Chapter 6175: A Joke

At this moment, Zhong Xingmo was like a toy in Xiao Fan's hands, subjected to his frantic devastation and trampled underfoot.

"Zhong Xingmo, you're too weak, just like a weakling. The Devil Son of the Ghost Demon Sect? Ridiculous, nothing more than a joke." Xiao Fan chuckled, shaking his head disdainfully as he looked at the battered Zhong Xingmo lying on the ground.

"Xiao Fan, you… you must die…" Zhong Xingmo gritted his teeth, struggling to stand up.

"Zhong Xingmo, do you remember? This is a life-and-death battle between us." Xiao Fan walked up to Zhong Xingmo and looked down at him.

"Therefore! Now, I can kill you openly and rightfully."

Upon hearing this, the Ancestor of the Ghost Demon Sect could no longer sit still.

"Bastard! Stop!!"

The Ancestor of the Ghost Demon Sect roared and immediately charged toward Xiao Fan, instantly shattering the Arena's Barrier.

At that moment, the Xianyu Sect Ancestor also moved, immediately intercepting the Ancestor of the Ghost Demon Sect.

"Ghost Demon Ancestor! What do you think you're doing?!" the Xianyu Sect Ancestor bellowed.

*Bang*

*Boom*

The Xianyu Sect Ancestor firmly blocked the Ancestor of the Ghost Demon Sect.

"Move!!" the Ancestor of the Ghost Demon Sect roared, staring at the Xianyu Sect Ancestor with Killing Intent.

"Move? Hehehe… This is a life-and-death battle between juniors. Do you intend to interfere?!" the Xianyu Sect Ancestor said coldly.

Seeing this, the Seven Saint Sect Patriarch immediately appeared between the Xianyu Sect Ancestor and the Ancestor of the Ghost Demon Sect.

"You two, let's not ruin our harmony. We should talk this out," the Seven Saint Sect Patriarch said in a low voice, his expression very grim.

Originally, in his view, Xiao Fan was no match for Zhong Xingmo.

He had planned to step in and save Xiao Fan then, which would serve as an explanation to the Xianyu Sect and a gesture of goodwill.

As it turned out, Zhong Xingmo, who was in the wrong to begin with, had been severely injured by Xiao Fan.

Zhong Xingmo was already in the wrong, and it was a life-and-death battle with Xiao Fan.

Now, if Xiao Fan killed Zhong Xingmo, he wouldn't be in the wrong at all.

By now, Xiao Fan had already walked up to Zhong Xingmo, stepping on the other's head while coldly eyeing the Ancestor of the Ghost Demon Sect.

"Senior, the Prodigy of your Sect is nothing special," Xiao Fan said nonchalantly.

Seeing this scene, the Ancestor of the Ghost Demon Sect was exasperated.

The expressions of the surrounding spectators changed wildly.

Good heavens.

To humiliate the Devil Son of the Ghost Demon Sect like this right in front of the Ancestor of the Ghost Demon Sect and the Sect Master!

Xiao Fan was clearly intent on a fight to the death with the Ghost Demon Sect!

Even the Xianyu Sect Ancestor hadn't expected Xiao Fan to be so arrogant!

It seemed that a battle between him and the Ancestor of the Ghost Demon Sect was now inevitable!!

"Hehehe… Too weak. Your Ghost Demon Sect's Devil Son is too weak, a useless piece of trash who can't take a single blow." Xiao Fan shook his head disdainfully and looked at the Saintess of Seven Saints Sect.

"Saintess of Seven Saints Sect, you stand so high and mighty with such 'excellent' taste. Look, this is the man you chose." Xiao Fan leaned down, grabbed Zhong Xingmo's head, and lifted him up.

"Look! Does he look pathetic, Saintess of Seven Saints Sect?"

"You, you, you… Xiao Fan! I'm going to kill you!!" the Saintess of Seven Saints Sect roared, charging onto the Arena to attack Xiao Fan.

This scene was unexpected for everyone.

"Hahaha… You want to fight me alongside Zhong Xingmo too? Ridiculous. Since you want to bring humiliation upon yourself, then come."

Xiao Fan laughed wildly and took a step forward.

In the next instant, he struck first, suddenly appearing in front of Holy Maiden Xue Ling.

With a "Boom," his punch landed on Holy Maiden Xue Ling's abdomen.

"Pfft…"

The Saintess of Seven Saints Sect spat out a mouthful of blood, her face turning pale as she retreated repeatedly.

However, this was just the beginning. Xiao Fan pressed his advantage and continued his assault.

*Bang* *Bang* *Bang*

"You fickle woman! You have no shame! You deserve this beating!"

*Boom* *Boom* *Bang*

Xiao Fan suppressed Holy Maiden Xue Ling completely, breaking her limbs and slamming her body deep into the Arena floor.

"You… why are you so strong?!" Holy Maiden Xue Ling gritted her teeth, staring intently at Xiao Fan.

"I told you, it's not that I'm strong, but that you're too weak." Xiao Fan smiled and threw the dying Zhong Xingmo beside Holy Maiden Xue Ling.

"Look at you, a pair of stray dogs. Hahaha… Truly a match made in heaven." Xiao Fan laughed wildly.

His laughter echoed in all directions, making everyone's hair stand on end.

"Too… too terrifying."

"First he defeated the Devil Son of the Ghost Demon Sect, and now our Sect's Saintess. This Xiao Fan… is too terrifying."

"Compared to Xiao Fan, the Devil Son of the Ghost Demon Sect is just a joke."

"So strong!"

"…"

Everyone was collectively stunned.

At this moment, they all felt the Saintess was blind.

Instead of marrying the powerful Xiao Fan, she actually chose the Devil Son of the Ghost Demon Sect.

Xiao Fan's actions left the Xianyu Sect Ancestor both surprised and very satisfied.

"As expected of my Sect's Divine Son!" The Xianyu Sect Ancestor nodded in satisfaction.

"Bastard! You deserve to die!!" The Ancestor of the Ghost Demon Sect was furious, staring deathly at Xiao Fan.

"Hehehe… I deserve to die?" Xiao Fan smiled, walking to Zhong Xingmo's side.

"Compared to me, isn't this Devil Son of your Ghost Demon Sect even more of a waste?!" Xiao Fan shook his head disdainfully.

"The life-and-death battle isn't over yet. Watch out, I'm going to kill him now!"