"Someone has taken a fancy to your Red Flame Pony King. ”

Oh?

Yang Yifan raised his eyebrows, and the cold murderous intent in his eyes flashed.

Really!

Qiu Wanxue knew that it would be such a reaction, she also understood Yang Yifan's character, typical eating soft and not hard, no, it is soft and hard, as long as it is provoked, she will never say any nonsense, she will directly kill people.

"Boy, make a price. ”

At this time, a voice came from the side.

Swish.

Yang Yifan turned around, and immediately saw a young man in a fancy costume walking over, followed by eight late-stage masters of the Yellow Extreme Realm, all carrying a blood-colored long knife in their hands, which looked majestic.

"Ten thousand spirit stones, how about it?"

As he spoke, Lin Fan's eyes were staring at the Red Flame Pony Horse King, his eyes were full of greed, the Red Flame Pony was very ordinary, but this Horse King was rare to see, especially since this Red Flame Pony Horse King was about to break through to the fifth order.

"You know, 10,000 spirit stones are enough for you to live your life in Wave City. ”

Click.

Hearing a slight sound, Lin Fan's eyes subconsciously glanced at it, his eyes immediately widened, and his face froze instantly.

What did he see?

A medium-grade spirit stone was crushed and turned into powder?

At this moment, he felt a sense of dazzle.

The medium-grade spirit stone is actually very strong, and people in the Xuanji Realm cannot be said to be easily crushed, but can be easily pinched into powder, which can only mean that the spiritual power in it has been almost lost.

"How many spirit stones did you just say?"

Yang Yifan let go of his hand, and the spirit stone powder floated and fell.

Swish.

Lin Fan's face was ugly and was about to drip water, he didn't dare to cultivate with a medium-grade spirit stone, he didn't dare to be so extravagant, this was not a waste, this was a loser.

"Boy, did you do it on purpose?"

Pedaling.

As his voice sounded, the eight big men with blood-colored long knives stepped forward in unison.

"What do you think?"

Yang Yifan smiled slightly.

Click.

Lin Fan's fists clenched suddenly, his feet moved, and a guy in the middle of the Yellow Extreme Realm dared to talk to him like this?

Syllable.

Before the footsteps fell, his arm was grabbed, and he turned his head, "Uncle Ke." ”

is an early stage martial artist in the Xuan Ji Realm.

"Don't mess with him. ”

What the?

Hearing the voice, Lin Fan's eyes widened, "He's only in the middle of the Yellow Extreme Realm, I'm afraid of him?"

The Xuanji Realm martial artist had a bitter look on his face, and said urgently: "I just found out that Zhao Hua and the others have been killed. ”

Zhao Hua was killed?

Zhao Hua also knows that he came out of the same place, and his strength is not below him.

"Really?"

Lin Fan is not a fool, he has already vaguely guessed something.

"That's right, he killed him. ”

The guy said in a low voice: "It is said that one person singled out a group of mid-to-late stage martial artists in the Yellow Extreme Realm, and those who killed him did not dare to take half a step forward. ”

A group of mid-to-late stage martial artists in the Yellow Extreme Realm killed by one person didn't dare to take half a step forward?

Lin Fan was directly dumbfounded, could he touch such a might?

Click.

He gritted his teeth, unwillingly, "What are you afraid of, there are Uncle Ke you." ”

"He also killed a Xuanji Realm early stage martial artist. ”

Killed a Xuanji Realm early stage martial artist?

Lin Fan opened his mouth wide and couldn't say half a word anymore.

Swish.

And the Xuanji Realm martial artist looked at Qiu Wanxue and Yang Yifan, "Our young master is just a person who loves horses, and he made a joke with the two of them when he saw that he was happy, please forgive me, we have already discussed it, and we can join forces on the road." ”

"Hmm. ”

Qiu Wanxue nodded, Yang Yifan didn't make a move, and she was also relieved.

Yang Yifan didn't do it, it was because he didn't want to wait for another ten days and half a month, it was too much delay, in case something happened in the grassland, it would be worth the loss to delay the assessment of Tianyi Academy.

Pedaling.

The Xuanji Realm martial artist dragged Lin Fan, who was full of grievances, and left quickly, like that, he was afraid that Yang Yifan would make a move.

"You are majestic now, even the martial artists of the Xuanji Realm are afraid of becoming like this. ”

Qiu Wanxue glanced at Yang Yifan.

"So, strength is everything!"

After speaking, Yang Yifan returned with the Red Flame Pony Dynasty to the resting place.

Boom.

Qiu Wanxue stomped her feet, a little annoyed, "What are you dragging, strength is everything, when you get to Wave City, I'll let you and my brother clean you up, hum." ”

。。。

Early the next morning.

A total of five caravans, escorted by ten Xuanji Realm martial artists and many Yellow Extreme Realm martial artists, set off and officially stepped into the Tianfeng Grassland.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

Yang Yifan, who was riding the Red Flame Pony Horse King, was still at the forefront, there was no way, the ordinary Red Flame Pony ridden by others did not dare to provoke the power of the Horse King.

Swish.

Staring at Yang Yifan's back, Lin Fan's eyes were full of gloomy color, he should be the most dazzling one, but now, he can only follow behind Yang Yifan's ass, and he is very unhappy.

The scenery of the grassland is actually very beautiful, where it comes into view, a verdant, stretching endlessly, plus the unknown wildflowers dotted in the middle, and the occasional flying birds, constitute a beautiful landscape painting, but no one has the heart to appreciate all this, they are carefully guarded,

When entering the grassland, there was still a road, but after two days, the road gradually disappeared, and everywhere you looked, it was full of waist-high weeds, and at this time, all the warriors had solemn faces, swords in their hands, and their eyes were always scanning the surroundings.

And among the weeds, among the dirt, the weathered white bones can be seen at any time, clearly telling everyone that this road is dangerous.

Rushing.

The sound of weeds shaking was heard all the time, apparently an unknown beast moving.

Five days later, if the convoy wanted to move forward, it was already necessary for a warrior to walk in front of it and cut down the weeds.

Wow.

At this moment, the grass in front of him shook violently, and a fiery red shadow instantly burst out.

It's a fourth-order pinnacle flame lion!

It's like a hill.

The two warriors who were weeding and opening the way were bitten before they could even scream, and immediately there was a splash of blood, and the next moment, the corpse entered the bloody mouth of the flame lion, and only blood was still dripping.

"Look for death. ”

"Evil animals. ”

The two Xuanji Realm martial artists were furious, and they shot out in unison, directly slapping the fourth-order flame lion into meat sauce.

On the seventh day, the caravan officially broke away from the outer area of the Heavenly Wind Grassland, which meant that the danger level had increased again.

On the eighth day, the caravan suffered casualties again, it was a fifth-order snake beast, the speed was quite fast, and there were afterimages between the ejections, and several warriors guarding the flanks died without even reacting.

When Yang Yifan and the masters of the Xuanji Realm rushed over, they were already gone, leaving only a few corpses with their heads pierced and their brains devoured.

"It's the Wind Snake, and that thing likes to devour brains. ”

"It's not too early, I'll leave tomorrow. ”

The sky was already getting dark, and there were wind snakes again, and after some discussion, several Xuanji Realm martial artists discussed it, and then asked the convoy to stop, and then surrounded each family's cars, forming a circle, in order to resist the surprise attack of the fierce beasts.

Swish.

In the middle of the night, Yang Yifan, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, and he seemed to feel the wind blowing across his face.

Swish.

Getting up, he glanced around, Qiu Wanxue and the others all got up, and their faces were solemn.

In the Tianfeng grassland, the most feared thing is the wind.