Ye Fan and the others walked out of the mountains and came to the outside world. They caused a sensation immediately because the fourteenth day had passed and he was still alive.
"Isn't that the Holy Body? The miracle doctor said he had less than half a month to live, and he actually appeared again!"
"Did he really kill himself and become an ordinary mortal? This is interesting. I wonder if those people will come to kill him?"
The Eastern Wasteland is vast and boundless, with millions of miles of primitive territory without human habitation. The human race gathering places are relatively concentrated, and ordinary towns are connected, forming a prosperous place.
In the central region, the ten ancient cities are ten different centers, and a large number of humans and monsters gather in the surrounding area, which is extremely dense.
After Ye Fan and the others came out, they aroused heated discussions in an ordinary ancient city before they entered the important city.
"No need to guess, he will definitely cut himself off to cultivate himself. He is now a useless person. Who can go up and test his current state?"
The combination of Ye Fan and the others is so strange. The big black dog and the little girl can't help but attract attention. Even if they haven't seen them before, they can still guess it.
"Who is that middle-aged man with disheveled hair? His face is covered by his messy hair. He's so ungrateful." Some people stared at the old madman and did not regard him as a master at all.
Everyone was paying attention and talking about whether the Holy Body was still alive and might have killed himself. The news spread like it had wings.
Soon after, Ye Fan and the others arrived at Youyue Ancient City, which is one of the ten famous cities in the central region of the Eastern Wasteland and is the closest to the Tianxuan ruins.
In the center of this area, there are many ancient aristocratic families of the Supreme Sect and Monster Clan, scattered among the surrounding famous mountains and rivers.
Finally, someone couldn't hold it any longer and wanted to test how Ye Fan's body was doing. Several young men walked across from him, all with smiles on their faces.
"Isn't this the Holy Body, Brother Ye? I heard that you are ill. I wonder how you are now?" One of them casually patted Ye Fan on the shoulder.
"Who are you? Do we know each other?" Ye Fan asked.
"We are all casual cultivators, how can Brother Ye know us?" The man laughed.
"You are the disciples of Zifu, right?" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows. Even the Holy Son of Zifu did not dare to pat him on the shoulder so casually. These disciples really regarded him as a useless person who committed suicide.
"How do you know?" These people's hearts skipped a beat, and they felt somewhat uneasy.
"Looking at the purple flowers in your eyes, you must be disciples of the Holy Land who practice the 'Purple Qi from the East'." Ye Fan said with a smile.
Several people felt relieved and continued to ask: "Brother Ye survived the disaster. I wonder if he can recover now?"
"My cultivation is half-finished, I can barely survive." Ye Fan said.
"Really, this is not good news..." One of them smiled, and with a little more force, he patted Ye Fan on the shoulder.
"Are you tired of living a crooked life?" Li Heishui grabbed his arm and threw him out with a bang.
"What...what do you mean?!" The disciple from Zi Mansion turned his face on the spot and yelled angrily.
"I still want to ask you what you mean! Are you trying to bully Ye Fan, who is now half-cultivation, so you dare to be so rude?" Li Heishui said coldly.
"The Holy Son of Zifu is our senior brother, and we are the disciples of the Holy Land. Aren't we worthy enough to discuss friendship with Brother Ye?" One of them sneered.
"Brother Ye is just my peer, do we still need to look up to him?" Another person also ridiculed. After learning that Ye Fan had committed suicide, they didn't care at all.
"Half a month ago, even your Holy Son would not have dared to be so rude. If Ye Fan was at his peak, would you dare to test him in such a big way?" Li Heishui scolded.
"The Holy Body is really deified..." Someone sneered, with a look of contempt on his face.
Someone even said in an inaudible voice: "The phoenix is no longer as good as a chicken. It's like this. How do you think it has any power?"
"You guys are talking so much nonsense, don't you just think that Mark is half useless? I will accompany you!" Black Emperor shouted, "How amazing is the junior brother of the Holy Son of Purple Mansion? Come on together!"
The Holy Lady of Zi Mansion was once suppressed by Ye Fan, and it was rumored that the innate Holy Body Taoist Fetus might be born. This made the Holy Son of Zi Mansion extremely angry, because if there was no accident, the Holy Lady would marry the Holy Son, and his junior brother was at this time
I just want to vent my anger on him.
Therefore, these people are very bad. Youyue Ancient City is very close to Zifu Holy Land, so they rushed over as soon as possible.
"What a crazy dog, peel it off. Didn't it bark all day long in the past? Today the Holy Body is gone, let's see what else it can rely on!"
Several disciples of Zi Mansion were not weak in cultivation. They sneered again and again and pushed forward together, preparing to use the big black dog in front of Ye Fan.
Dahei didn't say anything more, he directly presented a mess of things and surrounded them on the spot. Star stones, divine blood soil and other shining lights sealed the sky.
"Ignorant juniors, do you think that just because you are the disciple of the Holy Son of Purple Mansion, you can act recklessly? I will beat you!"
"You damn dog, what can you do to us?" they scolded.
However, the colors of several people changed immediately, the surrounding scenery changed drastically, everything became blurred, and everyone was trapped.
"Ah..." Not long after, screams came from the formations, and several disciples of Zi Mansion were knocked down.
Without saying a word, Li Heishui rushed in and took them out, then raised his big foot and kicked him wildly.
"Ah..." Several disciples of the Zi Mansion had their bodies sealed and watched helplessly as the two big feet stamped on them, screaming in agony.
"How dare you do this to us, do you know..."
"Knowing your size, I don't even bother to accept people like you as pets. I'm looking down on you by giving you a lesson." The big black dog yelled and rushed over in person. His big paws were clawing back and forth, but he would press the button every time.
A few bones.
Everyone in Youyue Ancient City was in a daze. This was a disciple of the Zi Mansion. They were beaten so violently. They were really fierce.
Isn't the Holy Body useless? The people around him are still so fierce. It really makes people speechless. Many people murmured.
"Ah..." Several disciples from the Zifu Holy Land screamed. They had never suffered such a big loss.
"I will send you to become a monk in the Western Desert to sharpen your temper!" After beating a few people, the big black dog spoke, opened the chessboard pattern, and sent the people away with a flash of light.
Everyone's heart was racing. Is what this dog said true or false? Teleporting to the Western Desert? It's too exaggerated!
"Damn, the array patterns are so weird, they all ran to Beiyuan." The big black dog was extremely annoyed, and it was obvious that he had done something unreliable again.
Many monks around him didn't believe it and thought it was bragging. Only the old madman's empty eyes flashed with light and he stared at it for a few times.
"You are going too far!"
Just then a cold voice came, and a man in purple stood up and strode over from a teahouse not far away.
"The Holy Son of Purple Mansion!" someone exclaimed.
In addition, a fair-skinned man came over, it was Zhao Fa from Ziwei Sect. He looked quite gentle and his smile was meaningful.
"Brother Ye, I haven't seen you for more than half a month. I learned that this place is closest to the secluded place of Divine Doctor Wang, so I am waiting for you here specially, just because you show up and want to buy the holy sword."
Zhao Fa was calm and calm as he walked over with the Holy Son of Purple Mansion. His face was full of smiles, as if he was happy from the bottom of his heart.
Ye Fan also laughed. This person is by no means a kind person. At the Wind Clan's banquet, the little girl heard him talking to someone, and she wanted to seize the holy sword and was ready to deal with him ruthlessly.
"I don't want to sell it yet. I want to exchange it for the holy medicine." Ye Fan refused directly.
Zhao Fa suddenly showed an unhappy look and said: "Brother Ye, do you still need the Holy Sword now? Since you have cut off your cultivation, you should sell it."
"What do you mean?" Li Heishui asked.
The Holy Son of Purple Mansion didn't say much, his eyes were very cold, and he stood aside and glanced at several people.
Zhao Fa unfolded the folding fan with a "pop" sound and calmly said coldly: "I want to buy the holy sword for Brother Ye's benefit, otherwise it will probably lead to disaster."
"Are you threatening us?" Ye Fan asked without any anger.
"No, am I, Zhao Fa, that kind of person? I'm just reminding Brother Ye that others might snatch it, so you should sell it to me earlier." Zhao Fa smiled deeply.
He seemed to have remembered something, his eyes were shining brightly, and he said: "You should still have the seeds of your Kirin magic medicine. Why don't you sell them to us too? Brother Shengzi from Zifu and I are going to work together to buy it."
"I ate the seeds of the Kirin magic medicine. I won't sell the holy sword. If you have nothing else to do, just go away." Ye Fan said in a nonchalant manner, and the man was really disgusted by this.
The other party really bullied him into being "wasted" and started to threaten him, trying to steal his treasure. It was really hateful.
Zhao Fa's expression suddenly turned cold, he closed the folding fan with a snap, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You are too strong. Where have you teleported some of my junior brothers?" The Holy Son of Purple Mansion suddenly spoke, with a cold look on his face as he stared at the big black dog.
"I sent them to Beiyuan. Do you want to reunite with them? In fact, going to the West Desert is also a good choice. You can become a monk." The big black dog joked, looking at him sideways, showing no fear at all.
"Brother Ye, you are in great danger, don't you know?" Zhao Fa had a cold smile on his face.
"Do you want to take action against me?" Ye Fan smiled, looking calm and calm.
Zhao Fa tapped his palms with his folding fan and said, "How can I, Zhao Fa, be that kind of person? What I want to tell you is that the people from the Zhongzhou Yin Yang Sect are here. Do you know what it means?"
Ye Fan's expression changed. He beheaded the Saint of Yin and Yang. This was definitely a grudge that was difficult to alleviate, and it was impossible for the other party to just expose it.
The Yin Yang Sect, being the supreme sect in Zhongzhou, did not retaliate immediately, mainly because they retreated due to pressure from the Holy Lands. This was because they plundered talented young children from various sects in the Eastern Wasteland, which aroused great anger and could not stay any longer.
Went down.
Now, are they here again?
"It is said that they have arrived in the central area of the Eastern Wasteland ten days ago. The Yin-Yang Holy Son came with the Yin-Yang Sword on his back and wanted to use this terrifying secret treasure to chop off your head." Zhao Fa chuckled and said: "At that time,
He still doesn’t know that you want to cultivate yourself, and now it seems that there is no need to use the Yin Yang Sword.”
Then, he continued: "They are the supreme religion in Zhongzhou. They are not very afraid of the peerless God King in the Eastern Wasteland. Besides, they don't know whether the God King is alive or dead. In addition, I also heard that in order to kill you without fail, Yin and Yang were established.
Because of the reputation of the sect, they have dispatched several supreme elders who are not long-lived and are determined to take off your head. Among them are half-step powerful men and even some truly powerful men who dominate the world."
"The Yin Yang Cult sent powerful people to kill me?" Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, but he soon calmed down, touched his chin and laughed.
Now, with the old madman by his side, he has nothing to fear. Even if the supreme leader of Zhongzhou comes to kill him in person, there will be no return!
"Brother Ye, if I sell the holy sword and the magical medicine seeds, I am willing to provide you with a way out." Zhao Fa had some time to spare and said unhurriedly: "At the very least, I can let you live for a long time."
"I said, I won't sell the holy sword, and I will eat the seeds of the magic medicine." Ye Fan said coldly.
"Brother Ye, you really don't want to drink wine as a penalty. I, Mr. Zhao, have a sincere heart, but you don't appreciate it at all!" Zhao Fa said with a gloomy face.
"I don't want to sell, do you still want to buy it by force?" Ye Fan stared at him.
"Brother Ye, you have to think carefully!" Zhao Fa sneered, then patted his shoulder, and a hint of secret energy came out.
This is a clever secret power that won't happen at the time, but can cause people to vomit blood and be seriously injured afterwards. He is obviously planning to make Ye Fan suffer a big loss.
"Take your hands away!" Ye Fan's face darkened.
Next to him, the Holy Son of Zi Mansion stared at all this indifferently, without any expression, neither interfering nor helping.
Zhao Fa's expression froze and he said: "Brother Ye, you are going too far!"
Having said this, he gently exhaled a trace of dark energy and passed it into Ye Fan's body through the palm of his hand.
"Get out of here!" Ye Fan's expression turned cold and his eyes stared at him.
"You told me to get out?" Zhao Fa looked cold and his hands suddenly froze.
Everyone else was also surprised. The miracle doctor had already said that the Holy Body could only survive by cultivating himself. He had admitted it just now. He didn't expect that he would dare to be so strong.
Many people didn't know that Zhao Fa was spitting out dark energy, so they were naturally shocked, thinking that Ye Fan just had a strong dislike for this person.
"You really don't understand good people's hearts. Brother Ye, don't regret it!" Zhao Fa sneered and was frightened again.
"Forcibly buying the treasures on my body is considered a good intention? To spit out dark energy into my body and make me more injured is also a good intention?!" Ye Fan looked cold and suddenly waved his big golden hand.
"Snapped!"
The loud applause was so loud that Zhao Fa vomited blood, six or seven of his teeth flew out, and his whole body flew up and hit a corner not far away.
"Wow"
Everyone was in an uproar, and all looked shocked. Didn't the Holy Body cut himself off to cultivate? Why did Zhao Fa fly away with a slap?
"You..." Zhao was so angry that his whole body was trembling and he jumped up all of a sudden.
However, at this time, Ye Fan turned into a golden light, stepped on Tianxuan's footwork and rushed over in an instant, and the big golden slap came over again.
"Snapped"
Zhao Fa spurted blood from his mouth, three more teeth flew out, and his body flew out again and hit the wall.