Supreme Killer

Chapter One, Four and Four Return to Xiaocheng

"Old third, hurry up, come out." Xiao Fan was meditating in the room, and the fat man rushed in breathlessly.

"Second, what's the matter?" Xiao Fan restrained his aura and slowly stood up.

The fat man punched Xiao Fan in the chest, and said with a smile: "Your kid is beautiful now. He has become a prince. It really is different."

"The prince? What prince?" Xiao Fan looked suspicious.

"One word side by side king, titled You King! Right now, King Yan is still waiting outside the door." The fat man laughed, and then briefly told Xiao Fan.

"What kind of medicine is sold in King Yan's head?" The second monk Xiao Fan Zhang couldn't figure it out, and he was named a king?

"The King Yan is not stupid, he knows how to choose." Ling Feng came to the door for some time.

"Boss, what do you mean?" Xiao Fan asked.

"The Huang family and the Sun family are destroyed, he is afraid that the Yun family is next." Ling Feng shook his head.

"I don't intend to be an enemy of the Yun Family. As long as the Yun Family doesn't provoke me, I won't provoke them either." Xiao Fan shrugged.

"Go out first, others will come with sincerity, so don't let others wait in a hurry." The fat man and Ling Feng looked at each other, and then pushed Xiao Fan to the door.

At the gate of Kamikaze Academy, monks had gathered, and there were many sergeants to maintain order.

"It's been a long time since King Yan appeared in front of people, so he came to the Shenfeng Academy himself today?"

"You don't know that, King Yan came to canonize Xiao Fan himself, no, now he is the King of Words, You King!"

"What! King You? He killed two big families, and he was still canonized King You? Did I hear you right?"

The crowd looked surprised, but more confused.

"Xiao Fan has come out." Someone exclaimed, and the eyes of the crowd turned towards the entrance of the Shenfeng Academy.

At the entrance of the hall, Xiao Fan, Fatty, Ling Feng and Xiao Jin walked out slowly.

King Yan winked at Yun Luoyu who was next to him. Yun Luoyu hurried forward, took out the imperial decree, and read the contents of the canonization.

The crowd was all dumbfounded, and it was enough to make Xiao Fan the king, and even handed over the Imperial Forest Army to him. What if Xiao Fan rebelled?

"King Yan." Xiao Fan smiled bitterly and bowed to King Yan. He didn't expect that King Yan would have made the battle so big.

If I refused at this time, wouldn't it be that he would not give face to King Yan? Hit King Yan in the face in front of so many people.

"Brother Xiao, you don't need to be polite." King Yan quickly helped Xiao Fan up and gave Xiao Fan enough value.

"Thank you, King Yan, Xiao Mo, He Dehe Neng." Xiao Fan was also a little flattered. This King Yan was really interested. If he didn't express it, King Yan wouldn't worry about himself. Then he said: "Don't worry, King Yan. Xiao will always be a big swallow people!"

"Don't Yan Wang Yan, call me Brother Yun if you are like that." Yan Wang laughed, isn't it what Xiao Fan was waiting for?

As long as Xiao Fan is dragged onto this battleship, it is equivalent to dragging Ling Feng and Fatty onto it. This business is too much.

"Luoyu, Luoxue, just came to salute Uncle Wang?" Wang Yan turned to look at Yun Luoyu and Yun Luoxue behind him.

Uncle Wang? Yun Luoyu and Yun Luoxue on the side looked embarrassed, when did they become Xiao Fan's juniors? For a time, the two were at a loss, and this change was too great.

"Brother Yun, I and them are of the same generation, each of whom has our own." Xiao Fan gave a dry cough, he was not used to suddenly adding two nephews and nieces.

"Today, the palace is hosting a banquet, and I hope that Brother Xiao will arrive on time and will not be drunk or return." King Yan glared at the two of Yun Luoyu and said quickly.

"How dare you not follow." Xiao Fan smiled slightly, and the two chatted for a while before King Yan and the others left.

The Patriarch of the Li Family and the Patriarch of the Zhao Family also sent congratulatory gifts one after another, and their attitude towards Xiao Fan finally changed, respectful.

This matter soon reached the ears of Qu Xuan, the dean of the Warlord Academy, and others. In a different courtyard, Qu Xuan's face was gloomy, and a black-clothed old man sat opposite, and the old man's face was not very beautiful.

"The Yun family is really nothing, and I don't put my Warlord Academy in our eyes." Qu Xuan slapped an angry slap on the stone table. The two pillars of the Warlord Academy died because of Xiao Fan. Fortunately, King Yan actually fudged Xiao Fan.

"It's natural for people to take tea to cool down. To blame, Lao Lin and Baili old ghosts are untimely." The black-clothed old man sighed, and he felt a lot older.

"Wu Lao, can't just forget it?" Qu Xuan said unwillingly.

"What if it doesn't count? The Kamikaze Academy hundreds of years ago, but even the great dynasties are jealous. Although they have declined over the years, they still stand tall. He has his own reason." Old man in black. Sighed.

After a short while, a ray of light flashed in Wu Lao's eyes: "The top priority is how to face the Sword King Academy of the Sword Dynasty."

When Qu Xuan heard this, his face was extremely ugly, and he said coldly: "The words of Warlord Academy were exchanged with blood by the ancestors. How can others get involved!"

"I heard that those seven nights were all in the Zongzong realm. Now I have only Yun Luoyu, Qu Lin, Zhao Wuyao, Yun Luoxue and Li Xueyi in my Warlord Academy. Although they all broke through to the Zhanzong realm, they are still missing. Two people have already lost two games, what to do with it." Old Wu's tone was full of helplessness.

Qu Xuan's expression was overwhelming, and then he said, "Among those who graduated, there are quite a few of them from the Battle Sect realm."

"It's not that you don't know the rules, college competition, young people cannot be older than 22 years old." Wu Lao shook his head.

Qu Xuan was speechless, and the two of them fell into an awkward chat.

At night, when Xiao Fan returned from the palace, he summoned twenty soldiers and soldiers of the Imperial Forest. Everyone had a cultivation base above the Battle Sovereign Realm. Everyone rode a Tier 4 Wind Chaser wolf, rushed out of Yancheng, and disappeared into the night.

"The third child, you are homecoming." The fat man laughed and joked.

Xiao Fan shook his head, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Others return home with good clothes and firecrackers, but I, Xiao Fan, want to stain the sky with blood."

"To blame, the useless elders of your family are blind. I really want to see their ugly faces, but unfortunately, the boss has already left." The fat man grinned.

Xiao Fan's expression returned to calm, feeling the cold wind blowing from his ears, his heart was very cold, and pictures flashed in his mind. He didn't know how he should deal with the Xiao family.

killed? He was still a member of the Xiao family, and the blood of the Xiao family was flowing in his body. Even if he was willing to kill, Xiao Haotian would not.

In his eyes, in this world, only Xiao Haotian is his only relative with blood, no, to be precise, there is also Xiao Han.

Just don't kill? His heart couldn't get through. Xiao Yun's palm that day completely shattered his heart. If it hadn't been for Xiao Haotian to block the palm for him, Xiao Fan would now have no bones left.

"Killing the person who should be killed is not against your own heart." Xiao Fan made up his mind.

"Stop!" With a soft drink, all the chasing wolves stopped abruptly, and a middle-aged man in a black armor walked up to Xiao Fan respectfully and said, "King You King, Xiao Cheng is here!"