Chapter 705 I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go
After all, he didn't inspect the academy properly last time.
This time, while Lu Ji is away, maybe we can have a chance to really get a glimpse of the whole thing?
Of course, he, Yang, had no other intentions. He really just wanted to take a look.
After all, Chief Lu Chishan has said it himself that Ehu Academy is his home. How can he be so embarrassed that he doesn’t even know what property he has at home????
As for the cave heaven and paradise in the mountains, it would be a pity not to go and see it!
However, Lu Chi is out and will not return within ten months, so the affairs of Ehu Academy are not urgent for the time being. The most urgent matter is the Wang family.
Due to Zhu Yuexian's special instructions, he could not afford to delay again and again.
Fortunately, he knew the truth about the massacre of Beilin City, and had arranged for Zhang Congxin to go and capture the Vajra Protector Zhenying of Haiyun Temple. If nothing else, Zhang Congxin might have succeeded, right?
At that time, he only needs to find out the collusion between the Wang family and the Japanese pirates, and clean up the stolen money accumulated by the Wang family, and the matter can be concluded satisfactorily.
With a plan in mind, he headed towards the Wang family.
On the road.
Yang Fanshun checked the soul of the Ancestral Heavenly Master given to him by Lu Chi. When he saw its appearance clearly, he couldn't help but slap his thigh. What a coincidence!
He recognized Taoist Taixin's appearance at a glance!
"If I had known this, you might as well have killed me. After going around in a circle, you didn't want to come back to me!"
Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh, and then put away the jade box with satisfaction.
With this extremely rare Soul of the Ancestral Master, he must plan carefully how to maximize its effectiveness.
Not long after, he returned to the Wang family.
As soon as he came back, servants came in a hurry.
"Master, you are finally back. I am looking for you!"
"oh?"
Yang Fan's eyes flashed. What was that old guy doing with him this early in the morning?
He pondered for a moment and then commanded, "Lead the way!"
"Master, please." Under the leadership of his servant, Yang Fan quickly arrived at the small hall with a circular corridor.
The slightly secluded and simple little hall was a bit beyond Yang Fan's expectation. He did not expect that the famous head of the Wang family, one of the few powerful people in the entire south, would live in such a place.
"Um?"
As soon as he came in, Yang Fan saw Wang Zhenquan.
I saw that this man had an old face and a withered body, but he had a rather fierce aura.
His eyes were deep and sharp, and the most astonishing thing was that the other party actually had a very strange aura about him.
Yang Fan squinted his eyes, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and then he glanced inadvertently, and he could faintly see a group of ferocious shadows reflected behind him!
The deep shadow was ferocious and terrifying, with intertwined fangs and a sharp angle on the top of its head. It was like a substantial monster statue, sitting behind Wang Zhenquan.
The sitting postures of the two are surprisingly consistent!
The breaths are in harmony, the breathing is synchronized, and they are one whole body!
If Yang Fan hadn't been a celestial-level Blood Martial Saint and had mastered clairvoyance, he might not have been able to glimpse his true appearance in the first place.
As expected of the head of the Wang family!
Without Xuanhe's force, it would be impossible to suppress this huge family!
However, it is obvious that the other party is not qualified enough and cannot take the path to the real realm, so he chooses the false realm, making his body full of demonic energy!
"Du'er, you're here!"
Wang Zhenquan looked at his incompetent son and said calmly, "Didn't my father ask you to go overseas to escape the limelight? Now that you have moved back home with such a big fanfare, are you turning a deaf ear to your father's words?"
His voice was cold, as if there was no father-son feeling at all, but more like a superior and a subordinate.
Fortunately, Yang Fan was prepared and responded quickly: "I don't dare. I was delayed by something before. The child will leave in the next two days. I guarantee that he will not give anything to the family."
Cause trouble."
He answered smoothly, but there was a strange look in Wang Zhenquan's eyes. This was not his son's usual style!
Then, his nose twitched subconsciously, his eyes flashed, and he became calm again.
"Are you leaving in the next two days?"
Wang Zhenquan nodded, and suddenly stood up and walked to Yang Fan's side. He changed the subject and asked, "Then the Martial Saint Blood Banquet you are going to dedicate to your father, could it be tonight?"
"Ah? Yes, it's tonight!"
Yang Fan readily agreed and directly wrote a blank check, "This Blood Martial Saint is a child who got it with great difficulty. It needs to be cooked properly."
"Your filial piety makes my father very satisfied."
At this time, Wang Zhenquan happened to walk behind Yang Fan.
A smile appeared on his face, and he stretched out his hand, as if to pat Yang Fan on the shoulder to show encouragement. ??
Who would have thought that as soon as his hand fell, he would switch from patting to grabbing, spreading his fingers apart, and his tumbling muscles were like a startling dragon, grabbing Yang Fan's back with majestic force.
If this claw is really grasping, it may even pull out the person's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys!
Yang Fan also didn't expect Wang Zhenquan to take action suddenly. His figure swayed, his toes turned bit by bit, and his martial arts suddenly started at a high speed. He jumped to avoid the attack.
"My dear son, you are too late to hide!"
Wang Zhenquan stood on the spot and slowly retracted the giant demon claw with knotted muscles.
At this time, Yang Fan didn't know that he had been exposed, and frowned slightly: "How did you discover me?"
"I really didn't notice your problem, but I just wanted to give it a try!"
Wang Zhenquan laughed.
With a jolt under my feet, the originally simple small circular corridor suddenly began to spin. Huge black stone pillars protruded from the ground, instantly transforming into an airtight stone prison!
In Yang Fan's eyes, the stone pillars that make up the stone prison clearly have the characteristics of bone. The faint light of the Buddha in the middle looks like a huge cage made of Buddha bones, indestructible!
At the moment when the stone prison was completed, Wang Zhenquan shouted: "Evil flesh puppet body! Release!"
That ferocious, stout, and powerful body appeared again, almost occupying one-third of the space of the huge stone prison, and it looked extremely oppressive.
Wang Zhenquan shook his body. This feeling of power fascinated him. He looked at Yang Fan in front of him and sneered: "Now, dodge again and show me!"
Hoo ho ho!
Arms emerged from Wang Zhenquan's body one after another, like the tentacles of an octopus, and struck Yang Fan fiercely.
"snort!"
Yang Fan snorted coldly, "Dodge? Why should I dodge?"
As he spoke, the Qi and blood in his body, as thick as lead and mercury, surged violently, and the temperature around him rose rapidly. He was like a sunset on earth!
The power of the Heavenly-level Blood Martial Saint appears again!
However, Wang Zhenquan was not surprised but happy, looking at Yang Fan in the bloody light with almost greedy eyes.
"Xue Tianren! It is indeed a Tianren level blood weapon!"
The brilliance of blood that could easily blind ordinary people did not cause any harm to him, but instead highlighted the greed in his eyes.
Just through the tone of the other person's words, he realized that the other person might have something different, but he was not sure.
Even when he deliberately approached the opponent, relying on the terrifying olfactory perception brought by the evil demon's body, he could not smell the difference!
However, even though he didn't smell any difference, after he got close to the other person, a desire suddenly arose in his heart that made him want to devour the other person immediately!
That desire was so strong that Wang Zhenquan immediately understood that the other person's flesh and blood might be of great use in complementing his own evil body!
Adhering to the principle of preferring to kill the wrong person before letting go, he took action boldly.
So what about the son? It doesn't matter whether he kills or eats him. As long as Wang Zhenquan is still alive, won't he have a son?