Ye Hanshuang looked with great surprise at Tian Buqi who suddenly appeared and used his power to force Mo Ming into a desperate situation.
Is this the trump card that Yang Fan just had to rely on
He actually has such a close relationship with the Nanjiang Tian family, and how he can allow the fourth elder of the Tian family to offend the Changmeng Mo family, whose overall strength is much stronger than their Tian family, so simply and without any hesitation!
"It's really incredible. How did he do it?"
"What is the reason that allowed Tian Buqi to make such an impulsive decision? Could it be that in Tian Buqi's eyes, this Yang Fan in front of him is even more important than the entire Mo clan in the Mo Ming and Changmeng Guards Mansion? Is it important?"
Ye Hanshuang felt a little unbelievable.
But now, the facts are in front of him. If it wasn't a bit inappropriate now, Ye Hanshuang would have wanted to contact Monk Hua immediately and ask him in detail about Yang Fan.
Mo Ming's struggle in the flames continued, but the scope of the struggle became smaller and smaller, and his breath became weaker and weaker.
Ye Hanshuang had no intention of taking action to stop him. Firstly, she did not think highly of Mo Ming. Secondly, Tian Buqi seemed to have reached the level of an emperor-level powerhouse. Even if she took action, she would not It will definitely be an opponent.
Moreover, even the vice president of the Martial Arts Association didn't speak, so she, Ye Hanshuang, had no reason to intervene. As long as it's not her students who suffer, I'll do whatever it takes!
"Have you seen it, young master? This is the human race, a race that is born with a tendency to fight among themselves! A king-level strongman died in the hands of his own people so aggrievedly, tsk tsk tsk!"
Standing on Ying Siyuan's shoulder, Ying Changkong watched with great interest the drama of destroying the king in the human race, and said softly to Ying Siyuan: "Sometimes, even without our demon clan taking action, they can kill themselves. !”
"However, that Yang Fan human is also a little lunatic. I still haven't understood why he fought with the Jing and Mo families. This is of no benefit to him at all."
Ying Changkong glanced at Yang Fan with some fear. Such lunatics who were uneasy about tricks were sometimes much more dangerous than normal humans.
"Young Master, are you really going to bring such a madman into the Spiritual Origin Land soon? Aren't you afraid that after entering the secret realm, he will suddenly kill you?"
Ying Changkong was suddenly worried. The Spiritual Origin Land did not allow any creature with a bone age of more than twenty years to enter. Without it to protect the young master, it would be too dangerous for the young master to keep such a little lunatic by his side.
"That's what makes it interesting!" Ying Siyuan grinned, with a nervous smile on his face, and said: "If you enter with such a guy who is not easy to deal with from the human family, there will definitely be a good show. If there is a chance, If so, this young master may not be able to use him for his own use."
"As for this young master." Ying Siyuan said with great confidence: "I have magic weapons to protect my body. I am almost invincible in the entire secret realm. Who can hurt me?"
"Having said that, you still have to be careful, young master." Ying Changkong reminded carefully: "It should be noted that sometimes if you want to kill someone, you don't necessarily have to be able to break the defense. You also have to kill with poison or trap. Be on guard."
Divine weapons can only protect the body or attack, but if someone doesn't fight you head-on but plays tricks on you, what can you do
The Spirit Source Land can only be opened for a total of two days. Once the tide of spiritual power ends, the entrance to the secret realm will be completely closed again. It will be ten years before it is opened again.
If Ying Siyuan is maliciously trapped in the spiritual source land and cannot come out, it will definitely die when the secret realm is closed.
After all, Ying Siyuan's bone age is already nineteen years. It only needs to stay in the spiritual source land for one more year before all its vitality will be exhausted by the time rules inside, and it will live and die in it.
It's not like things like this have never happened before. Whether they are humans or demons, they have all done similar dirty things. There are quite a few unlucky people who have been designed to trap them in the Land of Spiritual Origin over the years.
"I know, I'll be careful."
Ying Siyuan nodded slightly when he heard this. This was indeed a problem. It didn't want to be the unlucky one trapped and killed in the secret realm.
In the human camp.
A middle-aged man with a beard was sitting on a raised ice pimple, drinking a small drink without a sip, blinking in confusion, as if he didn't even notice what happened in front of him, let alone the things that happened in front of him. Hear Mo Ming's shrill screams before he died.
Beside him, two young men stood bowed. Unlike the middle-aged men, the two little guys were staring curiously at the dispute in front of them, with excited and curious expressions on their faces.
But when they saw a king-level powerhouse like Mo Ming being caught in the flames and about to be burned to ashes, their hearts tightened, and they all glanced at the middle-aged man who was pouring wine into his mouth. .
"Vice President, the matter seems to be getting serious. Aren't you going to go out and try to persuade me?" One of the young men asked respectfully to the middle-aged man: "That elder Mo Ming, Lai Hao, is also a ninth-level Martial King. It seems a pity to die here in vain."
"Really?" The vice-president opened his eyelids and glanced at the young man who was speaking, and asked him softly and slightly drunkenly: "Then tell me, what he did just now was because of what he did. court death?"
"Just now, when he used his power to bully others and bully the younger ones, I didn't take action to stop him. Now, he has encountered a tough opponent, fallen behind, learned a lesson, and is about to die soon, but I took action, do you think it's appropriate? ?"
"Have you ever thought about it, if I rescue Mo Ming now, would it be fair to the two young men before? Will the Tian Buqi who came out at the end just sit back and watch?"
"In order to please the Shomeng Mo clan, but at the same time offend the Minami Eda clan and the vice president of Jinghua University, as well as two young people with unlimited potential, is it worth it?"
The vice president asked a series of questions, leaving the young man speechless.
"Remember, our martial arts association is a free and fair martial arts platform. It is not a sword in anyone's hand. Generally speaking, we will not interfere in any fight between aristocratic families."
After saying that, the vice-president raised his head towards Mo Ming, who was imprisoned in mid-air and was being tortured by the fire. He raised his hand and poured a sip of strong wine into his mouth, and continued to feel sleepy.
"Oh, that's right." The vice-president seemed to have remembered something. He turned over and whispered to the two young people beside him: "If the young man named Yang Fan is not dead in a while and enters the land of spiritual origin, you You can try to make friends with him, and if possible, draw him into our martial arts association."
"Yes, Vice President!"
The two young men bowed in response at the same time.
Ahead, Tian Buqi's eyes fell on Jing Ren who was being controlled by Ye Hanshuang. He first nodded politely to Ye Hanshuang as if he had seen him before, and then asked Yang Fan softly: "Master Fan, that Jingren." Do you want to deal with the old gangsters at home as well?"
Tian Buqi is a bachelor. He has already been offended anyway, so he doesn't mind being offended even more severely.
Yang Fan glanced at Jing Ren and saw that the old boy was pale and nervous, with fear in his eyes.
With a thought, Yang Fan launched a painless mental thrust at Jingren.
"You used a mental thrust against Level 9 Martial King Jingren. The thrust failed. Level 9 Martial King Jingren easily withstood your mental attack. His mental power was +1 and his skill proficiency was +2."
Yang Fan shook his head slightly and said, "There are not many king-level experts in the human race. If there is only one left, Elder Tian should not embarrass him."
Tian Buqi was stunned. When did Yang Fan become so soft-hearted again? When he ordered Mo Ming to be killed just now, he didn't see him showing mercy just because he was the king.
"Didn't he just want to attack An Sheng with his fists? Just cut off both of his arms and give them to An Sheng as a souvenir."
After saying that, Yang Fan turned to look at An Sheng and said, "Fat man, what do you think of this kind of punishment? If you are not satisfied, you can just pick off two more of his legs!"
"Enough, enough!" An Sheng nodded repeatedly. The situation reversed a bit quickly. He couldn't react properly for a moment. Unexpectedly, the two kings who had just attacked them became meat on the chopping board in the blink of an eye. .
Although he wanted to kill Jing Ren right now, he didn't want to make it difficult for Yang Fan. This was the grudge between their An family, Jing family, and Mo family, and he didn't want to involve Yang Fan too much.
If possible, he would like to personally take revenge on such a personal hatred and family hatred by his own strength.
"Ding! Your disciple Ansheng is in a excited mood and is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly enhanced, and his loyalty to the sect has been greatly enhanced. The centripetal force of the sect is +20. The current centripetal force of the sect has reached 100. The disciples have returned to their heart, and the sect is prosperous. There is hope for victory!”
The corners of Yang Fan's mouth curled up slightly.
As expected, Fatty An is all about sensationalism.
Tian Buqi took Yang Fan's hint and stopped being polite. With a wave of his hand, he threw out two dimensional forces, forcibly cutting off both of Jingren's arms.
At the same time, Ye Hanshuang also loosened the mental restraint on Jingren. Jingren screamed and quickly circulated his energy and blood. His broken arm was reborn in an instant, but his body staggered a little and there was no color on his face.
He glanced angrily at Tian Buqi and Ye Hanshuang in front of him, gritted his teeth and said nothing, and allowed An Sheng to walk up to him with a smile, and picked up his two broken arms that had fallen on the ground. into storage equipment.
Then, An Sheng looked at Jing Ren indifferently, and said with hatred: "Don't you feel very angry and humiliated, but you can only watch like this without any resistance, and feel that you are so useless. ?”
"Don't worry, this is just a very small part of the interest. I remember all the things you and your Jing family have done to my Anjia over the years. We will have plenty of time to settle things slowly in the future!"
(End of chapter)