"Asshole, even if I die today, I want you to die with me!" Hearing this, Zhuo Yun was furious. Following the shout, his left palm suddenly stretched out, his five fingers were slightly spread, and the heavenly energy stirred as fast as
The wind was blowing, but until the palm was extended, there was still a hint of wind.
With the movement of the left palm, the long sword held in the right palm was drawn out diagonally with a flash of blue light. The sword's force was gorgeous, and it went straight across Chaman's neck.
These two moves were as fast as thunder and lightning. Although his skills were damaged, at this moment in desperation, he struck with all his strength and with great momentum, but he still contained extraordinary heavenly power.
"Hehe, as expected, I was poisoned, and my cultivation is not as good as before!" Chaman sneered, raised his body slightly, and swept seven feet across. He sneered, and became more and more cold and cruel, like an owl bird's cry at night.
"Even so, it's enough to kill you!" Zhuo Yun failed with one move, only to realize that his skill had been greatly damaged. He grunted, made a wrong step, and shook the long sword in his hand. In the blink of an eye, he only felt the sword point.
Rain fell all over the sky towards Chaman.
Chaman still refused to attack. With a sad laugh, he slid away a few feet and shouted coldly: "Okay, okay, since you don't want to commit suicide, no wonder I am ruthless and want to get rid of you myself."
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His laughter became more and more gloomy, and his figure was like catkins in the wind. He suddenly dodged in the colorful rain of sword shadows, and then said in a dark voice: "As long as you die, I can also get the magic weapon in the cave. I want to come there."
What the golden monster relies on is its colorless and odorless poison attack, but you can't use it multiple times, otherwise it won't be able to retreat in one blow."
The shadows of his palms flew, and he attacked several times in an instant, but it was obvious that the young master was suffering from a huge poison. Even though his skills were much better than his before, he was no longer his opponent now.
These two people are the top masters among the younger generation. Their speed and power are indeed indescribable. All the strange insects that came close to them were turned into minced meat, but as soon as more than a dozen of them met,
Zhuo Yun, who was poisoned, showed that he was at a loss what to do.
At this time, Zhuo Yun was trembling all over and his face was green. He was afraid that the poison had penetrated into his bones. He knew that it was impossible to kill Chaman today, but he still suppressed himself and said sternly: "Chaman, if you still have some humanity, just
Don't harm my father, just say a word and let me, Zhuo Yun, die in any way, but..."
"Haha, what else is there?" Chaman laughed again, interrupted him, turned his eyes evilly, and said: "Oh, Master Zhuo, don't worry, if you let go, I will definitely let the old man know
Live well. As for Master Zhuo's beautiful wife, I can guarantee that she will live more comfortably after Master Zhuo returns to the west. I will definitely serve her comfortably..."
"You beast!" Before he could finish his words, Zhuo Yun roared again and pounced on him. He flipped his palms and struck, which was a fatal and life-threatening move. He obviously didn't care about his own life or death.
"Hey, my young master, why don't you give up!" Chaman laughed sinisterly, dodging like a flowing cloud. Occasionally, he waved his long sleeves, and the magic weapon came out, making a cunning and sinister move, but
Before the move is used up, he immediately retreats.
At this moment, this guy actually wanted to entangle Zhuo Yun until all his poison was unleashed, causing him to collapse to the ground, and then slowly attack, so that the young master who had been burdened with everything in the past would be tortured to death.
"Of course he won't give up, because it's you who deserve to die today." Suddenly a very cold voice came from behind Chaman, but Ye Fan couldn't stand it any longer, and he stood up suddenly.
As Chaman retreated, he swung the long sword in his hand, and saw a long rainbow that seemed to pass through the sky, striking Chaman's defenseless back, and then heard a scream.
resounded throughout the valley.
Ye Fan succeeded in making a surprise move, and there was a "boom" sound. Chaman's body hit a huge rock hard, and rocks flew suddenly, and a large number of strange insects also fell to the ground and died miserably.
After Chaman's body slid down from the huge rock, he remained motionless and was soon covered by the strange insects. In response, Ye Fan sneered, but did not look at it again.
After slashing open the strange insect that was rushing toward him with another sword, he turned around and came to the side of Zhuo Yun. He took a look at the bloody scene where the strange insect in the sky and Zhuo Yun brought in his men to kill him.
Ye Fan's figure flew by like a meteor, suddenly jumped up again, struck dozens of swords, and rescued those people from the siege of the strange insect. Then the heavenly power surged all over his body, and he instantly stretched out the heavenly power shield, killing all the survivors.
Everyone who came down was wrapped in.
This incident happened in the blink of an eye. The dying Zhuo Yun seemed to be stunned. When he saw the Holy Son badge on Ye Fan's chest, he said: "You are the Saint of the Holy Court."
The Holy Son...Ye Fan?"
Hearing this voice, Ye Fan was slightly startled, then smiled and said: "Do you recognize me?"
"Who in the world doesn't know the name of the Holy Son of the Holy Court?! What's more, the world is already familiar with those unique Holy Sons in golden clothes."
"Hey, I didn't expect that you are very eloquent and know how to deal with people."
"Don't dare."
Ye Fan blinked and chuckled: "It seems that you are not afraid of me. This is a strange thing. For the sake of the magic soldiers, don't you know that I will kill you right away!"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the more than ten surviving men suddenly changed, and they all stepped forward to block Zhuo Yun, and then stared at Ye Fan.
Although Zhuo Yun's expression also changed slightly, he still forced a smile and said: "Your Excellency, you are joking. If you want to kill us, why did you save us just now?"
"Can't I save you first and then kill you?" Ye Fan smiled slightly, swung the sword in his hand, and pushed towards everyone step by step.
"Your Excellency, please stop, otherwise, don't blame me for offending you." Although everyone under Zhuo Yun had panic on their faces, they still shouted in unison.
"Hmph, you are not overestimating your own capabilities!" Ye Fan said coldly, "Humph!" and stepped forward with a leisurely expression. Hearing a burst of "snap", Zhuo Yun's men had more than a dozen palms on their faces, and they all asked Ye Fan to slap them.
Fell aside.
He was slapped so hard that his mouth was full of blood. He could not say another word. Everyone was so stunned by Ye Fan's shocking body movements that his face turned pale and dumbfounded.
After dealing with these obstructive guys, Ye Fan stepped forward with a livid face, suddenly raised his sword and stabbed Zhuo Yun!
It was only then that Zhuo Qu's face changed drastically and he said in surprise: "You... what are you..." Before he could finish his sentence, it was as if someone had strangled his throat and he could no longer say a word.
I saw the long sword in Ye Fan's hand flashing in front of everyone's eyes. He had stabbed Zhuo Yun dozens of times in a row. The blood flowing out from the mouth of the sword was actually black.
"It's strange, do you really not believe that I will take your life? You are so calm." He waved his hand and sucked all the black blood into his hand. He slowly opened his palm, and there were a few drops of blood condensed in the palm, which was actually black.
There seemed to be a faint light flashing.
Seeing this scene, Zhuo Yun breathed a sigh of relief, but then his body shook, and he fell to the ground and said tremblingly, "Thank you for your life-saving grace. I will be rewarded in the future."
Ye Fan smiled slowly and said: "There is no need for a generous reward. Based on my character, I will never rescue you, but you were thinking about your father's safety before you died. You are really a filial son."
, the poisonous blood in your body has been released, and you will regain your power in half an hour, so you can take care of yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan put away the Heavenly Power Shield, and then slashed three swords towards the mouth of the valley like lightning, and actually slashed a path out of the pile of strange insects in the sky.
"Why are you so dazed? Why don't you protect your young master and go out?" Looking back at the dozens of stunned men, Ye Fan shouted coldly.
"Thank you..." Before Young Master Zhuo could finish his sentence, he asked his subordinates to support him and run towards the passage created by Ye Fan like flying. In the blink of an eye, he escaped without a trace, but at this moment,
Among the insect shadows in the sky, a ghostly figure flashed in the distance and chased them.
"You want to leave too, I still have something I want you to do." That figure was none other than Chaman who let Ye Fan strike the rock with his sword. This guy lay motionless and pretended to be dead.
, Ye Fan had already realized it.
With a flick of his finger, there was a flash of silver light, a slight sound of wind, and the figure suddenly screamed miserably. He covered his face with his hands and rolled on the ground. Blood continued to flow out from between his fingers. After a few rolls, it would never happen again.
Moved.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan chuckled lightly, tiptoed, and rushed towards Chaman. Then he lifted him up and dodged to a rock, threw it to the ground, and sneered: "You haven't done anything for me yet.
If you want to run away, you can't."
At this time, Chaman's face was ferocious, and his whole body was covered in blood. After giving Ye Fan a secretly resentful look, he suddenly knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, spare your life... spare your life!"
Ye Fan sighed: "I have seen a lot of villains and villains. When it comes to endurance and cruelty, you, a despicable guy, must be ranked first. Even I have to admire you. In order to pretend to be dead, you can actually do it."
I have to endure the pain of being eaten by those strange insects all my life."
Upon hearing this, Chaman's face became even more sinister, but his body was already shaking. He thought that the pain of the strange insect's bite must be unbearable, so he trembled: "I...I..."
Ye Fan sneered and said: "You and I are all alone. If you don't want to die, I will give you a way to go. That is to go into the hole and take out the magic weapon."
Chaman said in a trembling voice: "I received a blow from you and my strength has been reduced to zero. There is that strange insect guarding the hole. If I enter that hole, wouldn't it mean that I am going to die..."
Ye Fan snorted coldly: "Didn't you say before that the attack method relied on by the strange insect in the cave was poison attack? It has been used once, and it is expected that it can no longer be used again, and the strange insect suffered Zhuo Yun's life at that time.
Although the attack didn't kill it, it must have been severely damaged and its strength was greatly reduced. As a master like you, the Heavenly Master, are you still afraid that you won't be able to subdue that strange insect?"
Chaman said in a loud voice: "Young Master, I... I... am a villain."