Ye Fan and the others walked out of the mountains and came to the outside world. They immediately caused a sensation because the 14th day had passed and he was still alive.
"Isn't that the Eucharist? The miracle doctor said that he has less than half a month's lifespan, yet he has appeared again!"
"Did he really kill himself and become an ordinary mortal? This is interesting, and I don't know if those people will come to kill him?"
The Eastern Wilderness is vast and boundless, and there are no people inhabited for millions of miles in the primitive area. The human race gathering places are relatively concentrated, and the general towns are connected to each other, becoming a prosperous place.
In the central region, the ten ancient cities are ten different centers, and the surrounding areas gather a large number of human races and monster races, which are extremely dense.
After Ye Fan and the others came out, before they entered the heavy city, they caused heated discussions in an ordinary ancient city.
"There's no need to guess. He's definitely self-cultivated. He's a useless person now. Who can go up and try his current state?"
The combination of Ye Fan and the others is too strange, the big black dog and the little girl can't help but attract attention, even if they haven't seen them before, they can guess it.
"Who is that middle-aged man with disheveled hair? His face is covered by his disheveled hair. It's too careless." Some people stared at the old lunatic and didn't regard him as a master at all.
Everyone is paying attention, and everyone is talking about it. The Eucharist is still alive, and he may have killed himself. The news spread like wings.
Not long after, Ye Fan and the others came to Youyue Ancient City, one of the ten famous cities in the central part of the Eastern Desolation, and the closest to the Tianxuan Ruins.
In the center of this area, there are quite a few ancient families of the supreme religion and the demon clan, scattered among the surrounding famous mountains and rivers.
Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer and wanted to test how Ye Fan's body was doing. Several young men came across, all smiling.
"Isn't this Holy Body Brother Ye? I heard that you are in poor health. How are you?" One of them casually patted Ye Fan on the shoulder.
"Who are you, do we know each other?" Ye Fan asked.
"We are all casual cultivators, how could Brother Ye know that?" The man laughed.
"You are the disciples of Zifu." Ye Fan raised his brows, even the saint son of Zifu dared not pat him on the shoulder like this.
"How do you know?" The hearts of these people jumped, and they were somewhat uneasy.
"Looking at the Zihua in your eyes, you must be the disciples of the Holy Land who practice 'Purple Qi from the East'." Ye Fan laughed.
The few people were relieved and continued to ask: "Brother Ye survived the catastrophe, I wonder if he can recover now?"
"His cultivation is half useless, so he can barely survive." Ye Fan said.
"Really, this is not good news..." One of them smiled and patted Ye Fan on the shoulder with a little more force.
"Are you tired of working?" Li Heishui grabbed his arm directly and threw him out with a bang.
"What do you mean?!" The disciple of the Zifu turned his face on the spot and scolded angrily.
"I still want to ask what you mean! Do you dare to be so rude because you deceived Ye Fan who is now half-disabled?" Li Heishui said coldly.
"The Son of the Purple Mansion is my senior brother, and we are disciples of the Holy Land. Isn't it worthy of discussing friendship with Brother Ye?" One of them sneered.
"Brother Ye is only of the same generation as me, do you still need me to look up?" Another person also sneered, after learning that Ye Fan had killed himself, they didn't care at all.
"Half a month ago, even your holy son would not have dared to be so rude. If Ye Fan was in his prime, would you dare to come and test him so brazenly?" Li Heishui scolded.
"The Eucharist is really deified..." Someone sneered with contempt on his face.
Someone even said in an inaudible voice: "The phoenix's feathers are not as good as chickens. They have become like this. Why do you think there is no power?"
"You talk a lot of nonsense, don't you just think that Ye Fan is half useless, I will accompany you!" Heihuang yelled, "The junior of the Zifu Shengzi is amazing? You go together!"
The saint of the Zifu was once suppressed by Ye Fan, and it was rumored that the congenital saint body might be born, which made the son of the Zifu very angry, because if there were no accidents, the saint would marry the son, and his junior brother at this time I want to vent my anger on it.
Therefore, these people are very unkind, and Youyue Ancient City is very close to the Holy Land of Zifu, so they rushed over immediately.
"Crazy dog, I peeled its skin. Didn't it scream all day long in the past? Today, the Eucharist is gone. Let's see what it has to rely on!"
Several disciples of the Purple Mansion were not weak in cultivation, they sneered again and again, and pushed forward together, ready to take the big black dog for surgery in front of Ye Fan.
Dahei didn't say much, and directly sacrificed a mess of things and surrounded them on the spot. Star stones, sacred blood soil, etc. shone brightly, sealing the sky.
"Ignorant juniors, do you think that you can run wild if you think you are the junior of the Son of the Zifu? My emperor beats you!"
"You dead dog, can you do anything to us?" They scolded.
However, the color of the few people changed immediately, the surrounding scenery changed drastically, everything became foggy, and everyone was trapped.
"Ah..." Not long after, screams came from the formation pattern, and several disciples of Zifu were knocked down.
Without saying a word, Li Heishui rushed in and carried them out, raised his big foot and kicked wildly.
"Ah..." Several disciples of the Zifu were sealed up, watching those two big feet stomping on them, screaming incessantly.
"You dare to treat us like this, you know..."
"I know your size, people like you, I don't bother to be pets, and I think I'll look down on you if I teach you a lesson." The big black dog yelled, and rushed over in person, clawing back and forth with its big paws, breaking a few each time bone.
In the ancient city of Youyue, everyone was in a daze. This is a disciple of the Zifu. They were beaten so violently. They are really fierce.
Isn’t the holy body abolished? The people around him are still so fierce, it really makes people speechless, and many people are muttering.
"Ah..." several disciples of the Purple Mansion Holy Land screamed, how could they have suffered such a big loss on weekdays.
"I'm sending you to the West Desert to become a monk, to grind your temper!" After beating up the few people, the big black dog opened his mouth, opened the chessboard pattern, and sent them away with a flash of light.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat. Is what the dog said true or false? Send it to the West Desert? It's too exaggerated!
"Damn it, the pattern is too weird, they all went to Beiyuan." The big black dog was extremely annoyed, and it was obvious that he had done another unreliable thing.
Many monks around didn't believe it, thinking it was bragging. Only the old lunatic's empty eyes flashed a light, and he stared at it a few times.
"You guys are going too far!"
At this moment, a cold voice came, and a man in purple clothes stood up in a teahouse not far away, and strode towards him.
"Sage Son of the Purple Mansion!" Someone exclaimed.
In addition, there was a man with a fair complexion coming, it was Zhao Fa from Ziwei Sect, he looked quite gentle, and he smiled meaningfully.
"Brother Ye hasn't seen you for more than half a month. I learned that this place is the closest to Miracle Doctor Wang's hermitage, and I'm here to wait for you, just to show up for you, and I want to buy that holy sword."
Zhao Fa was calm and calm, and walked over with the Zifu Shengzi, with a smile on his face, as if he was happy from the bottom of his heart.
Ye Fan also laughed, this person is by no means a kind person, at the banquet of the Wind Clan, the little girl once heard him talking to someone, and she wanted to get the holy sword and was going to be cruel to him.
"I don't want to sell it yet, I want to exchange it for the holy medicine." Ye Fan refused directly.
Zhao Fa immediately showed displeasure, and said, "Brother Ye, do you still need the holy sword now? Since you cut off your cultivation, let's sell it."
"What do you mean?" Li Heishui asked.
The Zifu Shengzi didn't say much, his eyes were very cold, he stood aside and glanced at the few people.
Zhao Fa unfolded the folding fan with a "snap", calmly, and said coldly: "I want to buy the holy sword, and it's for Brother Ye's own good, otherwise it will probably bring disaster."
"Are you threatening us?" Ye Fan asked without any fireworks.
"Where, am I, Zhao Fa, that kind of person? I'm just reminding Brother Ye that other people might snatch it. It's better to sell it to me earlier." Zhao Fa smiled deeply.
He seemed to have remembered something, his eyes were bright, and he said: "Your unicorn medicine seeds should still be there, why don't you sell them to us too, and I will work together to buy them with Brother Shengzi from Zifu."
"I ate the seeds of the unicorn magic medicine, and the holy sword is not for sale. If you have nothing else to do, go away." Ye Fan said indifferently, feeling extremely disgusted by this person.
The other party really lied to him that he was "discarded", and started to speak threats, trying to take the treasure from him, it is really hateful.
Zhao Fa's expression suddenly turned cold, and he closed the folding fan with a snap, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"You guys are too strong, where did you send my juniors?" The Zifu Shengzi suddenly said, with a cold expression, staring at the big black dog.
"Send Beiyuan off, do you want to reunite with them? In fact, going to the West Desert is also a good choice, you can become a monk." The big black dog joked, squinting at him, showing no fear at all.
"Brother Ye, you don't know that disaster is imminent, do you?" Zhao Fa had a cold smile on his face.
"Do you want to attack me?" Ye Fan smiled, looking calm and breezy.
Zhao Fa beat the palm of his hand with a folding fan, and said: "I, Zhao Fa, am I that kind of person? What I want to tell you is that people from Zhongzhou Yinyang Sect have come. Do you know what it means?"
Ye Fan's expression changed, he beheaded the Yin-Yang Saintess, this is definitely a grudge that is difficult to alleviate, and the other party can't just expose it.
The Yin-Yang Sect is the supreme sect in Zhongzhou, and they did not retaliate immediately, mainly because they retreated due to the pressure from the All Saints. Because they plundered the talented young children of various factions in the Eastern Wilderness, which aroused great anger, and they could not stay any longer.
Now, are they here again
"It is said that they have come to the central part of the Eastern Desolation ten days ago, and the Son of Yin-Yang came here with the Yin-Yang Sword on his back, and he wants to use this terrifying secret treasure to decapitate your head." Zhao Fa chuckled and said, "At that time, He doesn't know that you have to kill yourself, and now it seems that there is no need to use the Yin-Yang sword."
Afterwards, he continued: "They are the supreme sects of Zhongzhou, and they are not too afraid of the peerless god king of the Eastern Desolation. Besides, the god king does not know whether he is alive or dead. In addition, I also heard that in order to kill you without fail, set up a yin and yang Because of the prestige of the sect, they dispatched a few supreme elders with few lifespans, determined to take off your head, among them are half-step powers, and even real powers that can see the world."
"The Yin-Yang Sect dispatched powerful people to kill me?" Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, but he soon calmed down again, rubbing his chin and laughing.
Now, with the old lunatic by his side, he has nothing to fear, even if the supreme leader of Zhongzhou comes to kill him in person, there will definitely be no return!
"Brother Ye, if you sell the holy sword and the magic medicine seeds, I would like to offer you a way out." Zhao Fa took his time and said unhurriedly: "At least, it will allow you to live for a long time."
"I said, the holy sword is not for sale, and the seeds of the magic medicine are eaten by me." Ye Fan said coldly.
"Brother Ye, you really don't want to drink a toast. I, Zhao, have a sincere heart, but you don't appreciate it at all!" Zhao Fa sullenly.
"I don't want to sell, do you still want to buy it by force?" Ye Fan stared at him.
"Brother Ye, you have to think carefully!" Zhao Fa sneered, then patted him on the shoulder, and spit out with a hint of dark energy.
This is a kind of ingenious dark force, it won't happen at the time, but it can make people vomit blood and suffer serious injuries afterwards. He is obviously planning to make Ye Fan suffer a lot.
"Take your hands away!" Ye Fan lowered his face.
Beside, the Zifu Shengzi stared at all this indifferently, without any indication, neither interfering nor helping.
Zhao Fa froze, and said, "Brother Ye, your words are too much!"
Having said that, he spit out a hint of dark energy lightly, and passed it into Ye Fan's body through the palm of his hand.
"Get out!" Ye Fan's expression turned cold, his eyes fixed on him.
"You said let me go?" Zhao Fa's expression was frozen, and his hands froze there.
The others were also surprised. The genius doctor had already said that the only way for the Saint Body to survive was to kill himself, and he himself admitted it just now. He never thought that he would dare to be so strong.
Many people didn't know that Zhao Fa spit out the dark energy, so they were naturally shocked, thinking that Ye Fan just disliked this person very strongly.
"You really don't know good people, Brother Ye, don't regret it!" Zhao Fa sneered, and frightened again.
"Forcibly buying the treasures on my body is considered kind? Is it good intentions to vomit dark energy into my body and make me hurt even more?!" Ye Fan looked cold, and suddenly waved his big golden hand.
"Snapped!"
The crisp applause was extremely loud, Zhao Fa vomited blood, six or seven of his teeth flew out, his whole body flew horizontally, and hit the corner of the wall not far away.
"wow"
The crowd was in an uproar, and all of them showed shock. Didn't the holy body kill itself? Why did Zhao Fa fly away with a slap
"You..." Zhao Fa was so angry that he was trembling all over, and jumped up all of a sudden.
But at this moment, Ye Fan turned into a golden light, and the footwork of stepping on Tianxuan rushed to him in an instant, and the big golden slap swung over again.
"Snapped!"
Zhao Fa spurted blood from his mouth, and three more teeth fell out, and his body flew out again, hitting the wall.