After Zhang Fan hugged Wang Yan and left, he left Meng Yu with a gloomy face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Zhang Fan, you waste still dare to threaten me, I, Meng Yu, will find you out sooner or later and abolish you with my own hands."

Meng Yu almost shouted in a cold voice.

After leaving the stone room, Meng Yu continued to walk forward.

After turning a corner, a stone chamber appeared in front of him, and after Zhang Fan opened the stone chamber, he walked into it with the unconscious Wang Yan in his arms.

Looking at Wang Yan with a pale face, Zhang Fan felt a sense of guilt and a trace of distress that arose in his heart.

Placing Wang Yan's body flat on a stone table, Zhang Fan took out a jade box without hesitation, and after opening the jade box, a strong yuan force directly overflowed into the stone room, which was the four-grade elixir that Zhang Fan snatched.

The four-grade spirit pill, even the martial king-level powerhouses are watching.

Its preciousness is not enough for outsiders either.

"Okay, Wang Yan, even if I, Zhang Fan, owe you a life."

Zhang Fan fed the four-grade elixir to Wang Yan, but Wang Yan's small mouth opened slightly, but she couldn't swallow it.

"Do you want to use your mouth?"

Zhang Fan suddenly thought that once he did this, then this cold beauty would definitely split himself alive after waking up.

Zhang Fan's face began to show a look of hesitation, but in a few seconds, that trace of hesitation was replaced by firmness.

"It's important to save people, if she wants to hack me, won't I run away?"

Zhang Fan laughed self-deprecatingly.

Then the two mouths faced each other, and a wisp of temperature was transmitted into Wang Yan's body, Wang Yan's injuries began to gradually recover, and the contact was separated, Wang Yan's good-looking brows frowned, as if she felt a little different.

However, it was soon devoured by the Yuan Power granted by the elixir.

"You can be regarded as making a lot of money, this four-grade spirit pill can not only restore your injuries, but also help you when you break through to the Martial King level in the future."

Zhang Fan randomly scolded himself in his heart, it was a four-grade elixir, and he gave it away for nothing.

Seeing that Wang Yan's injuries were gradually recovering, Zhang Fan relieved his heart and began to sit cross-legged on his knees, closing his eyes and running the Five Thunder Exercises to begin to restore his spirit and spirit to the peak.

Half an hour later, Wang Yan woke up first.

After waking up, Wang Yan seemed to notice a little difference, and then her delicate little face returned to a cold appearance.

"What do you see?"

Wang Yan glared at Zhang Fan coldly.

"Why did you block that punch for me?"

Zhang Fan's slightly nervous voice came.

Wang Yan's footsteps fled, and as soon as the steps she stepped forward stopped, her body trembled.

"Just take it as a revenge for the misunderstanding you chased and killed last time."

Wang Yan's voice trembled obviously when she said this, and Zhang Fan frowned slightly, as if he noticed Wang Yan's fluctuations.

"This little girl can't like me, right?"

A thought suddenly rose in Zhang Fan's heart, but then this thought was ruled out by Zhang Fan, and Wang Yan didn't spare the slightest hand when he did it to him before.

"This is for you, I know that you consumed a four-grade spirit pill to save me, these three fist-shaped grasses should be returned to you, we don't owe each other."

After throwing Zhang Fan's three fist-shaped grasses, Wang Yan opened the door of the stone chamber and left, which made Zhang Fan's face dull.

"This little girl is injured, wouldn't it be dangerous if she met Meng Yu at this time."

Zhang Fan was vigilant in his heart, his complexion changed several times, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore and chased after him.

Along the way, Wang Yan didn't encounter much trouble, after all, Wang Yan is the fourth-ranked existence on the Tianjiao list, even if she is injured, it is not comparable to ordinary Tianjiao.

Late at night, Zhang Fan hid in a stone chamber and took out three fist-shaped grasses.

"Meng Yu, when I refine these three fist-shaped grasses, I will come to you to settle the account."

Zhang Fan's eyes revealed a trace of ruthless killing intent.

Devouring Martial Soul Present.

Behind Zhang Fan, a black whirlpool the size of a zhang appeared, followed by a fist-shaped grass that swept towards it, devouring it.

A minute later, a warm current was born in the meridians, and the comprehension of boxing in the sea of consciousness increased tenfold.

"Seven into one, seven into two, and soon the fist will reach the point of seven into seven."

His eyes opened suddenly, and a ray of light flashed from his eyes.

"It seems that this is the case, the fist-shaped grass can get less effect the more it goes to the back, I have the help of devouring the martial soul, it is so difficult to break through the eighty percent fist momentum, not to mention other Tianjiao."

Without much hesitation, Zhang Fan directly took out the second fist-shaped grass.

When the Devouring Martial Spirit devoured the second fist-shaped grass, the fist momentum finally broke through to eighty percent, reaching the point of eighty percent and one.

"I'm afraid that the last fist-shaped grass won't play much role, and in my current state, to break through to the point of Dacheng and ninety percent fist strength, at least four fist-shaped grasses are needed."

Zhang Fan couldn't help but think of Ye Feng, the existence that ranked first on the Tianjiao list, but he had comprehended the sword momentum to ninety percent, this kind of realm was definitely not something that could be achieved by relying on sword-shaped grass alone, Ye Feng was definitely a real genius swordsman.

The night was spent in Zhang Fan's cultivation.

In the early morning of the second day, when the sun had just risen, Zhang Fan's divine sense was used to sweeping outside, and his complexion suddenly changed greatly.

"What about Wang Yan."

Zhang Fan couldn't find Wang Yan's figure, which made Zhang Fan's face very irritable.

Zhang Fan directly pushed open the stone door and searched all the way.

In the corridor of the two stone rooms, Wang Yan frowned and looked coldly at the young man opposite, "Meng Yu, get out of the way, don't think that I, Wang Yan, am really afraid of you." ”

Wang Yan took out a sword and pointed it at Meng Yu.

A cold light appeared from the corners of Meng Yu's eyes, "Wang Yan, you are not my opponent at your peak, not to mention that you are seriously injured behind you now." ”

Meng Yu took a step forward, and a strong aura forced him, "As long as you tell me Zhang Fan's whereabouts, I can let you go, how about it, this deal is good." ”

Meng Yu's oppression became stronger and stronger, while Wang Yan still had a cold face, "If you want to know Zhang Fan's whereabouts, you first asked about the sword in my hand." ”

A ruthless color had already appeared in Meng Yu's eyes, "It seems that you are toasting and not eating and drinking, I, Meng Yu, am not a person who will pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." ”

Meng Yu took a step forward abruptly and blasted at Wang Yan with a straight punch.

Wang Yan's little face showed a solemn look, and the sword shook, and it was actually slashed diagonally at this punch.

Bang bang.

The tiger's mouth was shocked, Wang Yan could no longer control the sword, and the sword fell.

And Meng Yu's fist momentum did not stop, and if he continued to smash out, he would seriously injure Wang Yan.

Wang Yan actually closed her eyes at this extremely dangerous moment, and a figure appeared in her mind.

"Zhang Fan, I owe you everything, I should pay it all back."

Meng Yu looked at Wang Yan, who was about to fall, and there was a strange excitement in his eyes.

"Get out."

A figure came straight to Wang Yan like a bolt of lightning, and also threw a punch, smashing at Meng Yu fiercely.

Bang bang.

The two fists collided, and a terrifying huge force erupted, directly causing the two to take a few steps back.

"Zhang Fan, why did you come?"

Wang Yan opened her eyes and suddenly saw an angry face, and a rare look of comfort appeared on her little face.

"With me Zhang Fan here, he Meng Yu can't hurt a single hair of your hair."

Zhang Fan domineeringly took Wang Yan in his arms and said.

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