bump!
With a loud noise, the door of the small courtyard was kicked open, and Yang Ming led the bandits of Heifeng Mountain into it aggressively.
"Get back to Dragon Palm, no one from the Luo family will stay!" Yang Ming waved his hand, and the bandits behind him nodded and rushed forward.
Huh!
The breeze blew his face, and Zhuo Fan slowly fell from the roof, blocking their way: "Everyone, this way is nowhere, you should go back, lest you lose your life in vain."
Seeing a person suddenly appeared, the bandits of Black Wind Mountain couldn't help but stopped. Yang Ming stepped forward and looked at Zhuo Fan coldly, with a strange arc of his mouth: "Are you from the Luo family?"
Zhuo Fan nodded, and said lightly: "The housekeeper in Xialuo, Zhuo Fan."
"You're Zhuo Fan?" Unconsciously, Yang Ming's mouth raised a crazy smile, "Unexpectedly, I haven't looked for you yet, but you brought it to the door by yourself."
"Come here, take his head off, this young master has a lot of rewards."
"Yes!"
When Yang Ming gave an order, someone immediately responded loudly. Stepping on it, it rushed towards Zhuo Fan like a cannonball.
Glancing at that person, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but sneered. It was just the strength of Qi Gathering Dual Layer, and he dared to be the first bird
With a scream, Zhuo Fan's shot was as fast as lightning, and when the man just came in front of him, he had already pinched his neck. Then he used the Heaven Demon's Great Huan Jue, and all black energy suddenly overflowed.
In an instant, in everyone's horrified eyes, the thief completely turned into smoke and dust in just a few breaths, leaving no corpse capital behind.
Panicked, Yang Ming couldn't help being shocked. Even when he was in Nethergu, surrounded by magic masters, he had never seen such a terrifying means of killing. As for the bandits, they backed away in shock.
Although Zhuo Fan only killed an insignificant little character, this horror technique shocked everyone.
"This... This is the best magic!"
Yang Ming's eyes flickered, and when he looked at Zhuo Fan again, his previous contempt was gone, but his face was solemn: "Who are you? There is absolutely no way for the Luo family to have someone like you."
With a playful smile, Zhuo Fan pretended to touch the beard that was not on his chin, and turned into an old voice: "Little brother, the old man is an old liar, don't you remember?"
"Oh it's you?"
Seeing him like this, Yang Ming suddenly reacted, he was the second-rank alchemist that Lei Yuting had brought up the mountain. But since he has appeared here, then...
With the killing intent in his eyes fleeting, Yang Ming said coldly: "Where are the two people?"
Zhuo Fan knew who he was talking about, shook his head and smiled: "Are you an idiot, since I have come here, of course the two people have also brought me."
Hearing this, Yang Ming's heart felt tense. If the old man and Lei Yuting were allowed to appear, then the Black Wind Mountain bandits behind him would definitely be out of control.
"I really regretted not killing you two right away." Yang Mingxu squinted his eyes and suddenly released the vitality of his body. The strength of the Bone Forging Realm forced the bandits behind him to retire three meters away.
Seeing this, Zhuo Fan didn't panic, shook his head and smiled: "You won't do it, because you didn't see Xiao Cui. You can lie in the Black Wind Mountain for so long, which shows that you are an extremely cautious person. You Such a person cannot tolerate the slightest omission. Without knowing where Xiaocui, the close-knit maid, is, how can he kill her master? As for the old man, naturally he will be merciful."
The pupils of his eyes shrank slightly, and Yang Ming couldn't help being shocked.
He never expected that the person in front of him had never seen him before, but he was able to study him so thoroughly and fully understood his mentality. It is much more than the old guys in Nether Valley.
How can such a person keep him
At this moment, the bandits also became suspicious when they heard what he said.
Yang Ming understands that time should not be delayed, otherwise the family's plan will be completely ruined if he is allowed to tear himself through on the spot. So without saying anything, he stepped on his feet and rushed towards Zhuo Fan.
Although Zhuo Fan's magic skills really shocked him, he also saw that Zhuo Fan was only a four-fold gathering of Qi, and he could completely kill him with a single blow.
And seeing him rushing straight towards him so abruptly, Zhuo Fan seemed to be taken aback, and hurriedly stepped back: "You are in the Bone Forging Realm, you will do your best when you come up. Don't you want to face it?"
Xiexie smiled, and Yang Ming said fiercely: "You think I'm the trash Youquan, can you finally find a chance to be attacked to death by you?"
As soon as the voice fell, Yang Ming poked out a finger, and thunder blasted. It was the low-level martial art of the Lei family's ancestors, which shocked the thunder finger.
In the early stage of Bone Forging Realm, Yang Ming used spirit-level martial arts again, which was obviously to kill Zhuo Fan with a single blow.
However, in the face of his fierce coming, Zhuo Fan suddenly stopped retreating, opened his arms, and looked at him with ease. Only on his cheeks, there was a weird smile.
Unconsciously, Yang Ming felt a little uneasy, but he still rushed forward without hesitation.
At this moment, Zhuo Fan suddenly hooked his fingers, and there was a "buzz" sound, and a layer of yellow light appeared around Zhuo Fan, completely enveloping him.
As soon as Yang Ming hit the yellow light, he was bounced back with a sound, and he couldn't help but spout a mouthful of blood.
"What the hell?"
Yang Ming looked at the sudden appearance of light in amazement, completely dumbfounded. Just now he could see clearly that the other party just used the power of a finger to shoot him flying.
How do you fight this
Isn't that kid in the Qi Gathering Realm? Didn't Youquan's trash hurt him badly? How could it be so strong suddenly
Zhuo Fan looked at Yang Ming's surprised eyes with a smile, and slowly knotted the Yin Jue in his hand: "You are a little stronger than that Youquan, but you are still the same as waste. And the end of waste... is death!"
Zhuo Fan's "death" word bite extremely hard, his eyes suddenly released endless killing intent, and the hand seal was formed at the same time.
In an instant, a golden dragon suddenly emerged from the ground, flew to the sky, and then swooped down towards Yang Ming in a roundabout way. The powerful aura pressed everyone to their knees and couldn't stand up anymore.
Seeing all this, Yang Ming was even more frightened, wishing to scold him.
Grandma's, the family cheated me!
Isn't that this kid can only sneak attacks, isn't his strength very good, how can he have such supernatural powers? Once this dragon rushed down, all the people here would be crushed to pieces.
This is a strength that only a master of the Sky Profound Realm can achieve!
Those Black Wind Mountain bandits are so regretful that their intestines are blue. Didn't it mean that Netherworld Valley has led away all the masters? Why is there another one here? His mother, the Seventh Family is really unreliable.
"stop!"
However, just as the Golden Dragon was about to rush down, a sweet and charming shout suddenly sounded. When the bandits heard this, a sudden surge of hope rose in their hearts. This was the voice of the young lady.
Zhuo Fan let out a cold snort, without stopping.
However, at this moment, there was a soft crash, and dozens of black chains appeared in the dark clouds in the sky. Like a giant hand, it completely entangled the dragon in an instant. As soon as the chain was tightened, it was strangled to pieces.
The pupils of his eyes shrank slightly, and Zhuo Fan suddenly looked towards the sky.
That black cloud is exactly the support of the three elders in Nethergu's hidden body.
"There are still people?" His brows furrowed tightly, and Zhuo Fan understood that in this dark cloud, he must also be an elder-level master.
"Jie Jie Jie..."
With a noisy chuckle, a man in a black robe flew down from the black cloud and fell in front of Yang Ming. And Lei Yuting also came to Zhuo Fan's side and glared at him fiercely: "Didn't you just let you stop?"
"Anyone who stands opposite Lao Tzu is an enemy, why does Lao Tzu listen to you?" Zhuo Fan ignored Lei Yuting, just staring at the black-robed man opposite.
Lei Yuting curled his lips and snorted angrily.
"Hey, the old fellow Jian Fan asked the old man to take care of Heifeng Mountain. The old man thought it was a slack, but he didn't expect it to be necessary." The black robe man laughed strangely and waved his hand, "Youming, you retire." Down!"
"No, Elder Yun. I said that I would personally take Zhuo Fan's head for Junior Brother Youquan." Netherworld stared at the opposite Zhuo Fan and said coldly.
Snapped!
Without warning, the black-robed man slapped Nether Ming with his hand and slapped him ten meters away.
"You deserve it too?"
The black-robed man looked at him disdainfully and sneered: "You don't deserve to do something with him at all. You should go back to Nethergu, the things here have nothing to do with you."
"Elder Yun, you..."
You Ming looked at the black-robed man's eyes, completely stunned. It was a naked indifference. There was no him in his eyes, which he had never seen before. After all, even in Nethergu, he is still one of the best disciples, and no elder has ever looked at him with such a look.
"Why, why?"
With a cold snort, the black-robed man said with disdain: "I used to see that you are first-rate regardless of your scheming and talents, and you are considered a manufacturable. But I saw this young man today, and the old man realized that you are not as good as an ant."
With that said, the black-robed man turned to look at Zhuo Fan, and said with a smile: "Boy, give you a chance, as long as you are willing to take refuge in our Nether Valley, our grievances will be forgotten. Otherwise..."
Huh!
The black-robed man flicked his arm back, and a black chain suddenly appeared, tying up dozens of Black Wind Mountain bandits behind them. With their hands tight, they had no time to let out a scream, and they all turned into fragments.
"Otherwise, just like them."
The rest of the people waited to see him and fled back in fear. The Hei-robed man ignored him, and Lei Yuting looked at the Hei-robed man with an angry expression.
Touching his chin, Zhuo Fan said with a chuckle: "Don't you Nether Valley rely on Heifeng Mountain to come forward? Why did you kill them?"
"You are so smart, you don't need to tell me to understand." The black-robed man smiled hoarsely: "Since the matter has been revealed, then we would rather doubt this matter to us than to leave a living so that they can grasp the evidence. "
"They? Who are they?" Zhuo Fan raised his eyebrows.
Shaking his head, the black-robed man said lightly: "You will know when you join us."
Unable to laugh, Zhuo Fan slowly shook his head: "Netherworld Valley is in my eyes, just like him in yours, and ants are not as good."
Zhuo Fan pointed to Youming, and the ridicule was beyond words.
When the black-robed man heard this, he couldn't help but angrily: "Boy, aren't you afraid of death?"
Zhuo Fan smiled: "Do you have that ability?"
Hearing this, the black-robed man suddenly jumped up and slammed his palm down at Zhuo Fan angrily: "Looking for death!"
When Zhuo Fan's hand printed the tactics, a yellow light appeared immediately, blocking the palm.
Seeing Zhuo Fan fighting against the black robe man, You Ming was jealous and hated. In the past, he was sent to Heifeng Mountain as the best disciple, but now Zhuo Fan's appearance completely devalued him.
Even the elders completely abandoned him.
"Zhuo Fan, you wait for me." With a smear of blood from the corner of his mouth, You Ming turned and left.
When Lei Yuting saw it, she immediately caught up with her. Soon, the two disappeared.
Zhuo Fan used the formation to fight the black-robed man while paying attention to all of this. He reluctantly shook his head and sighed: "Oh, silly girl!" With that said, he instructed the Blood Infant to follow him secretly...