"Boy, hand over the spirit core yourself, maybe I can make your death more comfortable. ”

A voice with a disgusted tone came into his ears, and Ming Bufan looked up.

Standing in front of him was a beast, and above his head stood a gorgeously dressed man, with a slightly extraordinary appearance, but his eyes were full of contempt, and it was obvious that the cold voice came from this man's mouth.

"It's terrible, I must have seen in the sky that I took the core of this desolate beast, and sure enough, the core of the beast was so extraordinary that even such monks peeped at it. Ming Bufan said to himself in his heart, he knew that this was the most dangerous moment in his life, and the person in front of him was obviously an extraordinary monk, and he could also use such a huge desolate beast as a mount, and his cultivation was definitely not weak.

When encountering a desolate beast without wisdom, Ming Bufan still has the option of escaping, and in the scene in front of him, I am afraid that if there is only a slight movement, the man may be going to use means to kill him.

A few months ago, Ming Bufan had already met a lot of monks, most of them were in a hurry, and when they saw him, they were all like air, Ming Bufan knew that they were all rushing to Bawu Mountain, and since this month, he has not met those monks again, and this one in front of him is the first one since this month, but he didn't expect this first one to kill him.

"Forget it, I'll take it myself, the ants really can't understand people. ”

The corners of the man's mouth twitched, looking at the silent Ming Bufan, the disgust in his eyes deepened more and more, and he suddenly felt that his words were a little redundant, why talk nonsense about an ant, kill and take things, and then there are more important things waiting for him.

There is no need to say superfluous words, the hand is slightly pinched, a few spiritual luck is crossed, the desolate beast under his feet is screaming, the desolate beast is more than a zhang tall, a pair of big wings with rich feathers, there is a bit of Dapeng's momentum, and the next moment, the eyes turned red, two powerful claws kicked upward, that is, into the middle of the moment, and the male monk's eyes were indifferent, as if looking at a dead man.

Ming Bufan's eyes widened, and his heart sank violently, the worst situation appeared, originally Ming Bufan was ready to pretend to be a mortal, waiting for the monk to come close to kill him, so that he could have a chance to sneak attack the other party, but now the male monk directly vacated for half a moment, obviously seeing Ming Bufan's skills before.

Countless thoughts in his mind turned quickly, but he still couldn't come up with a way to escape, after all, that person was in the sky, how did he run, no matter how fast he ran, after all, he was just running around under the eyes of others.

It is absolutely impossible to teach the beast core in his bag, and that person only said that he would die comfortably, not to let him live, but even if he said so, Ming Bufan didn't believe it, how could the monk make an agreement with you, a mortal, that after getting his hands on it, he was afraid that he would kill himself.

At this moment, the cold light of the claws of the fowl beast flashed, and it was thinking that Ming Bufan pounced.

That kind of momentum is to kill with one blow, Ming Bufan's mind sank to the bottom, such a rushing attack, he had no way to dodge, even if he barely dodged this claw, the male monk on it was not a vegetarian, and a few spells would inevitably fly.

Even so, Ming Bufan is not the kind of person who sits still, even if he dies, he has to make this person pay the price, just like fighting with those strong men in his previous life, the result was doomed before the beginning, but he didn't choose to survive, and finally pulled on the back of three pads.

The short sword in his hand was clenched, his eyes flashed with an unusually cold light, at this moment, Ming Bufan's expression showed an unusually calm, known ending, he wouldn't think about it, but once he died, so there was no suspense about life and death, or there was no longer life and death in his heart, his only concern was now to practice, he saw it, Qiao'er's talent must be extraordinary, but the Demon Sect Holy Son who grabbed the two of them was still free, but now he couldn't think about it so much, the only thing he could think about was how to bring serious trauma to the monk in front of him who regarded him as an ant, and not let himself die so meaninglessly。

In the blink of an eye, the hook and claw that flashed with cold light fell on the top of Ming Bufan's head, and Ming Bufan's mind was unusually calm, his expression was not half moved, and he also held the sword and waved it, at the moment of meeting, Ming Bufan's waist surged, and his body made an incredible twist, and he forcibly moved his head away from under his hook and claw, and at the same time his arm went down and up, with a slight wind howl.

The next moment was a wave of blood, accompanied by piercing screams.

Ming Bufan fell to the side, half of his left shoulder was gone, and the blood flowed as fast as if he didn't want money, but his eyes were extremely resolute, this pain was too much different from the pain when he gained strength, and it didn't even make Ming Bufan frown, but his left arm was almost gone.

And on the other side, it was almost the same, I saw that the feathers on the belly of the fowl beast were bright red, and even some internal organs were exposed, and because of such a sharp pain, this desolate beast also made the male monk lose control, that is, when he was struggling wildly, he jumped away and jumped on the top of the tree, and as soon as the male monk jumped away from the head of the fowl desolate beast, he instantly heard only a roar, and the fowl desolate beast spread its wings and flew away at a very fast speed.

"You ant really deserve to be killed!! you dare to break my mount, I will definitely pull you out cramps and bones, and cut you into a human pillar!!!"

The male monk watched, he couldn't stop it at all, he only scolded in his mouth, his nose erupted with anger, and he stared at Ming Bufan, he must let this mortal survive and not die.

"Your little dog barks so ugly, and you are still an ant? Now that your second brother has been injured by me, he must be distressed, hahahaha!!!"

Ming Bufan propped himself up with his right hand, and slowly stood up, and sighed in his heart that the beast's strength was so great, just a little scratch, it was to take away half of his shoulder, and at the same time, that kind of strength was also instantly spread throughout his body, making him a little unstable, and only Bai Sensen's bone stubble was exposed on his left shoulder, coupled with the blood-stained face, crazy sneer, and scattered hair, it looked a little terrifying, some similar to the demon.

"The ant you killed this !!! three qi essence fire !!"

When the male monk heard this, his heart was full of anger, the ant in front of him actually dared to scold him, and even said that the beast was his second brother, and he was angry that he instantly pinched the seal in his hand, and three flames the size of his head appeared out of thin air and floated in front of him.

The blazing heat continued to rise, making the surrounding scene seem distorted.

Ming Bufan looked at it, he knew that the temperature was extremely terrifying, if he touched it, it might not take less than a moment to burn people into ashes, while sighing at the magic of the spell, he also felt a chill in his back, like what Uncle Li saw at that time is such a spell, it is worthy of being able to clean and kill so many good hands out of the wilderness.

"The ants are dead!!!

The male monk's eyes must have been formed, and when he saw that the three flames had been formed, he shouted angrily, and with a flick of his hand, the three flames flew towards Ming Bufan.

"I want to kill your grandfather, but it's still early!!"

Ming Bufan laughed, he has always been called an ant, he is unhappy if he is a person, anyway, he doesn't know if he has a way to live now, and he naturally scolds wantonly in his mouth.

The figure ran towards the woods at the same time, and he didn't want to be burned as firewood.

However, a scene that surprised Ming Bufan appeared, the three flames did not fly in a straight line, but as if they had eyes, they flew towards Ming Bufan, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and in a blink of an eye, they were behind Ming Bufan, and the scorching breath roasted the hair in Ming Bufan's mind yellow.

Ming Bufan scolded in his heart, this spell is so against the sky, and it will actually lock the person.

But he immediately thought of a way to come, ran towards the tree, and then turned his might, trying to let the flame pounce on the tree, but to no avail, the flame had no inertia at all, only recognized him, and when he turned, he also turned in an instant, closely following behind Ming Bufan.

"Mole ant, obediently give me death. ”

When the monk saw such a scene, he snorted coldly, still unhappy, and pinched the trick in his hand, and turned into a few flames.

Ming Bufan noticed the movement, looked back, and his heart jumped, the original three flames, now there are six or seven, almost mixed together, the temperature is terrifying, and the clothes behind him seem to be burning.

After about a quarter of an hour, the monk regained his composure, and looked coldly at Ming Bufan, who kept fleeing, with only a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The flames behind Ming Bufan have been infinitely close to his back, and there are some scorching smells coming out, or if he gets closer, the clothes are going to burn, although the current Ming Bufan's physical strength is amazing, but when he finally exhausts his strength.

Looking back again, the flame did not change at all, and it also made Ming Bufan's heart cold, a little desperate, he vaguely saw that he was burned cleanly, now he couldn't think of a way to do this, he tried to swing with a weapon during the period, but the flame was a nothing, and it couldn't touch half a point at all, and there was no water near this place.

"Could it be that I can only make him lose a mount? Is the so-called monk so difficult to fight, how nice it would be if I could also cultivate? ”

Ming Bufan already knew that he was a mortal without a spiritual root, otherwise how could the fortune teller use such a method to make him stronger, and directly teach him things like cultivation exercises.

After another three quarters of an hour, Ming Bufan finally exhausted his strength, but he looked back and saw that huge flames were rushing towards him.

"I'm afraid that no one will come to save me anymore..... Or the old fortune teller can't count it......"

Closing his eyes, the aura of death enveloped him, and Ming Bufan gave up for the first and last time.

"If there is an afterlife, I will be the one who is the best, with the palm of my hand, and I will not be deceived by others!!!"

..............

"Demon thieves, dare to be presumptuous here!!!"

A woman's crisp shout came out of Ming Bufan's ears, the heat in front of her disappeared, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a cyan figure flashing, and in an instant, the elegance was infinite.