The black shadow was very shocked, "I really didn't expect that someone would escape under the Phantom Demon Sword. You are the first person. I will let you go this time and I will not be so lucky next time!"
With a "swoosh!", the black shadow disappeared.
Jiang Fan secretly took a chance. In fact, it was not that Black Shadow wanted to let him go, but that the Phantom Magic Sword could only be used once, and the person who cast it consumed a lot of physical strength and could not be used again for the second time.
"Brother, are you okay?" Xue Kuian rushed over. He saw the attack of the black shadow just now, which was so terrifying!
"It's okay, the Phantom Demon Sword is really powerful!" Jiang Fan said in fear.
"Brother, who is that black shadow?" Xue Kuian said in confusion.
"It is an ancient sect, named the Ancient Netherworld Sect." Jiang Fandao.
"Ancient Dark Nether Sect? Why have you never heard of?" Xue Kuian has been in society for so many years and has never heard of any ancient Dark Nether Sect.
"This is a very secret ancient sect that has been circulating secretly, and is mainly focused on assassination." Jiang Fan said.
"No wonder it's so powerful, what should we do?" Xue Kui'an said.
"Notify several other backbones to move to the headquarters to strengthen defense and vigilance to prevent assassination." Jiang Fan said.
"Okay, brother, I'll go and notify them immediately." Xue Kui'an left immediately.
In the evening, Jiang Fan returned to his residence in Huaxi Apartment. Shu Min was at school and Liang Yan went to work night shifts. Through today's fight with the dark shadows of the ancient dark Netherworld Sect, Jiang Fan suddenly found that his abilities urgently needed to improve.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Jiang Fan practiced for about an hour, a white-bearded old Taoist appeared on the screen.
"Master, you are here. I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much!" Jiang Fan said respectfully.
"Haha, you kid miss me, probably because you miss the beautiful uncle." Mao Ying, the founder of Maoshan, said.
"Well, the beautiful uncle of course wants it, but he wants a kind and amiable master even more!" Jiang Fan flattered.
"Haha, don't put a high hat on your master. You have practiced well recently. Maoshan acupoints have reached the second level, which is much faster than I thought." Mao Ying smiled.
"Among Master, what are you going to teach me this time? I feel that my strength is not enough!" Jiang Fan said.
"Well, you are humble and studious, good! I will teach you the most powerful Ziyou Heart Method in Maoshan. This mind method is divided into three levels, namely human immortals, earth immortals, and celestial immortals. If you get the first level of human immortals, you can convert your internal force into magic power
, Releasing the Purple Vulture Sword, which has great lethality.” Mao Ying said.
"Wow, there is such a good idea! It's great! What about the second floor?" Jiang Fan said.
"If you reach the second level of earth immortal, you can release the Qingming sword. The person in the sword is infatuated and you can slaughter it." Mao Ying said.
"Damn! Such a great power, what about the third level of celestial immortal?" Jiang Fan said.
"The third level of celestial immortal can release the Tiangang sword. The person who is in the sword immediately loses his soul and absorbs the magic power of the person who is in the sword." Mao Ying said.
"Wow! This is not the Star-sucking Technique. It can absorb human magic power. It's amazing. Master, teach me quickly." Jiang Fan said anxiously.
Mao Ying immediately taught Jiang Fan's Ziyou Heart Method, and Jiang Fan immediately remembered the formula, "Master, the day after tomorrow it will be the Winter Solstice. The disciple's curse of severance has not been cracked yet. Can you help me resolve it?" Jiang Fan begged
road.
"No, you must find the White Tiger to crack the curse of the decay, which will help you improve your skills." Mao Ying said.
"But, that white tiger refused to submit, what should I do?" Jiang Fan said.
"Remember, everything goes with the flow, you will meet the real white tiger. When fate comes, we will meet naturally. Okay, I will leave. You have to practice hard. After this disaster, you will meet the white tiger. Then the dragon and the tiger fight.
, the realm is improved.”
A white light flashed in Tianmu's hole, and Mao Ying disappeared.
"Oh, master, don't leave, there is something to ask you!" Jiang Fan was confused when he heard Mao Ying's words just now. He wanted to ask clearly, but the master left.
There was no way. Jiang Fan only practiced the Ziyou Heart Method taught by his master. He practiced until dawn before Jiang Fan stood up.
When I was at the hospital in the morning, I met Li Hanyan. Today, she wore a black top and her tight clothes stretched her tall breasts tightly.
Jiang Fan found through perspective that Li Hanyan's cover and trousers were both black, and his whole body was black. What kind of play did Li Hanyan sing?
When Li Hanyan saw Jiang Fan, he immediately turned his head and pretended not to see Jiang Fan, ready to pass by him.
"Director Li, you are so mysterious today!" Jiang Fan said with a smile.
"Oh, it's Director Jiang, I don't understand what you mean." Li Hanyan said coldly.
"I don't understand why you wear black all over. Do you like black so much?" Jiang Fan looked at Li Hanyan with his eyes and said with a smile.
"Is there anything wrong with wearing black?" Li Hanyan said unhappily.
"I once saw this statement in a female psychology book. Women who like to wear black covers and underwear are very lustful. Don't you know this is right?" Jiang Fan looked at Li Hanyan with a smile.
"It's nonsense!" Li Hanyan's face turned slightly red, and she turned her body nervously.
"You don't have to turn around. I can see your underwear and pants clearly. It's very charming and I like it very much." Jiang Fan said.
"Tsk, naughty, boring!" Li Hanyan hurriedly fled. She didn't dare to stay anymore, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.
Li Hanyan is like a bucket of gasoline. It can burn with just a little spark. Tomorrow is the winter solstice. What should I do? Jiang Fan looked at Li Hanyan's back and pondered for a moment. He really couldn't think of any way to soak her in her hand.
"Doctor Jiang!" A shout interrupted Jiang Fan's contemplation, and he looked up and found that it was Song Wenjie.
"Brother Song, what's the matter with me?" Jiang Fan said.
Song Wenjie took out a small green notebook from his pocket, "This is your ID, which Xu Weihong asked me to hand it over to you."
Jiang Fan took the green notebook and opened it and saw that it was the Dragon Group's ID, with a dragon-shaped pattern on it and his own name.
"Doctor Jiang, congratulations on being officially called a member of the Dragon Group!" Song Wenjie stretched out his hands and said.
"Oh, thank you, what gift do you give me?" Jiang Fan said with a treacherous smile.
Song Wenjie immediately understood Jiang Fan’s intention and hurriedly said, “Oh, I won’t want the gift!”
"Uh, how can you do without a gift!" Jiang Fan smiled strangely.
"Oh, I don't want it!" Song Wenjie said in panic.
Jiang Fan stretched out his hands and waved at the air, and a large string of covers and trousers fell down.
"I know you have a habit of collecting these things, so these are enough!" Jiang Fan had already walked a long way after saying that.
"Hey, you want to kill me, so many things!" Song Wenjie shouted in panic.
Suddenly, the nurses in the hospital screamed in panic, "Where is my cover, my pants!"