Chapter Thirty-Three [I don’t want you to get hurt]
After taking the brocade box, Zhang Fan opened it and looked at it. He found that there was no error. He nodded slightly and walked directly outside.
The burning fruit is the burning elixir he was preparing to refine, a fourth-grade elixir, but it is extremely difficult to refine. He has collected all the medicinal materials now, and only one burning fruit is missing. Now that he has obtained the burning fruit, he can feel at ease.
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The effect of burning the elixir is to increase the first level of the person who takes the elixir, which means that Zhang Fan can increase his strength at the ninth level to the king level.
Perhaps this will have a faster effect, but it is definitely not as good as normal cultivation, but he really can't wait. After half a year, he has not even reached the level of King Wu, and the strength of this general level ninth grade has been stagnant for a month.
There is still no sign of rushing up.
The firing pill was the pill recipe he asked Mr. Ding to find out. This pill recipe can help the person who takes it to achieve the best effect, but it has to endure a lot of pain. But it is painful? Does he still care? Smile disdain, Zhang
Fan stepped straight out of the auction door.
When he arrived on the street, Zhang Fan looked at the sky and found that it was already afternoon. He shrugged his shoulders and walked directly towards the college. He must now refine it as soon as possible. In addition, the reason why he was anxious was that he hoped that he would be himself.
You can reach the strength of the emperor as soon as possible, so that he may be qualified to find his father Feng Batian?
"Boy, hand over what you took from the auction!" Two men stood in front of Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan encountered this kind of thing twice, and didn't care at all. He glanced at the two of them indifferently: "I want to show my strength! Otherwise, get out!"
"What an arrogant boy!" The two of them were stunned at the same time, and sneered at the same time, and their energy rose.
More than ten minutes later, Zhang Fan put away the sword, coldly swept the two corpses, and continued to walk towards the academy.
On the way back, Zhang Fan was stopped by three people again. The leader was a young man. At this time, he had a curiosity on his face. He didn't want to make trouble, but the place where the man looked at it was
The little monster in his arms.
"This monster is good, brother, please give me a price!" The man's mouth curled slightly, looking at Zhang Fan with a faint coldness.
"Okay, 500 million spirit-level crystal cores!" Zhang Fan knew nothing good in his heart, so he looked at the man and sneered.
The man's smile suddenly froze, and then his smile slowly closed, his eyes became extremely low and said, "Brother is playing tricks on me!"
"A crystal core!" The man stretched out a finger and then sneered: "A low-level crystal core, if you buy it, you can choose not to sell it, but you will definitely not survive for a moment!"
After hearing this, Zhang Fan suddenly laughed, his eyes were covered with a faint purple color, and then he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll sell it!" Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Fan's body moved, an illusory shadow, a rich energy,
The intimidating edge suddenly explodes, which is definitely considered as the speed of war.
He is no longer the same as before. In half a year, he is already at the ninth level of the general level. When he just entered the general level of the general level, he dared to challenge the masters of the Martial King level. So what about now?
The existence of King Wu is absolutely no problem.
Why did he go to the battlefield of life and death? Because in the arena in the academy, he once again has a name, challenge king!
Unless he is an extremely terrifying master, such as the emperor level, it is difficult for Zhang Fan to fail. However, it is worth mentioning that in the past six months, some people have advanced to the emperor level, and he has challenged the emperor level's strength.
The master, in the end, he was completely defeated. However, he also understood one thing. The gap between King Wu and Emperor Wu was as huge as a chasm.
As for another thing, it is a very good thing, because within the past six months, there have been three times in the outer courtyard, and 80% of the people who entered the inner courtyard were basically punished by God.
Needless to mention the name, the divine punishment quietly started in the inner courtyard.
"Ah!" A scream appeared, and the man's finger that had not yet been taken back almost fell down instantly. When Zhang Fan was about to wipe the man's neck with a sword, the two middle-aged men standing behind him looked at the faces of the two middle-aged men standing behind him.
It changed suddenly and rushed towards Zhang Fan in an instant. They didn't expect that this young man would do it as soon as he said he could, and the speed was still so fast.
Feeling the huge pressure, Zhang Fan's expression also changed slightly. The strength of these two men is definitely not simple.
"Eight Desolate Art!" Almost instantly, Zhang Fan directly exploded the Eight Desolate Art, and the attacks burst out as the Earth-level martial arts were absolutely fierce and powerful.
With a sudden explosion, at the moment when the two of them paused, Zhang Fan's hidden killing move appeared again. The cold sharp edge between the killing gods was like a tornado. When using this move, Zhang Fan
The figure galloped out, and he knew in his heart that he was no match for both of them at all, because their aura was very terrifying. He was probably close to the strength of King Wu, but the other party could still make him feel this aura.
It is obvious that the opposition is either a strong man at the imperial level or a strong man close to the imperial level. Anyway, both the former and the latter are not easy to fight against.
After Zhang Fan galloped out, he seemed to hear the man's scream: "Catch this for me, I won't die a bad death!"
As the man's voice fell, the two people also immediately chased after him, with extremely fast speed.
Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a cold chill inside. He saw that the identities of the three people were not simple, especially the man, who was swaying around the street with two such masters.
If you have a low status, you will definitely not be like this.
Seeing that the distance was getting closer, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face. His right hand spread out, and Xuanyuan instantly floated out. Almost at that moment, his body that rushed forward stopped instantly, his body turned around instantly, and his right hand was holding it.
Xuanyuan's sharp edge instantly turned towards the two of them, and Zhang Fan was rushing forward with him.
The Soul Reverse Art surged wildly in his body, and in an instant, Zhang Fan's momentum began to soar bit by bit. At this time, the pressure from the two of them directly melted away with him.
Since the other party was so persistent at this time, he would never show any mercy.
The illusory sword shadow appeared, and the Tianquan Sword was instantly covered with a layer of purple intent. The heart-wrenching sharpness also carried Xuanyuan's power. Because it was Zhang Fan's instant explosion, both of them were
It appeared a little embarrassed, and at this time, Zhang Fan's figure fell directly in front of a person. As the sword intent surged, the illusory sword shadow floated and directly wiped towards the man's neck, with extremely fast speed.
"Looking for death!" The man's pupils contracted, and his body's energy surged up instantly, with a faint burst of momentum.
Zhang Fan smiled, still waved his right hand, and the consequence of underestimating the enemy is death!
As he understood the new sword intent, the long sword instantly cut through the energy emitted by the man and directly smeared on the man's neck. With a sword, Zhang Fan's body paused slightly, and then he instantly looked at him again.
Another man rushed over.
As for the man's expression just now, he stretched out his hand and touched his neck. However, when his hand was halfway through, his pupils began to scatter, and his breath became weaker in an instant, and his mouth opened.
The body fell to the ground.
"Jinnian!" After seeing the man lying on the ground, another man was a little dull, his eyes suddenly turned red, and then he looked at Zhang Fan who was rushing up and said, "You actually killed my brother, I'll let him go
You're broken into pieces!"
The man growled out, and almost instantly his energy became extremely terrifying.
"Big Sun Dominator!"
As the man's low voice fell, the man spread his right hand and a afterimage appeared, almost instantly appearing in front of Zhang Fan. His right hand bent instantly and grabbed Zhang Fan's chest hard.
The bursting of force made people feel a little suffocating.
"Purple Thunder Vajra Body!" Zhang Fan also shouted in an instant, and the energy in his body exploded from his body. At the same time, Zhang Fan reached out and grabbed the little monster, and once again without hesitation.
He threw it out, and the stern meaning was filled with silence. He would never let the other party have a good time when he was seriously injured at this time.
"Touch!" With a dull sound, Zhang Fan's body bent slightly, and a mouthful of blood was spitting out of his mouth, and his face turned pale in an instant.
"Die!" In a hurry, Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, his eyes were a little crazy. Even though the sword in his hand did not carry any force, under the crazy will, it directly cut through the man's body and burst into pieces.
The energy was smeared hard at the man's neck.
"Then die together!" The man smiled miserably: "Big Sun Thunder Hand!"
As the man's voice fell, a suffocating breath filled again, and his right hand slammed hard at the same place on Zhang Fan's chest with crazy strength.
However, Zhang Fan's speed was a little faster, and the long sword instantly hit the man's neck. However, the man's fist was less than an inch away from Zhang Fan at this time. At this time, Zhang Fan had no way to avoid it.
But at this time, the white light code, the man's body flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. At this time, Zhang Fan felt a warmth in his chest, and the little guy fell on him, and then again
I felt a warm energy covering his body.
Zhang Fan looked at the little monster in his arms and found its moving eyes. He was full of anger when he looked at him. It was obvious that the reason for being angry was because Zhang Fan threw it out in a crisis.
"Little guy is sorry, I just don't want you to be hurt!" Zhang Fan understood the little monster's intentions very much. He said weakly, with an ugly smile on his face.