Chapter 3732: Fighting Yuan Yanbin

"Make me kneel and kowtow? Hahaha… Bufan, oh Bufan, you really are stubborn. Interesting, quite interesting. It was worth me coming here to kill you!"

Hearing this, Yuan Yanbin burst into laughter, the chill in his eyes deepening.

At this moment, Yuan Yanbin made no attempt to hide his murderous intent toward Xiao Fan…

Even with the Palace Master of the Biyun Divine Palace and others nearby, he still openly declared his intention to kill Xiao Fan.

"Hehe… Kill me? You don't have the qualifications, Yuan Yanbin. You think too highly of yourself." Xiao Fan sneered and shook his head.

"Brat, being stubborn is useless. What kind of talent do you have? Do you think I don't know?" Yuan Yanbin said coldly: "If you kneel and kowtow now, and call me Great-Grandfather… I might consider sparing your life. Furthermore, I will even take you as a follower. How about it, brat!"

Hearing this, Xiao Fan sneered and shook his head: "Delusional. The one who will be kneeling later is you."

"Bufan, hurry up and admit your mistake to Lord Yuan… Lord Yuan might spare your life afterward, did you hear me?!"

"Exactly, Bufan, don't be ungrateful, understand?!"

"Bufan, don't ruin yourself, lest Lord Yuan dirty his hands killing you!"

"…"

As soon as Xiao Fan spoke, before Yuan Yanbin could even say anything, the group of Yuan Yanbin's followers nearby began to scold him one after another.

Being a follower is essentially being a lackey. Now that they heard their master being insulted, these lackeys had to have the awareness of a lackey!

"Hehe… A bunch of defeated losers, how dare you clamor?" Xiao Fan sneered coldly, not putting Gu Yuze and the others in his eyes at all.

"You, you… you are courting death!"

"Bufan, just you wait. Lord Yuan will kill you in a moment!"

"Lord Yuan, kill him quickly!"

"…"

Gu Yuze and the others were furious, gnashing their teeth one by one.

Yuan Yanbin nodded, looked at Xiao Fan, and said coldly: "Alright, Bufan, stop talking nonsense. Come, let's fight!!"

"Hehe… Fight then. Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Xiao Fan sneered, his Battle Intent erupting instantly.

The onlookers nearby felt a heaven-shaking Battle Intent coming from Xiao Fan and Yuan Yanbin.

For this fight, even the Elder in charge of the Arena did not step forward…

Because according to the rules of the Biyun Divine Palace, after becoming a Sequence Disciple, their status, in a sense, had already surpassed that of ordinary Elders.

In other words, the exchange between Xiao Fan and Yuan Yanbin could also be said to be an act of subordinates offending their superiors…

"Hehe… Bufan, don't say I'm bullying you. I'll give you a chance, you attack first." Yuan Yanbin said coldly.

"Hehe… Let me attack first? Fine, Yuan Yanbin, don't regret it." Xiao Fan sneered, his figure vanishing like a ghost. The next moment, Xiao Fan had already killed his way to Yuan Yanbin's front.

"So fast!"

"So fast?!"

"…"

Nearby, several Sequence Disciples exclaimed in unison, not expecting Xiao Fan's speed to be so astonishing.

Not even the time it takes to blink, and the opponent had already arrived in front of Yuan Yanbin.

"Hmm?" Yuan Yanbin was also startled, likewise not expecting the opponent's speed to be so fast…

However, Yuan Yanbin reacted, immediately throwing a heavy punch.

"Boom"

Xiao Fan did not take Yuan Yanbin's punch head-on; instead, after arriving in front of Yuan Yanbin, he quickly moved behind him.

"Boom"

Xiao Fan threw a punch, striking Yuan Yanbin directly in the back of his heart.

"Pfft…" Yuan Yanbin sprayed a mouthful of blood, his body staggering a few steps.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers nearby all changed color.

In the exchange between Yuan Yanbin and Xiao Fan, is it now Xiao Fan who has the upper hand?!

Xiao Fan sent Yuan Yanbin vomiting blood with one punch, yet the offensive had only just begun…

The next moment, Xiao Fan arrived at Yuan Yanbin's side, throwing punch after punch, continuously striking Yuan Yanbin's body.

"Pfft pfft pfft… Damn it…" Yuan Yanbin's expression changed drastically, not expecting the opponent's speed to be so fast, and likewise, not expecting the opponent's strength to be so great.