"It's you again." Elder Jian narrowed his eyes, his gaze stayed on the evil moon wheel in Zhuo Fan's hand, and said in surprise: "Why is this magic treasure in your hand? Where is Elder Yun?"
With a wicked smile, Zhuo Fan turned the evil moon wheel directly at Elder Jian: "What do you think?"
Suddenly, Jian Fan was horrified: "Could it be... impossible, how could the old man die in the hands of a hairy boy? But..."
Looking at the magic treasure again, Jian Fan's face showed complex colors, marveled, hated, and more confused...
However, no matter what, the magic treasure of Nether Valley must not fall into the hands of outsiders. In an instant, the eyes of Elder Jian looking at Zhuo Fan were already full of naked killing intent.
Understanding the other party's thoughts, Zhuo Fan's mouth turned slightly, and he whispered to Lei Yuting, "Listen to me for a while, pinpoint the old guy's heart position, then close your eyes, and poke the thunder finger directly over it. You don’t have to worry about it!"
Hearing these words, Lei Yuting couldn't help but looked at Zhuo Fan in surprise, how could he hit him with his eyes closed? Moreover, even if you keep your eyes open, there is no chance of winning against the Sky Profound Master.
But soon Lei Yuting wanted to understand that according to Zhuo Fan's previous behavior, he was an unscrupulous person. He might just save himself to make himself bait and send him to death.
Thinking of this, Lei Yuting nodded bitterly. Anyway, he didn't think about being alive when he came after.
Hooking his fingers again, Zhuo Fan let the blood infant sneak back into his body, and then shouted: "Hands."
As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Fan rushed forward first, and Lei Yuting closed his eyes severely as Zhuo Fan said, and poked away with the thundering finger when looking for the direction.
Unexpectedly, Elder Jian obviously didn't expect that they would do it first. But it didn't matter, the body of the master of the Sky Profound Realm was extremely tough, and people in the Qi Gathering Realm couldn't break the defense at all. The only thing that can hurt him now is the evil moon wheel, so he only needs to stare at Zhuo Fan.
Lei Yuting kept closing his eyes and rushing forward, no matter what, Zhuo Fan moved left and right.
Elder Jian saw him and sneered again and again, completely ignoring that girl.
Finally, Lei Yuting rushed to Elder Jian first, but at this moment, Zhuo Fan stood in front of her, and the evil moon wheel in his hand slashed towards Jian Fan.
Kara!
Jian Fan easily grabbed Zhuo Fan's arm with a single arm, broke it gently, and broke.
"Hmph, your little trick is useful in front of others, but don't use it in front of the old man. The old man eats more salt than you eat. Don't play games with the old man. The old man will not be fooled. Jian Fan snorted coldly, disdainfully said.
"But... you are still fooled!" However, Zhuo Fan showed a weird smile.
Surprised, Elder Jian looked at his expression, and suddenly a deep anxiety arose in his heart.
However, before he had time to figure out what was going on, a red light suddenly rushed from Zhuo Fan's body into his body.
In an instant, the blood that had just stopped at the place of his severed arm burst out like spring water. The bright blood water dyed the bushes around the forest red.
Jian Fan glared, staring at Zhuo Fan's eyes, and said angrily: "The previous... was also you?"
He clearly remembered how he would have been removed by the three elders of Qianlong Pavilion with one claw if it hadn't had a foreign body in the body before.
With a grin, Zhuo Fan was noncommittal.
"Okay, your kid has a kind, which caused the old man to lose his arm!" Jian Fan gritted his teeth and said, "When the old man forces your monster out, he will surely crush you into pieces."
While speaking, Elder Jian had already fully gathered his Yuanli in his body.
Feeling the pressure on Blood Infant, Zhuo Fan showed a weird smile again: "Elder Jian, this time you have been fooled again."
As soon as the voice fell, Jian Fan still didn't understand what it meant.
Zi Zi Zi!
Thunderous waves exploded, and Lei Yuting's thundering fingers suddenly passed through Zhuo Fan's body and pierced Jian Fan's heart.
Looking at Zhuo Fan with a wicked smile on his face in an incredible way, Elder Jian's eyes were bulging, he gritted his teeth unwillingly, and gurgling blood flowed out of his mouth.
"Elder Jian, the main attacker is not me, you guessed it wrong." Zhuo Fan chuckled, a mouthful of blood oozing out, but he still laughed, and his smile was very oozing, "You always thought it could hurt you. There is only this evil moon wheel, but don’t forget that you are seriously injured, your body is not as strong as before, and you have gathered all your vitality into your body, hahaha..."
Seeing this scene, there was a rare look of fear in Elder Jian's eyes.
Such a scheming, such a cruel boy...
"Terrible… "
Jian Fan, a master of the magic road, left the last three words of his life, and slowly fell down. Who would have thought that Zhuo Fan would use his own life as a bait, then sneak attacks with monsters, and finally let Lei Yuting raided his heart.
Every step in the middle is dangerous, and if one step is wrong, then they have only one dead end.
It's a pity that under Zhuo Fan's design, they walked seamlessly in every step, causing Elder Jian to lose the life of a master of the Sky Profound Realm with carelessness. Especially in the end, Zhuo Fan completely blocked Elder Jian with his body, so that he could not notice Lei Yuting's attack at all, which was the fatal cause of Elder Jian.
If this incident were to be spread out, I am afraid that no one would believe that two juniors in the Qi Gathering Realm could actually kill a master in the Sky Profound Realm!
thump!
Zhuo Fan fell to the ground, covered in blood.
Lei Yuting watched all this, tears dripping from her eyes. Originally, she thought Zhuo Fan was going to sacrifice her and find a chance to attack her by herself. Unexpectedly, he would sacrifice himself and create a chance for her to survive.
For a time, thousands of feelings lingered in the heart, heartache, warmth, and a little other taste, which I had never felt from Yang Ming.
"Zhuo Fan, I'm sorry." Lei Yuting knelt down in front of Zhuo Fan, looked at his weak face, and muttered.
Shaking his hand, Zhuo Fan shook his head: "It's none of your business. When my blood baby was seriously injured just now, I was already internally injured."
With that, Zhuo Fan recalled the blood infant from the corpse of Elder Jian: "I'm afraid, this time I will be healed for a while."
It's okay for him to be injured himself, but his blood baby was injured but it took his own life.
Upon hearing this, Lei Yuting burst into tears gratefully. She only understood now that it turned out that the monster was not only his treasure, but also closely related to his life.
But this important thing blocked her fatal blow at the critical moment.
For a while, Lei Yuting looked at Zhuo Fan, and there seemed to be something more. But Zhuo Fan didn't pay attention to this at all.
Pointing to Jian Fan's corpse, Zhuo Fan said indifferently: "Go and take off everything you can from him, the elder of Nether Valley, there must be a lot of good things."
"clear!"
Nodding, Lei Yuting ran forward and searched her body very professionally, causing Zhuo Fan, who was seriously injured to the ground, to raise her eyebrows. Damn, it's worthy of being a thief, it's really professional.
After collecting everything on Jian Fan, Lei Yuting took Zhuo Fan's side and looked at his strange eyes, Lei Yuting knew what she was thinking. For the first time in her life, she lowered her head shyly, as if she had done something shameful.
Pushing those things in front of Zhuo Fan, Lei Yuting seemed to avoid Zhuo Fan's gaze deliberately, which had never happened before.
Zhuo Fan was a little strange, but didn't care, so he began to examine the relics of the elder Jian.
First of all, start with the storage ring, which is generally the most precious thing. After looking at it intently for a while, Zhuo Fan raised his brow and found what he wanted.
The light flickered in the hand, and two pieces of jade slips appeared in the hand, it was the low-level martial arts of the Lei Family, the low-level martial arts of the Thunder Finger and the Cai Family, Broken Wind Leg!
Although he didn't understand the secrets of the martial arts of the three families, seeing that Netherworld Valley had been collecting them, he didn't hesitate to put them in his ring.
Next, he checked it again, and what was left was nothing more than exercises, martial arts, and spirit stones, which in the eyes of Zhuo Fan, the demon emperor, would never be appreciated. So he shook his hand and threw it to Lei Yuting.
"According to the rules of bandits, half of the meeting should be divided, and the rest will be given to you."
Lei Yuting shook her head and refused: "You killed the old man, and all of this should belong to you."
"I don't want it, I can't look down on his things!" He shook his head, Zhuo Fan curled his mouth in disdain, and then looked at a cloth bag.
This cloth bag is only the size of a palm, but Zhuo Fan knows that it is extremely rare and can hold living things. And what's inside is naturally the devouring ghost crow.
Putting the cloth bag into his arms, Zhuo Fan smiled comfortingly. This thing, he has a great use, maybe it can set out the secret of purple thunder and gold eyes.
"Zhuo Fan, I'll give you this ring."
After checking the contents of the ring, Lei Yuting couldn't help being taken aback. After thinking about it for a while, she returned the ring to Zhuo Fan: "I know that your Luo family is rich and don't care about these spirit stones, but there are some spirit-level martial arts. Harmony and exercises are something you can't find, and it will definitely play a vital role in revitalizing your Luo family in the future."
Shrugging indifferently, Zhuo Fan weighed the ring and snorted contemptuously: "It's not uncommon for me to have this kind of rubbish. If you don't want it, I will throw it away."
With that said, Zhuo Fan was about to throw it out, Lei Yuting immediately grabbed his wrist, snatched the ring back, and complained: "Why are you such a prodigal, you don't even want spiritual martial arts, I really don't know how you became Luo. The housekeeper. If you continue like this, no matter how rich the Luo family is, you will never lose sight of it."
With a let out of laughter, Zhuo Fan shook his head helplessly, and it was not rare to explain to Lei Yuting. With a wave of his hand, he put Jian Fan's body in the ring: "Okay, let's go back. We played all night, Qianlong Pavilion. There should also be an explanation."
Lei Yuting nodded and hurriedly helped Zhuo Fan up. However, Zhuo Fan was so weak that he could only leaned against her shoulder, which could not help but quickly stained her cheeks with a bright red color.
"Wait a moment!"
However, after only a few steps, Zhuo Fan suddenly stopped, and his eyes gradually became cold: "Where is that kid Yang Ming?"
Hearing this, Lei Yuting was also taken aback, and looked around, but Yang Ming was nowhere to be seen.
Just now they only focused on fighting with Elder Jian, but they forgot about Yang Ming's existence and let him run away in the chaos.
"Damn it, let him slip away again." Lei Yuting gritted her teeth, unwilling.
Zhuo Fan chuckled and shook his head indifferently: "A small character, it doesn't matter. But..."
At this time, he suddenly thought of his apprentice, Zhao Cheng, and a thick murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "But no matter how young it is, it is always troublesome to keep it. Next time you meet, you must kill him! "