"Little Monkey!"

Yang Fan rushed towards somewhere as if he was crazy!

He suddenly remembered that when he was in a coma, he vaguely heard the little monkey's voice.

That little guy seemed to be saying...goodbye?

"Is that!"

"Don't die!"

Yang Fan's eyes were about to break and he ran wildly like crazy.

Even if it involves injuries and spewing blood, it will not slow down at all!

It was not until he rushed to the place where the little monkey exploded before that he stopped stiffly!

"Little...Little Monkey?"

"Zhazha, don't joke with me, this is not fun at all, come out quickly!"

Yang Fan looked at the huge pit that was thousands of meters wide, and the smile on his face looked particularly stiff and pale.

He walked towards the huge pit step by step with some trembling.

No!

Nothing!

The figure of the little monkey is not here at all!

In addition to... the orange ring worn by the little monkey!

"Ahhh!"

Yang Fan seemed to confirm some of his guess, and his eyes were about to break and roared in anger!

He only understands now.

The previous sound was not auditory hallucination.

The little monkey said goodbye to himself!

"Grass! Are you a ******, a stupid monkey! We have just met you for a while, why are you stupid? Can't you live well? Ah?"

Yang Fan roared angrily.

The memories lost during the madness begin to recover bit by bit.

He saw Xiaohou dying for his own hard work and also saw Shu Feng pointing his sword at him, Xiaohou resolutely exploded!

"Treasure Hunter! Damn your ancestors!"

Yang Fan's eyes were blood red, and he roared to the sky:

"I will not slaughter you, the treasure hunter, will never be a human being!"

This is one of the few rare furious times that Yang Fan has been in his lifetime!

The treasure hunter really angered him!

The Pixiu Club did not make Yang Fan make such a vow.

Today's treasure hunter has done it!

"Little monkey, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. Use the heads of all the treasure hunters to worship in front of your tomb!"

Yang Fan gritted his teeth and said angrily.

Turning around and rushing towards the direction where Shu Feng's body is.

This time, he did not go to find the Ring first, but dismembered the corpse with one sword and vented his anger!

"I want you to die without a complete corpse!"

After Yang Fan dismembered the body, he grabbed his long-breaking head, spat hard, and threw it into the ring.

It is agreed that we will collect all the heads of treasure hunters, so no one can be left behind!

"Two ran away!"

"But it doesn't matter, let you live for a while!"

Yang Fan looked coldly in a certain direction, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and imprinted the escaped man and woman in his mind.

"strength!"

"I need strong strength!"

He has never been so eager for strength. Today's experience made Yang Fan completely realize his insignificance!

The strong prey on the weak, and the weak is the original sin!

If you want to take revenge, you must take revenge!

"Basic Building!"

"Sword Sect! No! I want to become a sword immortal!"

Yang Fan secretly swore that he had enough strength and then destroyed all the bastards who were enemies with him!

As for how to become stronger, he only has one idea at present, that is, to join one of the eight major forces!

At this moment, Yang Fan was no longer stubborn in the Bing Sect.

As long as he can become stronger, he can join any party except the Ice Sect.

As long as you are strong enough, what if you are the Ice Sect?

Yang Fan can also

Ruoxi took it away!

Yes, why should I pursue my goals in the path set by others?

Why can't he stand directly at the end and let everything he wants come to his side on his own initiative?

Yang Fan suddenly realized and clenched his fists:

"My way should not be shaken by other people's thoughts, I want others to be shaken by my way!"

boom!

The powerful kendo belief burst out from Yang Fan’s body!

The late stage of Sword Queen!

Directly benchmark against the late stage of the Foundation Building Realm!

In response to the inexplicable breakthrough, Yang Fan was also surprised first and then happy, and said seriously:

"Little Monkey, wait for me. The day of revenge will not be too far away. I, Yang Fan, do what I say!"

He stepped on the Zheyuan Sword and then came to the top of Monkey Mountain next.

"rise!"

As Yang Fan finished speaking, three sword lights soared into the sky in the Sword Saint Bamboo House!

Swish swish swish swish!

The next moment, it will be directly inserted on the top of Monkey Mountain!

"Wait here, I will bring more heads to worship you."

Yang Fan took out the little monkey's ring, dug a hole in front of the three swords, buried the ring in it, and established a tomb.

Then, he put Shu Feng's head in place, this was the first one!

But it will never be the last one!

After doing all this, Yang Fan turned around and left.

Monkey Mountain, he will come back again!

Just after Yang Fan left the Kunlin Mountains, the soil suddenly rolled in the huge pit where the little monkey exploded.

Then, a furry palm stretched out.

"Huh?"

"The breath of the war ape?"

"Haha, I didn't expect that my clone would meet a good junior when I passed by this small lower world!"

The next moment, a loud laugh sounded from the void.

"Come!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound fell.

The little monkey buried in the giant pit, which was strangely flew out of thin air and rose towards the void!

"Well, the golden elixir is broken, the tendons and veins are broken, and only one last breath is left. Tsk tsk, the injury is so severe!"
To be continued...