"No hatred, I just heard your name for the first time last night, and by the way, I saw a portrait of you, so I can recognize you!" The stout warrior salivated at Mu Qian'er, whose face had changed, and shook his head with a cruel smile.

"Then why did you want to kill me?" Zhong Fan was stunned when he heard this, and asked in surprise.

"Hey, hey, someone wants your head, and I think the price is quite lucrative, so I took it temporarily, can I kill you?" Bao Tingan laughed very viciously.

"Who offered you to kill me?" Zhong Fan became angry, could it be Ma Bifei, but that guy is generally a little horizontal in the inner door, and his family is only a little rich, and he hasn't bought the other person's head The one that sounds like a very generous honorarity, right?

"You don't care about this!" Although Bao Ting'an made his purpose clear as soon as he spoke, but when he asked the topic, he immediately shook his head and smiled at Mu Qian'er: "Don't be afraid, little girl, I will slaughter this little Zhongli later, and make sure that you will be happy, and then you will know that my old Bao is good, and you will definitely not be afraid again......

"Phew!" Mu Qian'er seemed to understand it, but she also knew that it was not a good word, so she snorted fiercely: "We have two masters of the Dragon Soul Realm in the sect, and they can sense our safety at ......any time" She wanted to use the names of Zhang Zheng and the two masters to scare him away.

"Ha, do you think I don't know? The so-called induction is a good and obedient word to comfort you, the purpose is to let you hunt the beast with confidence, and by the way, use the so-called induction to warn you not to go too far from the camp. Hahaha, if you can really sense the life and death of the disciples, will there be several deaths yesterday?" Bao Ting'an obviously had detailed information and scoffed at this deterrent.

When Mu Qian'er heard this, her heart sank, and she seemed to ...... It's really like this, at least yesterday in the Mudscale Worm Valley, when Ma Bifei's team killed two people, they didn't see Master Zhang or Master Zheng appear in time, and they didn't even arrive afterwards.

"Brother Ye, don't be afraid, this guy is only the strength of the late stage of the Dragon Bone Realm, the three of us, and we can't beat one of him?" Wang Chong said with a sigh.

"The rookies who grew up in three greenhouses dare to compare with me?" Bao Ting'an sneered disdainfully: "My old Bao broke through the dragon bone realm at the age of twenty-three, and has been in this realm for twelve years, if it weren't for the fact that a good dragon beast soul is too expensive, and I can't look down on the soul of the too second, I would have stepped into the dragon soul realm a long time ago......"

He said disdainfully, taking advantage of Wang Chong and Mu Qian'er's stunned listening, he suddenly shook his sleeves, poof! A pale red dust, like smoke, exploded, permeating the three of them.

Not good...... Zhong Fan was shocked in his heart, immediately held his breath, exerted his strength with his feet, and with a bang, jumped away from the place, jumped to the side several times, and stood upwind.

Looking at Wang Chong and Mu Qian'er again, they had already heard that Bao Ting'an had been cultivating the power of the dragon bone for twelve years, and the power was so strong and spicy that it was definitely above them and shocked, plus they were caught off guard, only to feel a sweetness in their noses, and then they were dizzy, and they glared angrily at Bao Ting'an, who had a smile on his face, and fell to the ground softly.

"Tut-tut, a rookie is a rookie, without any experience in the rivers and lakes, under the attack of my 'Baibu Xiangfen', you can put it down without much effort. Bao Ting'an greedily swept over Mu Qian'er's bumpy and arrogant body, and then his viper-like eyes locked on Zhong Fan's face, which was slightly bowed and like a fried leopard: "You are not my opponent, if you are willing to commit suicide, I can be merciful and give you this dignity." ”

With his veteran practical combat experience and the power of the dragon bones that have been tempered thousands of times, he didn't take Zhong Fan, a disciple of the sect, in his eyes at all.

Moreover, he had already obtained Zhong Fan's detailed background, this son suddenly suffered from a strange disease that could not cultivate, and his strength only recovered a few months ago, and so far he only had the strength of the early stage of the Dragon Bone Realm.

However, after he appeared, his mind swept away, and he found that the intelligence was slightly wrong, Zhong Fan was obviously already the strength of the middle stage of the Dragon Bone Realm, well, this should be related to the fact that he may have refined a ambergris fruit last night, it is said that there is a second or even more ambergris fruit on this son's body, hehehe, it will become his bag later.

Zhong Fan stared at him vigilantly and shook his head slowly.

This guy has obviously been mixed with martial arts for a long time, and he is experienced and spicy, don't look at the intention of killing him as soon as he appears, that is, this person thinks that it is easy to kill him, so there is no need to hide the intention, and he can even tell him clearly, so that he will be under great pressure mentally. Looking at the two friends who were stunned in the past, he couldn't escape anyway, because that would make Mu Qian'er suffer an inhuman ravage that was more terrible than death.

So he didn't say a word, like an angry leopard staring at a strong enemy, covered in blood and ready to meet the attack of a strong enemy at any time.

"Yo, do you have to have blood on my old Bao's hands......" Bao Tingan was like an extremely cunning old fox, shaking his head and smiling bitterly, as if he was very reluctant to make a move, but before he finished speaking, he jumped up, punched like electricity, and bombarded Zhong Fan, who was more than ten meters away from him.

This blow is like a goshawk pounceing on a rabbit, it is so fast that people are caught off guard, and it is definitely a punch, and if you don't die, you have to suffer a heavy blow.

Before he made a move, although he acted very well, Zhong Fan stared at his every move, and did not confuse his sight.

"Zhong Fan, give me death!"

Bao Ting'an didn't attack, he went all out to attack, snapped, his fists were like two premature dragons, accompanied by his lightning-like figure, and he frantically slashed towards Zhong Fan. Zhong Fan tried his best to dodge, his feet jumping rapidly in a few zhang circles, as if he was a weak lamb trying his best to dodge and survive.

A clump of long grass, by Bao Ting'an's violent fist, shocked into the air, he attacked like a beast, moved like a cunning rabbit, the speed dwarfed Zhong Fan, his forehead was sweaty, several times he was almost hit by a punch, the situation was extremely dangerous.

The power of the twelve-year-old keel that this person boasted of was definitely not boasting, he was old and spicy and skilled, his arms waved a sharp wind-breaking tremble, and his two fists were like two meteors, violently attacking Zhong Fan's Hun belly head and neck and other vital points.

"Hahaha, boy, see no, you are not my opponent at all, you were almost beaten to death by my punch, why do you have to dodge so hard? Why are you so scared that you are short of breath and sweating? Under my fierce attack, you can still hold a few moves, you can still dodge a few punches?......

Bao Ting'an maintained a fierce offensive while talking, adding more mental pressure to him, hoping to break his will to resist and slow down his dodge pace. The actual combat experience of this kind of veteran is definitely far more than that of the Qingyun disciples who rarely step outside the sect.

"Shut up for me......" Zhong Fan heard the anxiety on his face, and he seemed to be unable to help but blurt out.