Chapter Thirty-Seven: Kicking to the Iron Plate

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At this time, there were more than twenty people who came out of the surrounding bushes, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, with a cold face, seeing that the worst cultivation of these people was above Yifan, and the three people led by them had reached the peak of the eightfold day after tomorrow. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Meng Zichen looked at the crowd around vigilantly, his hand involuntarily clenched the ice-blue long sword in his hand, an extreme chill appeared on his face, and Yifan also carried the upper part of Fang Tian's halberd on his shoulder, very puzzled.

But Meng Zichen understood very well, these people in front of him were probably the ones who joined forces to bully the lone testers, and snatched the mark to upgrade, but it seemed that something was missing.

Suddenly a figure rushed out from behind Meng Zichen, Meng Zichen snorted coldly, and the ice-blue long sword turned around and slashed over directly, the mighty sword power swept all this, boom, the sword qi fell, and the surrounding ground was all lifted away with the vigorous and upright ancient trees.

It's just that the person actually dodged over, and when the dust settled, the figure walked out from behind Meng Zichen, this person was full of flesh, extremely hideous, holding a broadsword in his hand, and the murderous aura was compelling, if it weren't for the fact that this was the assessment place of the Northern Hell Sect, it would be impossible for more than eighteen years old to come in.

Anyone would think that this was an uncle, and the man smiled at Yifan and the two, "Yes, you two are really powerful, and you can even dodge my attack." With that, he walked over to the crowd on the other side.

As soon as the group saw this person, they respectfully said, "Brother Xiong is good", and the three people led by him also said "Brother Xiong"

Brother Xiong nodded, turned to look at Yifan and the two of them, Meng Zichen said, "Who are you, report your name, I won't kill the nameless" Brother Xiong's attack had already angered Meng Zichen.

Brother Xiong and the people around him all laughed when they heard this, no matter how they said that Brother Xiong is also an existence at the peak level of the day after tomorrow, not to mention that there are three people at the peak of the eightfold peak of the day after tomorrow, and the rest are all in the realm of the sevenfold of the day after tomorrow, as long as this kind of lineup does not encounter the existence of the top ten on the Yuelong list, there is no problem at all.

Brother Xiong smiled playfully, "Oh, yes, listen up, grandpa is Xiong Batian, who ranks fifteenth on the Yuelong List, if you take back what you just said and apologize to me, this will be as if it didn't happen, you can join us, and then our lineup will be stronger, and the mark will improve faster"

Because he saw Meng Zichen's strength of the acquired ninefold, he didn't want to make a big move, after all, the strength of every acquired ninefold master was not covered, and it was precisely because of this that at the very beginning, Xiong Batian chose to sneak attack.

If you can seriously injure Meng Zichen's sneak attack, then the initiative is absolutely in your own hands, but what Xiong Batian didn't expect was that Meng Zichen was so keen, so if he used force to act, there might be casualties on his side.

As the saying goes, if you hurt the enemy for a thousand and lose yourself for eight hundred, although Xiong Batian is five big and three coarse, he can still weigh the pros and cons, so he has the idea of pulling them into the gang.

After hearing this, Yifan smiled and said, "Xiong Batian, is it the fifteenth on the Yuelong list, then do you know who I am?"

When Xiong Batian heard this, he asked with interest, "Just you, a seven-fold waste of the day after tomorrow?" Then tell me who you are, if you are the prince of the Northern Underworld Dynasty, or the child of the four great families, I can consider letting you go." ”

Yifan smiled and said, "No, I'm just the third on the Yuelong list, is it enough?"

Everyone was stunned, including Meng Zichen, and then everyone laughed, but Meng Zichen didn't laugh, because he had heard that mysterious boy was riding a white wolf at the peak level of an extremely powerful spirit beast.

Suddenly, Meng Zichen thought that every time he saw Yifan, he was always accompanied by a little white dog, quite cute, super cute, could it be that he was really 。。。。。。。。

Meng Zichen thought so, but the person on the other side had already bent over with a smile, and Xiong Batian smiled and said, "Fuck, you really fucking dare to say, although I know that you are a very powerful master, far higher than the day after tomorrow, but the third on the Yuelong list, so forget it." ”

"Let me say it again, if you don't join or not, give me a happy word" Xiong Batian seemed to be a little impatient, and Meng Zichen said lightly, "What if you join, what if you don't join?"

Xiong Batian sneered meaningfully, "Join us, we are a team, you and I are up and down, improve the mark together, and share the blessings and hardships, hehe, if you don't join, leave your mark, and have an arm." ”

Before he finished speaking, an ice-blue long sword fell from the sky, and at the same time, half of the Fang Tian Painting Halberd slashed down, the cold light rose sharply, Xiong Batian was shocked, and hurriedly swung the broadsword to meet the attack.

"Bell, bell, bell... Yifan and Meng Zichen shot at the same time, extremely domineering, and the Xiong Batian in front of him was not just in vain, but under the sudden attack of the two, he resisted more than a dozen moves.

It's just that when Yifan had enough strength, Fang Tian's halberd slashed violently, and the broadsword of Xiong Batian actually cracked at this moment, he was sweating profusely, and he couldn't react a little, and Meng Zichen's ice-blue long sword slashed mercilessly.

Xiong Batian hurriedly blocked, but the broadsword broke and broke into two, but Meng Zichen's sword did not stop, and slashed down with that force, Xiong Batian hurriedly dodged, if he was hit by this sword, his right arm would definitely not be able to be saved.

However, he ignored Yifan on the side again, Fang Tian's halberd hand rose and fell, the cold light flashed, Xiong Batian didn't react at all, bang, and when Xiong Batian reacted, his left arm had fallen to the ground, and the blood was flowing wildly.

Xiong Batian was really a man, his arm was cut off, he didn't have any scruples, he quickly stepped back, took out a pill from the space ring, and hurriedly took it. His eyes never left Yifan and Mencius.

In the eyes of Xiong Batian now, there is slowly a look of jealousy, and there is no longer the original arrogance, and Yifan is carrying Fang Tian's halberd, and one foot is stepping on the arm that Xiong Batian didn't have time to pick up.

smiled and said, "What, we don't want to join, so we left you with an arm, but now there is only one arm missing, don't worry, I'll give it to you again, I just hope you can let us go when the time comes"

Xiong Batian was really angered by this sentence, and his heart was full of anger, he really wanted to go up and break these two bodies into pieces, but he still had reason, and it was the mentality of being in danger in the face of all kinds of situations that made him come to this point.

Xiong Batian knew that he had encountered an iron plate today, he was far from expecting the two of them to be so ruthless, and then looking at Yifan, only once he really believed that he was a mysterious boy, because the arrogance and strength shown by Yifan were still above Meng Zichen.

Xiong Batian thought about it and finally didn't have a seizure, but forced a smile and said, "Two, there may have been some misunderstanding today, I apologize to you, let's say goodbye." So saying, he beckoned everyone to leave quickly.

Only then did the people behind him react, the scene just now happened too quickly, and the fifteenth place on the Yuelong List actually broke one of his arms within a dozen moves, and his ability can be imagined. The gesture is about to leave.

As soon as Xiong Batian took a step, a sword light fell from in front of him, making his heart tremble, he turned around and said viciously, "Why, don't you two want to stop, tell you, don't think that Lao Tzu is afraid of you, if you really fight, you may not be able to get benefits"

Yifan smiled and said, "Where are these words, how can we want to make more trouble" Xiong Batian's face eased slightly when he heard this.

But it changed again, because Yifan then said, "Of course, the premise is that before you provoke me, the two of us don't want to cause trouble, but we are not afraid of things, others bully us, if you don't pay a price, then I am not Gu Yifan." ”

Xiong Batian thought about it for a while and said, "Say it, what price," Meng Zichen said: "The mark on our head is too slow to upgrade, leave your mark aura, let's leave"

The more than 20 people present were all angry when they heard it, "Why don't we hand over the seal, why don't you grab it?"

"This is robbery," Yifan said with a smile.

"How can we cheapen you with the mark we have worked so hard to get?"

Yifan said, "That's okay, we don't want the mark, just leave one of your arms each, let's do it, by the way, Brother Xiong, you leave one more, the one just now doesn't count"

Everyone hesitated when they heard this, Meng Zichen smiled coldly, and the ice-blue long sword was swung out, "hiss" blood gushed out, and a miserable scream accompanied by an arm flew up.

Everyone looked back, it turned out that the arm of the eightfold peak powerhouse under Xiong Batian's hand was cut off by Meng Zichen with a blow, and Meng Zichen didn't stop and was about to continue against the other person, Xiong Batian didn't have time to stop it just now.

He looked at Meng Zichen resentfully, and said, "Okay, stop, give you a mark" Xiong Batian hurriedly took out another pill for the broken arm to take.

A second-level orange-yellow light flew out from the center of Xiong Batian's eyebrows, and the rest of the people were also unwilling to hand over the marks, three marks that were about to evolve to the second level, and more than two dozen first-level red marks. Seeing this, Xiong Batian beckoned everyone to leave quickly.

Yifan and Meng Zichen looked at the more than twenty marks in the sky and smiled. Yifan said, "Don't hang it, let's divide it" Meng Zichen nodded, and said excitedly, "So many imprints, this time you can make a lot of money, no wonder many people are willing to grab it directly, so that the imprints will be upgraded soon." ”

Yifan nodded and said, "It's just that this is also risky, who knows if it will kick the iron plate, just like Xiong Batian" Both of them laughed.

In the end, Fan asked for the second-level mark, plus ten ordinary marks, and Mencius asked for three marks that were about to evolve to the second-level mark, and more than ten ordinary marks, and finally the marks on the eyebrows of the two of them all turned second-level orange-yellow.

It's just that to the disappointment of Yifan and Meng Zichen, the two of them did not transform into a third-level yellow mark, and sighed, the transformation and upgrading of the mark is really difficult. Eventually, though, the two came up with a good way to improve their mark.

That is, the two of them eat black, pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, lure the snatchers to take the bait, and then like just now, so that there is no burden in their hearts, and they can improve their marks, the two looked at each other evilly and smiled, and disappeared into the jungle.

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