Fights Break Sphere: After I became Xiao Yan's sister, I was loved by everyone

"You are the one who sent the letter to the Blood Clan."

Xiao Xue's words completely shocked the old ghost and the second elder. This man was the second elder's personal guard and had followed the Black Skull Tomb for ten years.

He turned out to be a member of the Blood Clan. No wonder so many operations failed. He was hiding so deeply.

"I'm not. You taught me to do this and gave me benefits. You said that after I destroyed the Black Skull Tomb, you would let me take charge of the West Tomb City."

Xiao Xue did not stop the man from speaking, but Tomb Old Ghost could not understand what the man said.

Xiao Xue smiled without saying anything. The old ghost in the tomb was stunned watching from the side. Why did it feel like something was wrong?
Fan Zheng was actually happy to see internal strife in the Black Skull Tomb, as this would provide another explanation as to which side the mysterious man in front of him was on.

"Could it be that the Tomb Master also thinks it is me?"

Xiao Xue glanced at the old ghost in the tomb beside him. At this moment, he had an inexplicable thought deep in his heart.

Seeing that the old ghost in the tomb didn't say anything, Xiao Xue suddenly laughed again. This time her laughter was a little loud, which made everyone present feel uneasy, especially the people in the Black Skull Tomb.

The old ghost walked gently in front of Xiao Xue and killed the man with one palm without any hesitation.

Now even if Xiao Xue was the one who betrayed him, he would not let the person who was deceived by Xiao Xue live.

As for Xiao Xue, Tomb Old Ghost didn't dare to think about her, and he didn't want to force Xiao Xue to the opposite side of him.

After killing the man, the old ghost shook off the blood on his hands.

"Of course I believe in Mr. Xue. This man is clearly trying to sow discord. Now that I have killed him, it is enough to prove my sincerity in cooperating with Mr. Xue."

Fan Zheng did not expect that the old ghost in the tomb would be so ruthless as not to give the man any chance to argue. Fan Zheng had never seen this person before, but someone did tip him off a few days ago and even made a plan.

Who is this person? Is he the Snow Prince they mentioned? If so, why would they tolerate someone who betrayed them?

In fact, Xiao Xue was also gambling, and what she was gambling on was the current situation. The Black Skull Tomb and the Blood Sect were old enemies, and they had been fighting openly and secretly for decades, and many disciples on both sides had been killed or injured.

It is impossible for them to unite under such a tense situation. Moreover, even if the Black Skull Tomb is mobilized in full force, their numbers are still smaller than those of the Blood Clan. Even if they unite, their fate will probably be destruction.

What Xiao Xue was betting on was that even if the Black Skull Tomb knew that he was the one who betrayed them, they would still choose to join forces with him at this time because they had no way out.

What's more, they had no substantial evidence to prove that Xiao Xue could incite the people he trusted most to defect in just a few days.

Xiao Xue's bet was obviously right, and the old ghost in the tomb was carrying out his plan.

"Fan Zheng, don't try to sow discord between me and Master Xue. Today will be the day you die."

Tomb Old Ghost's words caused Fan Zheng to laugh wildly, and then he glared at Tomb Old Ghost: "Tomb Old Ghost, you are just a mere Dou Wang, and you think you can shake a tree with an ant?"

The old ghost in the tomb wanted to speak, but was stopped by Xiao Xue.

Shaking her head at the old ghost in the tomb, Xiao Xue took two steps forward and met Fan Zheng's eyes.

"What about me? Am I qualified?"

Xiao Xue's aura just now was enough to explain everything. Fan Zheng was also a little scared. That aura was no weaker than that of his brother. Fan Zheng was not sure.

"Your Excellency really wants to be an enemy of my Blood Clan?"

Although Fan Zheng was a little scared, he did not show it. Xiao Xue even suspected that Fan Zheng from the Blood Clan was the one who had the most say.

"The Blood Clan has a grudge against me, what do you think?"

"Who are you? Why are you wearing half a mask? Aren't you afraid to show your true face?"

Xiao Xue scratched her hair and slapped Fan Zheng: "You talk too much nonsense. I am here to destroy the Blood Sect today."

Fan Zheng never expected that Xiao Xue would suddenly attack him. Seeing Xiao Xue's palm coming at him, he was shocked and did not dare to be negligent. He spread his wings behind him and flew into the sky.

Xiao Xue's palm missed, but it knocked a guard behind Fan Zheng away. The guard spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and his body fell to the ground, dead.

Xiao Xue spread her wings and flew into the air, saying, "Master Mu, I leave the rest to you."

When the old ghost in the tomb saw Fan Zheng being beaten back and dragged away by Xiao Xue, he immediately became interested.

"Kill all the disciples of the Black Skull Tomb. The Blood Sect must be destroyed today."

The old ghost in the tomb directly attacked the other two elders of the Blood Sect, while the two Dou Wang elders of the Black Skull Tomb led the disciples of the Black Skull Tomb to launch a purge of the Blood Sect.

The old ghost of the tomb was fighting against two Dou Kings alone and had the upper hand. As for those people of the Blood Clan who did not have the strength of a Dou King yet, they could only hold on tightly under the attack of the two Dou Kings.

Fan Zheng looked at the chaos on the ground, his entire face filled with anger.

"Why did you insist on putting the Blood Clan in such a situation?"

"The Blood Clan will eventually perish if they continue to do evil. I heard that you are going to join the Black Alliance, so I am just cutting off the claws of some of you in advance."

Xiao Xue's answer shocked Fan Zheng. He didn't understand why this person knew everything.

It seemed that he had planned this war himself.

"You, how did you know? Are you from Canaan College?"

"I guess so. Are you done with the nonsense?"

A ball of pale yellow flame slowly rose in Xiao Xue's left hand.

Fan Zheng was horrified: "Strange fire?"

"That's right!"

"You!" Fan Zheng's face turned pale at this time, but the shape of this strange fire was different from that person. Fan Zheng couldn't imagine that this person was Xiao Xue.

"So much nonsense!"

Countless fireballs have been emitted from Xiao Xue's palm. Fan Zheng is horrified and keeps dodging in the air.

The old ghost in the tomb forced back the attacks of the two elders with one palm. Seeing the fight in the sky, he was stunned for a moment.

That is Strange Fire. A fifth-rank alchemist who possesses Strange Fire and has the strength of a Dou Huang, who is he?

Although Tomb Old Ghost was surprised, he had no time to think about it because the two elders of the Blood Sect attacked again.

The strange fire naturally suppresses the Blood Clan. There is nothing they can do about it. The skills and fighting techniques they practice are all afraid of the attacks of the strange fire.

Fan Zheng could only hide in the sky, responding to bloody handprints from time to time, but they were all easily resolved by Xiao Xue using the strange fire.

Compared to more than a month ago, Xiao Xue's control over the strange fire is more handy.

And his strength is even stronger. This time, Xiao Xue did not rely on Erha's strength. She wanted to know whether she could fight against the Douhuang with her own Dou Wang strength.

This is very important. Only a battle completed under the suppression of the fighting level will bring you greater benefits.

"The sky is full of blood mist!"

The sky was shrouded in a blood mist, and blood rain kept falling from the blood mist.

The disciples of the Black Skull Tomb felt as painful as if they were burned by flames when they were touched by raindrops.

They all used their fighting spirit to form a protective shield to avoid the blood rain attack, but the old ghost in the tomb was not afraid of such a blood rain attack.

With the support of Blood Rain, every disciple of the Blood Sect seemed to be blessed with strength, and the disciples of the Black Skull Tomb fell one after another.