefore, he was so impatient to get the yuan formula in Mengquan's hand, so as to enhance his strength. When he heard Mengquan's words, his face was gloomy and terrible. If it weren't for his special status, he couldn't directly fight Mengquan, otherwise he would have done it himself, let alone with the help of the Luo family.

Luo fan's sharp eyes forced Mengquan and said coldly, "I advise you to be conscious. After all, you used to be the owner of a generation. You should know the consequences of disobeying orders."

Hearing this, Mengquan's eyes narrowed slightly and a breath of threat was released. The implication of luofan's words was obvious. There was the shadow of menggang behind it. If menggang came to him personally, he would not refuse, but if he obtained it through the hands of outsiders, he would never compromise at all.

"If you have any means, just use it. I'll do everything next." Mengquan's eyes are contemptuous. He was once the king of the Yuan Dynasty. Although his cultivation is retreating now, the temperament of the king of the Yuan Dynasty is still there. How can he be threatened by future generations.

"With you, who is qualified to talk so loudly? If I do it, you can take it?"

The corners of luofan's mouth outlined a touch of irony. His palm suddenly lifted up, and a flame palm print condensed out, releasing a hot flame breath and burning the surrounding aura, which increased the temperature between heaven and earth a lot.

Mengquan frowned slightly, as if he felt the power contained in the flame palm print. With his current cultivation, he was indeed reluctant to take the attack.

At this time, luofan's palm trembled slightly, and the flame palm print came towards Mengquan like the wind. The flame breath rushed out and faintly turned into a long dragon roaring, soaking in the terrible fire. The terrible temperature made the air emit a sound. It can be seen how terrible the flame palm print temperature is.

Mengquan flashed a decisive color in his eyes, pushed his left hand forward, and an ice wall appeared in front of him. The flame palm print was patted on the ice wall, and the ice wall was instantly fragmented. However, the momentum of the flame palm print was not reduced, so he continued to shoot forward, and everything was burned by the flame wherever he went.

Mengquan's look suddenly changed. Just as the flame palm print was about to be photographed on him, a small purple black vortex suddenly appeared in front of Mengquan. The flame palm rushed into it, and then seemed to be swallowed up and never came out again.

"He can't take it. What about me?"

Just when everyone was shocked, a cold and indifferent voice suddenly sounded, which made the void fall into silence and didn't understand what happened for a moment.

I saw a young man in white in the sky of dreamhouse, with a beautiful face and outstanding temperament. Standing there with his negative hand, he revealed his extraordinary temperament, which was remembered at a glance.

However, when Mengquan's eyes saw the face of the young man in white, his look suddenly solidified there, vaguely unable to believe, as if he saw the impossible.

"It's him!" Luo QianChuan lost his voice. There was a strong sense of fear in his tone. He seemed to be extremely afraid of the young man in white. Luo fan on one side didn't know why, so he sent a message to Luo QianChuan and asked, "who is this man?"

Luo QianChuan paused. Seeing that Qin Xuan didn't mean to kill, he was suddenly relieved. The voice explained: "this man's name is Qin Xuan. He has super talent and has the ability to fight more and more. He once killed Feng Xiaotian across the border, and later went into the holy pool and snow mountain to practice."

"Oh, I can't see. He has some skills. He can even enter the holy pool." Luo fan looked at Qin Xuan in surprise, but it was limited to this.

His talent is also outstanding. He once entered the holy pool. Knowing the situation inside, there is a great gap between Tianjiao. Therefore, he didn't pay much attention to Qin Xuan, thinking that Qin Xuan is just the existence of the middle and bottom of Tianjiao.

Mengquan raised his head and stared at Qin Xuan. There was a storm in his heart. The news he got was that Qin Xuan was killed by the gods in the holy pool. Why did he appear here at this time? What's going on?

At the moment, Luo QianChuan was also shocked and inexplicable. He learned from many people that Qin Xuan's performance in the holy pool was extremely terrible. He fought together with three Tianjiao with one person's strength, and even forced Qin Wushuang to death. If the gods hadn't finally shot in anger and exiled Qin Xuan, the first person today was afraid that Qin Xuan should have no chance at all.

Feeling the eyes from below, Qin Xuan's eyes twinkled, his body shot down, and came to Mengquan's side.

At the moment of seeing Mengquan's cultivation and his incomplete right arm, Qin Xuan suddenly twitched in his heart. His look solidified instantly. He only felt pain like being twisted by a knife. Mengquan suffered such a heavy injury, which has proved some things.

"Did the Wu family do it?" Qin Xuan looked sadly at Mengquan and asked.

Mengquan didn't answer Qin Xuan's words, and his face showed a very painful color. If Hong Xue knew that Qin Xuan wasn't dead, would the outcome change?

Qin Xuan felt puzzled and didn't understand what had happened. Mengquan seemed so indifferent to him, as if he had done something wrong.

Suddenly, he suddenly thought of a possibility. In an instant, a terrible smell filled the air and stared at Mengquan. For a long time, he trembled and asked, "Hongxue, she..."

"Hongxue, she's gone." Mengquan slowly closed his eyes, and his tone showed unspeakable loneliness and sadness. His eyes were so dark, as if he had lost his brilliance and contained endless sadness.

Boom!

The voice of Qin's death suddenly enveloped him, and he suddenly felt the terrible sound of death.

At this time, Qin Xuan was very terrible. His eyes were full of cold killing intention without any emotion. He just stood there, filled with strong killing intention, like a killing God from Jiuyou hell.

At this moment, Qin Xuan thought of the little things he had been with menghongxue before. Such a pure and kind-hearted girl, innocent and romantic, was so beautiful. However, in the end, she disappeared and fell in the best years. How miserable.

"Hongxue, I will avenge you." Qin Xuan sighed and said silently.

Mengquan glanced at Qin Xuan and saw the sad look on the latter's face. The cruel words he wanted to say couldn't be said. He wanted to accuse Qin Xuan very much. If it wasn't for Qin Xuan, Hong Xue would be determined to leave the world and don't want to live?

But in the twinkling of an eye, his heart was soft again. Can Qin Xuan be blamed for this?

When that happened, Qin Xuan was still in the holy pool and snow mountain. He didn't know all this. How many difficulties and obstacles did he experience when he came to this step? How many people know these?

At this point, Mengquan's resentment towards Qin Xuan was much less. He sighed and said to Qin Xuan, "you don't have to worry about Hongxue. If she is still there, you must hope you are safe."

However, Qin Xuan shook his head, looked very determined and said softly, "I will make those people pay the price, I will."

Although the voice was not loud, anyone could hear the strong anger contained in the voice. Qin Xuan was really angry this time!

Qin Xuan turned around and his eyes fell directly on Luo QianChuan. However, after only staying for a second, he transferred to Luo fan next to him and spit out a cold voice: "if you don't want to die, get out."

Luo fan looked stiff and his face was ugly. This was the first time that he was humiliated by others pointing at his face. Was he looking for death?

"That's presumptuous. I'll see how you let me die!" Luo fan snorted coldly, his palm printed forward, and the space was immediately wrapped by a terrible flame artistic conception. This space seemed to turn into a flame world, sending out terrible temperatures everywhere.

Luo QianChuan stepped back and stared at the battle between Qin Xuan and Luo fan for fear of missing a trace of detail.

Qin Xuan's cultivation is terrible now. It's on the top of the seventh floor of the yuan mansion Feng, according to his normal combat effectiveness, should be able to fight the ninth floor of Yuan mansion, and Luo fan's strength is just the top of the ninth floor of Yuan mansion Feng, the battle between the two should be equal, no matter up or down.

However, Qin Xuan didn't seem to feel the temperature of the flame. When his palm turned over, a mighty holy sword appeared in his hand. With one sword cut off, thousands of sword Qi seemed to shoot from the sky. It coerced the strong and sharp breath, penetrated through the void and pierced the space. Under the explosion of sword Qi, the flame world was also greatly damaged and faintly suppressed by sword Qi.

"Broken." Qin Xuan said faintly.

The voice fell, and a dazzling brilliance flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes. His pupils turned purple and gold, vaguely mixed with terrible sword Qi. His fingers pointed forward, and a terrible sword Qi shot out of nothingness and directly to the center of the sea of fire.