Volume 1 Chapter 36

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With a loud bang, the door of the small courtyard was kicked open, and Yang Ming led the bandits from Heifeng Mountain and rushed in aggressively.

"If you get back the dragon palm, none of the Luo family will be left behind!" Yang Ming waved his hand, and the bandits behind him nodded and rushed forward.

Swish!

With the breeze blowing, Zhuo Fan slowly fell from the roof, blocking their way: "Everyone, this road is not available, you should go back, so as not to lose your life in vain."

Seeing the sudden appearance of a person, the bandits in Heifeng Mountain couldn't help but stunned and stopped. Yang Ming took a step forward and looked at Zhuo Fan coldly, with a sinister arc on the corner of his mouth: "Are you from the Luo family?"

Zhuo Fan nodded and said lightly: "The housekeeper in the Xialuo family, Zhuo Fan."

"Are you Zhuo Fan?" Yang Ming couldn't help being surprised, and a crazy smile appeared on the corner of Yang Ming's mouth, "I didn't think I hadn't found you yet, but you brought it to the door yourself."

"Come here, take his head, the young master will reward him heavily."

"Yes!"

As soon as Yang Ming gave the order, someone immediately responded loudly. As soon as he stepped on it, he rushed towards Zhuo Fan like a cannonball.

Glancing at the man lightly, Zhuo Fan couldn't help sneering, but he had the strength of the second level of gathering Qi, how dare he be the first bird?

With a huff, Zhuo Fan's shot was as fast as lightning, and when the man just came to him, he grabbed his neck. Then he used the Heavenly Demon Great Transformation Technique, and the black qi suddenly overflowed.

In an instant, in the terrified eyes of everyone, the thief turned into smoke and dust in just a few breaths, not even a corpse.

Frightened, Yang Ming couldn't help being horrified. Even when he was in the Nether Valley, surrounded by masters of the magic way, he had never seen such a terrifying method of killing. As for those bandits, they were even more frightened and retreated.

Although Zhuo Fan only killed a trivial character, this terrifying method shocked everyone.

"This... this is the best magic skill!"

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 no way someone like you exists in the Luo family."

With a teasing smile, Zhuo Fan pretended to touch the beard that was not on his chin, and turned into an old voice and said, "Little brother, this old man is an old liar, don't you remember?"

"Oh it's you?"

Seeing him like this, Yang Ming suddenly realized that he was the second-rank alchemist that Lei Yuting brought up the mountain. But since he's already here, then...

The killing intent in his eyes was fleeting, and Yang Ming said coldly, "What about those two people?"

Zhuo Fan knew who he was talking about, shook his head and said with a smile: "Are you an idiot, since I've come here, of course those two people also brought them."

Hearing this, Yang Ming's heart tensed. If the old man and Lei Yuting were to appear, then the Black Wind Mountain Bandits behind him would definitely be out of control.

"I really regretted that I didn't kill the two of you immediately." Yang Mingxu narrowed his eyes, and his Yuan force suddenly released. The strength of the Bone Forging Realm forced the bandit behind him to retreat three meters away in a hurry.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Fan was not panicked, shook his head and smiled and said: "You won't do it, because you didn't see Xiao Cui. You can hide in Heifeng Mountain for so long, which shows that you are an extremely cautious person. You Such a person cannot tolerate any omissions. Without knowing where Xiao Cui's personal maid is, how could it be possible to kill her master? As for the old man, he will naturally show mercy. "

His pupils shrank slightly, and Yang Ming couldn't help being shocked.

He never expected that the person in front of him had never seen him, but he could study him so thoroughly and completely understand his mentality. It is simply more shrewd than those old guys in Nether Valley.

How can such a person keep him?

At this moment, when the bandits heard his words, they also became suspicious.

Yang Ming understands that the time should not be delayed any longer, otherwise if he exposes himself on the spot, the family's plan will be completely in vain. So without saying a word, he stepped on his feet and rushed towards Zhuo Fan suddenly.

Although Zhuo Fan's magic power really shocked him, he also saw that Zhuo Fan was only the fourth level of gathering Qi, and he could kill him with one blow.

Seeing him rushing straight at him so suddenly, Zhuo Fan seemed to be surprised, and he stepped back quickly: "You are a bone forging realm, you will do your best as soon as you come up, don't you want to be embarrassed?"

With a sinister smile, Yang Ming said viciously, "You think I'm the waste of Youquan, and can you find a chance to sneak to death in the end?"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Ming poked his finger out, and the thunder exploded. It was the low-level spiritual martial skill passed down by the Lei family's ancestors, the Thunder Finger.

Yang Ming, who was in the early stage of Bone Forging, used spirit-level martial arts again, obviously to kill Zhuo Fan with one blow.

However, in the face of his fierce attack, Zhuo Fan suddenly stopped his back steps, opened his arms, and looked at him with a relaxed expression. It's just a weird smile on his cheeks.

For a moment, Yang Ming felt a little uneasiness in his heart, but he still rushed over without hesitation.

At this moment, Zhuo Fan suddenly hooked his finger, and a "hum" sounded, and a layer of yellow light appeared around Zhuo Fan, completely wrapping him in.

As soon as Yang Ming hit the yellow light, he was bounced back with a bang, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help spurting out.

"What the hell?"

Yang Ming looked at the sudden light in surprise, completely dumbfounded. He could see clearly just now that the other party just used the strength of one finger to slap him away.

what's this

Why fight?

Isn't that kid in a gathering atmosphere? Didn't Youquan's trash still seriously injure him? How can it be so strong all of a sudden?

Zhuo Fan looked at Yang Ming's surprised eyes and smiled, and slowly formed the seal in his hand: "You are a little stronger than that Youquan, but you are still the same as a waste. And the end of the waste... is death!"

Zhuo Fan's word "death" was bitten very hard, and endless killing intent was suddenly released in his eyes, and the seals in his hands were formed at the same time.

In an instant, a golden dragon suddenly emerged from the ground, flew into the sky, and then swooped down towards Yang Ming and everyone in a circle. The powerful momentum pressed everyone to their knees, and they couldn't stand up again.

Seeing all this, Yang Ming was even more frightened, and wished he would scold him.

Grandma's, the family pits me!

Doesn't it mean that this kid can only sneak attacks, his strength is not very good, how can he have such magical powers? Once this dragon rushes down, all the people here will be smashed to pieces.

This is a strength that only experts in the Sky Profound Realm can achieve!

Those Heifeng Mountain thieves are even more remorseful to the point that their bowels are green. Didn't it say that the Nether Valley led all the masters away, why is there still one here? Damn, the people of the seventh family are really unreliable.

"stop!"

However, just as the golden dragon was about to rush down, a cute shout suddenly sounded. When the bandits heard this, a hope suddenly rose in their hearts. This was the voice of the young lady.

Zhuo Fan snorted coldly and didn't stop at all.

However, at this moment, there was a soft clatter, and dozens of black chains appeared in the dark clouds in the sky. Like a giant hand, the dragon was completely entangled in an instant. As soon as the chain was tightened, it broke into pieces.

His pupils shrank slightly, and Zhuo Fan suddenly looked at the sky.

That black cloud is the support for the three elders of the Nether Valley to hide their bodies.

"There are still people?" His brows wrinkled tightly, and Zhuo Fan understood that there must be elder-level masters in this dark cloud.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

With a loud chuckle, a man in a black robe suddenly flew down from the black cloud and landed in front of Yang Ming. And Lei Yuting also came to Zhuo Fan and glared at him fiercely: "Didn't you just stop it?"

"Anyone standing opposite Lao Tzu is an enemy. Why should Lao Tzu listen to you?" Zhuo Fan ignored Lei Yuting and just stared at the man in black robe opposite.

Lei Yuting pouted and snorted.

"Hey, that old guy Jian Fan asked the old man to take care of the Heifeng Mountain. The old man thought it was an idle job, but I didn't expect that it was really necessary." Down!"

"No, Elder Yun. As I said, I want to personally take Zhuo Fan's head for Junior Brother Youquan." You Ming stared at Zhuo Fan on the opposite side, and said coldly.

Snapped!

Without warning, the man in black robe slapped You Ming with a flick of his hand, and slapped him ten meters away.

"You too?"

The man in black robe looked at him disdainfully, and sneered: "You are not worthy of fighting with him at all, so hurry up and go back to the Nether Valley. What's going on here has nothing to do with you."

"Elder Yun, you..."

You Ming looked at the man in black robe and was completely stunned. It was a kind of naked indifference. There was no him in his eyes. This was something he had never seen before. After all, even in the Nether Valley, he is one of the best disciples, and no elder has ever looked at him with such eyes.

"Why, why?"

With a cold snort, the man in black robe said disdainfully: "I saw you before, regardless of your scheming and talent, you are first-class, you are considered a talent. But today, when I met this young man, this old man realized that you are not even as good as an ant."

With that said, the man in black robe turned to look at Zhuo Fan and said with a smile: "Boy, give you a chance, as long as you are willing to rely on our Nether Valley, our grievances will be forgotten. Otherwise..."

Swish!

The man in black robe threw his arm back, and a black chain suddenly appeared, tying up the dozens of Heifengshan thieves behind him. When they tightened their hands, they all turned into pieces before they could let out a scream.

"Otherwise, just like them."

The rest of the people waited and fled back in fear. The man in black robe ignored it, while Lei Yuting looked at the man in black robe angrily.

Touching his chin, Zhuo Fan laughed and said, "Don't you have to rely on Heifeng Mountain to come forward in Nether Valley, why did you kill them?"

"You're so smart, you don't need me to tell you to understand." The black-robed man smiled hoarsely: "Since the matter has been exposed, it is better to suspect this matter on our heads than to leave a living room for them to grasp the evidence. "

"They? Who are they?" Zhuo Fan raised his eyebrows.

Shaking his head, the man in black robe said lightly, "You will naturally know if you joined us."

Can't help laughing, Zhuo Fan shook his head slowly: "The Nether Valley is in my eyes, just as he is in yours, and ants are not as good."

Zhuo Fan pointed to Youming, and his taunting was beyond words.

When the man in black robe heard this, he couldn't help but get angry: "Boy, aren't you afraid of death?"

Zhuo Fan smiled: "Do you have that ability?"

Hearing this, the man in black robe jumped up suddenly and slashed down at Zhuo Fan with a palm: "Looking for death!"

Zhuo Fan knotted the seal in his hand, and a yellow light appeared immediately, blocking the palm.

Looking at Zhuo Fan's fight with the man in black robe, You Ming was jealous and hated. In the past, he was sent to Heifeng Mountain as the best disciple to perform tasks, but now Zhuo Fan's appearance has completely degraded him.

Even the elders take him

Abandon completely.

"Zhuofan, wait for me." Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, You Ming turned and left.

When Lei Yuting saw it, she immediately chased after him. Soon, both of them disappeared.

Zhuo Fan used the formation to fight with the black-robed man, while noticing all this, shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Oh, silly girl!" Saying this, he instructed the blood baby to follow secretly...