Soon there was another explosion outside the living room.
The big black bull and the old man in black robes fought against each other. The old man in black robe, as a third-level powerhouse of the true way, was extremely powerful and clearly had the upper hand.
The big black cow was completely suppressed and beaten by the old man in black robe. If it weren't for its rough skin and thick flesh, it wouldn't be able to hold on for more than a few moves and would be defeated by the old man in black robe.
However, the defense of the big black bull is really strong. When the black-robed old man's attack fell on it, it didn't do anything at all, and it kept screaming.
"Come on, let's beat you Mr. Niu!"
"Master Niu's reputation is not something to brag about. With your strength, you won't be afraid of ten more Master Niu."
…
In the living room, Luo Fan held a high-grade treasured gun and looked at Cheng Jiang with a stern expression.
Luo Fan had calmed down and said: "No wonder you don't dare to return to Xuanyang Sect. It turns out that the real Cheng Jiang no longer exists. You are just a puppet of the Mo Luo Sect. Once you return to Xuanyang Sect, you will be discovered by the elders of the True Dao."
Cheng Jiang had stupid eyes, but there was a sneer in his mouth, and he said in a cold tone:
"If you had stayed in the Cheng family for three days, or gone back to the Xuanyang Sect to report on your own, how could something like this happen? But you insist on committing suicide. What good will it do to you to reveal the answer to the mystery? You are just asking for your own death.
.”
Luo Fan looked at Cheng Jiang, frowned slightly and said, "Who are you?"
'Cheng Jiang' said indifferently: "My dark-eyed old man, you are a very good corpse puppet for my disciple."
Luo Fan took a look at the battle outside the living room. The old man in black robe who fought against the big black bull had a pair of black pupils as black as ink. He was obviously the 'Old Man with Black Pupils'.
As a third-level powerhouse of the True Dao, the old man with black eyes obviously has a certain status in the Demonic Sect and is not an unknown person. However, Luo Fan knew very little about the Demonic Sect, but he did not recognize it.
Luo Fan's eyes fell on 'Cheng Jiang' again and said:
"Old man with black eyes, you are fighting the big black bull now. Controlling Cheng Jiang is just a wisp of soul, haha... Unless you come in person, you only control Cheng Jiang, but you haven't spoken out in front of me.
Qualifications for raving.”
The black-eyed old man controlled Cheng Jiang, so he naturally had all the memories of Cheng Jiang, and knew about Luo Fan's duel with Zhao Hao a month ago. At that time, Luo Fan showed the strength to sweep through the fifth level of martial arts.
'Cheng Jiang' sneered and said: "The entire Cheng family's warriors are frightened by me. They are not afraid of death. If you don't have that black bull to protect you, it will be difficult to kill you."
As soon as 'Cheng Jiang' finished speaking, warriors from the Cheng family appeared outside the living room one after another. Their eyes were the same as Cheng Jiang's, dull and colorless, and their souls were controlled by the old man with black eyes.
The sneer of the black-eyed old man continued to come out of Cheng Jiang's mouth: "Hey... these rubbish, I only made them into soul slaves to keep secrets. Under normal circumstances, they are not even qualified to make me frighten the soul."
nothing.
Let them slowly play with you, and you can kill them as you like. All of them are dead, and I don’t feel sorry for you. But you...you only have one life, and you will eventually be dragged into the abyss of death by these soul slaves of mine."
After saying this, 'Cheng Jiang' stopped talking and looked stupid. The black-eyed old man stopped chattering with Luo Fan and concentrated on fighting the big black bull.
Although the big black bull has strong defense and is invulnerable even to ordinary earth-level treasures because of its cowhide, the old man with black eyes always has the upper hand and keeps crushing the big black bull.
The old man with black eyes believed that as long as he concentrated on fighting, he would be able to kill the big black bull.
Luo Fan and the big black bull already know the secret of the Cheng family, so the old man with black eyes can only kill them. Even if it will arouse the Xuanyang Sect's anger, at least they can suppress the news for the time being.
As soon as his disciple 'Cheng Quan' had mastered the second level of the blood-threaded soul-terrifying method, he burned down the entire Cheng family and disappeared with Cheng Quan, leaving Xuanyang Sect's sphere of influence.
turn up.
The old man with black eyes has already made arrangements for what will happen next. The key now is to kill Luo Fan and Da Hei Niu.
In the living room.
Cheng Jiang, as well as many Cheng family warriors, rushed towards Luo Fan.
Their eyes were dull, and their cultivation levels ranged from the first level to the fifth level of martial arts. Some held treasured weapons, and some held ordinary weapons in their hands, and they all went to Luo Fan.
Overlapping waves!
Luo Fan used his martial arts skills, and his strength completely exploded. The treasured spear in his hand swept through thousands of troops, with a total of three levels of strength.
clang clang clang clang...
There were repeated explosions, and a large piece of the weapon in the hands of the Cheng family warriors was broken, and each one was knocked away.
The precious spear in Luo Fan's hand was flying like a dragon, sweeping across, slashing vertically, or stabbing straight at him. One after another, the warriors of the Cheng family became the dead souls of the spear.
In just a few dozen breaths, corpses were already lying on the floor in the living room. Only a few fifth-level martial arts warriors, including Cheng Jiang, were still besieging Luo Fan.
The Sky Shattering Spear technique consumes much more internal energy than the Die Lang Jin. The Cheng family is a sixth-level martial arts family, and there are no sixth-level martial arts warriors. Luo Fan tried to reduce the internal energy consumption as much as possible during the battle, and used the Die Lang Jin to kill.
enemy.
With Luo Fan's physical strength and Dialang Jin's multiple bursts of strength, Luo Fan was more than able to cope with several fifth-level martial arts sieges and had a crushing advantage.
The real souls of these Cheng family warriors have been wiped out by the black-eyed old man, and they are actually the living dead. Their fighting instincts come from the soul mark imprinted on their souls by the black-eyed old man.
For these living dead, Luo Fan showed no mercy. The opponent was already dead. He would only suffer a loss if he cared about their lives. All Luo Fan could do was fight hard.
Only by winning this battle and killing the black-eyed old man can this be the greatest kindness to the warriors of the Cheng family.
Luo Fan's fighting power is so strong that with a spear in his hand, he can sweep across all directions. Even a fifth-level martial artist cannot hold out for long under his spear.
puff--
A man at the fifth level of martial arts who was in the early stages of martial arts was shot through the throat with a treasure spear, killing him with one blow.
puff--
A middle-level martial artist at the fifth level was hit in the head by a precious spear. Half of his head exploded, and he was killed in one blow.
…
Just a few minutes later, apart from Luo Fan, there were only corpses left in the living room of the Cheng family. Several fifth-level martial arts soul slaves of the old man with black eyes were all killed by Luo Fan.
A top-grade treasured gun, stained with blood.
Luo Fan's body was also covered in blood.
This was a brutal battle of life and death. Even though Luo Fan had been fighting wild beasts since he was young, he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the corpses all over the ground.
In the past, Luo Fan only killed wild beasts one after another, but now, there were dozens of corpses of human warriors lying at Luo Fan's feet.
"The old man with black eyes."
Luo Fan said the name through his teeth, with a stern look in his eyes as he looked towards the sky outside the living room.
The big black bull and the black-eyed old man fought farther and farther, reaching the sky more than a thousand meters away.
Luo Fan held a high-grade treasured spear in his right hand, pointed it diagonally at the ground, blood kept falling from the tip of the spear, and walked out of the living room.
