Surprise! This son of God is actually a villain

After hearing this, the people behind Hu Xuan couldn't help but whisper to each other, and for a while, noisy discussions came one after another.

Hu Xuan turned around suddenly, and his eyes swept over the people behind him, and those people immediately fell silent.

Then, he turned to Hu Xi again, sneered, and raised a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth, saying: "You have lost the position of clan leader now, and you still want to take care of these things?"

Hu Xi smiled indifferently and said: "Just take it back."

Hu Xuan pointed at Hu Xi, his fingertips trembling slightly, and said viciously: "My dear sister, do you really think that you can take back the position of clan leader with the support of the Nan family? Don't dream!"

Hu Xi looked determined and said: "You will know after trying."

Hu Xuan waved his hand and shouted: "Come on!"

Nan Wang raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a wanton smile, and at the same time moved his wrist, and the joints made a "clicking" sound.

He said excitedly: "I haven't taken action for a long time, Xiao Xunran, watch me show you a trick!"

After that, his figure was like lightning, turned into a residual shadow, and rushed up.

Hu Xi also did not hesitate, tapping the ground with his toes, following closely behind him with a light body. In the blink of an eye, the two were submerged by the crowd.

Hu Xuan was watching the battle from behind, and suddenly noticed that Nan Xunran was standing still.

He exerted force on his feet and rushed towards Nan Xunran, shouting, "Are you the Godson of the Nan Family?"

Nan Xunran slowly raised his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were deep and cold.

This look seemed to penetrate a person's soul, making Hu Xuan feel like he fell into an ice cellar in an instant.

He trembled violently, and felt cold all over. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a series of falling sounds behind him.

Hu Xuan subconsciously looked back and was immediately shocked.

He saw that the figures who besieged Nan Wang and the other two were all lying on the ground, and their bodies were slowly melting.

Nan Wang stood in the center, his arms hanging naturally, and hundreds of small black scorpions crawled out from the bodies of those who fell to the ground.

These scorpions were small in size, with scintillation stings. They moved rapidly along the ground, making a slight rustling sound, and then went straight into Nan Wang's sleeves and disappeared without a trace.

Nan Wang shook his sleeves carelessly, turned his eyes to Nan Xunran, with a bit of pride on his face, raised his eyebrows and said: "Xiao Xunran, how is it? Your brother is awesome, right?"

Nan Xunran smiled lightly, with a shallow smile, and replied: "Awesome."

Nan Wang raised the corners of his mouth high, and walked leisurely towards Hu Xuan.

Hu Xuan's eyes widened, almost popping out of his sockets, his face full of astonishment, he said in a lost voice: "You are the Poison Master Nan Wang?!"

Nan Wang nodded slightly, sneered: "I have already finished fighting, and you just recognized who I am. It seems that you are really stupid."

Hu Xi walked forward and smiled softly: "Brother, I told you a long time ago that not only those with high cultivation can serve as clan leaders. If you knew that the person who came was the Poison Master, would you still act rashly?"

Hu Xuan was so angry that his face turned blue, and his fingertips pinched into the flesh fiercely, and a few strands of blood oozed out.

He shouted angrily: "Shut up! Even if the head of the Nan family comes in person, I will never admit defeat!"

Nan Wang crossed his arms, the smile on his face became more intense, and he said leisurely: "Okay! I'm in need of someone to test the poison recently, so I'll use you!"

Hu Xuan shuddered when he heard this. He knew in his heart that he was like an ant in front of Nan Wang and was definitely not his opponent.

If he really fell into his hands, he would definitely suffer endless pain and torture. Anyone who fell into the hands of the Poison Master never had a good end.

At this moment, he clenched his teeth, and his whole body was wrapped in surging purple flames. In a moment, all his clothes were devoured and turned into wisps of ashes.

His exposed skin was burned red, and the wrinkles on his face spread rapidly. His face aged a little in an instant.

Nan Wang saw this and chuckled, "You are quite self-aware. You know you can't beat me, so you just burn your essence."

Hu Xuan ignored Nan Wang. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He suddenly rushed towards Nan Xunran, thinking to himself: As long as we catch the God of the Nan Family, all this will be over!

Seeing this, Nan Wang raised his eyebrows slightly, "You are really courting death."

Nan Xunran's expression was calm. He slowly extended a finger. At this moment, an illusory figure suddenly appeared behind him.

The face of the illusory figure was blurred. He was wearing a flowing robe, dancing in the wind, as if he was going to fight with the whole

The world was blended into one.

Following Nan Xunran's action, the shadow also extended a finger.

The huge finger pressed down heavily from mid-air, and wherever it passed, the space was squeezed and deformed, making a heart-pounding "crackling" sound, and pressing towards Hu Xuan with a terrifying pressure.