Chapter Eighty-Seven: Demon Star, Night Rain at Ximen
Ye Qingshan shook his head helplessly, and patiently explained: "Xuan'er, grandpa is actually doing this for Ren Fan's good, so that Ren Fan can be exercised, and he will become more powerful, do you want Ren Fan to become a flower in the greenhouse?"
Ye Zixuan turned her head and shook her little head, "I don't want to!"
"Isn't this right, besides, Ren Fan's strength is far more than that, don't worry, with grandpa here, Ren Fan's life will not be in danger!" Ye Qingshan was really helpless about his granddaughter, and at the same time, he was faintly worried in his heart, it seemed that Lin Xinyu that girl also liked Ren Fan, if the time came......
On the stage, Ren Fan's face was solemn, just now Dong Kuiwu used an ordinary ice blade, and he was naturally overwhelmed by Ren Fan's defective artifact, and finally broke, and Ren Fan also seized the opportunity to make Dong Kuiwu suffer some minor injuries.
But defective products are defective products, and even the defective products of an artifact cannot go head-to-head with an intact ground-level spiritual weapon.
However, Ren Fan does not plan to expose his hole cards too early, and some things will only have an effect when they are used at the right time.
The fiery red spiritual power burned faintly on the surface of the magic sword, perhaps because he was challenged by the ground-level spirit weapon, he felt that his dignity had been insulted, and the evil aura emitted from the magic sword was even thicker, buzzing in Ren Fan's hands, Ren Fan felt that he was a little unable to control the magic sword.
Dong Kuiwu, who was holding the meridian mandarin duck Yue, was much more confident, the soles of his feet stepped on the floor fiercely, his body flew four or five feet high, and with the gravity that fell from the sky, Shuangyue was like a dragon out of the water, drawing a brilliant golden trajectory in the air, and the sound of Shuangyue rubbing the air seemed to have a magical magic, which made people have an urge to give up resistance.
Ren Fan bit the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake, facing Dong Kuiwu from a high altitude, Ren Fan did not choose to make a hard connection, his body leaned back, the spiritual power urged, and he slid outward while leaning down, Dong Kuiwu Shuangyue slammed on the ground, the martial arts platform built of special stone could not bear the power of this Yue at all, and with a long golden light crossing, the martial artist left a long ditch more than half a foot wide.
However, a Yue failed, Dong Kuiwu took advantage of the strength of his body to forcibly reverse the downward trend, Shuangyue aimed at Ren Fan again, and two golden Yue mangs plowed the ground, splashing countless stone fragments, and some people watching near the Yanwu platform retreated one after another.
However, at the moment when Dong Kuiwu made a move, Ren Fan's eyes lit up, and he secretly said in his heart, the opportunity had finally come, only to see Ren Fan, who was retreating in embarrassment, threw it casually, and a cyan light pierced the void, and crashed into the two golden rays in the blink of an eye, just when the two were about to collide, the green rays suddenly split into three, and the two collided with the golden rays, only to see that the green rays and the golden rays were like the difference between an elephant and a mouse, but they successfully offset the two moons under the incredible gaze of everyone.
The remaining cyan light passed through the middle of the two golden rays, and went straight to Dong Kuiwu, who had just used the move to collect the Yue, Dong Kuiwu was taken aback, he had just used up his strength, and the new force was not born, but between life and death, he instinctively forcibly gave birth to a force to block the Shuangyue cross in front of him.
However, as if it had a spirit, the green light deviated slightly from its original trajectory and passed through the gap between the two Yue.
Seeing this scene, a thought instantly flashed through Dong Kuiwu's mind, "My life is over!"
However, the flying knife drilled through the gap, but it was suspended in front of Dong Kuiwu's head, and it never advanced for half a minute.
The noisy audience seemed to have discussed it, and there was silence in unison, and the scene was very strange for a while, and after about a few breaths, all kinds of admiration and exclamation were endless.
Those self-proclaimed well-informed mentors and Ye Qingshan couldn't help but be stunned, many thoughts quickly flashed through their minds, if these three flying knives were not heaven-level spiritual weapons, then Ren Fan's divine sense control had reached a terrifying level, if this was the case, then if the old man of the inner gate of fire knew, he would definitely rush to accept him as a closed disciple, such an excellent divine sense control, he would definitely be able to become an excellent alchemist!
"Ren Fansheng!"
There is nothing to argue about, if it weren't for Ren Fan's mercy, Dong Kuiwu would have died a long time ago.
In a corner where there is not too much traffic, a thin body is hidden under a wide black robe, if you look at it from the outside, you can only see the wide black robe, only the occasional wind blowing up the corner of his sleeve, people can see the very white hands, if you have to describe it as miserable white.
Under the black robe, a pair of purple eyes that are different from ordinary people occasionally flicker, this person is the most mysterious and rarely seen person among the four geniuses of the outer gate, known as the demon star Ximen Yeyu, at this moment he said to himself in his unique hoarse voice: "Hey, hey, there's finally an opponent worth paying attention to!"
Under the stage, Liu Qingfeng's face was gloomy, his left palm slapped on the chair fiercely, and the chair made of fine golden silk nanmu instantly turned into powder, "What a waste, I wasted Lao Tzu's three-grade qi replenishing pill!"
On the other side, Tong Xin and Dong Kuiwu specially found Ren Fan to thank him for his grace of not killing, for these two people with true temperament, Ren Fan still likes it very much, as for Bai Ningjun and what he said, he doesn't take it seriously, Ren Fan intends to make friends with these two people, called Tong Xin and Dong Kuiwu aside, and then grabbed a handful of Sanpin Qi Replenishing Pill and put it in their hands, and said lightly: "Make a friend, these are just a meeting gift, when you run out, come to me again!"
"This ......"
The two of them were dumbfounded, the three-grade qi replenishing pill, this is the three-grade qi replenishing pill, which is precious in the eyes of the mentor, but Ren Fan directly gave them a lot of it as if he was taking jelly beans.
"I want to create a force, if you are interested, you can come and join, by the way, I am an alchemist, so this three-pin pill is nothing to me!"
When Ren Fan turned to leave, he said lightly, he felt that the time was almost there, he wanted to create a force as the prototype of the temple, but the name could not be called the temple, in that case, it would be too ostentatious, if it was known by some people who knew the secrets of the upper forces, I am afraid it would bring some unnecessary trouble.
However, as soon as Ren Fan left the two people, a mysterious black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Ren Fan, and a hoarse voice sounded slowly, "My name is Ximen Yeyu, I am very interested in you, are you interested in talking?"