Chapter 702: Magic Knife, Leng Yan

Yang Jiangyu was stunned, Jiang Fan couldn't figure out the situation, but now it was better to save the Flying Tiger first, and then use the water to transform the sword, the sword qi and the true qi to attack the Night Mountain Jun.

"What a strong sword aura."

Yeshan Jun was about to cut off the claws of the Flying Tiger, when he was startled, the internal force gushed out, and the clothes were windless, and the Flying Tiger was bounced out, and the fire sword in his hand slashed towards Jiang Fan.

Night Mountain Jun's cultivation is really on par with the peak of the heavenly level, and he can bring out the power of spells, and the moves are weird, if it weren't for the cultivator himself to control the power of spells, Jiang Fan may not be his opponent at all.

The demon man was also surprised, his fire eyes were absolutely right, Jiang Fan was a cultivator of the third layer of the heaven-level level, and now he had broken out the power of the heaven-level peak, he used to think that he was powerful enough, and he could fight the heaven-level peak in the middle of the heaven-level, but now he found out that Jiang Fan was more perverted than himself.

Both of them have to protect the people behind them, the fight at the peak of the heaven level is extraordinary, Jiang Fan is afraid of hurting Yang Jiangyu in the back, and Yeshan Jun is afraid of killing the Flying Tiger directly, so no one knows the whereabouts of Leng Yandao.

But even if the internal qi and true qi are confined in a narrow space, they are also extremely violent, Jiang Fan frowned, now fighting with the demon man, he can still have some upper hand, but Jiang Fan knows that his yang qi and health are simply not enough to support him to urge the Five Elements Secret Technique and the Force True Solution with all his might.

A ray of light suddenly appeared, slashing towards the Night Mountain Jun, who was resisting Jiang Fan's attack with all his might, met the strong sword qi, was shocked, and dodged with extremely fast body movements, but still did not dodge the flying sword that suddenly appeared.

The flying sword slashed off the arm of the Night Mountain Monarch, and the bloody arm fell to the ground.

"Big brother." The toad demon exclaimed. When he walked over to check Yeshanjun's injury, he was about to attack Jiang Fan, but Yeshanjun stretched out his other hand to block it.

"Victory is not martial." Yeshanjun clicked a few acupoints, blocked the blood from flowing out, and looked at Jiang Fan coldly.

Jiang Fan smiled: "So what? ”

Yeshanjun groaned, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "That's right, the duel between life and death is everything, since that's the case, you can come and take my Yeshanjun's life." ”

Yeshanjun was about to attack with a fire sword, but Jiang Fan stopped him with a gesture. said indifferently: "You and I have cultivated about the same." Now that you've broken an arm and your combat power has been greatly damaged, you're not my opponent, so why don't we make a deal? ”

"Deal?"

"Tell me where the black stone in your hand came from. I spare your life. Jiang Fan said in a deep voice.

"Why should we believe you? If you are sued. But what if you kill us? The toad demon shouted to Jiang Fan while helping Yeshanjun.

"I am also a trustworthy person, but it is up to you whether you believe it or not, and the choice is up to you anyway." Jiang Fan said disapprerovingly.

Yeshan-kun groaned. Raised his head and said: "I can sue you, this stone comes from the Burning Flame Mountain in the northwest of Yaodan Mountain, I don't know what you are doing when you inquire about this, but even if you know, you can't get in." ”

"I don't have to worry about whether I can get in or not, you can go." The sword in Jiang Fan's hand dissipated, and he believed that Yeshan-kun was not lying.

"Are you really going to let us go?" Yeshan Jun was a little surprised, and the Flying Tiger on the side said loudly: "Jiang Gongzi, you can't let them go, they will definitely take revenge on you, his master Chixia Fairy is very terrifying, if he brings his master, we will all die." ”

"What the Flying Tiger King said is right, don't talk about my master, you can win me this time, it is by relying on your little sword to sneak attack, wait for me to recover from my injuries, and the next time I fight, you will definitely die." Yeshanjun looked at Jiang Fan and said.

"I said, I'm a trustworthy person, since you told me the origin of that stone, then I will keep my promise and let you go, as for you to take revenge, that's your right, don't blame me for regretting it."

"We'll meet again."

Yeshanjun said a word to Jiang Fan, picked up the broken arm on the ground, sat on the toad demon, and quickly left the cave.

But after Yeshanjun and the toad demon left, Jiang Fan felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, not only the Flying Tiger looked at him strangely, but even Yang Jiangyu behind him also looked at Jiang Fan strangely, as if he didn't know Jiang Fan.

"What's wrong with you?"

"You're a goblin?" The Flying Tiger said in astonishment.

Jiang Fan immediately understood, when he fought with Yeshan Jun just now, his strength was not reserved at all, of course, he brought out the magic power, and the magic power control zhì was more skilled than Yeshan Jun, and he was not considered a goblin.

"Turns out you're a goblin too." Yang Jiangyu bit his lip and looked at Jiang Fan.

Because the Flying Tiger killed his father and robbed his father's treasures, every time he came to Yaodan Mountain to take revenge, he was played by the Flying Tiger, and Yang Jiangyu hated the goblin to death.

Jiang Fan stood up for himself in Yangjia Village, drove away the people of Qingyun Castle, gave himself and the villagers so much snow ginseng grass, accompanied himself to Yaodan Mountain, and participated in the alchemy conference for himself, and saved his life just now.

Although she has not known Jiang Fan for a long time, Yang Jiangyu has already regarded Jiang Fan as a relative like her brother in her heart, and she can't accept the fact that Jiang Fan is also a goblin.

"If I said I wasn't, would you believe me?" Jiang Fan looked at Yang Jiangyu, this kind of thing can't be explained at all, the one who can bring out the power of magic is a goblin, this concept is deeply rooted in the hearts of human beings, and he can't say it clearly with a hundred mouths.

Yang Jiangyu looked at Jiang Fan with tears, and after a while, he turned around and wiped a handful of tears and ran out of the cave.

"Jiang Yu, wait." The Flying Tiger flew towards Jiang Yu, Jiang Fan intuitively felt that the Flying Tiger had no intention of harming Yang Jiangyu, so he didn't make a move.

The Flying Tiger stopped in front of Yang Jiangyu, and Yang Jiangyu bit his lip: "Are you finally going to kill me?" Okay, here you go. "Close your eyes.

"Jiang Yu, no matter whether Jiang Gongzi is a human or a demon, you have completed the task I gave, and I can fulfill my promise now, kill me by the neck, and never resist with internal force.

But before I do that, I'm going to give you one thing back. ”

"What's that?"

"What your father left behind, I killed your father back then and robbed him of his treasure, and today it's time to return it to you."

As he spoke, the Flying Tiger suddenly grabbed Jiang Yu's arm, and Jiang Fan was startled. Wrong turned, a palm knocked the Flying Tiger away, and the Flying Tiger fell to the wall and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Jiang Gongzi, I just want a drop of Jiang Yu's blood, only her blood can open the prohibition of that hidden treasure." The Flying Tiger fell to the ground and struggled.

Originally, he was seriously injured during the fight with Yeshan-kun, but now he is even more injured and his body is dying.

"So?" Jiang Fan looked at Yang Jiangyu.

"Father's relics?" Yang Jiangyu thought about it for a while, she knew that her father had a treasure that was snatched away by the Flying Tiger, but she didn't know what it was. I only know that the Flying Tiger is for this treasure. He who harmed his master's life.

No matter what it is, what his father left behind, Yang Jiangyu also wants to get it.

Regardless of whether what the Flying Tiger said was true or not, Yang Jiangyu pulled out his sword. Cut on the wrist.

"Damn. You should let your blood go. Cut so deep. Jiang Fan hurriedly took a bowl nearby.

The corners of Yang Jiangyu's mouth moved, and he almost laughed, but when he thought of Jiang Fan's identity. I can't laugh anymore.

Just now, the Flying Tiger shot at himself, Jiang Fan appeared quickly, obviously caring about himself, and now seeing that his wound was cut wide, how nervous he was, Yang Jiangyu felt very warm in his heart.

Such a good person, if it weren't a monster, how nice would it be?

"Enough, enough, just a drop." Seeing the blood gurgling out, the Flying Tiger hurriedly stopped it, and Yang Jiangyu's acupoint stopped the bleeding.

The Flying Tiger took the blood bowl, walked to a mountain wall, and looked back at Jiang Fan: "Can you ask Jiang Gongzi to do me a favor?" ”

"Say."

"Help me refine a seven-grade elixir, Xue Qing Dan."

"Xue Qingdan?" Jiang Fan frowned, he knew that the Xue Qing Pill was a pure heart pill that was countless times more advanced than the Xue Shen Dan.

If the Snow Ginseng Pill is suitable for the early stage of the Heaven level and the Earth level of the Demon Attack, then the Snow Qing Pill is suitable for any martial artist, including the Super Heaven Master.

Countless martial artists in the martial arts world ruined their lives because they were too eager to practice, and Xue Qingdan can be described as the treasure of martial artists.

Xue Qing Dan is indeed a seven-rank pill, but it is also the most difficult seven-rank pill to refine, even more difficult to refine than the Tiancheng Pill.

However, this is nothing to Jiang Fan, who is already a spirit pill master, the problem is that the materials of Xue Qing Dan are very difficult to find, and more than a hundred kinds of materials are needed, of which more than forty are extremely rare, and there is also snow ginseng grass.

However, snow ginseng grass is probably the most common among the more than 40 kinds of herbs.

It is precisely because of its characteristics that it is difficult to refine and the scarcity of materials that it has become a rare treasure in the martial arts world.

Now the Flying Tiger wants Jiang Fan to refine Xue Qing Dan, firstly, Jiang Fan doesn't know why the Flying Tiger wants to refine Xue Qing Pill, and secondly, even if he wants to help him, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, even if he is a spirit pill master, no medicinal materials are equal to 0.

The Flying Tiger obviously saw Jiang Fan's concern, and when he arrived at a wall, he opened a mechanism, revealing rows of medicinal herbs in glass bottles.

Jiang Fan's divine sense swept over, and he was speechless in surprise, this Flying Tiger is so rich, Xue Qingdan includes more than forty kinds of rare medicinal materials, a total of more than one hundred kinds of medicinal materials, he has all here, not only there, but also double copies, many medicinal materials are also collected in three or even four copies.

It seems that this scoundrel monster has reported the alchemy conference over the years, and there is no less corruption.

"Why should I help you refine this elixir?" Jiang Fan asked the Flying Tigers.

"Because I can see that you are really good to Jiang Yu and will not covet anything from her."

Hearing the words of the Flying Tiger, Yang Jiangyu glanced at Jiang Fan, was he really good to himself? It seems that yes, if that's the case, is he going to ignore his good to himself just because he's a goblin?

However, Yang Jiangyu, who hated goblins since he was a child, still couldn't face Jiang Fan as calmly as before.

Jiang Fan was confused, whether he could help the Flying Tiger or not, what was the matter with Yang Jiangyu?

The Flying Tiger took out all the more than a hundred medicinal herbs and handed them to Jiang Fan, turned to another wall, this wall was no different from other walls, the Flying Tiger dripped a drop of blood from the blood bowl on the wall, and suddenly the wall rumbled open.

A bone-chilling chill hit, and the bright red blood stains on Yang Jiangyu's wrists instantly froze, and his body shivered from the cold.

Jiang Fan's divine sense swept over, and he immediately felt a powerful cold aura, there must be a negative treasure in this wall, could it be......

I saw the Flying Tiger take out a broad-bladed broadsword from the wall, about five feet long, about one decimeter wide in the middle, and the handle of the knife was not fancy, it was a dark metallic color.

The blade of the knife glows with cold light like clear water, and the blade is as thin as a cicada's wings, and the naked eye can see through it.

"Could this be the Cold Blade?" Jiang Fan didn't know what Leng Yan Knife was, except for Ye Shanjun, he had never heard of these three words, but he believed that Ye Shanjun didn't blindly find the Flying Tiger, at this time, the Flying Tiger took out such an extraordinary knife, which also matched the name of Leng Yan Knife, not what is Leng Yan Knife?

"Jiang Gongzi guessed right, this is exactly the cold knife that Mountain Jun was looking for that night."

The Flying Tiger looked at the Leng Yan Knife in his hand, and a sad color appeared on his face: "Twenty years, the Leng Yan Knife has been sealed for twenty years, and it has finally been born again, but it's a pity that the master is no longer there." ”

It turned out that Yang Jiangyu's father's treasure was the Leng Yan Knife.

Jiang Fan and Yang Jiangyu both frowned, wasn't Jiang Yu's father killed by his Flying Tiger? What do you sigh about now?

The Flying Tiger put the Leng Yan knife on the table, glanced at Yang Jiangyu, and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Yu, I know that in the past twenty years, you have been hating me, hating me for killing your father, and you don't want to take revenge day and night.

Indeed, my father was killed by my own hands, and I killed my master with my own hands, and my benefactor, and if it had not been for your father, I would have died at the beak of a man-eating bird, before I was yet enlightened.

Later, it was your father who enlightened my spiritual wisdom and raised me all the time, taught me martial arts, and helped me cultivate.

But twenty years ago, I killed your father with my own hands, and now you have to come to take revenge, and it is only right that you have come to take revenge. ”

"Why the hell did you kill your father?" Yang Jiangyu shouted excitedly, originally thought that the Flying Tiger had killed his father for his father's treasure, but now that the Flying Tiger took out the Leng Yan Knife, it was obvious that he was not for this treasure.

"Decades ago, a human expeditionary soldier obtained a sword from a mysterious place, the sharp sword is a peerless treasure, and this warrior has made countless achievements with this sword, and his status in the expeditionary force has been rising steadily.

But after a long time, this warrior's temperament suddenly changed greatly, whether it was a demon or a human, they were all killing like crazy, because he was holding a magic knife, no one could stop him, and the border of Xiniuzhou was bleeding and drifting on the continent, and it was bloody.

No one knows, the warrior is also in pain in his heart, but when he holds the magic knife in his hand, he can't help but hold the killing intent in his heart, even if he throws the magic knife away, it won't be long before he can't help but pick it up again and kill again.

Finally one day, the warrior met an old man, and the old man gave him a sacred grass, he didn't know the name, but when the warrior took it, the killing intent in his heart finally eased.

But the old man told him that this kind of divine grass only suppressed the demonic nature in his heart, and if he used that magic knife again, the killing intent would be surging again, and he would no longer be able to get rid of the demonic nature at that time, and the warrior would carry the magic knife in his hand and kill until he died. (To be continued......)