Yang Fan sat cross-legged, feeling the venomous snake-like gaze. Instead of fear, he felt a little bit of anticipation: Come on, come to my bowl...
I just sent you to heaven!
However, to his disappointment, after waiting for a long time, the owner of that gaze quietly retreated.
retreat?
Did I let you go?
"You've come here, and you want to leave without leaving anything behind? Who do you think he is, Yang?"
Yang Fan chuckled.
As soon as his figure moved, he disappeared into the room quietly.
Under the deep night.
Soon, he caught up with the figure, but the figure was shrouded in a large black robe, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.
"Um?"
Yang Fan frowned subconsciously and stopped suddenly.
Seeing the figure twisting and disappearing into a courtyard, Yang Fan did not continue to pursue him because he vaguely felt that this routine was a bit familiar.
"Is this... a deliberate act of fishing?"
He whispered softly.
He recognized the other courtyard at a glance. It was the same courtyard he had visited during the day - the courtyard where Chen Jugong lived.
"But do you really think that I, Mr. Yang, am a reckless man?"
You let me in, but I still won’t!
Yang Fan's mind changed and he turned around and retreated without hesitation.
To his surprise, his departure did not encounter any obstacles as he imagined, and he quickly returned to the monastery where he lived.
However, as soon as he entered the door, he narrowed his eyes.
That familiar feeling of peeping emerged again.
etc!
Not one, but two!
"hehe."
Yang Fan's eyes were dark.
Glancing at the room next door, Green Wax and Hongzhuang were sleeping soundly, snoring softly.
He did not disturb the two sleeping people, but went straight into the quiet room.
However, the moment he stepped into the quiet room, he saw a black shadow coming from the roof from top to bottom.
call!
Accompanied by a strong wind, it is like Mount Tai pressing down on the top!
Rolling evil power filled the air, falling towards Yang Fan like countless tentacles.
This is a roll of human skin!
And those tentacles are clearly the sprouts derived from its base!
The attack was launched when entering the door, just in time to catch the moment when the vision turned from light to dark!
However, to the surprise of the other party, Yang Fan not only did not retreat, but with a calm face, he suddenly stepped forward and pointed like a sword, with a sharp edge showing on his fingertips!
"The Five Ancient Punishment Swords! Cut!"
He gave a low drink.
The mighty power of literature and ethics is activated instantly!
The originally illusory sword energy solidified instantly and turned into a thick bronze ancient sword!
The ancient sword is engraved with bronze and seal characters. If you look closely, you can tell that they are the words "Mo", "哓", "刖", "Gong" and "Dapi"!
Stab!
The ancient sword cuts the air!
The power is fierce, like a punishment from heaven!
Yang Fan was usually accustomed to using the fierce Fang Tian Hua Ji, and rarely had the opportunity to use his sword skills.
Now that Euphorbia is no longer around, and since he is unwilling to reveal too much of his strength, the Ancient Five Punishment Sword has become the best choice!
The fierce and domineering sword energy oozed out a chill, and the human-skinned black figure felt a powerful aura coming towards his face, like a snare. It seemed that once he fell in, he could not escape!
"What a great Yang Lin!"
A cold laugh came from the dark shadow of human skin.
After swiping the scroll, he actually took the initiative to retreat, "As expected of that disciple, I didn't expect that he also practiced martial arts and mastered the Legalist method of killing and killing in prison!"
He landed on the roof, his human skin twisting and fluttering.
The flesh buds were hanging down, like a giant octopus, only revealing a shriveled human head, which looked at Yang Fan expressionlessly.
The empty eyes are inexplicably weird.
He is truly worthy of being the Skin Demon King!
However, Yang Fan only looked at the other party coldly, ignored the other party's words, and slashed with his sword!
"If you want to fight, fight! Where did all this nonsense come from!"
"What I know is none of your business! Take my sword first!"
The terrifying sword energy roared up!
The cruel aura of punishment stabbed the human skin above his head in an instant.
"..."
The black shadow of human skin suffocated and said to himself, what a reckless man!
However, he became more and more certain in his heart that this Yang Lin must have been taught by that person himself, not only the almost magical magic, but also the ancient five-penalty sword technique!
It’s definitely all evolved from the mind!
"The mind is the reason, and the mind can evolve all things! It is indeed the enemy of our Neo-Confucianism! If the mind science really becomes the climate, how can there be any way for other schools of thought to survive in the world?"
However, his purpose of testing the other party was achieved, so he chose to retreat without hesitation!
boom!
The human skin shattered the roof and suddenly disappeared into the night.
Yang Fan swept away the roof fragments with his sword and jumped to the roof, but the human skin was strangely missing.
"Running too fast!"
"It's fast, but he can't run!"
At this moment, a rough figure slowly emerged, it was Lu Chi.
Just now Yang Fan felt two powers of prying eyes, one was the human skin shadow, and the other was naturally him!
I saw that Lu Chi suddenly reached out his hand, and the world in front of him seemed to slow down.
The place is like a dojo!
Five fingers as thick as carrots poked into the void, and with a fierce tug, they actually grabbed out the human-skinned shadow that had just escaped without a trace!
"So strong!"
At such a close range, Yang Fan's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly when he saw a strong semi-saint taking action.
Snapped!
Human Skin tried to struggle, but was easily crushed by Lu Chi.
"Clone in human skin?"
Lu Chi looked coldly and looked at the fly ash in his hand. The fly ash flowed down between his fingers.
Only then did he look back at Yang Fan.
"Junior Brother Yang, are you okay?"
Yang Fan shook his head and said, "I'm fine. Fortunately, senior brother arrived in time."
While the two were talking, a figure rushed over quickly: "Shan Chief, it's bad, something big has happened! Brother Ju Gong has been killed!"
The visitor is clearly Zhang Lingwu!
"Killed?"
Lu Chixin said he ran away so fast. He glanced at Yang Fan and then said, "I'll go over and have a look!"
As he spoke, his figure had disappeared from the spot.
But Zhang Lingwu looked at the damaged roof and Yang Fan in surprise, and asked doubtfully: "Deputy Chief, are you... a thief here?"
"Haha, it's more than just a thief!"
Yang Fan chuckled lightly, weighed the ancient sword in his hand, and raised his hand towards Zhang Lingwu with a sword strike!
Whoosh!
Zhang Lingwu turned around instantly to avoid the sword and exclaimed: "What does this mean, Deputy Chief?"
"Stop pretending! Chen Jugong! You deliberately transferred Lu Chi. Didn't you wait for this moment?"
There was indifference in Yang Fan's eyes.
First, they deliberately lured him to the bait, but actually they took advantage of his caution, so they laid out suspicions and waited for him to come back before launching a sneak attack!
And this sneak attack was not the opponent's purpose, but to lure out Lu Chi!
If Yang Fan guessed correctly, Lu Chi who was going to Chen Jugong's annex would definitely be held back, and this period of time was the time when the opponent thought he could capture or kill him!
"But who gave you the courage to be so confident that you can defeat me?"