Chapter 350 Kill the Holy Son of Haotian

"Duan Fan, you son of a bitch, why don't you let go of the snow saint?"

Suddenly, an angry shout interrupted Duan Fan and Meng Ningxue, who were entangled in their lips.

Meng Ningxue was shocked and suddenly pushed Duan Fan away and immediately put on the veil. After all this, she stared at Duan Fan fiercely, but a touch of spring in her eyes could not be concealed.

Duan Fan smiled and didn't care, as if Meng Ningxue had just fowned herself.

Turn around and look at Haotian Shengzi and his party who rushed to Qianjue Peak crazily.

Haotian Shengzi's face was blue, his eyes were blood red, and the murderous spirit of his whole body was like substance, overwhelmingly pressing down on Duan Fan. Looking at him, it seems that Duan Fan is his father's enemy.

Cough, what, although Duan Fan is not the father's enemy of Haotian Holy Son, Duan Fan stole Meng Ningxue, who should belong to Haotian Holy Son, if he is a man, he must be extremely angry.

What's more, Meng Ningxue's beauty can be called the first beauty in the Purple Emperor Star, and her cultivation talent is extremely high. Who will easily let go of such a good candidate for a double monk?

"Duan Fan, you ant dare to break into the Jiufan Fairy Pool. You will die today! I won't let you go any more today!"

That hatred in the heart of Haotian Shengzi! The hatred for Duan Fan is like a huge wave, surging and roaring.

Behind the Holy Son of Haotian, four old men of the ninth level of the refining world stood side by side, and the opportunity emanated and locked Duan Fan. It seems that as long as Duan Fan makes a little move, the four old men will not hesitate to take action.

Meng Ningxue frowned slightly when she saw this, and she was faintly unhappy, but did not speak, but quietly waited for Duan Fan's next move.

"Holy Son, I won't talk to you about the previous accounts, but you don't need to live if you instigate the Holy Prince to go to Donghuangzhou to deal with my family."

Duan Fan strode forward, and an extremely strong momentum slapped the son of Haotian like the turbulent sea. The son of Haotian hurriedly took a step back, and his face was full of horror.

"Why did Duan Fan become so strong all of a sudden?"

Haotian Shengzi is already the first level of refining the divine realm, but it is also the first level of refining the divine realm. The momentum of Haotian Shengzi and Duan Fan is 108,000 miles away, and the two are no longer the same.

Today's Duan Fan is no longer the Duan Fan who can be killed by the Holy Son of Haotian at any time. Today's Duan Fan already has the strength to crush the Holy Prince.

The four old men behind Haotian Shengzi saw this and took a step forward and blocked the momentum emitted by Duan Fan with their own bodies. But these four old people in the ninth level of the divine realm were also shocked, and Duan Fan...'s strength was not much weaker than them. Even if they do their best, the four of them think they are not Duan Fan's opponents.

"Get out of here!"

Duan Fan shouted loudly, and the four old men of the ninth level of the refining world were scared and trembling, and their bodies unconsciously took a step back.

"To be honest, Jiufan Fairy Pool is really a big failure for Jiufan Fairy Pool to be your holy son!"

Duan Fan stretched out his big hand and went to catch Haotian Shengzi. Seeing this, Haotian Shengzi raised his hand, and a low-grade spiritual soldier flew out and shot directly at Duan Fan's palm.

But what Haotian Shengzi never expected was that his low-grade spiritual soldier who could split the mountain and broken Yue could not pierce Duan Fan's palm at all, and the moment he came into contact with Duan Fan's hand made a soft sound, which seemed to be the sound of weapons hitting.

"I reluctantly accepted a piece of spiritual soldiers!"

Duan Fan grabbed this subordinate spiritual soldier with his big hand.

"Duan Fan, don't be arrogant. As long as I give the order, there will definitely be several legendary elders in Jiufan Fairy Pool to kill you. I advise you to be obedient and capture it!" Haotian Shengzi said fiercely.

"Hey, Haotian Shengzi, it seems that you still haven't made any progress!"

Duan Fan shook his head, no longer hesitated, and suddenly took action. He suddenly picked up the son of Haotian, just like carrying a chicken.

Haotian Shengzi struggled desperately in Duan Fan's hands, and his face turned red, but he could not break free from Duan Fan's big hand at all and could only be at Duan Fan's mercy.

"Let me go, or Mimao will never let you go." Haotian Shengzi couldn't struggle to open Duan Fan's big hand, so he could only carry out the big backer of Mi Mao's teaching.

"It's so sad!"

Duan Fan shook his head and said, "I haven't seen that I've been making a scene in Jiufan Fairy Pool for so long. Didn't your Mi Mao Zhangjiao and those ancestors of the king's realm appear? What does this mean? Can't you think of it yourself at all?

"Ah!"

Being reminded by Duan Fan so much, almost instantly, an extremely terrible idea came to Haotian Shengzi's mind - he seemed to have been abandoned by Jiufan Fairy Pool!

As soon as this idea came out, Haotian Shengzi's forehead sweated coldly, and his body trembling. He knew that he could not escape the palm of Duan Fan's hand today.

"You think of it!"

Duan Fan smiled and did not hesitate to throw the Haotian Holy Son into the seven-level magic tower space. As soon as his mind moved, he immediately refined the Haotian Holy Son into an extremely pure energy essence.

The four old men who came with Haotian Shengzi are not fools, and they already know what Mi Mao is going to do. The four people did not say anything, bowed respectfully to Duan Fan, turned around and left Qianjue Peak.

As soon as the four old men of the ninth level of the divine realm left, their surroundings became clean. Meng Ningxue slowly walked to Duan Fan's side. The spring in her eyes had faded. Although Duan Fan's eyes were a little different, she still calmly asked, "Are you afraid that those legendary elders of Jiufan Fairy Pool will not be against you if you kill the Holy Son of Haotian? You should know that there are still many legendary elders who have paid great painstaking efforts on Haotian Shengzi. The death of Haotian Shengzi is a great loss to them.

"With Ningxue, your big backer, of course I won't be afraid." Duan Fan laughed and wanted to go to Lou Meng Ningxue's small waist, but Meng Ningxue seemed to have expected it. She twisted her waist and suddenly dodged Duan Fan's claws.

He stared at Duan Fan angrily. Don't mess around. Can't you take life-threatening things seriously?"

"Oh, my snow is caring about me!"

Duan Fan was overjoyed. This is the first time! In the past, every time she got along with Meng Ning, Meng Ningxue never said a word of nonsense. She has always been cold, but today she rarely cares about Duan Fan. This is really a fairy!

"Nonsense, who cares about you." Meng Ningxue hummed gently in her nose. There is still a war between us, and I don't want you to die at the hands of others.

Duan Fan smiled and knew that Meng Ningxue was thin-skinned and did not tease her any more. He said, "Ningxue, you don't have to worry. I have been fully prepared before coming. Even if your Mi Mao Zhangjiao takes action in person, I will have a chance to escape."

"Also, I already know that there are no saints in Jiufan Fairy Pool now."

"What, how do you know this?" Meng Ningxue suddenly turned her head and looked straight at Duan Fan with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Hey, as long as Ningxue comes with me, everything about me is yours. I will tell you what you want to know."

"Hmm!" Meng Ningxue snorted coldly and turned her head, too lazy to pay attention to Duan Fan, a shameless guy.

"Ningxue, don't worry. I know that the Mi Mao Zhangjiao of Jiufan Fairy Pool will not take action against me." Duan Fan said with a smile.

However, at this time, a very majestic voice suddenly came from Duan Fan.

"How do you know that I won't take action against you?"

"Hmm!"

Hearing the words, Duan Fan and Meng Ningxue suddenly turned around and looked at the people in great horror. The difference was that Meng Ningxue looked very nervous, and a pair of small hands were unconsciously clenched.

And Duan Fan looked at the person with a smile and clenched his fist. Mi Mao is in charge of teaching. I'm really sorry to accidentally kill the Haotian Holy Son under your door. Duan Fan is really ashamed!"

Although Duan Fan said so, there was no trace of shame on his face, but he looked proud.

Mi Mao Zhangjiao looked at Duan with a smile, with a wolf-like light in his eyes, which made Duan Fan a little hairy.

There are twelve people behind Mi Mao's teaching. These twelve people are middle-aged and old people with different appearance, but the same thing is that these twelve people are the existence of the king's realm.

"Sir, the master of the thirteen kings, this old boy Mimao is demonstrating in front of me!"

Duan Fan took a deep breath. I don't know if Xuanyuan Zhantian, an old man, can deter Mi Mao. If it really doesn't work, I'm afraid I'm still in some trouble today.

In fact, the reason why Duan Fan was so arrogant to break into the Jiufan Fairy Pool and kill the son of Haotian was not afraid in the face of Mi Mao's teaching, because of Xuanyuan Zhantian.

Although Xuanyuan Zhantian has not restored the strength of the emperor, it is already the cultivation of the legendary realm. With the realm of his emperor, it is still more than enough to deal with several masters of the king's realm.

What Duan Fan didn't expect was that the masters of the king's realm of Jiufan Fairy Pool had reached as many as thirteen, which made Duan Fan feel very difficult.

"Kid, do you think there is no fear when the senior in the seven-level magic tower is in charge?"

Mimao seemed to see Duan Fan's mind and asked lightly.

At the same time, the strong momentum of the king's realm emanated and slowly pressed Duan Fan, and Duan Fan's forehead immediately oozed out cold sweat.

The twelve people behind Mi Mao looked at Duan Fan with scrutiny eyes, as if they were evaluating Duan Fan's performance!

Duan Fan took a deep breath and suppressed the discomfort in his heart. Then he said, "Mi Mao Zhangjiao came here with twelve king-level strong men to tell me these useless nonsense, right? Just say something directly."

"Haha, you are very knowledgeable and suit my appetite." Mi Mao taught with a smile and slowly walked towards Duan Fan!