As soon as Ye Fan entered the guest room, he immediately felt several sharp eyes staring at him. Under the vigilant gaze of those people, Ye Fan followed the old dean expressionlessly.
But Ye Fan was still slightly startled, and soon relaxed. It was natural that there were many masters guarding the place where the treasures of the academy were placed, and they were not necessarily here for him.
After passing through this room and pushing open a heavy secret door, rows of cold iron frames appeared in front of Ye Fan. The iron frames were filled with ancient wooden and metal boxes.
Since the first step into this room, Ye Fan has felt a subtle strange fluctuation. The fluctuation is like a trickle, like a light breeze, if it is there or not, it is elusive.
"I didn't expect that there are so many restrictions here!" Now Ye Fan's spiritual sense is much more sensitive to the outside world than ordinary people.
The old dean seemed unaware and said: "Look, the boxes here contain all treasures. Most of them are priceless good things. Open the box and take it away if you like it."
Ye Fan nodded slightly and stepped forward to open some boxes. After a while, he checked dozens of treasures: a sharp green blood magic crystal, a golden snake core, several volumes of advanced techniques, and some rare formulas.
, some bottles and jars, and some items whose functions Ye Fan didn’t know.
"Why, you haven't found anything you like yet?" At this time, the old dean picked out several crystal stones, jade pendants, bracelets, and crystal carvings from somewhere, and said with a smile: "I like to play with these things at any time. You can see
Take a look, if you don’t like it, you can look for it again.”
Ye Fan glanced at the things the old dean was playing with, his heart moved, he picked up one of the cyan crystal balls, felt it carefully, and suddenly felt happy.
"Why, you like this little thing?" Seeing Ye Fan pick it up, Lao Yuanzhi Weiwei said a little puzzled, "This is an energy crystal ball, an important part of the random roll. You want this thing,
Don’t you still have that rare thing like the random teleportation scroll with you?”
"Why do I have that kind of thing? I just don't want to set up a restricted formation on my island. I just lack something to supply energy. I think this energy crystal ball seems to be useful." Ye Fan said.
Haha, casually.
"Really?" The old dean looked at Ye Fan with obvious disbelief, but still didn't say anything else. He took out a green card and said, "This is an unowned green card. There are 50 million star beads in it. Just buy it from me."
Your magic soldier's money, boy, don't look at my old man again in the future, this is a clean deal!"
"Okay, bring it here, I never gave you a wink!" Taking the card from the old dean's hand with one hand, Ye Fan rolled his eyes and said.
"You?" The old dean was stunned, feeling depressed, and said no, so what does this rolling look mean? Today's young people are really becoming more and more disrespectful of the elderly.
"I'm leaving." He put the energy crystal ball and the green card into his hand, glanced at the long-faced old dean, Ye Fan smiled slightly, and walked out of the holy courtyard.
Coming to the street, after thinking for a moment, Ye Fan walked towards the tavern. There were too many things that happened during the gambling and killing this time. It was better to drink some wine and think calmly. Thinking of this... Ye Fan walked in leisurely.
Tavern.
He raised his head and drank a glass of strong fire wine. A burning feeling penetrated his heart and spleen. He opened his mouth and breathed out the smell of alcohol. This was already the tenth glass of wine that Ye Fan drank in a row. Only then did his heart stop.
He calmed down slightly in his excitement. After all... no matter who it was, he would probably be shaking all over with more than twenty pieces of earth-level magic weapons on his body. It was already very difficult for him to endure it until now.
He gently picked up the eleventh glass of wine and was about to drink it. Suddenly... Ye Fan clearly felt that a pair of cold eyes fell on his back!
As soon as he came out of the jungle, Ye Fan spread his spiritual consciousness around him to guard against unusual situations. Unexpectedly, someone actually stared at him.
After slowly drinking the eleventh glass of wine, Ye Fan turned around and glanced casually. From the corner of his eyes, he clearly saw the person watching him.
That was a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old. At this moment... he was sitting at the table without saying a word. Although he was no longer looking at himself, Ye Fan was sure that it was this person who was looking at him.
Own!
"What a good boy, how dare you blatantly target yourself? I want to see how much you can do!" After drinking the last glass of wine, Ye Fan stood up and threw a star bead on the table.
, just walked out of the tavern.
Walking silently on the street, his spiritual consciousness was firmly locked on the young man's body. Sure enough... As soon as he left the tavern, he also checked out and left, following him not far or close, but his concealment
The skill of breathing is really incredible. If he hadn't been strong in spiritual consciousness and had been paying attention to him, he would never have thought that someone was following him.
With a cold smile, Ye Fan slowly turned into a narrow dark alley. The young man hesitated slightly, and after a closer look, followed Ye Fan into the dark alley.
After turning a corner, Ye Fan stopped, turned around, leaned gently against the wall, cut off all breath, and waited for the arrival of the young man.
After a while... the young man's brisk footsteps sounded, and soon the young man quickly flashed out, and then stared at Ye Fan standing in front of him with his mouth open, probably thinking why the man in front of him didn't leak at all.
When I came out, if I hadn't seen such a person standing in front of me, I would have thought that there was a ball of air in front of me.
With a slight smile, Ye Fan turned his head, looked at him lightly and said: "I know you are interested in me, how about it? Now can you tell me who sent you, and what do you want to do with me?"
"Of course...kill you!" A hoarse and cold voice came out of the mouth of the young man in front of him, then he looked at Ye Fan strangely, turned around and ran away.
"Why do you have to run if you kill me?" Ye Fan sneered, his body suddenly rose into the air, and after borrowing strength from the wall in the corner several times, he landed on the other side of the corner!
When Ye Fan stood with his back against the wall again, the boy had just turned the corner. When he saw Ye Fan appearing ghostly in front of him, he trembled obviously, then quickly turned around and glanced back, and again
Run back.
"Still want to run!" Shaking his head, Ye Fan jumped up again, and after a few consecutive flashes on the wall, he appeared in his original position again. Only then did the young man turn around the corner again, and then faced
Ye Fan smiled slightly.
"Smiling at me?" This move obviously made Ye Fan stunned and confused. Just when he couldn't figure it out, his expression suddenly changed.
He was keenly aware that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere, and a feeling of extreme danger came over him. This feeling was very familiar to him! Could there be an ambush around him? And it was another person.
There is a very clever killer?!
Just when Ye Fan was thinking about this, he only heard a "hoo" sound...
Suddenly, a figure shot out from a dark place like a ghost, like a thunderbolt and lightning. The sword in his hand glowed brightly, carrying vast energy fluctuations and unreturning murderous intent! The target was himself!
"What's wrong, it turns out that I fell into someone else's trap early." Ye Fan touched his nose with a wry smile. He didn't expect that the young man sitting in the restaurant was just a decoy. The real killer was not him. It's really good.
It’s a calculation.
But at this time, Ye Fan had no time to sigh, because he suddenly felt that with the arrival of this black shadow, the surrounding air seemed to be drawn into a vacuum in an instant! Everything was gathered into the long sword that stabbed down like lightning.
Above!
A top-notch killer!
A first-class assassin!
What kind of force cultivated such a person, and why did they deal with him?
But today, no matter what, we cannot let such a person leave. It is really uncomfortable to have such a killer thinking about your life all the time.
Thinking of this, without any consideration, Ye Fan jumped up at the same time, instantly summoned the gourd sword and flashed a rainbow in the sun. With a bit of sad surprise, he came first to meet the man in black.
.
"Qiang!"
When the two swords met, a loud sound was heard, deafening!
The fierce sword energy overflowed from the intersection of the two swords, like a sudden attack by a wind blade. There were shocking sword marks left on the surrounding walls. With a "boom", the walls were not thick enough.
Suddenly he stepped over, and the broken mud and rocks swayed and fell to the ground!
With this sword strike, Ye Fan only felt his wrist go numb, and an unusually huge force hit him. He couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, and he stepped back three steps in a row before he stabilized his body.
In fact, the cultivation level of this black-clothed killer is not very high. At most, he has only reached the realm of the Eight-Star Emperor. But the scary thing is that this man can condense all his body's skills into a single point. Such an attack method is really unheard of, and it also makes Ye Fan
Extremely shocked.
You must know that it is not easy for Ye Fan to concentrate all his power on one point, let alone this little killer who only has the realm of the Eight-Star Emperor!
At this time, the man in black felt uncomfortable after being hit by Ye Fan. Under the violent impact force, he somersaulted seven or eight times in a row, flying far away until it disappeared.
With the fierce force of Ye Fan's sword, he fell to the ground gently and skillfully. The face behind the black scarf twitched, and then there was a 'pop' sound, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!
"Hey!" Ye Fan, who was about to attack again, suddenly let out a startled cry. He found that the figure of the masked man in black seemed a bit familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he remembered that this person was not the one who followed him last time.
Himself, and the mysterious boy whom I let run away?
Thinking of this, Ye Fan's face turned cold: "It seems that you have been paying attention to me for a long time. Tell me who you are and which force you belong to, and I can let you go!"
He believed that it was not just these two people who came. This was a very well-organized killer group. It could be seen from their tracking, spotting, and trapping that they must have backup.
The masked boy opposite said nothing, and seemed to disdain to speak. Suddenly, his body moved like a ghost, and like a puff of blue smoke, he crossed the eighty-foot distance between the two people and attacked Ye Fan again.
"Hmph, I don't know what to do!" He snorted coldly. Ye Fan's body moved too fast, leaving a series of afterimages behind him! When the masked boy was dazed, the gourd sword in Ye Fan's hand suddenly appeared.
in front of him.
Facing this sword, the masked boy didn't have time to think too much, maybe he didn't think anything at all. He circled in mid-air, raised his head and feet, and swung his sword to meet Ye Fan's sword!
There was a "click" sound, and the two swords struck each other, but one of the swords suddenly broke into two pieces. With the violent sword energy, one of the broken swords was inserted into the wall like lightning!
The body of the masked boy also made a bang, and on the wall where Ye Fan struck with his sword, the figure flashed, and Ye Fan came to the place where the masked boy landed, and drops of blood fell from the gourd sword in his hand.
Come.
"Give you a chance to tell me the messenger!" Ye Fan's eyes were as cold as lightning as he stared at the masked young man in front of him. He was breathing slightly now, and there was a faint blood mark on the tip of his eyebrows! On his shoulder
The clothes were torn everywhere, and a little blood slowly seeped out!
"You don't deserve to know!" This was the first time the masked boy spoke, but he was extremely cold. His thin body slowly stood up and stood upright. There was thick blood flowing down his left shoulder and right arm, but he didn't care at all. A pair of eyes
But he remained as calm as before, watching Ye Fan's murderous aura increase instead of decreasing!
"Then you can die!" Facing such a person, Ye Fan had already started to kill. At the same time, he also thought that if the man in black entered the Heavenly Realm with the same skill as himself, Ye Fan would completely believe it.
As long as I am a little careless, I am afraid that it is very likely that I will be defeated and die today, so there is no way such an enemy can remain in this world.
Just when Ye Fan made up his mind to kill, the masked boy who had no chance of resisting in his eyes took a step forward, his right hand was like lightning, no... lightning was not enough to describe his speed.
"Chi! Chi!" There was a sound that broke through the air, and there was only a flash of light, and a cold light quickly appeared in front of Ye Fan's eyes. This was still the result of Ye Fan's spiritual consciousness. If not, he didn't think he would have seen it at all.
Not this cold light
With all his alertness, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed the sword accurately. But at this moment... the tip of his sword was only half an inch away from his throat!
At this time, Ye Fan didn't hesitate at all, and suddenly struck out with his palm. With a scream, the masked boy spurted blood all the way, and hit the wall again. 'Boom' This time, the wall was not a heavy pressure, boom.
fell down.
After completing this palm, cold sweat slowly flowed out from Ye Fan's face. He couldn't help but shiver all over his body. It was so dangerous! This is simply impossible. How can anyone in the realm of the emperor be able to practice this?
To reach such a speed, this guy is really a freak in his own right!
Holding the tip of the sword tightly, Ye Fan couldn't help but think secretly. If he hadn't been vigilant, hadn't noticed this kid, and allowed him to invade his side, he might not even know how he died!
With such a huge difference in cultivation, this young man actually used his exquisite swordsmanship and magical body skills to force himself into such a state. This is something Ye Fan never thought of!
Facing such a young man, Ye Fan was not only full of murderous intentions, but also had some other thoughts, that is, if this young man could be used for himself, it would be a wonderful thing.
This gambling killing made him deeply understand the principle that things are easier to do when there are more people. Maybe he should really consider building a team of people that truly belong to him, and it is best if they are all geniuses. Now facing this young man, Ye Fan felt in his heart