The cold moon is like frost.

The cold sweat as big as a bean slid down the slightly thin cheeks. Zhuang Yi's body trembled slightly, holding the tree trunk, slowly moving it to the side.

Zhuang Fan approached Zhuang Yi step by step with the mentality of playing with cats and mice. There was a distance of about ten meters between the two.

Looking at his face, he became as pale as paper because of fear; looking at his body, he was trembling because of the threat of death. Zhuang Fan felt extremely satisfied.

"Zhuang Haiyue, in the past, didn't you want to suppress me everywhere? Now, I want you to be the last one from now on." Zhuang Fan's face became a little crazy because of the twisted hatred.

He licked his lips, which became dry due to excitement, and his cold murderous intent came out of his body. There was not much time, and it was enough to play here.

At this moment, Zhuang Yi, who had been retreating, suddenly stopped. The horror on his face disappeared, and replaced by a strange look.

A few words appeared in the lips, "I will be guilty of my own sin, and I will not live."

Zhuang Fan smiled "hehe" and said coldly, "Diet to the point of death, you still dare to be stubborn, go to death..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud "boom" sound, and a wave of overwhelming force surged from his feet. The huge and incompetent true energy in his body, under this force, was like a thin piece of paper, and it collapsed as soon as it rushed.

His body seemed to be thrown out, and Zhuang Fan's consciousness became blurred, and his vision finally froze on the face that made him feel extremely hated. At this moment, the face was full of sarcastic smiles.

"Why?"

This was his last thought. Until he died, he couldn't understand what method Zhuang Yi used to kill him. He was a top-grade martial artist, only one step away from the innate world, and was actually killed by a small martial artist.

The smoke and dust in the sky rose up with the explosion, making the vision blurred.

"Cough, cough."

Seeing Zhuang Fan, who had a murderous intention before, was blown away directly, Zhuang Yi, who was exhausted both physically and mentally, could no longer hold on. His legs became weak and he sat on the ground. He coughed twice gently.

"It's so dangerous." Zhuang Yi wiped a cold sweat. The scene just now was so thrilling. It made him still feel scared.

Who would have thought that Zhuang Fan would suddenly appear at this time?

If he hadn't been calm enough, on the surface, pretended to be frightened and led Zhuang Fan little by little to the trap that was originally set up for the Blood Jade Fox. He would have killed him in one fell swoop, but he would be the one lying on the ground now.

He was able to kill Zhuang Fan, who was two levels higher than him, and was six levels, a master with the strength of a top-grade martial artist, unexpectedly. Thanks to the "Raging Thunder" that had just been made.

According to the appendix of the Xuantian Jue, the roots of the Blood Jade Grass, which are the 1015th treasure list of the Heavenly Materials and Earth Treasures, are refined with the fusion of Xuan Crystals to make a magical weapon. They can absorb the energy of heaven and earth by themselves, and then stimulate them with their thoughts, and can shoot out invincible qi. Its power is equivalent to the full-strength attack of the Blood Jade Fox.

During the refining process, various shapes can be formed at will according to the owner's wishes. However, once the tool is formed, it will be finalized.

Zhuang Yi was unique and refined into a flat cake-like object. Even if it was seen, few people could think that it was actually a very powerful weapon.

He had a flash of inspiration and remembered the landmines in his previous life. This weapon, which is extremely concealed and very troublesome.

In this world, I'm afraid no one would have thought that the attack would come from the underground.

The angry thunder is usually hidden in Zhuang Yi's body. When setting lightning, it only needs to come out from the soles of the feet and bury it into the ground. The gods and ghosts do not know it. When the enemy walks to the position of setting lightning, then trigger it with his thoughts. Anyone can get the Tao.

Sure enough, the first time I used it, I sent Zhuang Fan, the great enemy to the West.

Otherwise, with Zhuang Yi's strength, even with Xuan Jing's help, it would take many years to have the ability to kill Zhuang Fan.

Poor Zhuang Fan has already half his foot innate. At his age of 41, he has a bright future, but he is careless for a moment and dies in a confused manner at Zhuang Yi's hands. He is extremely frustrated.

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Zhuang Yi took a moment of rest, felt a trace of strength recovering from his body, so he struggled to stand up.

Since Zhuang Fan has come after him, it means that the rest of the merchants will not be too far away and must leave this place before they arrive.

He walked over staggeringly and saw a large pit about one meter in diameter on the ground where the thunder exploded. The thunder was inserted diagonally at the bottom of the pit.

He jumped down and picked up the thunder. The red on it had faded and turned into white and transparent. He knew that it was because the energy inside was consumed in this explosion. He had to wait for it to slowly absorb the energy and recover on its own.

After receiving it into his body, Zhuang Yi crawled out of the bottom of the pit with some difficulty. At one glance, he could see Zhuang Fan's incomplete body three or four meters away.

Zhuang Fan's entire lower limbs and below his waist were completely blown into pieces, leaving only half of his body and charred internal organs scattered all over the ground.

Zhuang Yi looked at his face, and Zhuang Fan's eyes were wide open, and his sinister eyes had now turned gray and white.

I turned around slowly, and a strange feeling was brewing in my heart, as if it was pleasure and disgusting, many feelings were mixed together, extremely complicated.

This is the first time he has killed a person with his own hands.

"He deserves to die."

Zhuang Yi took a few steps, silently recited, and dispelled the complex emotions in his heart.

There is another trouble.

After returning to normal, he suddenly remembered that there was a bloody jade fox next to him with uncertain life and death. He couldn't help but be shocked and looked over there, without any movement.

A touch of killing flashed in his eyes. Zhuang Yi picked up the knife and was about to rush over to finish it.

Suddenly, his body paused, his ears moved slightly, and faintly, a sound came from not far from the east.

"The dealer's people are catching up."

Zhuang Yi was shocked and knew that he had lost the best chance to kill it. He immediately turned around without hesitation and left.

After taking a few steps, I suddenly remembered something, took out a red box from my arms, opened the lid, took out the blood jade grass inside, and threw it backwards.

Then, he drilled into the grass in front of him and disappeared without a trace.

About a few minutes later, a figure shot from the top of the tree and landed on this messy clearing.

"It's here."

He cheered and heard a sound from afar, and then he heard countless responses.

"I have to be careful about this beast, even the three elders."

The man who arrived first was extremely alert and looked around. Suddenly, his eyes stagnated and he saw Zhuang Fan lying on the ground with only half of his body left.

He shouted in horror, "Zhuang, Zhuangfan was killed by it."

"What? Fan'er--"

As soon as the words finished, a sad voice sounded from a distance like a thunder. The sad voice echoed in the mountains for a long time.
Chapter completed!