Chapter 310 (1/2)

Yi Xiaofan smiles a little, the staff is waved, the footstep repeatedly pedals.

His body slid back on the ground, but the staff in his hand gave off a cold blue light.

A fist sized piece of black ice shot from the top of the staff.

Toward Yi Xiaofan rushed to the big man's face, the veins exposed, some unbelievable.

The machete in his hand, with a strong wind, chopped directly at the black ice block flying towards his face.

”Click! Click

Time is still at this moment. The machete is very hard. At the moment when it touches the Xuanmiao block, the xuanbing block suddenly explodes.

Dahan was the first one to bear the brunt of the small ice dregs produced by the explosion. He was the first to bear the baptism of the black ice explosion.

The blue ice dregs all over the sky seemed to find the organization and flew to his face quickly.

Then, the big man's body stopped moving, and a thin layer of frost had covered his body.

He seems to have become an ice sculpture, and even retains the movement of his life.

Yi Xiaofan grins grimly and goes forward directly. The remaining xuanming disciples look at each other. To his surprise, Yi Xiaofan doesn't run away.

On the contrary, Qi Qi came forward with a machete and chopped at Yi Xiaofan.

”Xuanbingpo”

”xuanbingpo”

”xuanbingpo”

Yi Xiaofan waved his staff, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

After a few pieces of ice, all the xuanming disciples on the scene have been killed, leaving only a lifelike ice sculpture.

Each of them had an expression of great pain and anger.

After killing these xuanming disciples, Yi Xiaofan steps on the broken tables and chairs and walks out of the inn step by step.

Go to the street, Yi Xiaofan slightly a so, saw in the broad street above, densely covered with thousands of xuanming disciples.

Now the xuanming sect disciples on the street are not dressed in black as Yi Xiaofan just killed them.

At this time, the people standing on the street were all dressed in the complete clothes of xuanming disciples.

Row after row, they are all holding machetes, covetous.

In front of these people stood two people.

The two were dressed in very similar costumes.

Above the cloak, the only difference is.

One's cloak is blue, the other is really red.

Yi Xiaofan's eyes were fixed and he murmured: ”judge of water and fire.”

”Good eyesight, I am the two judges of xuanming sect.”

Wearing a red cloak, the judge said that he was Yang Yan, the fire judge of xuanming sect, and another natural one beside him was Yang Miao, the water judge.

”Boy, you killed so many disciples of xuanming sect, including a Yama. This time, you will die.”

Yang Miao said strangely.