Chapter Ninety-Five: The Poor See the Dagger!

The old man surnamed Zhao looked at Luo Fan who was meditating with his eyes closed, but his eyes were a little ill-intentioned, but unfortunately he couldn't figure out the thoughts of **** and the deacon of the Treasure Pavilion, if this kind of thing was done in front of everyone, it would undoubtedly commit some taboos, and the most important point was that the Blood Demon Sutra of the Blood Demon Sect was weird and abnormal, and he was not completely sure to take Luo Fan, hesitated for a while, or gave up the plan in his heart;

For him, it is still the most important thing promised by the man surnamed Wang, as long as he gets that kind of thing, his strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, and if he takes the risk of making a move on Luo Fan, in case the boat capsizes in the gutter, it will be worth the loss, although the old man surnamed Zhao has no one in his eyes, but he is not stupid;

After about half an hour's kung fu, Luo Fan's face suddenly turned fiery red, and then a strong heat emanated from Luo Fan's body, when Luo Fan opened his eyes, he couldn't help but moan softly, after refining the ratio of Yang Yuan power and Yin Soft power in his body has exceeded four to five, if the flesh on this beast's body is also refined, even if it can't reach five to five, it is not much worse!

The old man surnamed Zhao saw Luo Fan's face of refining the essence blood of demon beasts, and he knew that Luo Fan had benefited a lot from it, and glanced at Luo Fan with hatred, so he withdrew his gaze, **** and the fat deacon of the Treasure Pavilion had nothing strange on his face, as for whether it was like this in his heart, it was difficult to say, for a long time, **** looked at the cave for so long without moving, couldn't help frowning, and said slowly, "Wang Daoyou has been in for so long, and I don't know how the progress is?"

"Didn't Wang Daoyou say that it will take half a day to break the ban, so let's just wait here with peace of mind!"

Hearing this, **** can only wait silently here according to the mood of patience and anxiety;

Luo Fan saw that the man surnamed Wang came out for a while, so he raised the fire and began to roast the meat of this demon tiger, and the bursts of fragrance that came out after the barbecue made the three old men surnamed Zhao can't help but swallow their saliva secretly, what makes the three of them excited is not the desire of the mouth, but the beast of inheritance, even if the blood is abnormally weak, its flesh and blood must contain a strong heaven and earth Yuan power, if they eat it, their cultivation will also be improved, not to mention that it is rare for a beast of inheritance like this to be seen by a group of congenital people with mediocre qualifications, let alone a mouthful!

The fat deacon of the Treasure Pavilion saw that Luo Fan was eating with relish, and couldn't help but stand up and walk to Luo Fan's side, his face full of horizontal meat was squeezed into a ball, and he smiled gently, "Lin Daoyou, I see that this demon tiger has so much meat, you can't eat it alone, it's a waste to stay, it's better to share some with the three of us, of course, the three of us won't eat you for nothing, and we will pay some conditions for permission!"

Luo Fan tore off a piece of roasted meat, shook his head at the fat deacon of the Treasure Pavilion, and said, "Lin will try to eat it, even if he can't eat it, he will pack it!"

The fat deacon of the Treasure Pavilion heard Luo Fan's words, and his expression was also stagnant, Luo Fan's approach was a little too extreme, as the saying goes, eat meat and leave soup, but Luo Fan's meaning is a little bit of a feeling that you don't throw away, although the fat deacon didn't shake his face, but Luo Fan can clearly feel that this person has a little more coldness when he looks at him again, of course, for Luo Fan, he doesn't care at all, he meets these people, and walking together is just a matter of interests, if they don't know each other, he doesn't mind letting these four people see his current strength!

It seems that she is also a little displeased, but she is smart and knows that there are definitely people who can't sit still without her statement! Not to her expectations, the old man surnamed Zhao took the lead in dissatisfaction and angrily reprimanded, "Lin Daoyou, it is inevitably a little inhumane for you to do this, you didn't contribute at all to killing this demon tiger before, even if you discussed it with Wang Daoyou, but it shouldn't be like this!"

Luo Fan didn't even look at this person, just continued to eat the meat of the demon tiger, the old man surnamed Zhao looked at Luo Fan with a gloomy face, but he didn't speak again, the fat deacon and **** of the Treasure Pavilion could see that the old man surnamed Zhao had a killing intent, I'm afraid that if he hadn't gotten the promised thing from the man surnamed Wang, he would really have shot in anger;

And the next atmosphere is a little dull, only Luo Fan eats meat from time to time and makes a chewing sound, which is like a noise for the **** three;

However, with the passage of time, the three of them did not have the heart to pay attention to Luo Fan, at this moment it has been more than half a day since the man surnamed Wang went in, but the man surnamed Wang has not yet shown any signs of coming out, which naturally makes them faintly have a bad feeling, **** glanced at the fat deacon of the Treasure Pavilion and the old man surnamed Zhao, and said solemnly, "I see that Wang Daoyou has not come out for so long, I can't say what difficulties have been encountered inside, so the four of us may as well go in and see if there is anything that can help Wang Daoyou!"

The fat deacon of the Treasure Pavilion and the old man surnamed Zhao both flashed their eyes, and they both replied in unison, "Yes, we are here together, if Wang Daoyou has any difficulties, how can he stand by and watch!"

looked at Luo Fan, who was unattended, and knew that he would definitely not go together, and it would be the same for them, what he wanted was already in hand, and he would do some time-wasting work, but the three of them were different, the reward that should have been given had not yet arrived, how could there be no reason not to be in a hurry, the three of them did not waste time, so they hurried into the cave;

After the three of them left, Luo Fan's expression showed a rare hint of thought, before he had been concentrating on refining the power of the yang attribute, but he didn't expect the key point, the man surnamed Wang was cunning in nature, what the demon tiger said before made the old man surnamed Zhao already suspicious, he was definitely unwilling to put himself in danger again, and it is very likely that this person did not intend to give the three of them a reward from the beginning, as for what he said, it takes half a day to break the prohibition, and it must be a pretext in itself!

Luo Fan thought of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, he didn't expect that the four of them were all put together by the man surnamed Wang, but fortunately, the things Luo Fan wanted had already arrived, seeing that these three people were not here, Luo Fan began to look for the crystal nucleus on the demon tiger's body, and it didn't take long for Luo Fan to find the crystal demon core that was half a fist size, and felt the power of the rich yang attribute on it, Luo Fan was also very happy, this thing was just held in his hand, Luo Fan could feel warm all over his body, this thing did not need to be refined, just carry it with him every day, it would be of great benefit to Lin Chen's body, put it into his clothes, and looked at the corpse of the demon tiger but was a little bitter;

The reason why he got the corpse of the demon tiger and didn't leave was because there was no way to transport the corpse of the demon tiger, storage bags, storage rings and the like can only place items, and if you want to store living beings, only the Qiankun bag can do it!

And when Luo Fan was in a dilemma, the three old men surnamed Zhao walked out with gloomy faces, from the cloudy faces of the three of them, Luo Fan knew that the man surnamed Wang really came to a trick golden cicada shell, the old man surnamed Zhao saw that Luo Fan looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and he was even more angry, especially when he saw the remains of the demon tiger on the ground, he felt even more uncomfortable, why do we get nothing, you, a kid who is only in the early stage of congenital life, can return with a full load, the more he thinks about it, the more angry he becomes, pointing to the corpse of the demon tiger on the ground, and shouting' Two, this bastard surnamed Wang ran away, but we can't go home empty-handed, why don't we divide the body of this demon tiger equally, I think Lin Daoyou took all the blood before, and he has already gained a lot, and he won't fight with us for the remaining little tiger meat!"

The fat deacon and **** of the Treasure Pavilion are also very moved, the old man surnamed Zhao said to their hearts, these tiger meat are very valuable, they can also make their cultivation improve a little, and the most important thing is that the three of them agree on this matter, as long as Luo Fan has a little brain, he will not fight with them for a little tiger meat, otherwise even if he is a genius disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, he will definitely fall in this place that no one knows!

Luo Fan seemed to not see the eyes of the three people who wanted to eat people, and was about to speak, but the discomfort in his throat made him start to cough violently, the three of them looked at Luo Fan who coughed up a large piece of blood, but their eyes flickered, these days they also discovered Luo Fan's strangeness, the three of them agreed that Luo Fan was either seriously ill, or that there was a problem with the practice method and was counterattacked, but obviously they were more inclined to the latter, after all, it is normal for an evil exercise like the Blood Demon Sutra to be counterattacked;

Luo Fan felt the fiery gaze of the three of them, but the corners of his mouth were full of disdain, he glanced at the three of them coldly, and said uncontrollably, "If I refuse, what should the three of you do, eh?"

Such an arrogant posture can make the three of them speechless, as if they have just known Luo Fan, in their opinion, Luo Fan is calm and cautious, but they have never seen such an arrogant side;

The old man surnamed Zhao was unhappy with Luo Fan from the first glance, and now there is the fat deacon and **** of the Treasure Pavilion, he is even more unscrupulous, with a cruel laugh, he turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Luo Fan, of course, he did not have any contempt, he used the iron fist three styles he mastered, although this iron fist three styles were only an incomplete martial arts that he obtained by chance, but the power was comparable to the innate martial arts, coupled with his cultivation in the late congenital stage, even the innate congenital consummation without attributes, he would not be afraid;

Luo Fan looked at the old man surnamed Zhao who had rushed to him, and suddenly took out his sword, accompanied by two sword sounds at the same time, a feminine force carried a huge aura and slashed at the punch of the old man surnamed Zhao, the moment the fist and sword intersected, the old man surnamed Zhao felt the powerful power contained in the sword, and the next second, the old man surnamed Zhao flew back faster than when he came, and hit the stone wall heavily;

The fat deacon and **** of the Treasure Pavilion looked at the old man surnamed Zhao who was seriously injured and vomited blood, but they couldn't help but gasp at the same time, what kind of strength did the old man surnamed Zhao who can compare to the congenital Great Perfection be seriously injured with a sword, and the attributes of the late congenital stage?

The fat deacon of the Treasure Pavilion has lived in the Treasure Pavilion for a long time, and the first time he can see that the sword in Luo Fan's hand is an innate spirit weapon, and the sword just now must be an extremely strong innate martial art, of course, Luo Fan's own strength must at least be comparable to the late congenital stage, otherwise it is categorically impossible to seriously injure the old man surnamed Zhao with one sword, and the most shocking thing for the two of them is that Luo Fan has not used the Blood Demon Sect's Zhenzong Peerless Blood Demon Sutra just now, that is to say, Luo Fan in front of him has not gone all out at all, this is naturally because they don't know that Luo Fan's Blood Demon Sutra cannot be compared with the Void Sword Technique at all, otherwise they would definitely not think of it like this!