Fang Yan, who was at the peak of the third stage of the second realm, faced off against the Yingui old lady, who was at the fourth stage of the second realm. In the first twenty rounds, Fang Yan was always at a disadvantage and was almost defeated, but the second
After ten rounds, although Fang Yan's realm has not been broken through, his combat effectiveness has obviously improved and he is already on par with the old lady Yin Gui.
After another ten rounds, the old lady Yin Gui Lai began to be at a disadvantage. Fang Yan spent another twenty rounds to defeat the old lady Yin Gui Lai. At the moment when he defeated the old lady Yin Gui Lai, Fang Yan's momentum suddenly changed.
Soaring, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was continuously poured into Fang Yan's body.
Zhang Fan looked at Fang Yan with a face filled with relief, it was finally not in vain!
The old lady Yin Gui, who was defeated and whose soul was about to collapse, smiled bitterly, "I am a stepping stone for Daozu and I am a fish. What can he do?"
After Fang Yan's breakthrough was completed, he walked towards Zhang Fan excitedly with a smile on his face, "It's done! Mr. Zhang! It's done!"
"Congratulations!"
Zhang Fan said sincerely.
Then, he saw Zhang Fan wave his hand and arrest the ghostly old lady in front of him, and then release the spirit body of the weasel spirit. All these ghosts and monsters looked at Zhang Fan with low eyebrows.
"Master, there is a reason why we cut off the villagers' hands. You can't listen to their words. They are framing us."
The weasel spirit pointed at Li Ruibao on the side and said with an aggrieved face.
"Yes, yes, we do all this for a reason."
The old lady Yin Gui also quickly added, "The two people whose right hands I cut off robbed my tomb in the early years and took away many of the funerary objects in my tomb."
"Those people whose right hands I cut off hurt my body."
The weasel spirit spirit body answered.
"Only one person pressed your tail. The other four people didn't touch you. Don't confuse things here."
Zhang Fan looked at the weasel spirit and scolded him.
The expression of the weasel spirit changed slightly, and it looked at Zhang Fan awkwardly.
"In addition, you are standing in the middle of the road, blocking everyone's way. People try to walk as close to the side as possible so as not to touch your body. They do not intentionally press your tail, but you are deliberately retaliating."
Zhang Fan continued.
The weasel spirit's ghost body became more and more ugly, because what Zhang Fan said was true.
"And you."
Then, Zhang Fan turned his attention to the ghostly old lady, "They stole your tomb, and you cut off their hands. From an understanding point of view, I can understand it. After all, everything has a cause and effect!"
But if you continue to help the weasels and monsters to harm the villagers, there will be a problem."
Seeing that the old lady Yin Gui wanted to refute, Zhang Fan directly interrupted: "Don't quibble, I sent the Yin Gui who died in the car accident."
The ghostly old lady had no choice but to lick her lips and sighed heavily with some regret. Why did she believe that smooth-talking guy?
"Master, the two of us have more wealth than the combined wealth of this village. You...hehe..." A sly smile appeared on the face of the weasel spirit soul. Since it doesn't make sense, then use benefits to impress
other side.
A nervous look immediately appeared on Li Ruibao's face. The eight thousand yuan he could provide was too little. He was really afraid that the two masters in front of him would defect at this time.
"We come from a large sect, and we don't lack money, nor do we lack natural resources, so don't waste your time here."
Zhang Fan didn't want to waste time here, so he directly came up with a reason that was enough to silence the weasel spirit.
Li Ruibao breathed a sigh of relief, while the weasel spirit and the ghost old lady looked disappointed.
"Master, you can do whatever you want with me. I have only one request. I hope you can spare my life."
The weasel spirit looked at Zhang Fan with a begging look on his face.
"Don't let us lose our minds."
The ghostly old lady also followed closely.
"If you answer my questions truthfully, I can prevent you from losing your mind."
Zhang Fan said.
As soon as these words came out, a look of relief appeared on the faces of the weasel spirit and the ghost old lady.
"But, you all have to go to the underworld."
Zhang Fan added.
"Master, don't..."
Before the weasel spirit finished speaking, Zhang Fan interrupted directly, "There is no need to discuss this matter. If you don't want to, I will make your souls fly to pieces right now."
Judging from the weird weasel spirit in front of him, if he were left in the human world, Li Ruibao and his village would definitely suffer disaster.
"Okay, I'll go to the underworld, I'll go to the underworld."
The weasel spirit said helplessly, "If you have any questions, please ask."
The ghost old lady was supposed to go to the underworld, so she didn't talk nonsense at all.
"Do you know the legend about the battle between the dragon and the python in the Xixia royal tomb?"
Zhang Fan asked.
After hearing Zhang Fan's words, the weasel spirit and the ghost old lady looked at each other.
Fang Yan noticed the actions of the two of them and said in a deep voice: "After you finish speaking, we will not immediately let you into the underworld. We will detain you in a small porcelain bottle to verify your words. Once we find you
If you try to deceive us, you will eventually lose your soul."
As soon as these words came out, the pupils of the weasel spirit and the ghost old lady shrank slightly.
"How dare we deceive two masters?"
The weasel spirit said quickly, "Not only have I heard of it, but I am also one of the spectators."
Zhang Fan and Fang Yan's eyes lit up at the same time, and there was really an unexpected gain.
"Actually, it was not a battle between a real dragon and a giant python, but a battle between a virtual shadow of a real dragon and a giant python drawn by a real dragon's feet. That battle was definitely earth-shaking, even if it was just a moment.
A true dragon's foot can beat the giant python to pieces."
The weasel spirit said somewhat sadly, with a hint of envy still in his eyes.
"What you mean is that the giant python spirit was defeated, so where did the real dragon foot go in the end?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"It seems that you are here to find the real dragon's feet."
The weasel spirit smiled.
"right."
Zhang Fan answered calmly, and then said in a deep voice, "Answer my question."
Looking at Zhang Fan's gloomy look, Weasel knew in his heart that if he opened his mouth to talk about conditions again, Zhang Fan would probably not give him another chance to speak and would directly crush his soul, so he didn't talk nonsense this time.
"The phantom of the real dragon represented by the real dragon's feet plunged into Shouling after defeating the giant python spirit."
The weasel spirit said bluntly.
Shouling is the tomb of Renzong Li Renxiao, and the tomb number is seven.
"Apart from this, have you seen other situations that are conducive to me seizing the true dragon's feet?"