Chapter Seventy-Five: The Old Man with Black Eyes
Bang –
Soon there was another explosion outside the guest hall.
The big black bull and the old man in the black robe fought each other, and the old man in the black robe, as a triple powerhouse of the true path, had an extremely terrifying strength, and obviously had the upper hand.
The big black bull was completely pressed and beaten by the old man in the black robe, if it weren't for its rough skin and thick meat, it would have been defeated if it couldn't hold on to a few moves under the old man in the black robe.
However, the defense of the big black bull is indeed strong, and the attack of the black-robed old man fell on it, and there was nothing to do, and he was still shouting vigorously.
"Come on, come and beat your cow master!"
"Niu Ye's cowhide is not blown, with your strength, you are not afraid of ten more Niu Ye. ”
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In the guest hall, Luo Fan was holding a high-grade treasure gun and looked at Cheng Jiang with a cold expression.
Luo Fan had already calmed down and said, "No wonder you don't dare to go back to Xuanyang Sect, it turns out that the real Cheng Jiang no longer exists, you are just a puppet of the Demon Luo Sect, and once you return to Xuanyang Sect, you will be discovered by the elders of the True Dao." ”
Cheng Jiang's eyes were demented, but there was a sneer in his mouth, and he said in an indifferent tone:
"If you obediently stay at Cheng's house for three days, or go back to Xuanyang Sect to report on your own, how can such a thing happen, but if you want to die and reveal the mystery, what good will it do you? ”
Luo Fan looked at Cheng Jiang, frowned slightly, and said, "Who are you?"
'Cheng Jiang' said indifferently: "Old man with black pupils, you kid, it's very good to be my disciple's corpse puppet." ”
Luo Fan glanced at the battle outside the guest hall, and the black-robed old man who fought with the big black bull had a pair of black pupils as black as ink, obviously the 'old man with black pupils'.
As a triple powerhouse of the True Dao, the old man with black pupils obviously has a certain status in the Demon Luo Sect, and he is not an unknown person, but Luo Fan knows very little about the Demon Luo Sect, but he doesn't recognize it.
Luo Fan's gaze fell on 'Cheng Jiang' again, and said:
"Old man with black eyes, you are fighting the big black bull now, and controlling Cheng Jiang is just a wisp of soul, hehe...... Unless you really come here, just to control Cheng Jiang, you don't have the qualifications to speak wildly in front of me. ”
The old man with black pupils controls Cheng Jiang, and naturally has all the memories of Cheng Jiang, knowing that Luo Fan had a duel with Zhao Hao a month ago, when Luo Fan showed the strength to sweep the five layers of martial arts.
'Cheng Jiang' sneered and said: "The martial artists of the entire Cheng family are all intimidated by this seat, they are not afraid of death, you don't have that black bull to guard, why is it difficult to kill you." ”
As soon as the words of 'Cheng Jiang' fell, one after another Cheng family warriors appeared outside the guest hall, their eyes were the same as Cheng Jiang, dull and colorless, and they were all controlled by the old man with black eyes.
Cheng Jiang's mouth continued to come out with the sneer of the old man with black eyes: "Hehe...... These garbage goods, this seat only refined them into soul slaves to keep secrets, and under normal circumstances, they don't even have the qualifications to make this seat intimidate.
Let them play with you slowly, you can kill them casually, all of them are dead, and this seat is not distressed, and you ...... But there is only one life, and after all, I will be pulled into the abyss of death by these soul slaves of mine. ”
After that, 'Cheng Jiang' stopped talking, his expression was demented, and the old man with black eyes no longer talked to Luo Fan, but concentrated on fighting with the big black bull.
Although the big black bull has strong defense, and even ordinary prefecture-level treasure soldiers are invulnerable to a cowhide, the old man with black eyes always has the upper hand and has been crushing the big black bull.
The old man with black eyes believed that as long as he concentrated on the battle, he would definitely be able to kill the big black bull.
Luo Fan and the big black bull already knew the secret of the Cheng family, and the old man with black pupils could only kill him, even if it would provoke greater anger from the Xuanyang Sect, at least for the time being, he would be able to suppress the news.
As soon as his disciple 'Cheng Quan' practiced the second layer of the Blood-Blooded Soul Deterrence Dafa, he burned down the entire Cheng family, took Cheng Quan to disappear, and left the Xuanyang Sect's sphere of influence, and the Xuanyang Sect didn't want to find it.
The old man with black pupils had already made arrangements for the rest of the matter, and now the key was to kill Luo Fan and the big black bull.
In the guest room.
Cheng Jiang, as well as many Cheng family warriors, rushed towards Luo Fan.
Their eyes were sluggish, and their cultivation ranged from the first level of martial arts to the fifth level of martial arts, some of them held treasure soldiers in their hands, and some of them held ordinary blades, and they all beckoned to Luo Fan.
Stacked waves!
Luo Fan used his martial arts, his strength completely exploded, and the treasure spear in his hand swept through thousands of troops, sweeping out a total of three strengths.
Bell Bell Bell ......
There were loud explosions, and the weapons in the hands of the Cheng family's martial artists were broken in large pieces, and they were shocked one by one.
The treasure spear in Luo Fan's hand flew like a dragon, or swept, or slashed, or stabbed straight, one after another Cheng family warriors, becoming the souls of the guns.
In just a few dozen breaths, in the guest hall, the corpses were already lying on the ground, and only a few martial arts fivefold martial artists, including Cheng Jiang, were still besieging Luo Fan.
The consumption of internal force in the Broken Sky Marksmanship is much greater than that of the Stacked Waves, the Cheng family is a sixth-level martial arts family, and the six-fold martial arts of the Martial Arts did not appear, Luo Fan reduced the consumption of internal force as much as possible in the battle, and used the Stacked Waves to kill the enemy.
With Luo Fan's physical strength, the multiple strengths of the stacked waves exploded, and in the face of several martial arts fivefold sieges, Luo Fan also coped with more than enough, and had a crushing advantage.
These Cheng family warriors, the real soul has been wiped out by the old man with black pupils, and they are actually the living dead, and the instinct to fight comes from the soul imprint of the old man with black pupils in their souls.
For these living dead, Luo Fan showed no mercy, the other party is dead, and he will only suffer his own loss if he cares about their lives, all Luo Fan can do is to fight hard.
Only by winning this battle and killing the old man with black pupils is the greatest mercy to the Cheng family's martial artists.
Luo Fan's combat power is too strong, with a gun in hand, he swept in all directions, even if it was a martial arts fivefold martial artist, he couldn't last long under his gun.
Poof-
A martial artist in the early stage of the martial arts five was shot through the throat with a treasure spear and killed with one blow.
Poof-
A martial artist in the middle of the fivefold martial arts was hit in the head by a spear, half of his head exploded, and he was also killed with one blow.
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Just a few minutes later, in the Cheng family's guest hall, except for Luo Fan, there was only one corpse left, and several martial arts fivefold soul slaves of the old man with black pupils were all killed by Luo Fan.
A high-grade treasure gun, stained with blood.
Luo Fan's body was also full of bloodstains.
This is a tragic battle of life and death, Rao is Luo Fan has been fighting with the beast since he was a child, and he can't help but be shocked when he looks at the corpses all over the ground.
In the past, what Luo Fan killed was just a desolate beast, but now, under Luo Fan's feet are dozens of corpses of human warriors.
"Old man with black eyes. ”
Luo Fan burst out the name from between his teeth, and his eyes were fierce, looking into the sky outside the guest hall.
The big black bull and the old man with black pupils fought farther and farther, and they had reached the sky more than a thousand meters away.
Luo Fan held the high-grade treasure gun in his right hand, pointed obliquely at the ground, and the blood on the tip of the spear kept sliding down, and walked out of the guest hall.