Lord of the Desert

Chapter 153 White Snake
"At the end of the road, do you still only ask for this kind of verbal advantage?"

Hong Fan replied seriously.

"It's just that I think highly of you."

He waved his hand, signaling the soldiers serving wine at the table to go away.

"What happened tonight is a double-pronged approach to get rid of evil."

"Li Heming has just conferred the title."

"I have discovered all the means you have arranged inside and outside the city."

"It's meaningless to be obsessed with obsession. It's better to confess honestly and avoid living crimes."

Hong Fan persuaded in a harmonious voice.

Perhaps affected by his emotions, the Xiao brothers somehow calmed down.

"You said that you looked at the two of us..."

Xiao Twelve repeated in a low voice, and carefully washed off the oil stains on his hands with the remaining wine in the cup.

"It's better to say that my two brothers underestimated you."

He looked up at Hong Fan's face carefully.

"Heh, after all, he was the one who bestowed the star of life..."

When it comes to this crop, the two brothers unanimously show hatred.

In Hong Fan's view, their emotions were not aimed at themselves, but more like their identity as King Xing.

"You two have a grudge against King Jingsha Xing?"

Hong Fan asked.

"You said Ma Jingsha?"

Xiao Shisan turned his eyes away and spoke frivolously.

"It's just an old man from the Northland. He lives in a muddleheaded way, and his death is insignificant."

Hong Fan frowned.

"People who communicate with other races are also worthy of talking about life and death?"

He retorted.

"Changing the world for your own selfish desires, and not hesitating to hurt innocent people, do you think you deserve death?"

The Xiao brothers were not annoyed when they heard the words, they just sneered and didn't answer, showing a bit of martyr's fanaticism.

"Hong Fan, no matter how smart you are, you are only helping the evildoers!"

Xiao Twelve laughed in a low voice.

The untimely arrogance of the two angered Zheng Zhun, Gongsun Shi and others.

"The rebels are stubborn, nephews don't have to waste time with them anymore."

Zheng Zhun said, signaling the people below to come forward and arrest him.

At this moment, the innate aura in Yayuan suddenly vibrated.

Hong Fan's muscles tensed up, and he pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, his gaze narrowed.

Between the throats of the two of Xiao's, a light purple rhombus suddenly appeared and then shattered.

Like a scale that has been torn off.

In the next instant, the ice and fire went berserk.

Without needing any words or eye contact, Xiao Shisan and Xiao Shisan braced their wounded bodies and jumped up at the same time, aiming directly at Hong Fan.

Knife-like blood mist shot out from their frozen or carbonized wounds, blowing dust away.

Extremely cold air and hot purple flames hovered in the palms of the two of them.

Wherever it passes, it leaves a trail of freezing and burning.

The strength exceeded the limit of control, so it overflowed with every gesture.

In Hong Fan's perception, the scale of innate aura aroused by the two was actually similar to that of Li Heming's full-strength shot.

It can be described as terrifying to use the sympathy between heaven and man to exert the power of the innate triad.

But he didn't panic at all.

Almost as soon as the red and blue light came over, Hong Jian, who was in the same row with him, had already reacted.

Come last, come first.

Everyone felt a flash of fire before their eyes, and Hong Jian's figure had disappeared in place.

Xiao Shisan claimed to have turned into fire, but now he felt scorching hot.

Still five meters away from Hong Fan, he was blasted in the abdomen by a roar of flames from Hong Jian who was running towards him.

The pain didn't have time to dissipate, and the flesh and nerves were already burned.

There was thunder in his ears, Xiao Shisan could no longer hold Ziyan in his hand, nor could he keep his feet steady.

He lost all strength and fell forward due to inertia.

This scene was seen by Xiao Twelve who was a few steps behind.

According to the expectation, Hong Jian, who was congenitally combined, was unable to block the killing moves of the two at the same time.

Frightened and angry, Xiao Twelve had no choice but to give up his original goal, and pressed the innate icy air of his right palm towards the person who came.

Hong Jian held the soldering iron hand.

There was a loud bang when fists and palms met.

Starting from Xiao Twelve and Five Fingers, the frost and white melted in an instant.

The hot wind passed over his right arm like a knife, dismembering the frozen air and annihilating his sleeve.

Xiao Twelve roared angrily and wanted to move, but Hong Jian's right hand grabbed his throat, and after disabling his dantian, he was lifted off the ground in the air.

On the other side, Hong Fan watched coldly as Xiao Shisan lost his focus and staggered towards him.

After being promoted to the Realm of Chaos, his nerve reflex speed has been greatly improved.

Although it was only for a moment, it was enough to make a judgment that the other party was disabled.

But Hong Fan still drew his sword.

The flames in the courtyard are shining.

Bai Calamity slashed across the sky, and the blade reflected fire, like the rising sun.

The head rolled off.

A little golden-red blood slid down the knife, infiltrated the four-character knife inscription "Xiong Qi Kill", and immediately boiled and evaporated.

"This……"

Seeing the important criminal being decapitated, Zheng Zhun suddenly became angry.

But when he saw the lingering fear on Hong Fan's face, he finally withdrew his scolding and only let out a low sigh.

Hong Fan's mishandling just now was actually deliberate.

Ever since he absorbed the blood essence of the dragon heir and harvested a dragon soul fruit, he has always had a guess.

That is, those who bear the blood of the dragon can become the energy source of the dragon soul tree.

But dragon son is rare after all.

Killing Xiao Shisan at this time can verify the mechanism.

Putting the knife back into its sheath, he looked inside silently, and sure enough, he saw the wind blowing on the altar.

The golden root system of the Dragon Soul Tree swayed gently, drawing in external energy.

Then, a fruit grows between the branches.

There are golden veins in the flesh, but the color of the fruit is only light red.

It's not mature.

[People in the royal family can indeed give birth to dragon soul fruits. 】

Hong Fan didn't move on the face, but was pleasantly surprised in his heart.

[It's a pity that only Xiao Shisan can't catalyze a complete fruit. 】

He didn't find it strange either.

After all, the two Xiao brothers are obviously a few years older than him, and they practice the world's first-class kung fu, but they only have the cultivation of sympathy between heaven and man, which shows that their talents are very ordinary.

"Master Zheng, Lord Gongsun."

Hong Fan settled down and turned to look at the two of them.

"Just now, I was stimulated by Xiao Shisan's innate ultimate move, and I overreacted for a moment, which hurt the prisoner's life."

He bowed slightly and spoke sincerely.

To be honest, Zheng Zhun cared about this matter.

The rebels of the Fantian Society must be more credited for being captured alive than dead.

But it was Hong Fan who "made a mistake". Even if he was dissatisfied, so what?

"How can you blame my nephew for this matter?"

Relying on years of experience in the ups and downs of the officialdom, Zheng Zhun immediately suppressed his emotions, but comforted him without leaking.

"The villain fights desperately, but it is his own fault."

"And this isn't another one."

Following these words, everyone looked at Xiao Twelve.

At this time, he was thrown to the ground by Hong Jian.

There is no resentment, no intensity, just a look of twilight, like a dead tree strangled to death by the autumn wind.

With serious injuries, he used the self-sacrificing method, and less than half of the meridians in his body have been destroyed.

"Hong Jian, has your cultivation broken through the Innate Sihe?"

Xiao Twelve raised his head and asked.

"Yes, it's Xiantian Liuhe now."

Hong Jian replied.

There was a commotion in Yayuan.

Especially Hong Sheng was dumbfounded and couldn't believe his father's words.

"Or Yanliu Gong?"

Xiao Twelve asked again.

Hong Jian nodded.

Xiao Twelve was stunned for a moment before sighing softly.

"I didn't expect that there would be three outstanding people in two generations with a small surname in the frontier."

"The ancients said that there is no unparalleled road in the sky, and this is what it means..."

Under Liao Shoubei's signal, several soldiers came up and tied up Xiao Twelve.

At this time, there was a rustling sound from the corpse at the gate of Yayuan.

Everyone looked around.

Xiao Shisan's fracture was full of stubble, and there was not much bleeding at all.

"what?"

Hong Lie frowned and took a step closer, tilting the torch.

Under the light of the fire, a small jade-white snake poked its head out of the wound, swallowing snake letters.

"My lord!"

Hong Lie took a breath, took two steps back, drew out his knife, and called out.

Hong Jian, Gongsun Shi and others surrounded him.

With their eyesight, they can see more clearly.

This snake is only half in length, and it is actually parasitic on the flesh and blood of the human body.

"Hiss..."

The white snake struggled and swayed, perhaps lost its host, and died in a short while under the eyes of everyone.

The strange scene in front of him was so shocking that there was no sound in Yayuan.

Hong Fan was apprehensive, with a vague sense of ominousness.

(End of this chapter)