Chapter 5130: The Arriving Mo Xiao

Xiao Xuan and Xiao Qing had no reaction at all.

Ye Miaoyin reacted, but it was too late for her to do anything.

Xiao Fan sneered, erupting with a terrifying aura, and threw a punch toward Lang Wujie in the air.

Lang Wujie was stunned; he had not expected Xiao Fan to react.

A wolf's maw appeared in front of him, rushing toward Xiao Fan to devour him.

The wolf's maw was terrifying, seemingly capable of devouring stars, the sun, and the moon… In Lang Wujie's eyes, it would surely be able to swallow Xiao Fan in one bite.

But unfortunately, Lang Wujie was wrong, and dead wrong at that.

Xiao Fan's punch erupted with the light of the Power of World Destruction, directly shattering the giant wolf's maw and striking Lang Wujie in the chest.

Lang Wujie's figure retreated violently, his Face full of disbelief.

The opponent's blow just now had actually pushed him back.

In Lang Wujie's eyes, this was impossible; he had clearly achieved a Breakthrough to the Emperor Realm, so why was he not the opponent's match?!

"You… what did you just do?!" Lang Wujie roared.

"What did I do? I just knocked you flying, that's all." Xiao Fan spread his hands, shaking his head disdainfully.

"You! You actually… Damn it!" Lang Wujie gritted his teeth, feeling humiliated once again.

Members of the Ancient Wolf Immortal Clan all cared about Face, especially Lang Wujie, their number one Prodigy.

Being humiliated one after another, and having just been knocked away, Lang Wujie could not tolerate it any longer and directly unleashed his Bloodline Power.

The next moment, Lang Wujie transformed into a white wolf, radiating a dazzling immortal light.

Xiao Fan was taken aback; he actually felt a hint of palpitation from Lang Wujie.

"Hahaha… Xiao Fan! Your death has arrived! It has arrived!" Lang Wujie gritted his teeth and rushed to kill Xiao Fan.

"Heh! My death has arrived? Ridiculous!" Xiao Fan snorted coldly, erupting with the Power of World Destruction, and clashed with Lang Wujie.

Lang Wujie, having used his Bloodline Divine Ability, was extremely powerful. Even with Xiao Fan ignoring the backlash of the Heavenly Emperor Blood Seal to attack, he could not completely suppress his opponent.

Likewise, Lang Wujie was terrified, not expecting Xiao Fan to be so formidable.

He had clearly used his full strength, yet he was still not the opponent's match and was even being suppressed by him.

Although Xiao Fan had the upper hand in the current situation, Ye Miaoyin, Xiao Xuan, and Xiao Qing were worried that the blood seal on Xiao Fan would backlash.

Thus, Ye Miaoyin, Xiao Xuan, and Xiao Qing exchanged glances and joined in to help Xiao Fan.

Xiao Qing's Immortal Fire and Chaos Power, Xiao Xuan's Devouring Power, and Ye Miaoyin's light-based Secret Technique caused quite a bit of trouble for Lang Wujie.

Lang Wujie was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "You… how despicable! So many of you bullying just one of me!"

"Heh… Bullying you? Little wolf, you're really funny! You, an Emperor Realm expert, came to pick a fight! And you say we're bullying you?!" Xiao Fan sneered disdainfully.

"You! Damn it!" Lang Wujie roared and rushed to attack Xiao Fan again.

The commotion from their clash was immense, attracting many onlookers.

But upon arriving and seeing that Xiao Fan was also there, all the onlookers turned and fled.

Xiao Fan's reputation recently had been very bad, much worse than Lang Wujie's…

Once the battle ended, Xiao Fan would definitely rob them.

Not long after, many Prodigies from the Ancient Wolf Immortal Clan arrived. Seeing Xiao Fan and his group, they immediately attacked together to deal with Ye Miaoyin and the others.

Ordinary people could not participate in the great battle between Xiao Fan and Lang Wujie.

But as for Ye Miaoyin, Xiao Xuan, and Xiao Qing, they could still deal with them.

However, they underestimated Ye Miaoyin, Xiao Qing, and Xiao Xuan. The Prodigies of the Ancient Wolf Immortal Clan were simply no match and were beaten to the point of fleeing in total disarray, looking utterly miserable.

Xiao Fan seized the opportunity, took out the tianming sword, and slashed at Lang Wujie's neck, severing his head.

Taking advantage of the time it took for Lang Wujie to recover, Xiao Fan hacked away at his body incessantly.

The goal was to plunder the Luck from his body.

By the time Lang Wujie recovered, a significant amount of his Luck had been plundered by Xiao Fan.

"You… what did you do to me?!" Lang Wujie gritted his teeth.

"What did I do? Hehehe… I didn't do anything, just slashed you a couple of times." Xiao Fan laughed.

"You! You're damned!" Lang Wujie roared, not expecting his opponent to be so formidable.

"Lang Wujie, I'm here to help you!"