A duel ended with Yang Fan winning.

Yang Fan looked at the demon pestle in his hand, and then looked in the direction of King Ming's escape, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although he didn't pursue, he left a true qi on King Ming!

Unless someone stronger than himself personally takes action to erase it, he can only wait until that true qi dissipates on its own!

Now Yang Fan has reached the late stage of the Martial God, and he vaguely feels that he has broken through the threshold of qi refining!

This true qi can at least guarantee that it will not dissipate for a month.

This time was enough for Yang Fan to make some preparations.

As for those who are stronger than Yang Fan, erase the true qi for King Ming?

No way!

Not to mention that the monks who practice the Qi Realm are extremely rare, even if the Pixiu Society has such a strong person in charge, it will be difficult for King Ming to find the clues for a while and ask for help.

"Overall, the harvest this time is not bad!"

Yang Fan swept the pair of demon-slaying pestles in his hand and smiled with satisfaction.

This pair of demon pestles is made of the extreme yang divine iron in front of the Buddha to chant the 100-day Buddhist scriptures, and then created, which is very precious.

Although Yang Fan can't use it, if it is re-forged into other spirit soldiers, it is still very good!

"Brother-in-law!"

At this time, Long Youlin and Zhuge Ming ran over and asked:

"Brother-in-law, why did you let that guy run away just now?"

Long Youlin was very puzzled.

King Ming is the leader of the Pixiu Club, why did Yang Fan miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

"Put a long line and catch a big fish."

Yang Fan smiled and said, "What I want is not to kill just one Ming King, but to pull out the entire Pixiu Society!" ”

Just a Ming King is not his goal.

Pixiu will not be eliminated for a day, and Yang Fan will not relax for a day.

"Hey, I don't understand your mind brother-in-law, but then again, this thing is the spirit soldier of that guy just now, right?"

Long Youlin pursed his lips, then stared at the demon slaying pestle in Yang Fan's hand, and said curiously.

"Yes, this is a Buddhist spiritual soldier, and his full name is the Pure World Demon Pestle."

Murong Cang also walked over and said:

"I once had the privilege of meeting a Buddhist cultivator who used this kind of spiritual weapon."

Although he was very unhappy with Yang Fan's attitude before, and when he learned that the other party's cultivation was far beyond his own, he naturally let go of the arrogance in his heart.

He arched his hand at Yang Fan and said: "Before, I was old and dizzy, and in order to cover up a sin, I had an unpleasant quarrel with Your Excellency, and I hope Your Excellency will not take it to heart!" ”

"It's all trifles."

"I came to the Martial Arts Association without permission today, and I was indeed a little reckless, I just hope you will keep your eyes open in the future, but don't look at the wrong person again!"

Yang Fan also smiled and said.

"It's nature!"

Hearing this, Murong Cang nodded with a wry smile, and then said:

"Now that this matter has been resolved, why don't you come in and have a cup of tea?"

He still has some small calculations in his heart.

Although he lost Ye Fan, a martial arts genius, if he could win over Yang Fan, it would still be a blessing for the Martial Arts Association!

"Then bother."

Yang Fan didn't refuse, it just so happened that he still had something he wanted to ask Murong Cang.

Just as they were about to enter the door.

Not far away, more than a dozen luxury cars drove up and parked on the side of the road in front of the martial arts association!

"Mr. Yang!"

Wu Yao jumped out of the car first, and then ran towards Yang Fan with a group of dark martial artists.

But before she could take two steps, she saw Ye Fan's corpse, and she was immediately stiffened in place!

"This ......"

It's not that Wu Yao is timid and afraid of the corpse, it's mainly that he is shocked by Yang Fan's hands-on speed!

You know, it's been less than an hour since they've been apart!

As soon as he arrived, Ye Fan died?

Moreover, he died at the gate of the Martial Arts Association!

Wu Yao's heart was full of questions, she looked at Yang Fan and Murong Cang's happy conversation, where did they look like enemies of life and death?

"Miss Wu."

Yang Fan saw Wu Yao, but he was a little surprised and said, "Why are you here?" ”

"Ahh

Hearing this, Wu Yao came back to his senses and hurriedly explained:

"That's right, after I came home just now, I told my dad about the matter, and he was worried that you would suffer, so I ......"

She didn't finish her sentence.

It's not that I'm embarrassed, but I found that Murong Cang's old face is getting darker and darker!

This is the ancestor of the Martial Arts Association, it is said that he was a half-step martial god more than ten years ago, and he can't afford to provoke it!

"Hehe, Miss Wu is too worried, Cang Lao is not the kind of person who bullies juniors, the truth about Ye Fan has been revealed."

When Yang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "But thank you for Miss Wu's kindness." ”

Although Wu Yao didn't help this time, Yang Fan remembered the kindness of the Wu family.

For Wu Hongyun, who has never met, he also has a lot of good feelings.

"That's good, that's good."

Wu Yao nodded hurriedly, and then said, "Since there's nothing to do, then I'll leave first!" ”

She looked at Murong Cang's bearded and glaring expression, where did she dare to stay here any longer?

"There's no hurry."

"Since you're here, it's better to go and have a cup of tea with Canglao."

Yang Fan took the initiative to invite.

It seems that he intends to draw in the relationship between the samurai family and the martial arts association, but in fact, he has other plans!

"Okay."

Hearing this, Wu Yao did not refuse, and then followed Yang Fan and walked into the Martial Arts Association together.

After the previous incident, no one in the entire Martial Arts Association dared to yell at Yang Fan and the others anymore, and even had the courage to look directly!

After all, their ancestors are all there to be submissive!

"A group of turtle suns, weren't you crazy before? Come on, keep going crazy! ”

Long Youlin raised his eyebrows for a while, and continued to provoke the few elders behind Hu Hui.

When I came to the Martial Arts Association before, it was those old things who sneered at me, and now it's a good opportunity to take revenge!

The elders gritted their teeth angrily, but they were helpless.

There's no way, who let the family have a brother-in-law who is coaxed by cows!

The mansion where Murong Cang lived was just behind the grounds of the Martial Arts Association.

The place is not large, but it is very clean, and there are some medicinal herbs planted around.

"Cang Lao is really leisurely and elegant, so many precious medicinal materials, could it be that you are an alchemist?"

Yang Fan glanced at those medicinal herbs and couldn't help but be surprised.

These medicinal materials are not ordinary Chinese medicines, but very precious and rare alchemy medicinal materials!

Some of them, such as the Burning Sun Grass, Red Heart Flower, and so on, are all essential cores for refining second-order pills, and if you want to buy them on the market, you can't get them without a few million.

"Hehe, Yang Fan Xiaoyou laughed, the old man planted these medicinal herbs just to cure the disease, but he is not an alchemist."

Murong Cang couldn't help but smile bitterly and said helplessly.

"Heal?"

Hearing this, Yang Fan frowned.

"Not bad."

"The old man is indeed sick, and it is still an incurable disease."

Murong Cang laughed at himself, and then pulled up his sleeves.

I saw that under the skin of his two arms, there were countless poisonous lines climbing densely!