He actually guessed this result, but when he actually faced this group of people repaying kindness with revenge, he was still inevitably disappointed.
"Tell me everything you know and get, and hand it over. I want you to remind us that we have some merits, so I can let you go." Piqué said with a sneer.
"It turns out that I saved your lives, but I only got some credit!" Ye Fan sneered and said, "If I had known this, I should have let you all die inside. This would be considered clean!"
"Boy, you'd better be wiser!" a master next to Pique shouted coldly.
Ye Fan also sneered and said, "What if I don't understand?"
"If you don't understand, you will die!" Pique said coldly.
"Okay!" Ye Fan's eyes were cold. His murderous intention was finally completely aroused.
Then, the blood-eating sword came out!
But he saw a flash of sword light in the air, and the next second, the pupils in Pique's eyes dilated. A blood mark appeared on his neck, and then, blood gushed out like a fountain!
"This...how is it possible!" Piqué murmured in disbelief.
After saying that, he fell to the ground with a thud.
Ye Fan didn't even stop. His blood-devouring sword quickly shuttled through the air with lightning, killing the remaining people in an instant. Only the mysterious monk suddenly swung his sword and bounced Ye Fan's blood-devouring sword back.
Ye Fan's blood boiled.
He knew that he had finally killed someone.
And he killed nine of them at once!
This is a wonderful feeling, and it makes him a little excited!
It turns out that killing someone is so simple.
It turns out that killing is nothing more than that!
Ye Fan showed no mercy. He suddenly looked at the monk with sharp eyes and said, "You are going to die too!"
"High Wind Swordsmanship!"
There were a total of eighteen swords, which were like nine-day galactic scrolls, and the waves of swords brought out waves of fire to kill the monk fiercely.
The monk couldn't help but change his expression, and tried his best to resist with his sword, but in the end he couldn't resist.
In just three seconds, the monk was killed by Ye Fan!
The monk's cultivation level has reached the sixth level of Taixu. In the world, he is definitely considered the number one figure and an absolute master.
But in the hands of Ye Fan, a rookie, he couldn't survive for three seconds!
The ten-man Pique team just now could give a small government a huge headache.
Peake alone is a god in the mercenary world. Not to mention that this mysterious monk is also an expert in Buddhism.
But these people were killed by Ye Fan, a rookie, and the whole process took less than ten seconds.
This is the terrifying thing about Ye Fan's powerful magic power.
The old man and Master Kuzhi were in awe of Ye Fan at this moment. Of course, the old man and Master Kuzhi knew how terrifying the strength of Pique and his group was.
At this time, Ye Fan's blood-red eyes finally returned to normal. The blood-devouring sword exuded joyful emotions, and the blood made the sword feel excited.
Ye Fan was a little confused.
"Kill someone, I'll kill someone!" Ye Fan murmured in his heart.
"Kill, so what? If I don't kill them, they will kill me. They repaid their kindness with revenge, and they deserved their death. Even if the master asks, I have a clear conscience!" Ye Fan thought to himself.
"But..." Ye Fan felt uneasy again: "I am killing people's lives. This is a very heavy thing. Why do I feel...not so scary and painful? Would I like this feeling?"
Will I kill people like crazy? No, I don’t want to be such a person."
For a moment, Ye Fan stood there blankly, but there was a battle between heaven and man in his heart.
"Donor Xiaoye, let's leave quickly!" Master Kuzhi grabbed Ye Fan and said.
Ye Fan came back to his senses.
The old man also said: "Yes, let's go quickly!"
Ye Fan nodded and said, "Okay!"
But at this moment, the old man thought of something and said: "This monk has some spiritual skills. I wonder if he has any elixirs on hand. Let me search for it!"
He almost had a nightmare thinking about the elixir.
Ye Fan and Master Kuzhi didn’t stop either.
The old man was very agile at this time. He quickly stepped forward and groped for a while on the monk's body. After a while, he actually found a small porcelain vase.
"Sure enough, there is something good!" The old man put the porcelain bottle into his arms, then ran over and said, "Let's go quickly!"
Ye Fan and Master Kuzhi said no more, and the three of them quickly evacuated the place.
After half an hour of speeding, the three finally arrived at the place where the helicopter was. The pilot of the helicopter set up a tent and had been resting. When he saw the three people coming, he hurriedly came out of the tent.
"Leave immediately!" After the old man came up, he immediately said to the driver: "Don't worry about the tents or anything like that!"
"Yes!" the driver said.
Ye Fan and the other two got on the helicopter.
The helicopter took off quickly, the roar of the propeller was deafening, and the surrounding grass and rocks were swept wildly in all directions by the wind force of the propeller.
After the helicopter took off and was flying in the sky, Ye Fan and others finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
Only then did Ye Fan's tense mind relax.
The old man took out the porcelain bottle. He opened the porcelain bottle and saw six black pills inside.
"This is...?" The old man thought for a while and asked Master Kuzhi to take a look.
Master Kuzhi did not take the porcelain bottle, but just smelled it, and then said with joy on his face: "Congratulations, old man, this is the Spirit Gathering Pill. Although it is the lowest quality pill, it is already a real pill.
.Once you take these six pills, old master, you will probably have no problem reaching the realm of magical power."
The old man was immediately overjoyed. He said: "Thanks to the master and Xiaoye Donor this time." He paused and said to Ye Fan: "Xiaoye Donor, the money I promised you will never be less!"
Ye Fan looked at the old man, thought for a moment, and said, "One hundred million is too much, just give me fifty million."
"No more, no more. If it weren't for you today, we would all have died in that copper coffin. That's it for sure!" the old man said.
The old man is a human spirit. He promised to give Ye Fan money. Not only did he keep his promise, but he also wanted to hold Ye Fan firmly. If he could get to know the master behind Ye Fan, the old man felt that he would have endless achievements.
benefits.
He is a calculating person and will not do business at a loss.
Ye Fan saw that the old man insisted, so he said nothing more.
He was no longer very excited about money, but when he thought about killing ten people in a row today, he couldn't rest in peace after all.
He didn't know whether he was right or wrong.
Although there are many voices saying that you are right, he still can't let go!
"Little Ye Donor!" Master Kuzhi saw that Ye Fan was unhappy and knew why he was worried.
"Master?" Ye Fan also looked at Master Kuzhi.
Master Kuzhi smiled slightly and said, "Donor Xiaoye, is this your first time to kill someone?"
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and then answered honestly: "Yes!"
Master Kuzhi said: "So, you are very troubled. You don't know whether what you did is right?"
Ye Fan said: "I know I should kill them, but what I feel most is confusion. I am afraid that I will really become a murderous demon!"
Master Kuzhi said: "Amitabha, Xiaoye Donor, you should know that ordinary people have to pay the price of the law when they kill someone. But, you are not an ordinary person. Since you have chosen this path of practice, sooner or later you will be punished by the law."
We have to go through this test today.”
"Do practitioners have to kill people?" Ye Fan was puzzled.
Master Kuzhi said: "Practitioners are not bound by human laws, only by the rules of heaven. If you don't kill people, others will also covet your things. In the world of practitioners, the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle. This rule
, no one can break it! As far as the poor monk knows, in the world of real great practitioners, the killings are even worse. They turn their hands into clouds and turn their hands into rain. In the blink of an eye, blood flows into a river. So Xiaoye Donor, you
As long as you think carefully about what you want, after you think clearly, you will naturally know whether you are right or wrong."
"I...what do I want?" Ye Fan fell silent.
He was lost in thought.
"What do I want?" Ye Fan asked himself.
The old man and Master Kuzhi knew that Ye Fan was at a critical moment, so they kept silent and did not disturb Ye Fan's thinking.
After a long time, Ye Fan's eyes began to brighten and become firm.
He gradually understood in his heart. He told himself clearly, "When I followed the master to learn art, it was because I wanted to be like the master. Even if there are thousands of people going there, I will go there! This road is meant to be.
Killing people, why should I embarrass myself?"
Ye Fan finally opened his heart.
He clearly understood again that he was really no longer an ordinary person.
He also knew that he could never go back to his past.
He doesn't want to go back to the past either.
There is also Heavenly Court, Emperor Li Tian...
Of course, Ye Fan is not stupid. He knows that the matter of Heavenly Court, the Emperor of Heaven, and the Crown of Eternal Sun must be kept secret, and cannot be said casually. Otherwise, if it spreads to the Immortal Road forces, then he will be dead.
Although Xianlu is far away on the Blue Pole Planet, since Emperor Li Tian has been to Earth before, it means that Xianlu may also send people here.
The more confidential this matter is, the safer it will be.
The helicopter returned to Jing'an City more than two hours later.
At the landing point, the old man's men drove to pick him up.
Half an hour later, Ye Fan and his party returned to the old man's independent villa.
At this time, it was just dawn.
A hint of fish belly white appeared on the horizon.
The old man took Ye Fan and Master Kuzhi to the independent house in the backyard.
Inside the house, the lights are on.
The old man sat on the chair and breathed a long sigh of relief. "It was really a near miss this time!" he said with emotion.
Master Kuzhi smiled slightly and said: "Old Master, your goal has been achieved. This time is still valuable!"
The old man said: "Yes!" He then said to Ye Fan: "Mr. Xiaoye, money..."
