Ye Fan's words revealed a strong confidence. Even though he had only met him once, Chen Fang still believed that Ye Fan had the means to decipher the tomb drawings. This kind of confidence has no reason, but it is real.
With.
"good!"
Under the influence of this atmosphere, Chen Fang surprisingly didn't say any more nonsense. He came to Sun Yang in a few steps. Then, with a suck of his palm, he grabbed the Qiankun bag hanging on the former's waist.
In the palm of your hand.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Sun Yang. In order for me to survive, you can only report to the Palace of Hell with your unlucky brother!"
Although Chen Fang said he was sorry, there was no trace of guilt in his tone. He was living in the Sun family, but the latter's family failed to give him a corresponding sense of belonging. In the final analysis, apart from some direct bloodlines, the Sun family
, those outsiders are just tied up by the Sun family for their own interests. Once this rope is cut, it seems that the only ending for the Sun family will be to fall down the tree and disperse.
And now, it is a small microcosm of that situation.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Fang stopped talking nonsense. A pair of palms were entangled with mysterious energy, and a cold aura filled with cold murderous intent penetrated Sun Yang's skin and wantonly destroyed his mind.
Facing the threat of death, Sun Yang struggled desperately to stand up from the ground again. However, the injuries on his body were already quite serious. It can be said that only a trace of life fluctuation was still hanging on to his body.
Life. Therefore, Sun Yang's struggle was extremely pale and weak!
"Although I have no interest in the people you killed, today can be regarded as revenge for them. When you get to the Lord of Hell, don't forget to ask for credit for me!"
The palm of his hand swung down violently, and then with Sun Yang's extremely hateful eyes, he slashed hard at his neck.
"Crack!"
After a crisp sound, a huge head floated into the air. A stream of blood spurted out from his broken neck.
The blood column, which was more than one meter high, looked particularly weird and bloody under the glare of the sun!
"Sir, this is the Qiankun bag worn by Sun Yang."
After dealing with Sun Yang, Chen Fang respectfully held a Qiankun bag in front of Ye Fan, while his heart was beating violently. Now, Sun Yang was dead, and his life was completely over.
It was handed over to Ye Fan's hands. Life and death were all determined by the former's words.
He casually took the Qiankun bag, and then Ye Fan probed his consciousness into the Qiankun bag.
This Sun Yang is worthy of being the young gang leader of the Sun family. The "gold and silver" in the Qiankun bag is quite rich. There are as many as a hundred low-grade black coins and thousands of black stones.
.Moreover, Ye Fan also found two medium-sized black stones deep in the black coins. For a young master of a small family to have such a rich family background, it would seem that Sun Yang had done many evil things in Yangcheng.
In addition to these mysterious coins, Ye Fan also saw many skills, martial arts classics, and a large number of magical weapons, including various types of elixirs and herbs.
However, although none of these things are mediocre, they are not as eye-catching as Ye Fan. As for the weird secret methods that can make the cultivation level skyrocket, Ye Fan has not found any trace.
I feel a little disappointed. The secret method is a bit scary. If Ye Fan can find it, it will definitely increase his strength. In the future, even if he faces a strong person in the middle stage of Tongxuan, he will have one more way to save his life. However, it seems that now
His wishful thinking finally came to nothing.
"This secret method is so valued by the people of the Sun family, and even their young gang leader never carries it with him. It seems that it must not be a mortal thing!"
His eyes flashed rapidly, and when he thought about the profound energy in his body and the soul's instinctive rejection of the secret method, Ye Fan's forehead was also twisted into a "Sichuan" character.
Keeping an eye on the weird secret method, Ye Fan turned his attention to the Qiankun Bag again.
"Whoa!"
There was a flash of light on his hand, and then, a square piece of black cloth appeared in Ye Fan's palm.
When you touch this piece of cloth in your hand, it doesn't feel like ordinary cloth. Instead, it feels as stiff as a stone, and it also has the warm feeling when you touch it on jade!
"It looks like cloth but not cloth, looks like stone but not stone, looks like jade but not jade!" This was Ye Fan's first feeling for the piece of cloth.
Spreading this piece of cloth on the palm of your hand, you can see that there are some landscapes, insects and fish painted on it. Although the painting is good, it is not of great value.
Smiling slightly, Ye Fan naturally knew that these paintings were only used to deceive others. The real secret may require the special method Sun Yang said to find out.
"Chirp!"
At dusk, a burst of soul power suddenly surged out of Ye Fan's mind, and then, under Ye Fan's control, all of these soul powers poured into the piece of cloth.
"Whoa!"
With the influx of soul power, the paintings on the cloth suddenly melted like liquid. At the same time as those pictures melted, it seemed that new pictures could vaguely appear on the cloth.
Seeing this, the smile at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth widened, and soon the power of the soul in his mind was activated to the extreme.
In about a few minutes, all the pictures on the piece of cloth disappeared and were replaced by another picture similar to a map!
"call!"
With all his soul power back in his mind, Ye Fan also moved his gaze to the piece of cloth.
Gradually, the smile on Ye Fan's face became brighter and brighter, and the corners of his grinned mouth made Chen Fang on the side couldn't help but secretly gasp, and at the same time whispered in his mouth: "This girl's expression is really silvery!"
After reading all the pictures on the map, Ye Fan took it back into the Yun Shen Belt together with the treasures in Sun Yang's Qiankun bag.
Then, his slightly cold eyes looked at Chen Fang.
"Are you going to do it yourself? Or do you want me to help you?"
In one sentence, Chen Fang was directly sentenced to death!
"Didn't you say you would spare my life? Now that you have regretted it, are you still not a man?"
Ye Fan's words were like a basin of cold water, freezing Chen Fang's heart into ice. However, he still stimulated Ye Fan as if he had grasped the last straw.
A joking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then Ye Fan said: "It seems that I never said I wanted to let you go from beginning to end, right?"
Hearing this, Chen Fang was also slightly stagnant, but after thinking about the scene just now, he really found that Ye Fan had not said what he said. It seemed that everything was just his wishful thinking!
"How can you spare my life?" Chen Fang said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Ye Fan's expression was indescribably weird. The look he looked at Chen Fang also had a meaning that he couldn't understand.
"If you survive, your family will definitely die! Think about the choice yourself!"
Chapter 158 Age
Ye Fan's words directly caused a wave of waves in Chen Fang's heart.
He is also a wise man, how could he not understand the meaning of Ye Fan's words.
This time he came out with Sun Yang. If he returned to the Sun family alone, Sun Wutu's character would definitely get to the bottom of it. Even if he was lucky enough to get past him, the former's ruthless character might not be able to let him go.
, it is possible that parents, wives, and children are both 60-70% affected.
It would be better for him to die here with Sun Yang and gain a reputation as a loyal protector afterwards. Even if Sun Wutu is indifferent to his loyalty, his family will no longer be implicated.
.
With his head lowered, Chen Fang's expression kept changing from gloomy to sunny. His face was sometimes struggling and sometimes entangled. In the face of death, I am afraid that not many people can be truly calm!
Ye Fan on the side did not bother him anymore at this time.
After thinking hard for a long time, Chen Fang finally made his final decision. Looking at his face again, there was a sense of relief.
"I dare to ask Mr. Ye, if I choose to live an ignoble life, will you let me go?"
Hearing this, Ye Fan shook his head affirmatively. There was a trace of vicissitudes of life that did not belong to this age on his slightly immature face.
"No! I just let you say it yourself. It will be easier for you and me to accept it mentally!"
With a wry smile, Chen Fang was not surprised by Ye Fan's words! Perhaps, as the former said, it would be good for him and Ye Fan if he said those words himself!
"Actually, I've been wondering, are you really only a teenager? Maybe I'm going crazy. In my mind, you always look like an old man who has experienced many accidents!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the profound energy in Chen Fang's dantian was like a roiling ocean wave, crashing wantonly in his meridians. Along with the deep rumbling sounds, his face also darkened inch by inch.
Until the end, even the breath of life completely dissipated.
"Bang!"
Chen Fang, who chose to kill himself in this way, opened his eyes and fell straight backwards. When he landed on the ground, he smashed the dead branches and leaves flying all over the sky.
Moving lightly, Ye Fan slowly walked to Chen Fang's body. Looking at his eyes that had never been closed, a look of sadness appeared on Ye Fan's slightly immature face for the first time.
"You guessed it right. In one month, I will be forty!"
As Ye Fan finished speaking, Chen Fang's eyes, which had not been closed before his death, finally closed slowly.
Looking at the three corpses lying on the ground for the last time, Ye Fan also sighed in his heart. However, after this sigh sounded, his slightly sad face just now soon became covered with sadness.
A layer of child-like greenness. Those tender cheeks made him look more friendly and relieved!
"Now that I have come to this world, I have no intention of worrying about the past. I will just let those memories go away with reincarnation!"
The low and slightly sour voice slowly rose into the sky in the misty forest, and then broke through the thick layer of fog above the head, all the way up, and no one knew where it would eventually float.
The past is like a dream, and now it can be regarded as waking up from a dream. However, in Ye Fan's heart, there is always a beautiful image that is alluring to the country. Even after experiencing hundreds of thousands of reincarnations, that bright smile will not be erased in the slightest. Because
, in this world, she is also Ye Fan’s only motivation to survive!
"I don't hate the mundane world, I just want to hold my hand in the next life and enjoy the nine states together."
The young man's vow is still lingering in his ears. This promise, even after traveling through reincarnation, will still remain true to his original love!
Three days later.
The young man walked alone in the dense jungle, holding the halberd tightly in his hand and fidgeting with the thorns under his feet from time to time.
The young man's face was still stained with traces of blood that had not yet dried up, giving the young man a cold and stern temperament at first glance.
"This should be the Wukui Forest marked on the map. It seems that we need to speed up our journey and try to reach the burial place - Chisha Plain within three days!"
Looking down at the piece of cloth in his hand, Ye Fan said with a deep expression.
After leaving the misty forest, he went straight to the so-called Wukui Forest. In the past three days, he also experienced a lot of fights, but most of them were some blind monsters who came looking for him.
Trouble, as for people, it is rare to encounter it, and even if they do meet, both parties are wary of each other. After a few words at most, they go their separate ways.
It is said that people with different principles do not conspire against each other, not to mention that Ye Fan is alone outside. No matter who he is, he must always be cautious, otherwise, he may really be betrayed by others, and he will not be able to find a grave to cry!
As for the Wukui Forest, he didn't know much about it.
It's just a few words gleaned from other people's mouths.
The Wukui Forest is located in the southeast of Lincheng, and it is vast! There are quite a lot of monsters in it, and there are rumors that in this Wukui Forest, someone has seen a peak monster in the Palm Xuan realm.
Of course, Ye Fan still doesn't believe these rumors. After all, monsters of that level have the ability to shake up mountains and fill seas. How can this small Wukui Forest be able to accommodate them?
However, there are many monsters with the power of controlling the mysterious realm in Wukui Forest. If these monsters are encountered by Ye Fan, there is a high probability that they will be swallowed into the belly of the monster.
As for Lincheng, it is one level higher than Yangcheng. Strictly speaking, it should belong to a medium-sized city. As for the cultivation level of the people in power in the city, Ye Fan guessed that they were at least in the early stage of Zhangxuan! Otherwise, they would definitely not have the strength to intimidate them.
Those powerful families in the city.
The reason why Ye Fan did not take the main road was to get to the Red Sand Plain earlier. After all, he was not sure if anyone knew about the news about the tomb in advance, so if he wanted to get some benefits, he had to be there before everyone else.
Before, otherwise the oil and water would have been fished out, but he still went there to join in the fun.
Of course, Ye Fan also considered the dangers involved. He just wanted to become a strong man, but he didn't have the guts to be the first to eat crabs. It would be better to stay in the family honestly and become a second-generation ancestor. How comfortable would that be?
Why come all the way here and suffer this foreign crime?
"In the realm of soul control, there should be some rare treasures in the tombs of those powerful men!"
Whispering in his mouth, Ye Fan became even more curious about the tomb in the soul-controlling realm. As early as in Yangcheng, he felt the power of the soul, and these times when facing the realm of life and death, there were many
It was all the power of the soul that helped him overcome the difficulties. Moreover, the identity of the soul master in the Duanmu Dynasty was almost closely linked to words such as nobility and mystery, which made Ye Fan's understanding of the way of soul cultivation
, and became even more curious!
Chapter 159: Attack and Killing
"Da da da!"
Ye Fan walked slowly in the quiet forest, and the subtle footsteps combined with the soft sound of the wind were clear to his ears.
It has been more than half a day since he entered the Wukui Forest. In this half day, Ye Fan's footsteps should have reached the middle of the forest. And from here, he can penetrate deep into the Red Sand Plain.
Taking the main road can save you a whole day's journey.
"Chirp!"
And just when Ye Fan was thinking about how to move forward, a figure suddenly appeared from the tree crown on the left. Even when the figure was only five meters away from Ye Fan, he didn't notice it at all.
In the past, Ye Fan's six senses, which had been transformed by the Golden Spirit Fruit, were far superior to ordinary people. Even monks at the same level could not match them. Who would have thought that today's proud and powerful six senses can even approach the enemy?
I haven't found it yet around me.
It wasn't until the figure came within four meters of Ye Fan that he noticed something strange.
Suddenly turning his head, he saw the figure flashing across the space like a thunderbolt, approaching him. In the hand of the figure, there was a long black sword, like the fangs of a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, inadvertently.
Suddenly burst out, and then inserted into the enemy's artery!
The speed of that figure was even higher than that of Ye Fan. Therefore, Ye Fan only felt a blur in front of his eyes. The long sword, which did not reflect any light under the sunlight, was already close to his neck.
"puff!"
A bloodstain the size of a needle tip was revealed on the neck, and a drop of dazzling red seeped out. The long sword seemed ordinary, and there was no sharp breath flowing out, and it even penetrated the skin on Ye Fan's neck.
At that time, he didn't feel anything strange at all.
This weird situation is definitely the only one that Ye Fan has ever seen in his life. Moreover, it further proves that the long sword and the sudden attack of the figure are by no means easy!
"戗!"
Faced with the sudden attack, Ye Fan didn't even have room to speak. He thrust out the long halberd in his hand, and the white halberd blade suddenly turned sideways, and then blocked the long sword impartially.
"Ding!"
After a slight sound, the long sword accurately stabbed the blade of the white halberd.
And when the long sword stabbed Ye Fan's halberd, he didn't even feel the slightest bit of force. It was as if the long sword thrust out was lighter than a feather!
When the figure approached Ye Fan, he discovered that the latter's face was covered with a layer of black cloth. In the exposed eyes, there was no other emotion except the cold killing intent. His eyes were like those of a man who only knew killing.
machine,
"squeak!"
The tip of the sword touched the blade of the halberd, and the masked man's body, which was still in the air, twisted strangely. Then, the sharp sword tip also deflected slightly and followed the blade of the halberd, slashing diagonally towards Ye Fan again.
throat.
The masked man changed his moves very quickly, and even before Ye Fan had time to react, the long sword with a hint of cold murderous intent was close to his neck again.
With the long sword pressed against his neck, even if Ye Fan was not afraid of death, he couldn't help but feel a chill spreading from the bottom of his heart. The skin on his neck was even stung by a layer of tiny goosebumps from the coldness!
This person's cultivation level is not very tyrannical. Even Zhou Yuantong, who died in Ye Fan's hands a few days ago, is a little inferior. At most, it is the same as that of Chen Fang later. However, this person's strength, or assassination methods
, absolutely top-notch.
This man had been hiding in the canopy for an unknown amount of time, but he did not see any disturbance in his breathing. He could also keenly sense that Ye Fan was in a gap when he was thinking, and he accurately grasped the timing, and once he made a move, it was a killer move.
, Ye Fan has no doubt that if he had hesitated just a moment, he would have been a cold corpse lying on the ground now.
The long sword was so close that even Ye Fan could clearly feel the cold temperature emanating from the long sword. At this time, it was already too late to block with the Falling Cloud Halberd! Forced into desperation, Ye Fan had no choice but to
He gave up the halberd in his hand and used a pair of fleshy palms to block the front of his throat.
"laugh!"
The long sword, which contained cold killing intent, pierced the powerful profound energy on the surface of the palm. Only a slight sound was heard, and then, the violent energy that was enough to seriously injure a strong man with half-step to the realm of Tongxuan was struck by that sword.
Under it, it burst apart inch by inch.
The long sword paused for a moment, then exploded out. The bursting profound energy was also shrouded in an invisible killing intent, and was chopped into pieces, and then floated in the air with the air!
"puff!"
With a flash of white light, the sharp sword blade pierced Ye Fan's palm without any hindrance, and then continued to stab Ye Fan's neck without losing force.
The sharp pain in his palm made Ye Fan's nerves tighten slightly, and then he stared closely at the long sword that pierced through, with a hint of cruelty in his dark eyes.
.
The profound energy in the Dantian surged crazily into the arm, and then poured into the injured palm along the meridians. An extremely tyrannical momentum also rose at the same time. Covered by this tyrannical momentum, the long sword stabbed
The output speed was slightly hindered.
Taking advantage of this gap, Ye Fan tilted his head, and then, holding the long sword in his palm containing tyrannical energy, he suddenly moved it sideways to the right side of his body.
"Creak!"
The most direct consequence of the sudden change of direction of the palm was that the long sword cut out a bloody gash half a finger long in the flesh on the palm. Looking through the scars on the back of the hand, one could clearly see the scar on the outside of the palm.
The shameless man in black.
However, Ye Fan's unexpected move also caused the long sword that stabbed at the throat to deviate from its original trajectory. Then, it stuck to the skin on his right shoulder and stabbed behind Ye Fan.
The long sword in his hand was clamped by Ye Fan's palm, and the masked man's body also rushed forward. Because of the angle, the masked man at this time was more like Ye Fan's long-lost lover, who couldn't wait to meet again.
Fell into his arms.
"Bang!"
How could Ye Fan let go of such an excellent opportunity? He raised his left palm, and when the veins popped out, he slapped the masked man's chest brazenly. The huge force on his palm directly hit the latter's chest.
The chest was collapsed by the blast, leaving a hole the size of a fist!
"Wow!"
Suffering this heavy attack, the masked man spurted out a large mouthful of blood. Because his face was covered, most of the blood was swallowed back into his stomach!
The palm of his hand was pressed against the chest of the masked man, and a collision like a locomotive made the masked man's body roar and fly backwards in the opposite direction to Ye Fan!
At the same time, Ye Fan's right palm that was still attached to the masked man burst out, and his five fingers were like iron pliers, pulling off the black scarf on the masked man's face!