Becoming a Shura from Douluo

Chapter 205 Pious, death is not a pity

Xiao Fan was wearing a mask, which was condensed with murderous aura so that everyone present couldn't see his appearance clearly, and it was difficult to distinguish the relationship between the enemy and the enemy for a while, so the people over there were not in a hurry to act.

Instead, they all chose to watch from the sidelines, and no one helped Liu Dama; Xiao Fan sneered in his heart, grabbed Liu Dama's hands and threw them on the floor.

Then he lifted it up and continued to throw it down; although it could not cause any substantial damage to it if it was just dropped like this, it actually threw Liu Dama into a mess.
Ouyang Yu looked at Liu Dama's teeth flying out from time to time and felt a little frightened, but Xiao Fan didn't have any reaction to stop; forced to do so, Ouyang Yu could only hug Xiaohu to the side first.

For a moment, Xiao Fan didn't seem to have any intention of stopping; at this moment they also realized that this is not a friend; it is obvious that they want to smash Liu Dama alive!

"Stop! Who are you? Why do you have to make Liu Dama like this? Do you have some personal enmity with Liu Dama?" One of the white-haired old men also walked out of the crowd and asked with a smile.

Xiao Fan didn't respond at all, he still threw Liu Dama on his own, like a child playing with his own toy;

The haze on the white-haired old man's face became heavier and heavier, and he coughed twice again, but there was no reaction at all.

In desperation, he could only choose to slap Xiao Fan with a palm. This palm seemed very light, but it slapped Xiao Fan hard!

There was even a ripple in the air, and a shock in the void; a huge palm print was formed directly in front of Xiao Fan.

But having said the same thing, how could Xiao Fan not expect that the white-haired old man might sneak attack; in the killing god domain, there is no hiding place for ants!

Xiao Fan also felt it the moment the white-haired old man raised his hand, but he wanted to see what tricks the old man wanted to play.

Seeing the palm hit directly behind him, Xiao Fan twitched his mouth and lifted Liu Dama up from the ground again with his right hand.

Ouyang Yu looked at the palm prints and immediately shouted Xiao Fan's name, but only dust and air responded to him.

All the people present also stared coldly at the direction of the impact of the palm prints, but the dust aroused by the bang of the palm prints did not disperse for a long time.

No one could see the scene in the arena, and everyone only heard a scream; no one knew what was going on in the arena.

After a while, everyone saw a figure flying upside down from the dust, and with a plop, it slammed on the floor without any response.

Seeing this, everyone gathered around one after another, they all wanted to know if it was Xiao Fan who fell on the ground.

But when they all gathered around, an abrupt voice sounded, piercing through everyone's heart.

"What do you want to see, all suzerains and sect masters, right?"

As the cold voice sounded, the dust also slowly dissipated, and a huge pit was slowly revealed; beside it was a figure.

With long white hair, it was undoubtedly Xiao Fan; Xiao Fan's icy voice sounded, as for who the figure that flew upside down just now was, there was no need for everyone to look any further.

Xiao Fan was also a little surprised by the ghosts of the crowd, the material of the attic was inexplicably better.

At that time, Xiao Fan also directly picked up Liu Dama, and the moment the palm print fell, Xiao Fan also directly threw Liu Dama under the palm print.

Liu Dama, who was thrown to the ground, hadn't reacted at all, and he was directly suppressed by a palm just as he was using his true energy and threw out the defensive magic weapon.

He died unjustly under the palm of the white-haired old man; after all, the white-haired old man was a mid-Mahayana cultivation base; Liu Dama died unjustly before he could beg for mercy.

Xiao Fan looked at the white-haired old man with dull eyes and said with disdain: "Congratulations to the suzerain for successfully accepting the head of one of his allies."

The white-haired old man looked at Liu Dama who was lying on the ground without breathing, and he was also speechless, carrying the condemnation of Liu Dama's sect in a dazed manner.

But the people from Liu Dama's sect became more and more unpleasant, and the people from the white-haired old man's sect couldn't bear it, and they directly scolded each other at the people from Liu Dama's sect.

However, Xiao Fan pulled Ouyang Yu and Xiaohu behind him unconsciously, and the three of them stood beside him as if they were eating melons.

During this period, Ouyang Yu secretly looked at Xiao Fan, and Ouyang Yu looked at Xiao Fan with some puzzlement; he seemed to want to say something.

Xiao Fan also looked directly at Ouyang Yu and said helplessly: "Ask whatever you want, I won't have time to answer you later."

"Brother Fan, why did you directly kill Liu Dama? And why didn't you have time to explain later?" Ouyang Yu looked at Xiao Fan and was a little puzzled.

Xiao Fan smiled mysteriously: "It's not a pity to die for a dignified man, and they are coming soon."

Hearing Xiao Fan's words, Ouyang Yu was even more confused; he understood why Liu Dama was killed; but who were they?

But Xiao Fan didn't explain to Ouyang Yu again, instead, the white-haired old man directly used his cultivation power to restrain the people from the two sects who were arguing and scolding each other.

"Shut up! Let people stand and watch the excitement, but we are arguing here? We are all old monsters who have lived for so long, can't figure out even a little problem?"

As soon as the white-haired old man said this, people on both sides stopped scolding each other one after another, turned their heads and shifted their eyes to Xiao Fan again.

Xiao Fan was watching with relish, but everyone suddenly stopped looking at him.

Xiao Fan also sighed helplessly: "Why don't you swear, I haven't seen a shrew swear at the street, go on, you go on."

"Junior! I don't care who you are, since you killed Liu Dama, then you are the enemy of our Huaxia Immortal Cultivation World! Do you kill yourself or we send you off?"

There was an impenetrable haze in the eyes of the white-haired old man, and he kept staring at Xiao Fan.

However, Xiao Fan didn't say anything more, and directly turned to the corner of the white-haired old man's mouth: "You seem to be very confident."

"Is it the middle period of Mahayana?"

The kindness on the white-haired old man's face no longer existed when he heard Xiao Fan's words, but Xiao Fan still had a joking look on his face, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.

"I just want to ask you one question, why did you put Liu Dama to death." The white-haired old man suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at Xiao Fan.

"Being dignified, death is not a pity; moreover, he died at your hands." Xiao Fan did not panic at all, and directly turned back without panic.

"In this case, I will kill you today." The white-haired old man also stopped talking nonsense, and directly circulated his true energy secretly.

Seeing the anger in the white-haired old man's eyes, Xiao Fan also directly raised his eyes to look directly at the white-haired old man!

But for some reason, the moment the white-haired old man looked at Xiao Fan, his heart was really shocked; he seemed to feel that Xiao Fan's eyes that were originally stagnant
Suddenly it became very fierce, as if full of murderous intent!
"A group of chickens and dogs also want to fight me." After Xiao Fan finished speaking, the killing god domain was no longer restrained, and instantly expanded; it directly covered a range of several miles!
Even the entire attic was instantly enveloped by the killing god's domain!The white-haired old man frowned instantly: It seems that his strength has been inexplicably suppressed!
But he couldn't find out where the force that suppressed him came from.
(End of this chapter)