Huang Ling didn't know that this knife couldn't be pulled out at all.

If he knew, Zhang Fan wouldn't have had a chance to pretend.

Zhang Fan's mind was constantly running, thinking about how to escape from Huang Ling's ghost claws.

This place could not be stayed for long, and the way back, when he came, had already written it down, so that this was the case.

Since his whole body was covered with Yang Qi armor, Huang Ling couldn't see his body at all.

Sweat dripped from his head like rain on his head.

Fortunately, there was some moisture on the ground, so I couldn't tell if it was soaked in sweat or rain.

In Yang Jiazhong, a pair of fierce eyes were revealed, and he looked at Huang Ling coldly and said, "What? Don't you dare to come over? ”

He took a step forward.

He was gambling, betting that Huang Ling didn't dare to move forward, gambling on his own life.

Zhang Fan knew that he couldn't escape, this place was surrounded by mountains, and he wanted to run out unless there was a large amount of yang energy to replenish it.

But he can't, although the yin and yang qi can communicate with each other, but what about after it is exhausted.

Once the yang energy is exhausted, it will definitely die.

At this juncture, he can't retreat.

Retiring is equivalent to telling Huang Ling that he was lying to him.

If you don't retreat, you may be able to bluff the other party.

The yang energy on his body still has to maintain the yang armor, and he must not waste the slightest, and the first time he constructed this kind of armor, his spirit was tense.

His hands trembled under the armor, but his body did not tremble.

The heart is beating violently, and the breathing is as low as possible.

Huang Ling was frightened by his momentum, and when he saw Zhang Fan take a step forward, he subconsciously stepped back.

After taking a step back, he began to feel annoyed.

Huang Ling is not a fool, he can come out of the passage of the underworld alive, and he is the first, he must have something that other spirits can't compare.

Huang Ling's eyes were cold and said, "Boy, do you think this can scare me?" Let me tell you, in the world, no one can scare me, not even the king of heaven, let alone you. ”

Zhang Fan didn't speak, sometimes he talked too much, but it would arouse the suspicion of the other party, especially in front of this kind of old ghost who has existed for I don't know how many years.

He continued to take a step forward, his hand firmly on the hilt of the knife, his arm slightly outward, as if he was about to draw it.

Huang Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, and the yin qi on his body instantly dispersed, just like a cat with fried hair.

Huang Ling didn't retreat, he hesitated for a moment, and slowly took a step forward, the yin qi around his body slowly calmed down, and a yin qi mass slowly condensed in his hand.

Zhang Fan had to tighten his teeth, he knew how powerful that yin qi mass was, just look at the big pit next to him.

If this falls on him, there will be no scum left that can blow him up.

But he didn't retreat, and he didn't turn around and run.

Pretending to be forced, you have to pretend from beginning to end, you can't beat others, and you can't lose your momentum.

Thinking of this, there was a ferocity in his eyes, and his arm was once again a little outward.

"Do you think this thing can up? If you can't up, you'll be the one who dies. There was madness in Zhang Fan's voice, he wanted to make Huang Ling feel like the jade was burning.

Huang Ling didn't dare to do it easily, he had completely forgotten how Zhang Fan was bounced off by him.

After the appearance of this knife, he developed a sense of crisis.

He always felt that this knife was a great threat to him, and as long as the knife came out, he would die.

But he just couldn't figure out why this kid hadn't pulled out his knife until now.

Could it be that if this knife is pulled out, he will die?

If that's the case, he thinks maybe he can spell it out.

But if you think about it carefully, it's too much of a loss, if the other party is a person full of yang, maybe you can give it a try.

Just for such a living person who can't even stuff his teeth, he thinks, there is no need for this.

I finally rushed out of the passage, there are so many living people in the world, you can successfully advance by eating some.

Even if you can't eat a living person, you can eat some of the ghosts left in the world.

He looked at Zhang Fan coldly, the yin qi in his hand slowly retracted, and his body retreated.

Huang Ling's cold voice came into Zhang Fan's ears: "Count you ruthless, after I successfully advance, I will come to you again, and when the time comes, I will see if your knife is fast, or my yin thunder is fast." ”

After speaking, his figure disappeared directly in front of Zhang Fan's eyes.

After Huang Ling left, Zhang Fan didn't move, he was still maintaining that posture.

But in fact, his heart was already beating to his throat, his eyes were full of stars, his brain was tearing with pain, and his chest felt like it was blocked by a stone.

He stood in this position for a long time, his legs were numb, and the bones on his body began to ache.

He didn't know if Huang Ling had really left, but with his sixth sense, he felt that Huang Ling hadn't left, maybe he was hiding somewhere and watching secretly.

Huang Ling, who was standing not far away, his face was full of grievances, and he finally ran out, and was scared away by a hairy child.

It's not an exaggeration to say that it scared away, after all, the knife was so terrifying, just the breath released made him feel fried.

After he disappeared in front of Zhang Fan, he quietly hid in a place not far away, just to secretly attack when Zhang Fan was not paying attention.

But this kid seemed to be able to sense him, and he kept the posture of drawing the knife and did not move, and the qi of the knife body was always scattering, which made him very uncomfortable.

After squatting for more than an hour, he snorted coldly and left directly.

He decided that he wanted to kill this human being, to make himself stronger, not to kill him, not to be spiritual.

After hearing a cold snort, the yang armor on Zhang Fan's body instantly dispersed, his eyes turned black for a while, and his body fell directly to the ground.

Looking at the stars in the night sky, he couldn't help but laugh.

Alive.

Hey, hey, hey.

I'm alive, not dead.

Zhang Fan didn't dare to laugh too loudly, he was afraid that Huang Ling would hear it, and if he angered him, maybe he would turn around and come back and kill him.

His whole body was now limp, and both legs were numb, like ants crawling.

But it feels really good to be alive, and the air is much fresher.

Zhang Fan lay on the ground for almost a minute, and soon got up from the ground, picked up the backpack left by Wu Xuewen, carried the bag, and left this place directly.

He didn't want to stay here for a moment longer, who knew if Huang Ling would suddenly figure it out and turn around and come back, staying for a second longer, it would be dangerous.

In the distance, Liu Binjie, Liu Lei and Wu Xuewen were all stunned.

Liu Lei is fully armed and ready to rescue Zhang Fan at any time, who knows that this will be the case.

Liu Binjie looked at Liu Lei and asked, "I...... Am I mistaken? Did Huang Ling run away? ”

Liu Lei tore off a piece of rune paper on his head, and said thoughtfully: "How did this kid do it?" I want to worship him as a teacher. ”

Wu Xuewen is not to mention, although he doesn't know how Zhang Fan did it, but when he saw that Zhang Fan survived, a boulder in his heart fell, and the whole person fell into a coma.

Liu Binjie exhaled, his clenched fists slowly loosened, and the sweat on his forehead slowly flowed down from his sideburns.

He said to Wu Xuewen without looking back: "See, this is the example of my spiritual department, I must tell the vice principal when I go back, I want to get him to my class." ”