With his mind made up, he stopped worrying and floated gently over the roofs of other people's houses along the way, evading the patrolmen without any danger, and arrived outside the courtyard of Ning Mansion.
After walking around the house, he chuckled, and turned into light smoke and entered the Ning Mansion. But as soon as he entered, Ye Fan's expression changed slightly. It turned out that there were many things on the straight white stone road at this moment.
A bright red bloodstain, flashed by the lights of the wind lanterns on both sides, made people even more solemn.
Ye Fan frowned slightly and murmured softly: "It seems that those people have already taken action." He tapped his toes, slightly lifted the corners of his robe, and walked lightly along the blood stains on the street, and saw that the blood stains were getting thinner and thinner.
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Although the Demon Dream City is extremely noisy at the moment, the screams in Ning Mansion can still be heard from time to time, which makes people panic.
He didn't know the situation inside the village, so he didn't dare to break in. After looking around for a while, Ye Fan carefully walked out of the bloody road and entered another door. Looking around, he saw that the ground was still covered with blood, and two men in black clothes
The pretended big man, covered in blood, was lying on the ground struggling.
There were dozens of such people lying next to them, and there were also some corpses that looked like servants of the Ning Mansion lying in a pool of blood. It seemed that a firefight had occurred here, with many casualties on both sides.
The two big men in black who were not yet dead suddenly saw Ye Fan standing at the door, with their heads raised and hissing low, their faces ashen as death.
Ye Fan rushed to a big man in black, squatted down, and asked in a deep voice: "How many of you are here, and how strong are your leaders?"
The big man in black, with blood stains on his face, opened his eyes feebly and said, "I...I...I..." After saying these three words "I", he stretched out his legs, bulged his eyes, and he died.
, but his eyes were still staring, and blood was pouring from the corners of his mouth.
"What bad luck!" Ye Fan cursed secretly, stood up, and reached the side of another big man in black, only to see that this man had already died.
He let out a long sigh. It was a pity that he didn't get any useful information. Looking at the blood stains all over the place, he felt hesitant in his heart. Suddenly, something moved in his heart. He looked at the dead men in black and chuckled.
Take off a completely black outfit and put on one.
Without further delay, he followed the path in the courtyard and slowly sneaked towards the place where there were still lights.
Along the way, Ye Fan discovered that there had been bloody battles in several places. It seemed that the security of Ning Mansion was also very tight, and it was not easy for the bounty hunters to get it.
After bypassing these places, Ye Fan stopped in front of a four-story attic. Looking up, Ye Fan was startled by the number of people on both sides.
After so many battles, there were actually hundreds of people here divided into two sides, fighting each other.
Each of them had a long sword with a horizontal angle in his hand. When reflected by the moonlight, he felt that the sword was shining brightly and the cold air invaded his body.
These well-dressed men stood side by side, in two rows. One row was made up of men in solid black clothes, and the other row was of various colors. There were servants in servant uniforms, and some in samurai uniforms. They must be from the Ning Mansion.
Guarded.
But among these people, there are only more than a dozen destiny practitioners, and the others are all ordinary warriors.
At this moment, an angry shout suddenly came from the crowd, "Master! I have fled to Demon Dream City. I have escaped so far away. Why do you have to kill them all?"
Angry voices floated in the courtyard, echoes came, and amid the buzzing, an old man dressed in extremely fine clothes slowly walked to the center of the courtyard with a long sword tilted in his hand. He had a broad forehead and deep cheeks, and his eyes were like an eagle.
Yet it is intimidating.
Ye Fan was slightly surprised and murmured, "The wind element destiny person is still a high-ranking heavenly master. This old man has such a high level of cultivation. Could it be that he is the master of Ning Mansion?"
"I really didn't expect that since you have already entered the realm of a superior heavenly master, you are only one step away from advancing to the realm of a heavenly king!" At this time, a man in black suddenly pulled off the mask on his head, but he was a middle-aged scribe.
After seeing the old man's cultivation, his expression changed slightly, but then a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Second brother, you should have that elixir in your hand. I asked you to guard the elixir that day, but you actually
If you dare to sneak away with the elixir, if you are wise, hand over the elixir obediently, and maybe you will die happily."
As he spoke, he raised his sleeves and swayed, arriving in front of the old man.
"Ask me to protect the elixir? Damn, that elixir is originally an ancestral property of my family! Don't think I don't know that you sent people to steal it from my house in the first place. For this reason, I swore to join you, just to regain it.
Prescription!" When the old man heard this, he was so angry that he laughed.
"Oh, I didn't expect that there was such a thing in between. I really didn't believe it before. With your character, you would do such a thing. It turns out that the elixir is your ancestral inheritance. But, hum! Even so,
What can we do? Don’t forget, there is no reason to return what the bounty hunter has obtained." After a cold sound, the middle-aged scribe said coldly.
The old man sneered: "Don't talk nonsense. It is absolutely impossible for me to hand over the elixir recipe today. If you have any skills, please show them. I really want to know what subtle tricks you have, how dare you sell them like this."
Crazy, just kill me in Ning Mansion."
"Really? Then I'll let you know what I'm capable of." The middle-aged scribe's face showed a hint of murderous intent, and he jumped forward.
"Clean and neat, just right for my taste, Ning!" The old man snorted coldly. He stretched out his hand to pull the buckle on his chest, and withdrew the long sword into his hand. With a shake of his hand, he saw the sword stars dotted like flowers raining from the sky, colorful.
Fei Luo turned out to be a low-ranking magic soldier.
"Magic soldiers? No wonder you dare to be rebellious. However, you think you can fight against us with human magic weapons. You are really wishful thinking." The middle-aged scribe said expressionlessly. With a wave of his hand, the two heavenly masters beside him raised their hands at the same time.
, a crimson spear appeared in his hand, and then he shot it out, turning into two balls of crimson flames that merged into one.
A long spear with flames all over its body slowly formed and fell into the hands of the middle-aged scribe.
Seeing this scene, the old man's face changed.
The middle-aged scribe looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "Second Master, you will die now." He finished his sentence, and the musket in his hand suddenly cut out like a snake. The blame was that the spear did not greet the old man, only that he
All around, a curtain of light formed.
"Another magic weapon? But why can this magic weapon be divided into three and turned into three fake magic weapons?" Seeing this scene, Ye Fan was confused, but he finally understood the ins and outs of this matter.
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The firelight collided with the wind blade, and the hot energy flowed together, turning into bursts of sharp light, sweeping in all directions.
This Heavenly Master is holding magic weapons to fight, it looks amazing.
Some ordinary body refiners and some low-level destiny practitioners standing nearby retreated and hid. With such lethality, as long as they touched even a little bit, it would be enough to kill them.
Ye Fan smiled slightly and took advantage of the chaos to blend into the crowd. The night was hazy, and he was as fast as lightning. In a flash, he quickly reached the downstairs, and then with a push of his feet, he stood lightly on top of a big man.
beside.
The whole process was completed in an instant, and no one present noticed Ye Fan's arrival at all.
Ye Fan blended into the crowd and stood next to a big man with sparse features. The big man looked at Ye Fan strangely and felt doubtful. This man looked very familiar, but when he saw the black clothes on his body, he must be from his side.
The man said nothing.
At this time, changes had taken place on the battlefield. Although the magic weapon used by the old man was extremely magical, but with one against three, and the opponent also had magic weapons, the natural force was not as good as it. In the sudden confrontation, the old man was quickly at a disadvantage.
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Some of the Ning family members present obviously knew that something was wrong, and they desperately wanted to help the old man, but they were always surrounded by the men in black and did not dare to move.
At this time, the middle-aged scribe laughed sinisterly and said: "Second brother, do you really want us to go to the trouble of taking action? Now that you have the opportunity, if you don't make a decision immediately, I'm afraid you will die even worse later."
The masked middle-aged man's face turned pale at this moment. He paused for a while, then suddenly stopped and gritted his teeth and said, "I would rather the second child know that I'm sorry for the boss, so I will spare my child's life because of my past kindness."
The middle-aged scribe sneered and replied: "After all, you were once one of us, so why are you saying such things now? Don't you know the temper of our five bounty brothers, and you will still let you stay?"
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After hearing this, the old man's face changed tragically, and he shouted angrily: "You actually want to drive everyone to death, and I want to keep you and bury you together!" As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a hissing sound coming from his teeth, and his body became inflated.
His body swelled up, and he raised his right index finger and middle finger, and the elemental power in his body was rioting.
The wind in the sky also became violent.
"Wind Blade Thousand Cuts!" The old man spat out a low and hoarse voice slowly, followed by a majestic wind pressure rising from the sky. Like a hurricane when a sea storm comes, the strong wind filled the entire place.
courtyard.
"This is a forbidden move that can only be performed by the wind element destiny person who has reached the realm of heavenly king. How can you do it? Hey, what is in your hand? Is the wind element beast core still at the heavenly king level?" At this time, the middle-aged scribes saw the old man.
After sending out such a terrifying power, everyone looked at each other in shock, holding muskets in hand, and quickly retreated.
In the strong wind, wind blades glowing with light cyan light began to appear around the old man.
These extremely sharp small wind blades form a circle of wind blades under his instructions. They move very fast, spinning in mid-air, making a whistling sound of breaking through the air. This weird wind blade, just from
The majestic look makes people feel frightened and frightened.
In order to create more wind blades in one breath and form a wind blade array to achieve a mass killing effect, the old man desperately tried to extract the elemental power from his body. By the time he released the second set of wind blades, his face was already red.
Jiang Zi, trembling all over, shaky.
He has been cultivating the wind element for fifty or sixty years. Now with the help of the wind beast core of the Heavenly King stage in his hand, he can display such a wind blade in one breath. However, compared to the real 'Wind Blade Thousand Slashes', the power is still far behind.
It's less, but even so, it's enough.
The power of the elements in the body has been extracted to the limit. If they are not released, I am afraid that I will have a backlash and I will not be able to control these wind blades.
"Go!" the old man shouted, waved his hands, and the wind blades, as if they were spiritual, shot out in the direction of the crowd he pointed at. In an instant, the wind blades burst into thousands of tiny pieces of light,
Eye-catching.
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
The small wind blade array composed of wind blades blew past the men in black on the opposite side like a gust of wind, including Ye Fan of course, but he saw the opportunity early. When the old man shouted angrily, he knew it was not good and did not say anything.
, he used all his strength to use Seven Stars to dodge out, shouting bad luck in his heart, even if he was hiding in the dark, he could make people jump up and down.
But other people are not as lucky as Ye Fan. Anyone who blocks the way of the wind blade, whether it is a destiny person or an ordinary body refiner, regardless of flowers, grass, trees, mud, stone and iron, will encounter those wind blades without exception.
, were all shattered.
At least most of the men in black in the courtyard were violently attacked by the wind blade, screaming and falling to the ground. Some were seriously injured, and some were killed on the spot.
The breeze was blowing everywhere, but when it dissipated, the courtyard was full of mourners, with scattered corpses and body parts everywhere. It was really like Shura Hell.
Even the middle-aged scribe let out a long scream, stepped back a few steps, and hit the stone wall behind him. His clothes and pants were completely ruined and fell down. He was completely naked, but he had streaks of light intertwined together to form armor.
It is actually a defensive counterfeit magic weapon.
"Do you have fake magic soldiers to protect you?" The old man was regretful and angry, and said with a sinister look.
"What a wind blade, a thousand cuts, a thousand blades are shattered." The middle-aged scribe showed a look of fear. Although he had escaped in time and was protected by fake magic soldiers, there were still a few blood marks on his body.
The palms of my hands felt wet, and I didn't know when warm blood had flowed out of them.
He raised his hand and looked at it. I don't know when there was a bloody hole in his palm. It seemed that it was stabbed by those wind blades just now.
He looked sideways at the other two powerful Heavenly Kings. There were several smooth and neat incisions on one heart, penetrating through the ribs from the chest to the back, and gurgling blood was gushing out, flowing all over the floor.
, has been dead for a long time.
The other one stood in front of him, with several wind blades piercing his body at the same time. He had no breath at all, and he was probably dead.
Unexpectedly, the old man's life-saving blow actually killed two high-ranking heavenly masters. It was really incredible.
After performing the 'Wind Blade Thousand Slashes', the head was exhausted and all the energy in his body was lost. He fell to the ground with a 'plop', his face was pale, and traces of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. His eyelids were extremely heavy, and it seemed that he might die at any time.
Close it forever.
The middle-aged scribe rolled his eyes, with a ferocious expression on his face, and rushed to the old man. Just as he was about to slap him down with his palm to avoid future troubles, he suddenly heard a clear voice: "That big boss, do you still want your life?"
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The voice was very strange. The words were erratic, as if they changed directions every time they said a word. After saying these words, they actually changed dozens of directions. I didn’t know who it was or where it came from.
, the middle-aged scribe, was slightly startled, and sneered: "What kind of rat, how can you say this if you don't meet me when you are born?"