At this moment, in the room where Zhuang Fan was, he was sitting there with a comfortable face, while the God of Poison and the God of Medicine stood on both sides.

Zhuang Fan's gaze fell on the stack of papers in front of him, and what was recorded in it was naturally the confessions of the ten Xianmen disciples.

Zhuang Fan gathered all the information, in addition to learning about the previous incident, there was also the news of the strange treasure.

According to those intelligence, what that strange treasure is, those disciples don't know, the only thing they know is that that treasure is a hundred years ago, the masters of their division joined hands to seal it in Jiangzhou, and now the treasure has reached the time of birth, so the strong people in their sect did not hesitate to lose the major repair, so that they came to Jiangzhou before the seal of the immortal gate was completely opened, so as to prevent others from plundering.

Moreover, if you want to find that treasure, you must have ten of them, plus the powerhouses of the Gate of Life and Death and the Great Han, a total of twelve people, join forces to cast a magical formation in order to break the seal and find that treasure.

The reason why they came to look for Zhuang Fan was because they learned that Zhuang Fan was now the number one master in Jiangnan Province, and only by killing him could they avoid unnecessary trouble.

But what they didn't expect was that they went forward and succeeded, and they were won by Zhuang Fan one by one, and they ended up in this fate.

"God of Medicine, God of Poison, with the vision of the two of you, do you think this matter is true or false?" Zhuang Fan asked, although the information provided by those Immortal Sect disciples was almost the same, it was difficult to guarantee that they had thought of a confession in advance.

The Medicine God was silent for a long time, and then said, "Master, whether this matter is true or not, the disciple doesn't know, but since you are interested in that strange treasure, the disciple will definitely go with you." ”

The poison god echoed: "The disciple is also willing to go and find the treasure. ”

Zhuang Fan laughed, "This matter is not in a hurry for the time being, now, what you should do is to cultivate well, I think you two also know that although with your strength, in the martial arts world, it can be said that there is no opponent under the heaven-level martial artists, but in the face of the immortal sect disciples, it is the share of being killed in seconds, therefore, before looking for that treasure, you have to improve your own strength." ”

While speaking, Zhuang Fan waved his hand, and saw countless jade bottles suddenly appear in front of him.

"The pills in these jade bottles, I have already classified them, you take them according to the instructions above, I guarantee that within three hours, your cultivation will have a qualitative leap." Zhuang Fan said.

When the two of them heard this, they were willing to waste time, and after thanking Dade for a while, they began to practice the Mixed Yuan Technique according to Zhuang Fan's instructions.

Taking advantage of the gap between the two of them's cultivation, Zhuang Fan walked out of the bedroom, and at this time, Yang Zaixing and the others were waiting outside.

"Yang Family Ancestor, how is the situation of those twelve Immortal Sect disciples now?" Zhuang Fan asked with a smile.

"Master Zhuang rest assured, those Immortal Sect disciples, although their strength has recovered, because their cultivation has been sealed by you, there is nowhere to escape, but having said that, just in case, I still sent a lot of Yang family disciples to guard them, and I will go to see them every twenty minutes." Yang Zaixing said with a solemn face.

"That's fine." Zhuang Fan smiled lightly, and planned to find a quiet place to rest.

But at this time, Yang Zaixing came to Zhuang Fan, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"Ancestor of the Yang family, if you have anything you want to ask, you can ask directly, you don't have to hide it." Zhuang Fan said.

Yang Zaixing bowed solemnly, and after briefly organizing his words, he said: "Lord Zhuang, those Xianmen disciples trespassed into our Jiangzhou Martial Arts Realm, and threatened to kill you, why have you not killed any of them so far, but just imprisoned them?" ”

When Zhuang Fan heard this, he didn't answer immediately, but kept thinking in his heart, he knew that the other party's words were not just as simple as the surface meaning, but the implication was to ask himself what he wanted to secretly let the god of medicine and the god of poison torture them.

Of course, Zhuang Fan can't tell the truth, although Zhuang Fan said that he treats Yang Zaixing and the poison god and others equally.

But I know with my toes that this is just politeness, after all, no matter how you say it, Yang Zaixing once defected to Liu Suifeng for his own selfish desires, wanting to murder himself, for this kind of person, Zhuang Fan could not completely believe in the other party, but had reservations.

Immediately after casually making an excuse, he prevaricated them.

Although Yang Zaixing didn't quite believe what Zhuang Fan said, he was helpless, curiosity killed the cat, and it was impossible for him to secretly interrogate those Xianmen disciples in order to investigate the origin of this matter.

Unless he Yang Zaixing thinks that his life is long.

After thinking about it, Yang Zaixing could only hide this matter in his heart.

Zhuang Fan naturally knew about this, but he didn't take it to heart, after all, now he is not a cat or a dog who has the ability to calculate himself.

In the following time, Zhuang Fan took the opportunity to practice the Mixed Yuan Technique, and this cultivation was already in the early hours of the morning before he knew it.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a rapid knock on the door suddenly came out, Zhuang Fan opened the door and looked, and found that the god of medicine and the god of poison were standing at the door.

"Master, it's not good, those Immortal Sect disciples, while you are cultivating, escaped." The medicine god said with a frown.

"What's going on?" Zhuang Fan asked.

The god of medicine did not speak, but took out his mobile phone, opened the album, and a photo was impressively listed.

The background of the photo is the room where those Xianmen disciples are held, but at this moment, they have disappeared, and on the ground, there are the corpses of some Yang family disciples, they are bleeding one by one, looking at their terrifying appearance before death, they must have been greatly frightened.

Returning the phone to the God of Medicine, Zhuang Fan asked, "How long ago did this happen." ”

The God of Medicine hurriedly said, "Just ten minutes ago, when we heard the news and rushed there, we were already the ones in the photo. ”

"What about the head of the Yang family?" Zhuang Fan asked.

The God of Medicine shook his head, "According to eyewitnesses, Yang Zaixing went to chase those immortal sect disciples, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, I think, the current Yang Zaixing, I'm afraid he has already encountered an accident." ”

Without waiting for Zhuang Fan to speak, the poison god said in a loud voice: "Master, what should we do now?" Let's go after those guys, if they dare to escape, I won't spare them. ”

If it was the previous poison god, they would definitely not have the confidence to say this, but now they, according to Zhuang Fan's words, swallowed those immortal sect elixirs, and their cultivation rose to the top, and with the other party's jade talisman and other treasures, it was easy to deal with those immortal sect disciples.

The current poison god can't wait to chase after him immediately, in order to avenge the humiliation of those Xianmen disciples before.

But everything, you have to be Zhuang Fan at most.

Under the expectant gaze of the two, they saw Zhuang Fan stop and said with a smile: "No, don't worry first, I'll give them time to escape, but if they can escape from my palm, I will lose." ”

After saying this, Zhuang Fan turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

Seeing this, the god of medicine and the god of poison showed puzzled expressions.

You must know that those Xianmen disciples are timid and afraid because they are not deeply involved in the world, if they escape temporarily after escaping this time, I am afraid that even Zhuang Fan will not be able to find the other party.

If the other party refuses to come out for a long time, Zhuang Fan naturally can't be looking for them all the time, after all, they know that Zhuang Fan is a family lover, if Zhuang Fan returns to Haizhou, those Xianmen disciples will start to look for that strange treasure, wouldn't Zhuang Fan be a bamboo basket to draw water?

Moreover, those immortal sect disciples regarded the earth martial artists as grass mustard, if they took advantage of Zhuang Fan's absence and went on a killing spree in the Jiangzhou martial arts world, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, the two planned to persuade again, but unfortunately, Zhuang Fan locked the door of the room, not only that, but the other party also cast a barrier in the room, and with their strength, the sound could not penetrate it.

After perceiving this, the two of them were full of helplessness, but they could only be helpless about it, and the two left one after another, waiting for Zhuang Fan to wake up.

At the same time, in front of a primeval forest five kilometers away from the Ouyang family's manor, a figure kept shuttling like a ghost.

This person is Yang Zaixing, the head of the Yang family.

Every few kilometers he walked, he subconsciously stopped, and then searched around to make sure that no one was following him, and then continued on his way.

And so on until about five o'clock the next morning, when an unknown hill appeared.

As soon as he stood still, swishing, a series of wind-breaking sounds came out, and in front of Yang Zaixing, twelve figures appeared in an instant, which were those Xianmen disciples.

As soon as he saw the other party, Yang Zaixing immediately arched his hand and said: "Villain Yang Zaixing, see all the predecessors of the Xianmen." ”

As he spoke, Yang Zaixing fell to his knees without any shame at all.

"Ancestor of the Yang family, we were able to escape smoothly this time, thanks to you, but I didn't expect that you would be so ruthless, even your own clansmen would not let go, and let them bleed to death." An older Immortal Sect disciple sneered.

Yang Zaixing's face twitched, but soon he chuckled and said: "As the saying goes, do big things without informality, my Yang family is in a corner of Jiangzhou, but when I saw the mysterious and unpredictable methods of your Xianmen predecessors, I knew that before me, I had always just sat in the well and watched the sky." At that time, I decided that if I had the opportunity to defect to Xianmen, I would never hesitate, so in order to save my predecessors, what did I get by killing a few clansmen? ”

Speaking of this, Yang Zaixing changed his words and said: "Speaking of which, seniors, you promised me before, as long as you can make you come to your destination smoothly, you will send me a creation, and even help me plunder Zhuang Fan's cultivation for my use, I don't know if what you said is true?" ”

The leader of the Xianmen disciple smiled: "When we Xianmen people speak, we have always followed our words, and promised to artificialize, so naturally we won't believe it, but it's ......."

"But what?" Yang Zaixing asked subconsciously.

"However, you Yang Zaixing, in the eyes of my immortal sect, is just an ant-like existence, will you keep your promise to ants?" The Immortal Sect disciple who was the leader spoke.

Then, with a wave of his hand.

Bang.

Before Yang Zaixing could let out a scream, his head immediately exploded, turning into a blood mist in the sky.

Easily solve Yang Zaixing, the first immortal sect disciple waved his hand and said: "Senior brothers and sisters, let's hurry up and open the passage, and when we get that strange treasure, we will be the first to take that Zhuang Fan." ”

The rest bowed their heads.

But just when everyone was about to cast a secret spell and open the passage to the location of the strange treasure, three figures appeared without warning.

It is Zhuang Fan, the god of medicine and the god of poison.

His appearance instantly caused the faces of those Immortal Sect disciples to change wildly, and they all showed worries.