Bi Fan didn't know how many times he had used what he had learned, and almost all the moves were at his fingertips with great ease.
His combat effectiveness has increased a lot, but he is far from being a match for his opponent.
If the people who came here hadn't come to see Bi Fan unleash all his blood demon ****, they would have been ruthless.
He saw that Bi Fan had used it repeatedly, but there were no new tricks.
"Boy, I didn't expect that your upright disciple would actually practice the martial arts of our demon sect. If you hand over those martial arts, maybe I can let you go."
Bi Fan knew very well that this demon sect disciple would definitely not let him go, and handing over the blood demon **** would only make him die faster.
"If you tell me who ordered you, I will hand over my martial arts skills."
Until now, Bi Fan still didn't know who wanted to kill him, and he wanted to find out.
"Boy, I can tell you who wants you dead, but... if you don't surrender your martial arts skills, then you..." The man looked at Bi Fan with a cold look, and the threat was obvious.
"Of course, I can't do any tricks with my strength. Are you still afraid of me running away?"
"Okay, I might as well tell you that the person who wants you dead is an outer steward of the Qingyang Sect. I don't care what his name is. He's just very fat anyway. You should have thought of who it is."
"It's Zhu San who actually colluded with the Demon Sect disciples to harm me." Bi Fan was a little surprised.
"Can you hand over your martial arts skills?" The man was a little anxious.
"Haha..." Bi Fan laughed: "If you want me to hand over my martial arts skills, you'd better kill me."
His attitude is extremely tough and he is determined to die no matter what, so he cannot take advantage of the other party.
"Seeking death!" The man gritted his teeth and smacked his palm suddenly, and the strong wind blew on his face, like a knife.
"Why doesn't God favor me? Since it has given me hope, why should it be extinguished? It's better to keep me mediocre. Damn God! If you don't want to see me, you will go against heaven..."
Bi Fan was yelling and shouting in his heart, his eyes were red and bloodthirsty light flashed.
"Die!" Bi Fan used all his spiritual energy and pounced on the enemy desperately.
"Boom!" With a solid palm strike, Bi Fan took a few steps back and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Bi Fan swallowed the blood directly and rushed towards the opponent again.
That man didn't want Bi Fan to die because he hadn't obtained the martial arts he wanted.
His hand stretched out like lightning, intending to capture Bi Fan alive.
Bi Fan almost lost his mind and did not dodge at all, but the opponent caught him firmly.
"Roar!" Bi Fan struggled hard and couldn't escape.
"Boy, hand over your martial arts skills, or I will make you unable to live or die." The man was furious.
"Ah!" Bi Fan yelled, as if he was crazy and wanted to fight the opponent desperately. He was already unconscious.
Suddenly, traces of black energy emerged from Bi Fan's body, and the black energy entered the opponent's body.
"Ouch!..." The Demon Sect disciple let out an earth-shattering scream.
He let Bi Fan go and rolled on the ground, his face completely distorted, and his body curled up into a ball, like a prawn.
Bi Fan didn't know at all, he just moved his hands wildly, trying to fight to the death with the enemy.
In an instant, the body of the Demon Sect disciple withered and disappeared. There was no trace of his body, leaving only the magic weapons, clothes, broadsword, and a Universe Bag.
A few traces of black energy flew out, became a little bigger, and flew back into Bi Fan's body with joy.
Bi Fan was completely unaware of the external situation. He danced wildly for a while until he was exhausted and fell to the ground.
"Woo..."
After a long time, Bi Fan woke up leisurely and looked around.
"Hey! I'm not dead." Bi Fan said in surprise: "Aren't those the clothes and sword of a disciple of the Demon Sect! There is also a Qiankun bag..."
Bi Fan stood up, looked around, and made an inference: "It seems that some senior saved me and left all the enemy's treasures to me."
"Unknown senior, thank you!" Bi Fan said loudly.
Bi Fan calmed down his excitement and collected all the things left by the Demon Sect disciples.
The clothes are a low-grade magic weapon, and the sword is a high-grade magic weapon. Bi Fan doesn't care. The Qiankun bag is not bad, but I don't know if there is anything in it.
Bi Fan didn't have the mind to care. He was seriously injured and needed treatment.
He climbed up a towering tree, sat on the branch, took out the healing pill, swallowed it, and began to use the Qingyang Immortality Art to repair the injury.
Two hours later, Bi Fan opened his eyes and his injuries were completely healed.
Bi Fan was so agile that he jumped down from the tree in just a few moves.
Although Bi Fan was always at a disadvantage in the battle with the disciples of the Demon Sect, he gained a lot, especially his mastery of martial arts.
Bi Fan had a lot of experience, and he was not in a hurry to leave, so he put it into practice immediately.
The fist is like wind, the sword is like rain, each move is vivid.
Bi Fan has mastered the martial arts skills he has learned and can display them with ease, doubling his power.
After using all the martial arts skills he had learned several times, Bi Fan continued on his way.
Bi Fan soon arrived at Helin Town. It was already evening. He planned to rest for the night and continue on his way tomorrow.
That night, Bi Fan once again thought about his battle experience and then started practicing.
After a hearty battle, Bi Fan felt that he was about to break through the bottleneck and become a strong person in the viscera realm.
Although he failed to make a breakthrough after practicing for a whole night, with Bi Fan's strength, he is still very fast, and it is impossible to break through and become a master of the viscera realm at any time.
The next day, Bi Fan enjoyed breakfast and set off.
Since he was here for training, Bi Fan was not in a hurry and just went sightseeing like an ordinary person.
Not long after walking, Bi Fan clearly felt that he was being followed.
There were many pedestrians on the road, and Bi Fan didn't know who was following them.
Bi Fan deliberately speeded up his pace. Someone was always staring at him, and he had a strong feeling.
This sense of danger was not as strong as before when I met the Demon Sect disciples, but it was not much weaker.
"Why do I have such a strong sense of crisis?" Bi Fan couldn't believe his intuition.
But after what happened yesterday, Bi Fan had to doubt.
Generally speaking, the stronger the strength, the stronger the ability to predict danger.
With Bi Fan's strength, he shouldn't have this ability. Now that he has this super ability, even he himself can't believe it.
Regardless of whether it was true or not, Bi Fan was still prepared.
Once an enemy takes action, Bi Fan has several ways to defend himself and even has the means to counterattack.
Bi Fan pretended to be nonchalant and wandered along, but kept paying attention to the surrounding situation.
He was a little strange. He had just come down the mountain not long ago, so why were there so many enemies waiting for him.
The disciples of the Demon Sect were invited by Zhu San to kill Bi Fan, but who was the instigator of this wave of enemies? Bi Fan was very curious.
Bi Fan began to walk towards a remote place, preparing to lure the enemy out.
Sooner or later, Bi Fan would face things sooner rather than later. He is not the kind of person who is procrastinating.
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