The weasel spirit monster that fell into the big net of fortune-telling energy struggled fiercely, but the more he struggled, the more the net composed of fortune-telling energy shrank, and after a while, the weasel spirit monster spirit body was completely lost.
The ability to struggle.
Zhang Fan's Taoism is already superior to that of the weasel spirit. Even when the weasel spirit is at its peak, he is no match for Zhang Fan. What's more, Yuan Lizhi has consumed most of the weasel spirit's energy, so the weasel has no resistance.
ability.
After Zhang Fan checked Yuan Lizhi's pulse, he said: "There is nothing serious about your body. It's just that the Tao Qi in your body has been depleted, which caused your body to be weak. Please sit down and rest for a while. Thank you for your hard work."
Zhang Fan very carefully helped Yuan Lizhi sit on the ground.
"It's not hard, Mr. Zhang." Yuan Lizhi said with a smile. Yuan Lizhi really enjoyed the process of successfully working for Zhang Fan. On the one hand, it was to repay Zhang Fan for saving his life back then, and on the other hand, he was willing to give Zhang Fan
Such a person who values love and justice does things.
After Yuan Lizhi started practicing, Zhang Fan turned his attention to the weasel spirit in the web of divination energy.
"Who ordered you to plant the soul-piercing sword on Yu Shan's body?" Zhang Fan asked coldly.
The weasel spirit glanced at Zhang Fan timidly and said: "Master Zhang, I will tell you the murderer behind the scenes, can you let me go?"
"No." Zhang Fan replied decisively.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the weasel spirit's pupils shrank slightly, and then he asked, "Why?"
"If I let you go today, it will leave a huge safety hazard for the uncle and nephew of the Yu family." Zhang Fan replied calmly.
"While I'm telling you about the murderer behind the scenes, I will also destroy the soul-piercing sword on Yu Shan's body." The weasel spirit said, "This way there will be no safety risks."
"If you remove the soul-breaking sword from him, his life is not in danger for the time being, but who can guarantee that you will not harm them again in the future?" Zhang Fan asked in return.
"Mr. Zhang, I keep my word. I promise not to harm them again! I just ask you to let me go." The weasel spirit said quickly.
Zhang Fan did not immediately answer whether he had released the weasel spirit. He just glanced at the weasel spirit and then fell into silence.
Seeing that Zhang Fan didn't give his answer for a long time, Weasel Spirit felt really anxious.
In this anxious mood, he suddenly thought of something. Zhang Fan lured him out to find out the real culprit behind the scenes and save Yu Shan. Only he could break the soul-piercing sword on Yu Shan.
To a certain extent, he has the initiative. He is qualified to negotiate in front of Zhang Fan. There is no need to be humble at all.
"If the trouble really comes to a head, I will most likely lose my soul, but if the soul-piercing sword attacks Yu Shan, I will die suddenly. One life is worth another." The weasel spirit smiled faintly.
"Are you threatening me?" Zhang Fan glanced at the weasel spirit and said calmly.
"How dare I threaten you? I just told you a fact." The weasel spirit said in a nonchalant manner, "If you agree, I can tell you the real culprit behind the scenes now, but it will be solved by Shan Shen.
I need to do it after I am completely safe before I can wear the Soul Sword. I am afraid that you will break your promise after I have done both of these things. You must have always been known for your justice and kindness, and you should not be able to bear to see Yu Shan die like this.
Alright."
Through the Weasel Spirit's words and deeds, how could Zhang Fan not see the Weasel Spirit's thoughts? He wanted to take the initiative, make himself compromise, and force himself to make concessions.
Zhang Fan knew in his heart that even if he made a concession, the weasel spirit might not be able to let go of the mountain or let go of the uncle and nephew, so no matter what, it was impossible for Zhang Fan to make a concession.
"You can activate the soul-piercing sword now and kill Yu Shan." Zhang Fan pointed at Yu Shan and said.
As soon as Zhang Fan said this, everyone including the weasel spirit was stunned. They really did not expect Zhang Fan to say this.
"Stop being stunned, do it!" Zhang Fan continued to urge, "Kill him now, and then I will scatter your soul immediately. It is fair to exchange one life for another."
The weasel spirit looked at Zhang Fan and his eyes flickered.
"Otherwise, that's okay, I'll just make your soul pierce to pieces. According to the properties of this soul-piercing sword, when your soul pierces to pieces, the soul-piercing sword on Yu Shan will also be triggered, so you can go on the road together." Zhang Fan continued.
After saying that, the network of divination energy that Zhang Fan continued to control shrank rapidly, and the weasel spirit's soul was squeezed smaller and smaller, and under this squeezing, the weasel spirit's soul appeared
There were many cracks and severe pain, causing the weasel spirit to let out sounds of pain one after another.
"Ouch..."
Just when the weasel spirit's soul body was compressed to one-half of its original soul volume, the weasel spirit couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, please show mercy!"
The weasel spirit never imagined that Zhang Fan, who prided himself on being just and kind-hearted, would be so cruel as to kill him at the expense of the mountain.
In fact, Zhang Fan is not cruel, but Zhang Fan sees the other party's thoughts and strategies. The weasel spirit wants to use Zhang Fan's justice and kindness as a condition to force Zhang Fan to submit.
If they want to break the situation, Zhang Fan must do the opposite. If they obey the weasel spirit, not only will they not be able to break the situation, but they will also be completely passive, which may really harm Yu Shan and even the Yu family.
"If I show mercy now, I will have to quarrel with you later. I really don't want to quarrel with you anymore, so you two can go on the road together." Zhang Fan waved his hand indifferently.
While Zhang Fan was speaking, the large net composed of fortune-telling energy gathered together again, and the cracks on the weasel spirit's soul became more and more, and some locations had already fallen off the weasel's soul.
, turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared completely.
"Mr. Zhang, I won't tell you anymore. I said... I will tell you everything. Also, I will destroy the soul-piercing sword that fell on Shan's body right away." Weasel Spirit said repeatedly.
While the weasel was talking, a wisp of demonic energy spurted out from the weasel's body, drifted in the direction of Yu Shan, and then sank directly into Yu Shan's Yintang. Yu Shan's eyelids rolled slightly, and his body was beaten.
He was so excited that he fell down on the sofa. After about two or three minutes, Yu Shanfang slowly opened his eyes.