Feeling something strange downstairs, it was Lan Yaoshi and his wife who came from Fuyunju in time!
Two Jindan monks came, how could Jin Wuwei not be afraid!
When he saw the two of them clearly, he felt even more incredible. He muttered: "I didn't expect that Lan Yaoshi, who was hiding in the world, had already formed an elixir. Pharmacist is indeed a good profession."
"Master Jin, it seems unjustifiable to bully a junior like this." Lan Ke asked coldly with his hands behind his back.
"Ding Fan, you have deposed three protectors in my sect. If you don't take revenge, how can I gain a foothold in the world?" Jin Wuwei gritted his teeth.
"Indulge your disciples, block the way to make money, and seek death. Master Jin, it's a shame that you are still a senior, and you have done such a disgraceful thing, and yet you still come to provoke me, what a joke!"
"If we want to break the sky tonight, we must first destroy Ding Fan."
Jin Wuwei refused to let go. He didn't use all his strength just now. The real purpose was not to let Ding Fan die, but to beat him into a disability.
"We, husband and wife, have the duty to save people. If you refuse to let go, you will only be offended." As Lan Ke spoke, the pressure on his body began to spread.
Kuang Yunni moved to the other side, raised his arm slightly, and began to release the terrifying pressure.
Ding Fan knew very well that although Lan Yaoshi and his wife had high levels of cultivation, they had no actual combat experience and might not be able to compete with Jin Wuwei, who had experienced hundreds of battles.
During the conversation, Ding Fan used his Dharma Eyes to carefully look at Jin Wuwei's whole body.
Covered in a layer of gold, there seems to be no flaw at all. He has already tempered his whole body to be as strong as a golden man.
Ding Fan continued to distinguish the breath and noticed differences in subtle details. Finally, Ding Fan discovered that the line in the middle of Jin Wuwei's chest was slightly shallower.
It can be seen from this that Jin Wuwei's Ren channel is his weak point.
It doesn't make sense, so I can only fight!
Lan Yaoshi and his wife waved their palms together, and the majestic power of Jin Dan's cultivation attacked Jin Wuwei from both sides. With a clang, the blocking pole fell to the ground instantly.
Jin Wuwei could be seen clenching his fists, and the terrifying bulges of his muscles were visible to the naked eye, and he was able to receive strong impacts from the left and right without any effort.
"Haha, that's all!" Jin Wuwei laughed arrogantly, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
He believed that even though Lan Yaoshi and his wife had a golden elixir cultivation, they would not be able to withstand his indestructible iron fist and would inevitably be injured.
But at this moment, a figure rushed towards him, it was Ding Fan.
Being restrained from both sides, Jin Wuwei showed no fear at all and did not dodge or dodge. He determined that Ding Fan had two golden elixir monks to help him, but he would never be able to break through his body-protecting power.
But he,
wrong!
Ding Fan suddenly swung out a punch, and the moment it touched his throat, he quickly punched downwards.
With a stabbing sound, the warrior uniform immediately split from the middle, and a clear bloodstain appeared on Jin Wuwei's chest.
"You, actually..."
Jin Wuwei was shocked and turned pale. He tried his best to cultivate his skills and swung his fists left and right, knocking Lan Yaoshi and his wife back five meters away.
However, Ding Fan repeated his old trick, and the flying sword in his hand crossed his chest again.
The blood mark that was drawn before suddenly turned into a bloody gash, and the skin and flesh were turned out.
"Ding Fan, what exactly is that you are holding in your hand?"
Jin Wuwei finally understood that Ding Fan had a peerless weapon in his hand, which was the nemesis of the body-protecting power.
Suddenly, Jin Wuwei rushed towards Ding Fan. Wu Yahuan was so startled that he couldn't help but scream, and at the same time he ran over with all his might.
"Ah! Xiaofan!"
Bang!
Ding Fan was knocked out and his body hovered in the air for a week before he stood on the ground with a mouthful of blood spurting out.
"Xiaofan!"
Wu Yahuan cried out in pain, her heart breaking, but Ding Fan raised his hand to stop her: "Sister Huan, don't come over!"
"Ding Fan, I really underestimate you, you actually raised a spirit ghost."
Jin Wuwei's eyes were as wide as copper bells. Originally, this blow was enough to smash Ding Fan into pieces, but he changed his original intention of just crippling him.
But at the moment of contact, his consciousness was violently impacted, and he saw an erratic figure.
The force was thus halved. Although Ding Fan was knocked away, it was not a fatal blow.
After wiping the blood from his mouth, Ding Fan's eyes showed frightening severity, and a few cold words came out from his purple lips: "Jin Wuwei, tonight, you will definitely die!"
"Huh, you guys can't kill me!" Jin Wuwei's chest was bleeding, and he still raised his iron fist and approached Ding Fan again.
Lan Yaoshi and his wife rushed over and once again tried their best to control Jin Wuwei from the left and right.
The mountain-like pressure made it almost impossible for Jin Wuwei to move. At the same time, Leng Ling'er's attack also started, which also caused interference to Jin Wuwei.
Ding Fan jumped up again, rushed to Jin Wuwei, and struck him hard on the chest.
ah!
Jin Wuwei screamed, and the small flying sword followed Ding Fan's fist and sank into his body.
Click!
Click!
The voice was like the god of death. Ding Fan tried his best to press down on the flying sword, and actually cut Jin Wuwei's sternum open, and the ribs began to break.
"Boy, you are so cruel!"
Jin Wuwei's eyes were about to burst, and he mobilized his whole body to fight off the siege again.
At this time, Ding Fan only had one persistent belief in his mind: kill Jin Wuwei, regardless of the consequences!
The moment he bounced away, he rushed forward again, and with Leng Ling'er's cooperation, he punched Jin Wuwei's chest.
A fatal blow!
Jin Wuwei froze on the spot and his arms dropped.
When Ding Fan pulled out his bloody fist, he stood with his eyes wide open, and after standing for two seconds, he suddenly fell backwards.
The leader of the Golden Embryo Sect was killed by Ding Fan in this way!
The description is very long. In fact, everything happened in a flash of lightning, so that the bodyguards of the Wu family did not see clearly how the fight took place.
"Go quickly!"
Leng Ling'er exclaimed and desperately used all her spiritual power, carrying Ding Fan with her, directly into the air and arriving at the door of Fuyunju.
The door happened to be open, and Leng Ling'er pushed Ding Fan in. Seeing Ye Ducking standing there blankly, she hurriedly said: "Close the door, close the door quickly!"
Ye Duckweed was startled, rushed over, closed the door, and ran away with a slipper!
"Ling'er, what happened?"
"The sixth-level spirit ghost is here!"
"Lan Yaoshi and his wife, and Sister Huan, they..."
puff!
Before he finished speaking, a bloody sword spurted out, causing a burning sting from his throat to his Dantian. Ding Fan had to adjust his breath to suppress it.
"Don't worry about it, life or death is your destiny!" Leng Ling'er continued to push Ding Fan with his spiritual energy until he entered the Jing'an room, still extremely nervous.
"The Tiandi Chamber of Commerce, why did they send out a sixth-level spirit ghost?" Ding Fan felt so tight in his chest that it was difficult to speak.
"Needless to say, I'm anxious! Alas, I'm afraid Fuyunju can't stop him." Leng Ling'er was so anxious that her body turned into shadows.
Level 6 spirit ghosts are invincible and can conquer almost everything.