The Emperor Comes to the Heavens

Chapter 314 Kill
As soon as the young man finished speaking, the atmosphere in the backstage became oppressive.

Under the black robe, he raised his eyes slightly, glanced at the young man with deep eyes, Qingxuan said indifferently, "The scroll is in my hand, if you have the ability, come and get it."

Hearing this, Fan Ling, the young patriarch of the Blood Sect, showed a sneer, and there was a huge murderous intent in his eyes. In the Black Corner Region, there are quite a few people who dare not give him face.

Because he has a father who is a fighting emperor, he can be said to be domineering in the Heijiao domain, but even so, he still lives a very nourishing life every day.

If you want money, you have money, and if you want women, you have women.

"Very good, I hope you don't regret it, I want to see what is under this black robe."

Qingxuan turned a deaf ear to Fan Ling's words, threw the scroll into the storage space, and walked out of the auction house slowly.

The Black Seal Auction House has rules of the auction house. In the auction house, no one can do anything, no matter who they are or what their status is.

As for going outside the auction house, even if the Black Corner Region is turned upside down, they can't control it.

Looking at the backs of the three of them, a fierce look appeared in Fan Ling's eyes. He had never missed what he wanted. For some reason, he felt that there was definitely a big secret hidden in the remnant picture.

The three of them photographed it, so they must know some clues, if they can press the secret later...

"Master, they have left the auction house."

"Follow up and stop them."

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After leaving the auction house, Qingxuan looked at Haibodong, and said, "Old Bing, I think the Void Returning Pill will have to wait for the next meeting. The Black Horn Region is about to change. You take the little doctor to the Izumo Empire." Bar."

"Yes, Master."

Hai Bodong naturally knew what he meant by "changing the sky" in his mouth, without the slightest reason, the vast battle energy wrapped around the little fairy doctor, turned into a stream of light and swept towards the outside of the Black Horn domain.

"Damn it, actually slipped away!"

"Unexpectedly, there is still some strength. It seems to be a fighting spirit, but if you meet our young master of the blood sect, you will be considered unlucky. Hand over the things wisely."

As soon as Hai Bodong left with the Little Immortal Doctor, a group of fighters in red robes surrounded him, and the leader was Fan Ling, the Young Patriarch of the Blood Sect.

Pedestrians on the street seemed to have sensed that something was wrong, some left in a hurry, while others hid in the corner and watched.

Although he has left the Black Seal Auction House, the street is still bustling with many pedestrians.

In the Black Corner Region, there are many incidents of beatings and killings, and the residents here have long been familiar with it, and even have a posture of watching a show. come out.

At this moment, Fan Ling walked forward leisurely, his eyes were full of arrogance and sarcasm, and he glanced at the void, where the two of them had long since disappeared.

"Boy, you haven't forgotten what my young master said just now?"

As he said that, Fan Ling's face was grim, and he said: "Be honest, hand over the map and tell me the secrets on the map, and I can give you a way to survive, otherwise, you should know your fate."

Looking at the dozens of red-robed figures surrounding him, the strongest among them is the three-star Dou Ling.

Under the black robe, a sneer appeared on Qingxuan's face. It was really troublesome to meet this kind of second-generation ancestor. He was used to domineering, and he didn't even know his last name.

"Take it for me!"

Seeing that Qingxuan was silent, Fan Ling showed an angry expression. With an order, the dozens of blood guards surrounded by the blood sect shouted sharply, and the bloody fighting energy on the long knife in his hand gushed out from his body, wrapped the blood knife, and exploded immediately. shoot out.

Glancing at the blood guards surrounded in all directions, Qingxuan stuck out his right hand from the black robe, and a murderous intent flashed in his deep eyes.

It took about half a year to cultivate my body and mind, and I haven't done it for a long time.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura centered on Qingxuan and swept out towards the surroundings.

"Shhhh-"

The surroundings suddenly brightened, and only felt a lingering aura that was fleeting. The bodies of dozens of blood guards suddenly stopped, and then their eyes darkened, and they lost consciousness in an instant.

On the quiet street, the black robes fluttered with the wind, and dozens of corpses fell in a pool of blood. Their deaths were extremely miserable. They were all cut into two pieces from their waists by sharp weapons.

"Gudong!"

As the breeze blew, Fan Ling stood in the middle of the road, looking at the oncoming figure in black robe, his legs were trembling uncontrollably, and his eyes were full of fear.

"You, who are you..."

"Yan."

A sharp sword light flashed, a huge head was thrown high, blood gushed like a fountain, and a headless corpse fell to the ground in a blink of an eye.

Glancing at the corpse on the ground, Qingxuan strolled leisurely through the pool of blood, and finally disappeared on the street.

"Damn it, the young lord of the Blood Sect was actually killed!"

"So ruthless, I killed sixteen blood guards in the blink of an eye, and there are two fighting spirits among them. Could it be the fighting king?"

"It must be. If it wasn't for Douwang, how could it be so easy."

"The sky is about to change in the Black Corner Region. This Fan Ling's father is the suzerain of the Blood Sect, an imposing Douhuang powerhouse!"

When Qingxuan left the half-pillar of Heiyin City, a blood-red figure flew across the sky of Heiyin City, and finally stayed in the air stiffly.

The person who came was none other than the Suzerain of the Blood Sect, Fan Lao.

At this time, Fan Lao looked at the dozens of corpses on the street with an extremely gloomy expression. His figure swept down, his eyes swept over each corpse, and his eyes finally fell on a headless corpse a few meters away. The huge head was lying on the ground. In the pool of blood, his eyes were full of fear and hatred.

"Ling'er!"

Looking at Fan Ling whose head had been beheaded, Fan Lao's body trembled like chaff, his face turned pale and his hair raised, letting out venomous roars.

After roaring, Fan Lao quickly stepped forward, covered in blood, and carried Fan Ling's body.

Carrying Fan Ling's corpse, Fan Lao scanned the surrounding streets with a sinister expression. On the whole street, there were only a few fighters left. Blood curtain.

In the blood curtain, it could be vaguely seen that dozens of blood guards surrounded a black-robed figure in the center, but he was beheaded in a blink of an eye.

Finally, the preface witnessed his son being beheaded, and Fan Yao spat out a mouthful of blood, and said in a stern voice, "No matter who it is, I want you to die!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Fan Lao picked up Fan Ling's body, turning it into a beam of blood and darting out of Black Seal City, leaving behind a sinister and resentful words.

On a rocky mountain outside Heiyin City, Qingxuan put his hands behind his back, looking at the blood shadow passing through the void, with a slight smile on his face.

In the Black Corner Region, the murderer might be killed by someone else someday.

Fan Ling is just a second-generation ancestor relying on his backing. If he hadn't met him, he would probably be able to live happily for a few years.

If the cultivation base is low and there is no backer, the ending will be different.

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(End of this chapter)