Son-in-law, God-Emperor

This battle was very unfavorable for Xiao Fan.

Under the Xuandan realm, physical injuries can be fatal to cultivators.

Xiao Fan spat out a mouthful of blood, then looked up at Wang Xuan. The opponent was hit by his fists several times during the fight. Although he did not use his full strength, Wang Xuan also suffered some internal injuries.

But compared with Xiao Fan, it was nothing.

"This Xiao Fan is very strong, but he did not have a suitable weapon in his hand, so he suffered a great loss..."

"You can't say that. After all, Wang Xuan is a sword cultivator, and he can only use the sword to exert his own strength."

.....

Many people started to discuss, and now their views on Xiao Fan have changed.

After all, the strength and talent shown by the latter are enough for them to pay attention.

Long Miaoyin had a scarf on her face, and no one could see what her expression was, but it could be seen from her eyes that she was very nervous and worried.

Long Yi was excited on the side, and he was in a good mood when he saw Xiao Fan injured.

"Go... It's best to kill Xiao Fan..." Long Yi thought and calculated in his heart.

Long Xiaotian's expression was somewhat complicated. As a descendant of the Long family and the pride of the young generation of the Long family, he lost to Xiao Fan. He should have accepted it in a manly way and looked for opportunities to challenge him in the future.

But he actually agreed with Long Yi's opinion and provoked Xiao Fan to conflict with others.

Wang Xuan looked at Xiao Fan and said calmly: "You are not my opponent. There is no point in fighting. In the end, you will be the only one who will be exhausted."

If Xiao Fan didn't have any killer moves and continued to consume like this, he would indeed be unable to hold on before Wang Xuan.

Xiao Fan was not angry, but smiled lightly: "Haha, who can know if you don't try."

Wang Xuan frowned, but then relaxed: "I admire your persistence, so continue."

Wang Xuan rushed forward with the White Mist Sword in his hand, his breath surged, and white light flashed wherever the White Mist Sword was drawn.

Xiao Fan took a deep breath, operated his own cultivation to the extreme, and then ejected. He did not keep a distance from Wang Xuan to dodge the attack, but directly fought in close combat.

In fact, if you can't win in a close combat against a sword cultivator, you will be the only one who suffers.

The most rational way should be to keep a distance, avoid the opponent's attack, and then find an opportunity to kill!

Xiao Fan always fights in close combat, which makes everyone confused, even Wang Xuan in the battle. He doesn't believe that Xiao Fan is a fool and doesn't understand these.

Wang Xuan couldn't help asking: "Don't you know that close combat is meaningless?"

However, Xiao Fan just raised the corner of his mouth and ignored it, still fighting in his own way.

Wang Xuan frowned, he always felt that something was wrong... but he couldn't figure it out.

The two sides fought for a while, and Xiao Fan had a few more bloodstains on his body, but Wang Xuan didn't see any fear on the other side's face. On the contrary, he saw some excitement on Xiao Fan's face...

"Could it be?"

Wang Xuan had a bad idea, but then shook his head and denied it, thinking that he must have thought too much.

This battle has dragged on for long enough. It's not that Wang Xuan doesn't want to end it, but Xiao Fan on the opposite side is too tenacious. No matter how many swords he hit, he still stands still.

"Do you find it strange..."

"Yes, a normal person would admit defeat after fighting until now, knowing that there is no chance of winning, but this Xiao Fan..."

Even the elders of the Wang family said: "Wang Xuan didn't hold back, and the opponent can still hold on. This is really strange..."

These elders are all masters, and they can naturally see that something is wrong in this battle. Everyone is a little curious, but they have no clue.

However, the children of the family don't think so. They are not good enough in cultivation and their vision is far behind, so they naturally can't understand those things.

But they are very unhappy to see Xiao Fan as a son-in-law. They were slapped in the face by Xiao Fan just now, which made them very embarrassed. Now that Wang Xuan has stood up, they are naturally happy.

"Wang Xuan, come on, kill the son-in-law on the other side!"

"Xiao Fan, you should admit defeat, and then be a son-in-law..."

......

Hearing someone nearby say this, Long Yi's smile became even bigger. If it weren't for his inappropriate status, he would have ridiculed them like everyone else.

Xiao Fan in the field heard this, and he glanced at these people coldly. Stared at by the other party's cold eyes, these family members were so scared that they didn't dare to continue speaking.

Then Xiao Fan looked at Wang Xuan: "Go on... And, I want to thank you."

Thank you?

Not many people at the scene could understand what Xiao Fan meant by this sentence, especially the family members, who stared at each other, wondering what this thank you meant.

However, the ancestor of the Long family in the air was amazed: "It seems that this kid has underestimated him before, and I didn't expect his talent to be so strong..."

"Maybe he really doesn't have any opportunities, it's just his own talent."

.....

Wang Xuan was full of bad premonitions, and he was in a very bad mood when his opponent said this.

"Xiao Fan, stop being so stubborn. I won't show any mercy if we continue fighting."

Xiao Fan smiled and said, "To express my gratitude, don't worry, I will show mercy."

Xiao Fan once again approached Wang Xuan, and like before, he planned to fight him in close combat.

But the difference is that Xiao Fan's speed now seems to be a little faster than before.

"not good...."

The white robe stained red by blood floated in front of his eyes. Wang Xuan was shocked. This time he felt danger from the other party, extreme danger! !

He wanted to duck and retreat, but Xiao Fan was already close, how could he give him this chance?

Xiao Fan's figure suddenly jumped up from below, and the two looked at each other. Wang Xuan looked shocked, while Xiao Fan opposite showed a smile.

But this smile looks like a devil in Wang Xuan's eyes...

"Damn it!"

Wang Xuan cursed, swung the long sword in his hand and struck Xiao Fan, but it was already too late...

"Throat Lock!"

Xiao Fan shouted in his mouth, formed a seal with his right hand, and poured the remaining strength of his body into the seal. The golden light of the seal was strong, and the momentum was astonishing. Then he roared and blasted towards Wang Xuan's throat in front!

"Wait a minute!" The boss of the Wang family was shocked and shouted out quickly. It was too late to stop him. .

Everyone around him was dumbfounded. The momentum displayed by Xiao Fan's move was really amazing.

I don't know whether he heard the old man's words or Xiao Fan's own decision. When the seal of his right hand was about to reach his throat, Xiao Fan changed its direction and hit his chest.

Wang Xuan was hit by the seal, and his mind went blank. He only felt the sound of bones cracking in his chest. However, his whole body flew backwards, flying more than twenty meters away and hitting the wall before stopping. down.

He vomited a mouthful of blood and passed out...

There was silence all around, except for the Wang family elders who hurriedly ran to check whether Wang Xuan was dead or alive...