Chapter 137: Encounter the fist-shaped grass again

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Su Fei's face was full of hideousness, and he shot it out of the air with one palm, but it was a pity that he only overturned the dust on the ground, and there was no slightest fluctuation.

"Brother Fei, don't be angry for a Zhang Fan, as long as Zhang Fan is still here, I believe there will always be a chance for us and him to meet."

Looking at Su Fei, who was in a state of anger, a trace of fear flashed in Fang Wenhan's eyes, but he didn't dare to run away immediately, so he rushed up to meet him.

"It's all you, you waste, and you didn't stop him."

Su Fei, who was in anger, didn't care about anything else, and directly slammed at Fang Wenhan with a palm, Fang Wenhan didn't dare to fight back, he took Su Fei's blow hard, and his body was directly thrown out by the huge force, and after rolling to the ground, Fang Wenhan didn't dare to stop, but immediately walked in front of Su Fei, and persuaded with low eyebrows.

After Su Fei vented the anger in his heart, the whole person became calm, he looked at the sky and said, "Zhang Fan, next time you meet me Su Fei, I Su Fei must let you taste my methods." ā€

The corners of Su Fei's mouth flashed with a cold color.

Fang Wenhan, who was injured behind him, also shot a trace of resentment in his eyes, "Zhang Fan, I will repay all the pain I have suffered tenfold and hundredfold. ā€

Fang Wenhan didn't dare to hold a grudge against Su Fei, so he had to put all the grievances on Zhang Fan.

In the fog, the surroundings were all gray, and the naked eye could not see the surrounding things clearly, among them, a young man staggered and walked, his steps were a little weak, his chest was constantly rising and falling, and he was breathing a lot of air, obviously Zhang Fan, who was seriously injured.

Zhang Fan clenched his fists, "Su Fei, Fang Wenhan, I Zhang Fan wrote down this account." ā€

Zhang Fan spit out a mouthful of blood fiercely, then accelerated his speed and marched forward, now not far from Su Fei, Zhang Fan was worried about being discovered by Su Fei again, with Zhang Fan's current state, once discovered, it would be the fate of being slaughtered.

That night, Zhang Fan found a cave and sealed the entrance to the cave, and Zhang Fan endured the pain of torn muscles and sat cross-legged on his legs.

"Devouring Martial Soul Present."

A black vortex the size of a zhang appeared behind his body, and there was a monstrous devouring power in the black whirlpool, and Zhang Fan even doubted that this black vortex could devour everything in the world.

There was a sound of hard objects crashing, and hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones were piled up in front of Zhang Fan.

"Devour."

The black vortex behind him was like a black shadow, shooting violently towards hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones, like a black hole, devouring them all, and at this time, endless pure Yuan Force was born from the meridians, nourishing the meridians, and at the same time recovering Zhang Fan's injuries.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the aura on Zhang Fan's body finally stabilized.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan opened his eyes, "I didn't expect the injury to be so big this time, fortunately, I have the Devouring Martial Spirit in my hand, otherwise it will only take at least a month to recover from such an injury." ā€

The fierce light in Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly appeared, the time for the land of dry clouds to open was only one month, if it was replaced by another person, I was afraid that I would return in vain.

And in the world of martial artists, the hope of seizing a martial artist's advancement is not stingy with the great feud of life and death.

"At present, I am not Su Fei's opponent, according to the situation of my fight with Su Fei, Su Fei's comprehension of the potential has at least reached the point of close to seventy percent, and has even broken through to seventy percent, reaching the late stage."

Zhang Fan's breath was extremely stable, he understood that he was definitely not Su Fei's opponent at the moment, so he would not recklessly go to Su Fei for revenge.

"I have the Devouring Martial Spirit in my hand, as long as I capture enough fist-shaped grass, I can quickly improve the comprehension of the opposite situation, and the only thing to do now is to find the fist-shaped grass."

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, and he let out a long breath of turbidity.

A punch blasted out, and the explosive fist power was directly on the action boulder, and the boulder made a blasting sound and flew out far away.

After Zhang Fan walked out of the cave, he stared in one direction and headed forward.

In the process of moving forward, Zhang Fan found a lot of spirit grass, but unfortunately the level of these spirit grasses was not high, Zhang Fan did not stop more, but continued to move forward.

After walking for two days, Zhang Fan came to a cliff wall, on which an emerald green grass was growing, which made Zhang Fan's eyes light up, "It's a fist-shaped grass." ā€

Underneath the fist-shaped grass, there was also a cave, which gave Zhang Fan a dangerous intuition.

There must be powerful demon beasts guarding the high-level spirit grass, and Zhang Fan guessed that there must be a terrifying demon beast hidden in this cave.

"If you can't deal with the fugitives, as long as it's not a flying demon beast, I, Zhang Fan, won't be in danger."

Zhang Fan thought about it in his heart for a few seconds and finally made up his mind, and took a step forward abruptly, and when he approached the cliff, a fishy smell hit Zhang Fan's mouth and nose.

Immediately after, a huge black shadow burst out of the cave, and the pupils of the black shadow released Sensen's cold light, opening its sharp fangs towards Zhang Fan.

"Give me back."

The fierce fist smashed towards the black shadow like a piece of iron, bang, boom, the black shadow stopped moving forward, and Zhang Fan looked at the figure with a solemn gaze.

With the help of daylight, Zhang Fan saw the whole picture of this black shadow clearly, it was actually a big python, the big python was one meter thick and about ten meters long, and it was staring at Zhang Fan with bloodthirsty eyes at the moment.

"Fortunately, the breath of this beast is only the first stage of the ordinary martial spirit limit, and it can still be dealt with."

Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The python seemed to have noticed that Zhang Fan was not easy to provoke, and suddenly jumped out, and he actually wanted to attack Zhang Fan first.

"A beast dares to be arrogant, watch the master suppress you."

The clothes on Zhang Fan's body were windless and automatic, and the momentum on his body reached its peak, and the tyrannosaurus fist devoured the eight wildernesses.

Twelve black dragons were born from the void, plundering all the surrounding heaven and earth elemental power, and such a terrifying situation directly made the python's eyes flash with a terrifying light.

"Together."

The twelve black dragons turned into a divine dragon about ten zhang long, and the divine dragon had a trace of dragon might, and before it was close, the body of the python did not dare to move.

"Die."

Point it out with a finger.

The surging fist directly hit the python's whole body, and the python's breath suddenly became sluggish, but he didn't die all of a sudden.

Zhang Fan stepped forward directly, punched out fiercely, and punched several times in a row until the python was killed.

And at this time, a strong wind swished and flew at Zhang Fan, a trace of coldness emerged in Zhang Fan's face, and he was in a state of not the slightest evasion, a punch blasted out, and the surging fist power was directly torn out in the void, Zhang Fan used this air flow to directly rush to the fist-shaped grass, put it away, and then looked at the figure in front of him.

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