"That's the way up the mountain, right."
Half an hour later, Zhuo Fan and the little beggar stuck their heads out of the bushes in front of a narrow mountain road.
Zhuo Fan looked into the distance, and saw that there were more than 30 guards guarding them, all of them strong above the Bone Forging Realm, and his brows were slightly frowned.
With his current strength, with the upper third-rank Demon Treasure Evil Moon Wheel and the natal Blood Infant, it is not difficult to break through. But the question is how to pass quietly.
Otherwise, once there is movement here, it will inevitably attract the elders stationed here in Nether Valley. Coupled with the Xuan Xuan expert in the Xue family, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to get out of trouble.
After thinking about it for a moment, Zhuo Fan finally shook his head helplessly. It seems that if he wants to go up the mountain, he has to rely on this little beggar to lead the way.
"Xiao Ning, where is your secret passage?"
Zhuo Fan looked back at the little beggar, but the little beggar didn't seem to be relieved from the previous shock. Although the tears in his eyes were dry, his nose still twitched.
"You... Come with me..." After a sharp sniff, the little beggar took Zhuo Fan into the bushes again.
Zhuo Fan looked helpless, why is this kid less courageous than a mouse? Since seeing himself before, this kid has been so scared that he has been crying non-stop, but he hasn't been relieved now.
Those who were injured are all enemies chasing you, but not your relatives. Why have you been crying
Zhuo Fan was slanderous in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. Who would let himself have agreed to him. What he fears most now is that after taking the little beggar up the mountain, facing so many ferocious spirit beasts, his ears will never be pure.
With a long sigh, Zhuo Fan followed the little beggar through the gloomy woods for a while. I don't know how long it took before I found a burrow beside a hidden river that could only be entered and exited by one person.
"Just... here..." The little beggar tried to stop the crying, but his body still shook, "I... When I was a kid, I used to hide from my father and go up here to play with my brothers!"
Zhuo Fan raised his brows, looked at the cave, and then at the surrounding environment, nodding secretly. This place is extremely secretive. If it weren't for the locals to lead the way, where could outsiders find this cave
Presumably this was only found by the little beggar and his brothers playing casually, otherwise they would have been taken care of by the people of Nether Valley.
"Okay, Xiao Ning, you go first, I will follow!"
Zhuo Fan yelled and pushed the little beggar. Although he didn't think there would be any conspiracy in this, but the habit for many years still made him cautious everywhere.
The little beggar also knew it well, gave him an annoyed look, and bent over to get into the cave.
However, at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded.
"Ning'er, stop!"
Huh!
With the sound of breaking through the air, a huge figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. This person is probably over forty years old, dressed in a Chinese dress, and burly in shape. A pair of big eyes are piercing, faintly exuding the domineering of the strong.
"Bone Forging Realm Peak Power!"
Zhuo Fan frowned, his fists clenched, "Are you the head of the Xue family, Xue Wanlong?"
"good eyesight!"
Xue Wanlong gave a big compliment, nodded, and said lightly: "The old man's eldest son Xue Gang, did you hurt you?"
"Yes," Zhuo Fan smiled slightly and said lightly, "He wants to take away my people. I didn't want his life to be very polite!"
"What, your people?"
Hearing what he said, Xue Wanlong couldn't help but stunned, and his huge eyes cast a deep look at the little beggar behind Zhuo Fan. The little beggar blushed and hurriedly hid behind Zhuo Fan.
For a time, Xue Wanlong's expression turned out to be extremely weird.
"father!"
At this moment, a call came, and then a young man in white rushed to Xue Wanlong's side. When he saw the little beggar, he couldn't help laughing out: "Hahaha... What am I talking about, Ning'er must Hide here."
"Father, let me help you get him back!"
The young man laughed, not caring about Zhuo Fan at all, and rushed towards the little beggar with a flying step.
Damn, this kid is too arrogant, when I'm the air!
Zhuo Fan squinted his eyes slightly, and an anger was secretly aroused in his heart. When the young man came to the front, a palm of his hand suddenly flashed red.
In an instant, the young man felt his breath stagnated and his blood turbulence. Just at the moment when Zhuo Fan's shot was lightning fast, he grabbed his neck. As soon as his hands tightened, his whole body was completely unable to move.
"What do you want to do?" Xue Wanlong said loudly in surprise.
He never expected that his son would be controlled so easily by the boy in front of him.
In fact, at the very beginning, he had already seen Zhuo Fan's strength that could not gather five qi. So he was still wondering, how did such a person seriously hurt his eldest son and all the guards
But now, he finally understands why!
Compared with his two good sons that he cultivated carefully in the family, Zhuo Fan is more like a beast killed in a bloody wind. Although the cultivation base is relatively weak, the timing and strength of the shots are extremely fierce and decisive. One move to defeat the enemy, and even one to kill.
In front of Zhuo Fan, his two sons are like flowers in a greenhouse, and they are not rivals at all.
With a wicked smile on his face, Zhuo Fan lifted the boy aloft and said coldly: "With the five-fold cultivation base of gathering energy, this must be your second son, Xue Lin."
"Quickly let him go, otherwise the old man will never let you go!" Xue Wanlong yelled with an anger in his heart.
With a cold smile, Zhuo Fan shook his head non-committal: "If I really let him go, you really won't let me go!"
"Patriarch Xue, no matter what Xiao Ning may have with you, he is now my person. I only hope you can stop here! Otherwise..."
With that said, Zhuo Fan's hand slammed hard, and Xue Lin immediately lost his breath, and his tongue stuck out: "Then you can collect your son's body!"
"do not want!"
Before Xue Wanlong said anything, the little beggar grabbed Zhuo Fan's arm and shook it back and forth, his eyes all begging.
Zhuo Fan was taken aback, this little beggar had a brain problem, why did he speak to the enemy again
Xue Wanlong looked at the appearance of the two, with a complex look in his eyes. But soon, as if he had made some determination, his face became calm.
This made Zhuo Fan startled, a little unclear.
"Boy, what's your name?" Xue Wanlong said lightly.
Zhuo Fan smiled slightly: "I am alone, I am not afraid of you seeking revenge. I am not afraid to tell you, Zhuo Fan!"
"Okay, Zhuo Fan! Do you have to protect him no matter what?" Xue Wanlong pointed to the little beggar, his eyes showed an unprecedented seriousness.
With a cold snort, Zhuo Fan said firmly: "He is my person, I will keep it to the end!"
"Okay, let's make a bet. You let my son go first, and you take me ten moves. If I can't win within ten moves, the old man will stop chasing him from now on, how?"
With his eyes narrowed slightly, Zhuo Fan thought for a moment, revealing a wicked smile. With a flick of his hand, he threw that Xue Lin back.
"Well, you are not afraid that I will break my promise?" Xue Wanlong said loudly as a glimmer of praise flashed in his eyes.
With a sneer, Zhuo Fan said lightly: "If I want to kill him, you can't stop it!"
"Don't be ashamed to say it!" Xue Wanlong was unconsciously angry when he heard this, and shouted, "Ten tricks, take it!"
As soon as the words fell, Xue Wanlong rushed towards Zhuo Fan fiercely, and the powerful aura of the peak of the bone forging realm also unreservedly pressed against him. But Zhuo Fan remained unchanged and stood there quietly.
Xue Wanlong's brows trembled, and he gave a secret compliment in his heart.
However, before he rushed in front of Zhuo Fan, Zhuo Fan stepped on suddenly, not only did not hide, but also rushed forward. This can't help but make Xue Wanlong feel inexplicable. It stands to reason that even if this kid has rich combat experience, it is absolutely impossible to compete with the Bone Forging Realm master! But what...
But the next moment, he knew the reason.
But seeing a flash of light in Zhuo Fan's hand, the evil moon wheel was already in his hand. Accompanied by the shining silver light, Zhuo Fan suddenly accelerated, and instantly deceived Xue Wanlong in front of him. A round from bottom to top, cut straight to him!
"Three-Rank Magic Treasure?"
Seeing this, Xue Wanlong couldn't help being shocked. Quickly turn your feet and flash to the side!
However, at this moment, a red light sprang out from Zhuo Fan's body and flew straight towards Xue Wanlong.
"It's done!"
Zhuo Fan grinned, showing a cold smile with murderous intent.
But at this moment, anomalies suddenly occurred!
Just as the blood infant was about to fly into Xue Wanlong's body, it was bounced back with a "touch". Affected by this rebound, Zhuo Fan was connected to the blood infant's life, and the blood in his heart also swelled. With a crooked hand, the evil moon wheel was actually off the track.
With a silver blade, it struck Xue Wanlong's cheek like a shooting star.
After both of them stopped, Zhuo Fan had already stood where Xue Wanlong was originally, with a solemn expression on his face. He had just planned to use the blood infant to control his body when Xue Wanlong focused his attention on this evil moon wheel, a fatal move!
However, he never expected that the blood infant would be bounced back, and the round that affected him was also missed.
Turning his head to look, there was flashing light on Xue Wanlong's chest, Zhuo Fan's eyes shrank, and he exclaimed, "Second-Rank Defensive Magic Treasure?"
Now he finally knew the reason, and his heart became heavier.
The opponent has a second-grade magic treasure to protect him, so the blood infant in his Qi gathering state is completely useless. In the next battle, he could only rely on the evil moon wheel.
However, he was still bored with the next battle here, but Xue Wanlong was already shocked that his jaw was about to fall off.
How could he have imagined that a cultivator with five levels of energy gathering would have such a terrifying combat power. Just a little bit, his head was about to be completely cut off by that magic treasure.
Fortunately, he arrogantly offered to let the kid take ten moves, and then let them go.
His grandmother, according to the current situation, let alone his ten moves, within these ten moves, it is already very good for Lao Tzu to keep his head!
Thinking of this, he looked at the pair of chain mails in his heart again, and couldn't help but sigh to himself. Fortunately, before he left the house, his father warned him that the person who took Ning'er this time might be a terrifying opponent, and asked him to wear the Heavenly Chain Armor handed down by the family's ancestors. Otherwise, it is estimated that the kid will take a second to himself.
Although the role of the blood infant is still unclear, he already faintly feels that as long as the red light enters the body, he will definitely die!
Thinking of this, he looked at Zhuo Fanna's gloomy eyes as if he was about to eat him, and his cold sweat couldn't help but shed.
This is the first time he has encountered such a terrible opponent. Especially this opponent is just a cultivator with the five levels of Qi Gathering Realm!
"Damn, this kid, is it a monster..." After gritting his teeth hard, Xue Wanlong couldn't help taking a breath...