Chapter Seventy-Five: Anger

Wu Fan slowly opened his eyes, a little confused, shook his head vigorously, and now he only felt that his head was very heavy, and he wanted to sleep.

But he can't sleep, and once he does, he probably won't wake up forever.

So he began to slowly support his body with his hands, and gradually stood up, but before he could stand firmly, he fell to the ground in an instant, and Wu Fan stood up again.

At the beginning, Dugu Jian was able to rely on his amazing willpower to not fall down after falling unconscious, not to mention that he was still awake.

Ziyue saw that Wu Fan wanted to stand up and was about to step forward to help him up, but was rejected by Wu Fan with his eyes.

After falling down four times, Wu Fan finally stood up, and the first thing he did when he stood up was to look at the ruffian wolf, he didn't expect the ruffian wolf to save himself.

Although the ruffian wolf has the protection of the Ruyi Tower, it is impossible to completely offset the attack power of the late Xuanwu stage, even if it does not fight with Wu Fan, it cannot guarantee that it will be unscathed under the attack of the late Xuanwu stage monk, not to mention when the spiritual power is exhausted.

And at the moment when he was attacked, it stood in front of him without the slightest consideration, which made Wu Fan look at the ruffian wolf differently, he used to think that the ruffian wolf was greedy for life and afraid of death, and loved to be greedy for small gains.

But judging from today's incident, the ruffian wolf is not afraid of death, but he just doesn't want to die meaninglessly.

"How's the mad lion, the riffraff wolf?"

Now the ruffian wolf has returned to its original state, scarlet blood is flowing from its mouth, the wild lion is checking its injuries on the side, and after hearing Wu Fan's voice, he turned his head and replied.

"The ruffian wolf was only shocked and injured in his internal organs, but it is not life-threatening, don't worry, how are you now?"

"I don't have anything to do, I hope you can find out who assassinated me in the shortest possible time, no matter who it is, I, Wu Fan, want him to pay for it, let him know that my revenge is not something he can afford. And you help me find a man now, and when I find him, say that a young man is looking for him, and he will follow. Wu Fan was really angered by this assassination incident, and immediately asked the mad lion to find Xiao Fang.

Xiao Fang's cultivation is in the Xuanwu Extreme Realm, even if he can't exert his full strength, but it is enough to fight with the early stage of the Tianwu Realm.

And on Long Yun Xing, the strength of the Heavenly Martial Realm has already stood at the pinnacle, no matter what the force, they dare not easily provoke the Heavenly Martial Realm monks, once the Heavenly Martial Realm monks go berserk, it will be incalculable destructive power.

Even if he is a sect master-level figure of Long Yunxing's top power, as long as he meets a Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator, he must give three points.

The combat effectiveness of the Heavenly Martial Realm cultivators was not what they were worried about, what they were worried about was that the Heavenly Martial Realm cultivators used their strength to sneak attack and specialize in sabotage, and no force was willing to see such a result.

After the mad lion agreed, the ruffian wolf gradually came to his senses, and with the support of the mad lion, he stood up and looked at Wu Fan.

"Wu boy, you have to help me find out this killer with me, I'm afraid it was Gu Yi or Zhao Xi sent to kill me, could it be that those two boys have already found out that Uncle Wolf is back in the rivers and lakes, otherwise how can there be a killer to assassinate Uncle Wolf today, Wu boy, you have to remember Uncle Wolf clearly, you said that you would help Uncle Wolf deal with those two bastards." ”

The ruffian wolf said this, just so that Wu Fan would not feel indebted to it because of this matter, and he would not make Wu Fan feel guilty in his heart, this is the ruffian wolf, a wolf with a strange and different personality.

"Well, from now on, I will help you to pacify any enemy before you. A gleam flashed in Wu Fan's eyes, and he made a sincere promise to the ruffian wolf for the first time, which was also the first oath in Wu Fan's life.

"Haha, Wu boy, you want to tease Uncle Wolf again, don't think that Uncle Wolf doesn't know what you're doing, wait for Uncle Wolf to get better, I have to find you to calculate it carefully, and you didn't defeat me today, the 10,000 spirit stones belong to Uncle Wolf." "The ruffian wolf still doesn't leave the three sentences, and he wants a spirit stone when he opens his mouth, but this is the best way to eliminate the dullness in everyone's hearts.

And the killer who assassinated Wu Fan finally escaped, and the monk on the Mad Lion Mansion couldn't stop it at all, because the person with the highest cultivation in the Mad Lion Mansion was only in the middle stage of Xuanwu, and there was no monk in the late stage of Xuanwu at all, so there was no way to intercept that killer.

Wu Fan and the ruffian wolf were both arranged in the secret room to recuperate from their injuries, and the mad lion began to immediately investigate how the killer got in, even if it was a strong person in the Tianwu Realm, he didn't want to sneak in silently.

There is a sensing formation designed by the mad bully for his son, which is to protect the safety of the mad lion, and its sensing ability can perceive all the monks below the late stage of the Tianwu realm, so the first thing the mad lion thinks of is that there is a traitor in his house.

And his status in his own house is not low, only in this way can he bring the killer in, several previous assassinations, the mad lion has also investigated, and several traitors have been found, and the mad lion has been secretly executed.

But the status of those people in the Crazy Lion Mansion is very low, and their cultivation is not high, and the Crazy Lion believes that there is definitely a big fish in his mansion, but he has never come forward, and it is not easy for him to find it at all.

But this time, he has already let that person show his feet, and if he wants to unconsciously bring the Xuanwu late stage monk into his mansion, the first condition is to be able to sneak into the induction formation and change the perception ability of the formation, so that the Xuanwu late stage monk can sneak into the mansion without being aware of it, and there are only a few people in the mansion who can do such a thing.

Three days later, Wu Fan stepped out of the secret room, he had already recovered his cultivation, and his cultivation had gone further, only one line away from the late stage of soul martial arts, and the ruffian wolf was still recovering from his injuries and did not come out.

After coming out, Wu Fan immediately found the mad lion and asked him what he wanted to know.

"Come, bring me the wind. Under the order of the mad lion, his subordinates brought up a middle-aged man covered in bruises, whose body was covered with iron chains, and even passed through the pipa bone.

"Wu Fan, this person followed me three years ago, and his cultivation was in the early stage of Xuanwu, but I didn't expect that it was a chess piece that someone placed next to me, if it weren't for you, I really wouldn't have found it. But if I apply the criminal law like this, he will not confess, and now it is up to you to do what you can do. Away from the wind, now it's too late to tell who you are behind the scenes. The lion shouted angrily at the middle-aged man.

"Hahaha, Wild Lion, I said that I would die, and if I didn't say it, I would die, do you think I would still say it?" the middle-aged man looked calm and objected to his ridicule.

"I don't care if you die or not, but if you don't say it, I'll make you want to die. Wu Fan didn't bother talking to this person, walked in front of the middle-aged monk, stepped on the ground into big characters, and punched the middle-aged man's palm.

"Ahh

With a scream, I saw the flesh and blood of the middle-aged monk's palm, and his bones were shattered.

But Wu Fan didn't speak, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were cold, he raised his fist again, and slammed it on his wrist.

Not only that, Wu Fan also sent blood spiritual power to the middle-aged monk to prevent him from dying quickly, and then he raised his fist and slammed it into his arm.

The pain of shattering bones has not yet been able to calm down with that person, and the middle-aged monk cannot endure such pain, and his screaming body is endless, echoing through the heavens and the earth.

But Wu Fan ignored him, and he didn't ask his questions, as if it was just for a momentary interest, which made the middle-aged monk feel frightened