Alas! Sometimes when someone is unlucky, the more afraid you are, the more likely it will happen. Lin Fan was just about to leave when his waist suddenly tightened.
"Little slut, wait for me here! Well..."
Lin Fan struck out with his palm, but it missed.
He reached out to untie his hands around his waist, but the Overlord Flower locked his neck tightly.
An elbow hit was missed. Bawanghua penetrated his armpit, came face to face with him, and hugged him tightly.
Just when the two lips were a millimeter apart, Lin Fan's eyes darkened and his demonic state was activated.
His arms shook, and the demonic aura erupted, causing Overlord Flower to scream, but it did not break free from her restraints.
This woman was like a snake clinging to Lin Fan. Lin Fan used hard and soft tactics and tried various methods, but he still could not hurt her.
Occasionally, he would have close contact with her, and every inch of his skin would be touched by this woman, which made him furious, but he could not do anything about her.
People on the street saw the two people entangled tightly together, and they all came to watch. In a moment, they were surrounded by water.
Lin Fan had never experienced anything like this before. He wanted to teleport out, but his feet seemed to be frozen and unable to move.
"Zila..." The sound of clothes being torn was heard.
Lin Fan felt a chill on his back and his robe slipped down.
Then I felt my waist loosen up, and my belt was lifted high by the Overlord Flower, fluttering in the wind extremely silky.
"Master Lin, let's go!" With a sweet shout, Lin Fan felt his whole body relax, and a burst of fragrance hit his nostrils.
The person who came was none other than the woman Lin Fan knew who had appeared with Yang Qingtian before. She grabbed Bawanghua's black hair and poked Bawanghua's armpits three times with her curved fingers.
He poked Bawang Hua three times on both sides of his neck again. Watching Bawang Hua's figure gradually fade away, he threw a piece of men's clothing to Lin Fan and urged him to leave quickly.
Breaking free from the restraints, Lin Fan teleported outside the small town and traveled millions of miles in the blink of an eye.
Just as he stopped, two women with towering hair appeared in front of them, shaking their heads and looking around at Lin Fan.
Just as he was about to speak, his head felt heavy and he fainted.
"Fan'er, wake up quickly... Fan'er..."
"No, Fan'er has been poisoned by the Netherworld's centrifugal poison... Sister, please think of a way to save Fan'er..."
"Sister...don't you know how to cure this poison?"
"Biyun, this..."
"Sister, please save him quickly...save Fan'er!"
"Oh! It's not that I don't save him, it's the poison..."
Quiet, quiet for a long time...
Lin Fan just vaguely listened to his master talking to another woman, but he couldn't move. After trying for a long time, he found that he couldn't even use his consciousness.
Hearing his master say that he was poisoned now, he carefully recalled the Nine Nether Alchemy Techniques, but could not find any record of the Netherworld Centrifugal Poison that his master mentioned.
"Tick tock...tick tock..."
Lin Fan clearly felt two water droplets falling on his face. He guessed that the master must still be by his side. He felt that these should be the master's tears, because ordinary water droplets would not be so hot.
"Ah ha ha ha! I never expected that the majestic daughter of the Divine Phoenix would be reduced to such a situation..." After a long time, Lin Fan heard the voice of a third woman.
"It's you!" Zhou Biyun's voice sounded.
"Hmph! Want to save him? It's not difficult, but I want to see if you are willing."
Another moment passed.
"I heard that when Xia Youyou fell into the clutches of my father, the prophet used the heart and soul of another woman to save her."
"Actually, it's not that troublesome to save him. As long as you are willing to fight with him... hahaha... after that, your Phoenix Divine Body can stop his heart and soul from being broken... hahaha..."
The woman's laughter gradually faded away as she spoke.
Lin Fan didn't know what she meant by "that future". But he had a hunch that this was definitely not a good thing, otherwise why would she smile like that?
He only heard a faint rustling sound, and Lin Fan felt that someone was taking off his clothes. Clothes were being taken off one after another. Lin Fan didn't know why. He guessed that the master was trying to save him.
"Master, this is..."
"*****!"
"Master..."
After a long time, Lin Fan regained his consciousness, the feeling of controlling his body.
It took a lot of effort to open my eyes and try to move my fingers... but still couldn't.
Try to use your spiritual sense, "Well, where is this? It feels a little familiar..."
"Where's the master?..."
Among the bustling crowds on the street, a plump and white woman was sitting in the teahouse. She turned her head and her provocative eyes frightened Lin Fan to the point that he hurriedly withdrew his consciousness.
When Lin Fan woke up completely, he found himself lying on a big bed in the flower building, with a naked woman lying next to him.
Lin Fan hurriedly got out of bed, picked up clothes from the floor and put them on quickly.
"Is that an illusion? But I clearly remember that it was Master's voice..."
While he was wondering, the woman on the bed stood up and sat up.
"Master, are you in a hurry to leave?" the woman asked, rubbing her eyes.
After hearing this, Lin Fan felt as if he was struck by lightning. He turned around quickly and found that it was indeed this woman's voice. He even suspected that everything before was an illusion.
Because this woman's voice was so similar to his master Zhou Biyun, if Lin Fan didn't look at her face, he would think it was his master who was speaking.
"No! No..."
Lin Fan carefully thought through his thoughts, from when he was entangled by the Overlord Flower to when he met Yang Qingtian, to when the woman around Yang Qingtian helped him escape from the Overlord Flower, and then when he met that strange woman, he couldn't control his body.
…
But he clearly remembered his master calling him Fan'er, and the Netherworld's Heart-living Poison...
"Didn't I already leave this small town? Why am I back here now? This woman is not the strong man she was with before..."
Lin Fan turned his head and glanced at the woman sitting on the bed, and quickly turned back.
Although he had seen a naked woman, she was the one he liked, but now this one... although it wasn't very unpleasant, he still felt awkward.
When he thought of the previous scene, whether it was this woman or his master, it was difficult for him to accept it.
But he didn't know what to do now? Just throw in the towel and leave? But it was the first time in his life that he had confessed so casually, which made him feel very unhappy.
But it would be embarrassing for him to continue to stay here. After all, he wouldn't like to come to this kind of place.
Lin Fan felt very complicated at this time, felt very uncomfortable, and was at a loss, but he didn't know what to do?
He was very afraid that everything here was fake, and that the previous scene was real, after all, that was his master.
The troubles gradually made him feel confused, his eyes gradually darkened, his pupils became darker and darker, and traces of demonic aura overflowed from his body, filling the entire room and the entire flower building in a moment...
When some warriors around the flower building saw the evil energy spreading out of the flower building, they quickly ran out of the city.
There were also some warriors who approached the flower building without fear of death.
No, Yang Qingtian, holding a long sword, stopped outside the flower building with two women, staring at the heads of the women in the flower building that were twisted off one after another and dropped, and the man who once made him fearful.
Yang Qingtian took out a bamboo tube, pointed one end of the bamboo tube towards the sky, pulled down the red rope on the other end of the bamboo tube, and a firework shot into the sky.
The fireworks dissipated, and in the blink of an eye hundreds of warriors flew in from all directions outside the small city. After seeing these warriors, the people in the city fled outside the city.
"Hmph, the old fool won't let us Tianwu God Sect people take action against you, but he didn't say not to let these rogues take action; today I want to see how capable you are?"
Yang Qingtian turned around and flew out of the city as soon as he threw off his clothes. A woman who was following him also followed closely. The other woman looked at the flower house shrouded in magic mist with a sullen face and then flew towards the city.
outside.
After smashing the chest of a Hualou woman with one palm, Lin Fan looked outside the building, turned his eyes and jumped up, smashing through the roof of the building and rushing into the air.
The moment he rushed out of the flower building, hundreds of dark blades rotated and cut tens of thousands of cuts into the flower building. In the blink of an eye, it turned into debris and fell to the ground.
Lin Fan, who had just rushed out, had no time to dodge when four sword energies attacked him from the front, back, left and right. However, he was able to hold them down, and with his strong body, he was not harmed.
Knowing the situation he was in now and whether he could escape, this also made the warriors who came to besiege him not dare to be careless.
"The Demon Subduing Array... rise!" A voice sounded, followed by twenty-four warriors holding long swords who surrounded Lin Fan.
The twenty-four people flew across each other quickly, and each took out the long sword in his hand. With constantly changing gestures, the twenty-four long swords used to chop, chop, pick, and stab, and launched various attacks at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan held the hilt of the Demon-Suppressing Sword with his backhand, and pulled out a ball of sword shadow to protect himself. His figure flashed several times in the air, and the twenty-four people who surrounded him fell one after another like leaves in the wind.
When the other warriors saw that the formation they had worked so hard to prepare was easily broken by this young man who had just entered the Imperial Realm, they all began to feel fear.
Lin Fan, who was so red-eyed, would not care about this. After killing the twenty-four people, he teleported to the nearest old woman and chopped off her head with a sword.
Then he used a ghost attack to rush towards the three young men next to him, killing several of them easily.
The menacing hundreds of warriors, all of whom were at the lowest level of the Imperial Realm, were frightened by such a young man who had just entered the Imperial Realm. Some warriors even began to retreat.
Lin Fan, who turned on the demonization, didn't care about this at all. After killing three young warriors, his figures flashed. The demon-suppressing sword in his hand was like the sickle of death, harvesting lives one by one, and the demonic aura was like the morning mist, binding everyone.
The struggling soul.
These ronin are not like the hothouse flowers of the Tianwu God Sect. Their cultivation resources are fought for on a knife's edge. As long as there is an opportunity to improve their realm, they are not willing to miss it easily, even if they risk a near-death life.
There are always those who are not afraid of death and move forward against the wind. An old man with a sharp beak, monkey cheeks and a hooked nose circled Lin Fan for several times like a snake, and then shot out a green light from the sword finger of his right hand. Before the green light could hit Lin Fan, he