Alas...my magic weapon! Jiang Fan has lost spiritual contact with the Phantom Sword. He knows that his spiritual weapon and magic weapon is finished...
It was too dangerous here. Jiang Fan collected the things dropped by the two Extreme Fire Temple disciples and prepared to leave here...
As soon as he reached the entrance of the cave, Jiang Fan suddenly took a breath of cold air... He saw more than a dozen monks in red clothes standing at the entrance of the cave. These people were all monks of the Extreme Fire Temple.
"Senior Brother Gu, it seems that the two junior brothers disappeared here!~"
The disciple of Jihuo Temple, known as Senior Brother Gu, snorted: "Two idiots, want to go behind my back and swallow up the heart of the fire spirit? Do they have that ability!~"
Jiang Fan's heart skipped a beat. This person's name was Gu Anlong. This time, among the group of people who entered the Blood Demon Secret Realm, he was considered a top-notch master, the absolute pinnacle.
If his Phantom Sword was still there and he was still in his prime, he wouldn't be afraid of him, but now...
Jiang Fan knew that he might be... but Jiang Fan was not too afraid. If it didn't work, he quickly tore up the teleportation talisman and teleported out. Could they still chase him out and kill him again?
But Jiang Fan didn't want to do this until the last moment!
Gu Anlong looked at Jiang Fan, his spiritual thoughts swept away, and he was slightly surprised: "It turns out that he is also a monk with advanced skills, haha! But it looks like he was seriously injured!"
A disciple of Jihuo Temple suddenly said: "Senior Brother Gu, it seems that he was covered with a demon-binding fire net before. He still has that kind of aura on him, I'm afraid..."
Gu Anlong knew that those two idiots were from the same sect and were probably killed by this person, but he didn't care. What did it have to do with him whether those two idiots died or not?
"This junior fellow of Tianyi Sect, if you hand over the Fire Spirit Heart, I can let go of the past for killing my two juniors!~"
Gu Anlong looked like a tiger with a smile on his face, Jiang Fan was not stupid! He would not let him go whether he wanted to deal with the Heart of the Fire Spirit or not.
However, Jiang Fan still told the truth about what happened before. It is fair to God. Although these people in front of him are extremely fire-minded, and telling them justice is equivalent to playing harp to a cow, Jiang Fan still told the truth.
After Jiang Fan finished speaking, a disciple of Jihuo Guan shouted angrily: "You fart! How could Senior Brother Jing and Senior Brother Yuan do this? You must be greedy for the Fire Spirit Heart, so you killed them two, and you did it in a sneak attack.
!Hmph... In that lava cave, even you, a metallic monk in your heyday, couldn't defeat Senior Brother Jing and Senior Brother Yuan who joined forces. It must have been you who used despicable means!~"
Jiang Fan shouted angrily: "You guys from Jihuo Temple are all despicable and shameless! This was the case twice before. Now I see your group of people again, hahaha... The dignified Jihuo Temple,
It turns out that the most powerful thing is not playing with fire, but being shameless..."
"Stop being so arrogant! Watch me destroy you!~"
The Jihuoguan disciple who was arguing with Jiang Fan only had one layer of skills, but with so many fellow apprentices supporting him, and the man in front of him being seriously injured, he wasn't afraid anymore...
Boom... The two of them exchanged moves. Jiang Fan took a few steps back, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. The other party also took a few steps back. His face alternated between red and white, but he was not injured. The man laughed wildly: "Tianyimen's
It’s just rubbish, this layer of skill is nothing more than that! Hahaha..." A group of disciples from the Jihuo Temple laughed one after another.