"Xu Fan! I've knelt and been beaten, now, can you disperse the Black Lotus in your hand?"
At this moment, Yun Kun, whose face was covered in blood, cast a malicious and hateful glare, staring intensely at Xu Fan, speaking word by word like a vicious dog. As soon as Xu Fan disperses the weapon in his hand, Yun Kun would rush forward and tear Xu Fan into pieces!
Yun Kun wasn't the only one like this! Among the thousands of monks, at least hundreds of them were discreetly moving their steps, quietly surrounding Xu Fan! Meanwhile, a cold gleam flickered in Yuanyuan's eyes!
As soon as Xu Fan loses his threat, he would immediately pay a painful price for it!
The situation instantly became tense! Everyone was staring at the young man holding the Black Lotus, their hearts in their throats!
However, Xu Fan, the one involved, remained calm and nonchalant, casually uttering a sentence that directly made Yun Kun spit blood in anger!
"Did I ever say I would disperse the Black Lotus?"
Poof!
