Chapter 959 Fate is successful, just kill a half-sage and drink!
Outside the black cell of Dongchang, Yang Fan stood tall with a frosty look on his face.
He is not yet sure whether he can directly kill the opponent with his magical power, so he must act cautiously.
"Sooner or later I'll kill you old dog!"
He thought for a moment, then turned and left.
All the way back to Yannan Town.
Before reaching the yard, Yang Fan smelled a faint smell of meat coming from inside. Not to mention, he might have pointed out which dog in the village had suffered another disaster!
He muttered a few words secretly and stepped into the courtyard.
But here, Mr. Gou was enjoying his meal when he saw someone coming in. He picked up the pot, threw off his long legs, and disappeared into the yard in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, his door also slammed shut.
"Isn't this trying to cover up the truth?"
The corner of Zengtian's mouth twitched, he looked at Yang Fan who was walking towards the door, and quickly stood up and saluted: "See the deacon."
"Well, no need."
Yang Fan waved his hand and asked smoothly, "How is the situation in the town?"
Zengtian quickly handed over a note: "Reporting to your lord, this is sent by Yan Lei. However, he took someone out this morning, and it seems that he wanted to investigate someone."
While the two were talking, the sound of hurried horse hooves suddenly came from outside.
The two of them looked at the sound.
I saw a factory guard galloping towards me.
When he saw Yang Fan, he dismounted before he could rein in the reins, knelt down and walked forward: "Sir, please save Yan Shitou, he, he is about to be beaten to death!"
"What!"
Yang Fan was startled, grabbed him, and immediately asked, "What's going on?"
"Please come with me, sir. I will explain it to you in detail on my way to my humble position."
The factory guard had a look of anxiety on his face.
"good!"
Yang Fan asked Zeng Tian to gather the troops, and he quickly set off with the factory guard.
On the way, Yang Fan also learned what happened from the other party's mouth.
It turns out that they have been searching for the remnants of the Infant Religion Cult in the past few days, and are also looking for the officials and gangsters who secretly protected the Infant Retention Cult.
They followed the clues and quickly identified one person.
This person is the owner of Tinghu Villa - Du Xintian.
Although he came from the Du family, a family of officials, he was not good at writing or martial arts, so he was never taken seriously.
However, his daughter Du Huixin was quite impressive, proficient in playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she even flew up to the branch and became the prince's concubine!
As the saying goes, "Father is more important than daughter," Du Xintian's lineage rose to prominence instantly.
And Du Xintian even spent a lot of money to buy a manor in the southern suburbs, where he and some friends spent the whole day hanging out with prostitutes and having fun.
Later, he was gradually introduced to the Infant Retrieval Cult, and held a position in the Cult. He even relied on his reputation as the father of the crown prince's concubine and the future head of the country to cover up all the evil deeds committed by the Infant Retrieval Cult.
Yan Lei sent people to investigate in secret. Who knew that Du Xintian would be so frantic that he directly ordered people to besiege Yan Lei and others, and even used crossbows and heavy armor!
Yan Lei was caught off guard and was seriously injured instantly, so he could only lead the crowd to resist.
"What an idiot! But anyone who dares to hurt my Dongchang is looking for death!"
When Yang Fan learned what happened, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he grabbed the factory guard's shoulder. The factory guard suddenly felt a loud roar in his ears.
The air was tearing at him, and he could hardly keep his eyes open.
When he felt the surroundings were calm, he had already arrived at the entrance of Tinghu Villa.
"Why is there no sound at all?"
The factory guard swallowed, a trace of panic appeared on his face.
Yang Fan remained calm, slowly pulled out his long knife, smashed the manor's door into pieces with one blow, and stepped in: "Go in and take a look, won't you know?"
As soon as they entered, they saw blood everywhere on the ground.
Large tracts were scattered on the ground.
However, there was no body, so it must have been cleaned up.
Yang Fan stepped forward, while the factory guard followed behind with a knife, his face full of nervousness, and his eyes warily looking around, as if he was afraid that someone would jump out.
And at this time.
In Tinghu Villa, a middle-aged man was looking far away in the direction of the door.
When he saw Yang Fan appear, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"It came so quickly!"
This person is clearly Du Xintian.
Not far behind him, a group of Dongchang factory guards fell to the ground with serious injuries. Each of them had at least four or five wounds on their bodies. Their whole bodies were stained red with blood, and many of them even lost their breath.
"Sir, isn't it too risky for us to do this?"
A woman behind him asked uneasily.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, Du Xintian turned around, grabbed her by the neck, lifted her up, and held her in front of him.
Du Xintian said with a fierce look: "Adventure? Years of hard work, ruined in one day! Why do I care about taking risks? If it weren't for you trash, why would we be where we are now!"
"There is also that idiot Hong Cai. A powerful Dharmakaya was actually killed by a warrior of the same level. It is simply not a pity to die!"
boom!
He threw the woman out heavily: "Get out of here! Don't be an eyesore here. When I kill this Dongchang deacon, I will evacuate the city of God immediately! I will personally dedicate his head to my mother!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The woman did not dare to refute and quickly retreated.
As he spoke, he called out the title of Dharma King to Du Xintian!
You must know that among ordinary sects, "Dharma King" is a title that can only be obtained by at least reaching the level of a real person or a venerable person!
Du Xintian, who has always been incompetent in literature and martial arts, has what qualifications to be called the Dharma King?
soon.
Yang Fan came to Du Xintian.
And he also caught a glimpse of the Dongchang troops lying on the ground behind Du Xintian. Each of them was as angry as a gossamer, and some of them had even turned into cold corpses!
"You, damn it!"
Yang Fan's eyes shot out two gleams of coldness.
These are his men!
So many people died at once, and the anger in Yang Fan's heart suddenly burst out.
Du Xintian sneered and said: "Damn it? It's you geldings who should be damned! This place was originally peaceful, but how many people died when you came here? How many families were separated and their families were destroyed!"
"Others can die, why can't you!"
"In my opinion, you are the ones who deserve to die the most!"
He looked at Yang Fan, with an indifferent expression on his face as cold as a god in the sky, "And you must die today! I will personally cut off your head and bring it to my mother to pay homage to those who died and were injured in the sect.
brothers and sisters!"
After hearing what the other party said, Yang Fan was extremely angry and laughed instead.
"We have caused wives and children to be scattered and families to be destroyed? How ridiculous! You are a group of evil heretics who secretly spread your faith, fool the people, steal and plunder babies everywhere, and worship evil gods in obscene sacrifices. Only then are you really worthy of your death!"
"Today, I will kill you!"
Yang Fan pointed his sword, and the blade pointed directly at Du Xintian!
"Want to kill me? You are not qualified yet!"
After saying that, Du Xintian sneered, and his surroundings suddenly became twisted, with twisted blood lines spreading out from his body, and each blood line was entangled with a baby.
He hung in mid-air and closed his eyes, but the babies suddenly raised their heads, and a strange red light emerged from their eyes.
"kill!"
Voices overlap and intertwine.
Just as Yang Fan was about to take action, a strong wind suddenly came from behind him, and a heavy knife slashed towards his lower back, reaching him in an instant!
It was the factory guard who went to Yang Fan for help!