Ling Fan patted lightly, and the Xuan-level fire array of the Dan furnace was stimulated, and a wisp of controlled Wutong Karma Fire burned out.

Of course, he can be fine, in addition to the Xuan-level fire array assistance of this Dan Furnace magic weapon, the more important thing is that he has the blood of the Xia Thunder God Clan.

But the matter of the bloodline of the Xia Thunder God Clan, it is impossible for him to expose it.

The sword-robed man looked at the Xuanjie Sanpin Dan Furnace in front of Ling Fan, and after discovering a trace of Wutong karma fire burning in it, his eyes lit up, and he believed Ling Fan's words a little.

He was proud of his identity, so it was naturally impossible for him to personally inspect this Xuan-rank Sanpin Dan Furnace.

"Five drops of Sycamore Fire Liquid, in fact, is not enough for me! Since you can resist the backlash of this Sycamore Karma Fire, are you willing to take more Sycamore Fire Liquid for me? Don't worry, I won't treat you badly!" said the sword-robed man.

The sentence "I won't treat you badly" didn't mean to give Ling Fan any benefits.

The man in the sword robe is also greedy.

In fact, on the flame plane tree, there are three-headed demon birds.

The other two bird demons are a male and a female, a husband and wife, and the demon bird that is two or three in the Ning Infant Realm is actually the son of the two one-male and one-female bird demons.

The two-headed, male-female, bird-demon is even more powerful, and the Nine Major Perfection Levels of the Condensing Infant Realm, but I don't know why, they are not in the old nest during this time, otherwise if they are, give the sword-robed man a hundred dares, and he will not dare to pay attention to this sycamore fire liquid.

Therefore, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, where would the sword-robed man let it go? He was not satisfied with five drops of Sycamore Fire Liquid, he wanted to take more!

As soon as these words came out, Ling Fan and Ling Jianhou's faces froze.

Take the sycamore fire liquid, that is a tightrope on the cliff, a little careless, you will die.

Take it once, and it's already a ghost gate.

Why did you let them take it a second time?

If this succeeds in taking neighbors twice, does it have to take a third time?

At this moment, even Ling Jianhou understood no matter how stupid he was, the sword-robed powerhouse in front of him was not so good, nor was he as merciful as he thought, he and Fan had become the tools of the sword-robed powerhouse to steal the Wutong fire liquid.

Moreover, the Wutong fire liquid was originally a top-grade treasure, and it was good for the sword-robed man to get three or five drops, but if he got too much, it would be like obtaining a golden mountain.

The wealth is not exposed, and the husband is not guilty!

In order to avoid leaking the news, will he kill people?

Just when Ling Jianhou was thinking about how to refuse, Ling Fan had already stepped forward and said respectfully: "It is the blessing of the son to be able to serve the seniors!

"What request? The sword-robed powerhouse looked at Ling Fan, his eyes flashing with an elusive cold color.

Ling Fan didn't dare to raise his head, he hunched his waist and said: "This time, the junior entered the Desolate Beast Abyss, he came to find my brother with the will to die! The matter of taking the sycamore fire liquid can be done by the junior alone, so can you let my brother leave the Desolate Beast Abyss first? His relatives and friends are still waiting for him to return outside the Desolate Beast Abyss." ”

With these words, Ling Fan also concealed some information.

When Ling Jianhou heard this, he immediately understood that this Fan was going to sacrifice himself to save him.

Obviously, after this sword-robed senior squeezed out their value, he was very likely to kill people, and let him leave in advance so that he could live.

"Brother Fan, I'm ......" Ling Jianhou's eyes suddenly turned red.

He has already dragged this Fan into the water, and now Fan has to sacrifice his life to save him?

What virtue can he have?

Ling Fan interrupted Ling Jianhou's words, he quietly gave Ling Jianhou a color, and said: "I have made up my mind, you can't help anything if you stay, go out, your son is still waiting for you outside! If I die, it is also my lack of ability, I can't complete the instructions of my predecessors, I will die without regrets!"

The sword-robed man looked at the demeanor and conversation between Ling Fan and Ling Jianhou in front of him, where did he not know what these two people were thinking?

Afraid of being killed by him, one is willing to sacrifice to protect the other.

It's so touching!

However, the sword-robed man's heart was full of disgust!

Because he had been betrayed by his most trusted brother, he hated such a brotherhood that was willing to sacrifice for the other party.

"It's just two ants!"

His heart was full of murderous intent.

What he cares about is now the one called Fan.

Obtaining the Sycamore Fire Liquid for him is the top priority.

As for the one called Ling Jian?

Let's let it go for the time being, how about stabilizing this one called Fan?

Anyway, he had already left a divine sense mark on Ling Jian's body before, and when Fan had taken enough sycamore fire liquid for him, he would chase him down and kill him.

Where is Ling Jianhou willing to go alone? What else is he thinking, but the terrifying sword intent aura of the sword-robed man has already shrouded Ling Jianhou's body.

"!

The sound is not loud, but it can be unusually cold.

Every word of his was like a cold and ruthless sword, piercing straight into Ling Jianhou's heart.

Burst!

Ling Jianhou couldn't withstand the terrifying momentum of the sword-robed man, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot, and his face turned pale.

His face turned horrified.

"Please also ask the seniors to spare him! The juniors will definitely get more Wutong fire liquid for the seniors!" Seeing this, Ling Fan hurriedly begged for mercy, and his heart was a killing machine with gritted teeth!

How dare you hurt his father in front of him?

Damn it!

Damn it!

However, his strength is still too weak, and he will definitely not be the opponent of this sword-robed man, even if this sword-robed man is seriously injured.

So, he had to endure!

You have to wait for the best chance to kill.

When the sword-robed man saw Ling Fan begging for mercy for Ling Jianhou, he retracted his momentum and shouted coldly: "I hate mother-in-law and mother-in-law the most!

Ling Jianhou knew that if he didn't leave, he would really die.

The strong are respected, and the weak are like ants.

At this moment, in front of this sword-robed man, he was an ant that could be trampled to death at will.

"Brother Fan, take care!" Although Ling Jianhou values righteousness over life and death, he is not a reckless and stupid person, he has a useful body, maybe it will be useful in the future, it is better than dying here with no value.

Finished, he took the injuries and quickly used his body to escape.

Seeing that his father had finally left, Ling Fan's heart breathed a sigh of relief, and next, it was the life-and-death struggle between him and the sword-robed man.

Although there is a huge disparity in strength, he still has three hole cards in his hand: the poison pill of the Infant Realm, the magic weapon of the formation flag and the Wutong karma fire, and the man in the sword robe has been seriously injured, so he may not have a chance to turn the tables.