Feeling the intense killing intent in Meng Keer's eyes, Zhang Fan subconsciously took a step back. He also changed from panic to fear now.
"Go to hell!" Meng Ke'er looked at Zhang Fan and said coldly. As she spoke, her body rushed out and slapped Zhang Fan directly on the chest.
Zhang Fan quickly mobilized the zhenqi in his body to resist. Meng Keer's and Zhang Fan's palms collided heavily, and a thunderous explosion came from the point of impact.
When Zhang Fan's body was severely depleted of true energy and his level was lower than Meng Ke'er's, his body was instantly thrown away, and the direction in which Zhang Fan's body was thrown was exactly where the murderer was.
Seeing this situation, the murderer quickly took a step sideways. His eyes when he looked at Zhang Fan were full of schadenfreude. At this time, his attention was neither on the two bags of sodium peroxide in his hand nor on the other side.
It's not about the energy ball in his hand, it's all about watching Zhang Fan's show.
Zhang Fan's attention was always on the energy ball in the murderer's hand. The moment Zhang Fan's body passed the energy ball in the murderer's hand, Zhang Fan's nails quickly pressed on his Yintang, and a drop of blood suddenly fell from his body.
The Yintang position surged out, and immediately after, Zhang Fan injected a ray of Tao Qi and a ray of divination into this drop of blood, allowing them to fully mix with the blood.
Although the whole process sounds very complicated, Zhang Fan moved very quickly, and the whole process happened in a flash of lightning. By the time the murderer noticed Zhang Fan's behavior, Zhang Fan had already finished it all.
Zhang Fan was seen controlling this drop of blood, pressing it towards the direction of the energy ball with lightning speed. The murderer's expression suddenly changed after he had just reacted.
At this time, the drop of blood on Zhang Fan's hand was less than two centimeters away from the energy ball. It would take at least one second for the murderer to mobilize the true energy and Xuanmen energy from his body to the palm of his hand, and another second to activate the energy ball.
The whole process takes two seconds in total, but this drop of blood, under Zhang Fan's control, only takes half a second or even less to travel two centimeters, so the murderer wants to activate the energy ball and attack Zhang Fan.
It is no longer possible to launch an attack.
In this situation, he could only choose to evade, but it was too late.
He had just moved the energy ball three centimeters laterally, and the drop of blood in Zhang Fan's hand was already pressing on the energy ball.
The moment the blood touched the energy ball, the contact point made a "chichi" sound of steam transpiring, and then the drop of blood quickly spread over the entire energy ball like a spark that could start a prairie fire.
spread.
The murderer manipulated the energy ball to move sideways with a panic expression on his face. At the same time, he activated the energy in his body, trying to shake off the sparks here and prevent the spreading drop of blood from rapidly eating up the energy, but he failed.
About two minutes later, the energy ball in the murderer's hand had completely disappeared. In the past two minutes, his posture was like a monkey, making Zhang Fan and Meng Keer laugh out loud.
The murderer stared blankly at the hand that was originally dragging the energy ball, but now it was empty, with bitterness and regret on his face.
He knew very well that Zhang Fan had tricked him again!
Previously, the murderer threatened Zhang Fan with the energy in his hand
, when he wanted to return to the different space in the pit, Zhang Fan received a WeChat message from Duan Cheng. The content of the WeChat message was as follows.
The murderer condensed eleven types of ghosts in order to condense a huge energy ball containing two kinds of energy. If the energy ball is not powerful enough to break it, the blood from the brow mixed with true energy and Xuanmen energy can quickly dissolve it, but
The premise for using this method is that the murderer did not activate the energy ball to attack people.
In other words, if the murderer throws an energy ball and attacks Zhang Fan, the method of mixing the blood between his brows with the Qi and the Xuanmen Qi to dissolve the energy ball will not work. Therefore, Zhang Fan must wait until the murderer does not attack anyone.
When the murderer was caught off guard, he dropped this drop of blood mixed with Zhenqi and Xuanmen Qi onto the ball of energy.
After seeing this message, Zhang Fan took the risk and approached the murderer step by step. However, Zhang Fan discovered that when the two were three meters apart, the murderer had already shown his determination to die. If he really took a step forward, the murderer would really kill him.
He wanted to kill him, so in the end he could only end his plan as a joke.
But Zhang Fan was not willing to let the murderer escape. Under such circumstances, Zhang Fan directed a drama in which he turned against Meng Ke'er. Meng Ke'er looked at her phone midway, and the message was sent by Zhang Fan.
The number of words in his message was actually very few, and he only wrote this sentence.
"We turned against each other and pushed me to the side of the murderer."
Meng Ke'er is still very smart. She not only cooperated with Zhang Fan to complete the play, but also performed it very successfully.
"I have been playing with eagles all year round, and my eye was pecked by an eagle. You little bastard, you have hurt me!" The murderer looked at Zhang Fan angrily and scolded him angrily.
Hearing the murderer's words, Zhang Fan frowned slightly, came to the murderer's side, suddenly raised his hand, and gave the murderer four big mouths in succession.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
There were four crisp sounds on the murderer's face. Under these four big slaps, the murderer stumbled and fell to the ground, and a large amount of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"This is your punishment for your dirty mouth." Zhang Fan looked at the murderer coldly and said.
The murderer called Zhang Fan a "little bastard" four times in total, so Zhang Fan gave the murderer four big mouths.
Looking at Zhang Fan with murderous intent on his face, the murderer's eyes flickered slightly, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
He had just been furious and his head was hot, so he started to curse Zhang Fan. Now four big slaps on his face made him calm down again.
At this time, he knew very well that he was now a piece of fish on the chopping board and had no ability to resist.
At this moment, Meng Keer came to Zhang Fan, took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, and wiped away the remaining blood on Zhang Fan's Yintang. In Zhang Fan's hidden position, there was a piece of paper about half a centimeter long.
, a wound about three millimeters deep.
If this were done to ordinary people, it would leave scars for life, but for Zhang Fan, it was not a disease at all. Zhang Fan directly applied a few silver needles on himself to mobilize the vitality in his body and gather his Yintang.
position, in about two or three minutes, his Yintang position returned to its previous state.
It is much easier for Zhang Fan to cast spells on himself than on others, because he understands his own body far better than he understands other people's bodies.