Chapter 420: Is It Raining?
As the time passed, the people of the Huangfu family gathered together and muttered nervously, and Zhao Fan was also extremely nervous.
His trick was too dangerous.
However, the appeal of the Huangfu family was still enough after all, and twenty minutes later, Zhao Fan used his exploration technique to see seven or eight figures rushing towards this side, looking extremely anxious.
His gaze was immediately fixed on the Golden Crowned Daoist who was the leader, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
He had seven minutes left.
Enough is enough!
"Thank you Qingyu for your help, these people are all from the Heavenly Dragon Academy, and please ask the Dao Master to help us take revenge!"
Eight Taoists wearing gossip robes soon arrived at the attic courtyard, and as soon as everyone in the Huangfu family saw the golden-crowned Taoist at the head, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and stood up and saluted one by one with respectful faces, and when they turned their heads to look at Zhao Fan and Mo Feng, their eyes were full of resentment.
"No, wasn't he injured just now, how did he get better so quickly?"
Just looking back, several people in the Huangfu family let out an exclamation in unison, with a look of disbelief on their faces.
This group of people can be regarded as an afterthought, and the process of waiting just now is like a year, and they can't stop worrying. At this moment, his mind relaxed, and after calming down, he found that Mo Feng, who had been seriously injured and dying just now, had actually regained his strong momentum. And the few wounds on Zhao Fan's chest, now he can't even see the scars at all.
"This, how is this possible?
Several people in the Huangfu family felt that their perception of the whole world had been subverted, and they were all muttering to themselves, looking dazed for a while.
"Since he is a member of the Heavenly Dragon Academy, then the poor path can only act for the heavens!"
The Golden Crown Old Dao, who was the leader, glanced at the people of the Huangfu family with some disdain, and didn't bother to pay attention to them anymore, his eyes swept at Zhao Fan and Mo Feng, and after saying it casually, the seven Daoists behind him rushed towards this side.
Where did Zhao Fan dare to delay the slightest time?
Almost before these people entered the door, they had already taken out their super sniper rifles, and after the two sides greeted each other and reconfirmed the identity of the Qingyu Daoist, they had already pulled the bolt.
It was really an unexpected gain, he had already heard Fang Jingxue say that among the ancient martial forces, there was a clear mind.
And this Qingyu Old Dao, in Fang Jingxue's memory, was already the strength of the innate peak more than twenty years ago. And now this person is respected by the people of the Huangfu family as the head of the family, even if it is not the strength of the great grandmaster, killing him can bring a devastating blow to the Ming Xinguan.
"Tianlong Academy, has it fallen to this level? You actually use this kind of worldly firearm to deal with martial arts masters? Do you think you have a chance to shoot? Even if you shoot, who can you hit?"
Several Daoists who came around saw that Zhao Fan actually had a decent aim, and they couldn't help laughing, and at the same time as the ridicule came out, they had already made a move, and almost unexpectedly punched Zhao Fan in the chest.
Seeing that Zhao Fan was sent out of thin air, not only Mo Feng and the others were anxious and surprised, but even the people of the Huangfu family were a little confused.
Could it be that the duration of his "secret art" has ended?
"Bang!"
An incomparably loud roar suddenly appeared, and everyone was startled by this roar.
And when everyone looked at Zhao Fan, who was in mid-air, the muzzle of the gun was completely facing the sky, and the unbridled laughter rang out immediately.
"Haha, it's really laughing to death, is this a bird or a moon?"
"It seems that his secret technique has really failed, and he still wants to rely on this kind of thing to win, it is simply incorrigibly naΓ―ve!"
"Worldly people just have too narrow horizons, this kind of thing may be a big killer against ordinary people, but in front of martial arts masters, it is completely a toy!"
The people of the Huangfu family and the people of Mingxinguan all looked at Zhao Fan, who had been struck by recoil on the roof of the attic, and they all laughed. They didn't notice at all that the Qingyu Dao people who were still in the style of a grandmaster just now, standing at the door, had turned into a rain of blood and were falling one after another.
"Huh, is it raining?"
Huangfu Shuo, who was closest to Qingyu Daoist, was sitting on the ground weakly at the moment, a few drops of blood rain fell on his face, and he had some doubts in his heart, and after reaching out and touching it, he saw blood all over his hands.
Subconsciously retracted his gaze and looked around, and then he saw countless broken bones and flesh on the ground, as well as the golden crown in the pile of fragments.
"Green, green, green jade road long ......"
Huangfu Shuo's mournful shout attracted everyone's attention, and when they heard him stammering out the name of the Qingyu Daoist, everyone subconsciously looked at the location of the Qingyu Daoist.
A cool air rushed to the top of the head all the way to the tail vertebrae, and everyone instantly stiffened in place like ice sculptures.
"Mo Lao, there is not much time, don't be stunned, hurry up!"
Not only were the people on the other side stunned, but Mo Feng and several people from the Gu family were also stunned, and Gu Ziyan was even more pale, bending over and retching.
What kind of gun is this?
A master at the level of a great grandmaster was actually broken to pieces like this?
Didn't he just shoot him in the sky? That's how he hit?
Hearing Zhao Fan's shout, Mo Feng reacted, and a pair of iron fists instantly swung out five or six strong winds, and with great strength, they blasted towards several Mingxinguan masters who were close at hand.
Zhao Fan originally thought that all the masters who came from Mingxinguan were grandmasters, but after Mo Feng made a move, he found out that there were only two grandmaster masters among these seven people, and the rest were all just innate.
Three people screamed and fell down before Mo Feng made a move, and the remaining four people who were already scared and about to go crazy lifted the injured three people without any hesitation, and rushed out without stopping.
As Zhao Fan expected, the heads of the sect are all dead, and the masters at the level of the great grandmaster are all hanging, where do these people still have the courage to fight again?
With so many people facing Mo Feng as a grandmaster master, they also felt that they could beat it. But the muzzle of the gun in Zhao Fan's hand on the roof shook at will, and every time he pointed at a position, someone was frightened and screamed.
How can this be fought?
Naturally, they wouldn't know that Zhao Fan only had one bullet left now, and they would never waste this bullet on their people.
The people of the Huangfu family were completely desperate, and several people were even a little glad that their head of the family, Huangfu Yi, did not come.
Otherwise, Zhao Fan was probably not the head of Mingxinguan, Qingyu Daoren, but the head of the Huangfu family, Huang Fuyi.
A few older ones, knowing that they were going to die, had already accepted their fate.
And the youngest young man, where is the slightest arrogance at this time?
Crying loudly in his mouth, he knelt down in the direction of Zhao Fan, crying and begging for mercy while kowtowing vigorously.
Huang Fushuo and the others saw that this person was so unbearable, and their already desperate faces became more and more ugly. The three grandmaster masters who were this person's uncle were all a little red in their eyes, and they looked extremely disappointed.
"Abolish their cultivation and throw it out!"
Zhao Fan saw Mo Feng's gaze and waved his hand calmly.
Mo Feng hesitated slightly, but he didn't disobey him. After a burst of ghost crying and wolf howling and muffled snorting, the eight people who came to the Huangfu family this time had all been abolished by him.
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"What happened here today, I'm afraid that soon the entire Guwu Force will know about it. With this shock, they will never dare to act rashly again, but when they reappear, Childe will have to be careful. β
"Although these people have a different style of handling things from us because of their isolation from the world, they are not really stupid. Once they do it again, I'm afraid they'll be able to deal with your tactics in confidence. β
The car moved smoothly towards the Gu family's other residence on the outskirts of the capital, and Zhao Fan, who had fallen into a thin position, lay weakly on his side in the back seat. Although the results of this battle were remarkable, Mo Feng, who was sitting beside him and supporting him, did not have too much relaxed look, but said in a solemn tone.
"With the temperament of the ancient martial forces, they will never stop there. If I'm not mistaken, that young man should be the son of the head of the Huangfu family. For these ancient martial forces, being abolished and cultivating is even more uncomfortable than killing him. β
"My son and my own brother have suffered such a big loss from me, I don't believe that the head of the Huangfu family will let go so easily. I'm not afraid of any of their movements, but I'm afraid that they won't make any of them. β
"As long as they dare to take the lead, we have the opportunity to weaken them constantly. If the situation really develops to the point where a big battle like that of thirty years ago is to be fought one day, the Tenryuin side will have some more chances of winning. β
Zhao Fan smiled indifferently, and didn't feel anything to fear.
Now his strength is not enough, if the great grandmaster of the Huangfu family comes, it will be a big deal to use up another bullet.
And when the system is upgraded, his ability to protect himself will be stronger, even if the other party still has any magic weapons, he already has the ability to deal with it.
"By the way, Mo Lao, you must remember the things I asked you to ask me for. You must find a way to find me a few herbs from the last year in these days, I have an urgent need!"
Speaking of this, Zhao Fan looked at this Mo Feng and said again.
"I have already told them that they should go to the capital tomorrow and will bring things directly, and now there is accurate news, only three wild ginseng plants. β
Mo Feng nodded, helped Zhao Fan sit up a little straighter, and said in his mouth.
"Did you find three so quickly?"
Zhao Fan didn't expect that there would be a surprise, piecing together, now the experience points have accumulated a little more than eighteen million, and there are still two million to upgrade.
If the wild ginseng collected this time is all 100 years old, and each plant converts 500,000 experience points, then the upgrade is already close at hand.
As soon as I opened the system panel and looked at the data, my eyes fell on the contribution value.
There are still a lot of contribution points left, and the previous contribution points have not been used up, but after solving the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect, there are five thousand points rewarded, and now there are more than six thousand five hundred points left.
Anyway, now he can't do anything else except lie down, so he began to brush up the mall.
He didn't go directly to the high-level mall, but carefully rummaged through the mid-level mall.
The car went all the way to the suburbs, and less than twenty minutes passed. The contribution points were used up to two thousand four, and I bought a few dispensable things, but the things I wanted never appeared.
He'd love to get his hands on the Super Sniper Rifle again, but there's something like that, he just doesn't show up when you really want it, and he appears in front of you with a mocking face when you don't want it.