"Don't be stunned, let's keep walking down, those three demon Jiao shouldn't be looking for trouble again anytime soon."

Yang Fan nodded, then looked at Shen Cangqiong and the others, who were still sluggish, and spoke.

"This ...... Okay, okay."

Hearing this, Shen Cangqiong and Cheng Yuxi glanced at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Even Jiang Xi'er and Su Mei, who were familiar with Yang Fan, couldn't help but shake their heads.

This guy is really scary every time.

The treasure hunters who faced the half-step golden pill before were only embarrassed to escape.

And it's only been less than a month, and when we meet again, we have already begun to chase Jin Dan Xiaocheng and fight!

This contrast is too strong.

"Let's go, don't let Brother Yang wait for a long time."

Shen Cangqiong also calmed down the shock in his heart at this time and spoke.

Everyone stopped grinding and kept up with Yang Fan's speed, sweeping towards the deepest part of the valley.

Wherever he passes, the evil spirit is avoided.

Of course, this is also thanks to Yang Fan's Immortal Dao Sword Domain.

Within the sword domain, there was a breath of heaven and earth refining qi refinement, and the evil qi did not dare to approach at all.

Everyone lost the pressure at the beginning, and the speed of diving was much faster.

Meanwhile.

Xue Ming and the others appeared in a dense forest hundreds of miles away from the Demon Beast Mountain.

"Master, disciple Xue Ming has something important to report!"

Xue Ming came to the door of a bamboo house, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully.

Squeak!

The next moment, the door of the bamboo house opened.

"Enter."

A hoarse voice followed.

Xue Ming did not hesitate, and hurriedly got up and walked towards the bamboo house.

I saw a white-haired old man with a thin body and a rickety back, sitting quietly on the ground, still reading something in his mouth from time to time.

is such an ordinary old man, as if he can be blown away by a gust of wind at any time.

Who would have thought that he would be the altar master of the third altar of the Blood Sect?

The real Yuan Infant Xiaocheng cultivates, and he is super strong!

"Xue Ming, let's talk about something directly, my patience as a teacher is limited, and I don't want to hear you talk nonsense."

The thin old man still closed his eyes and said hoarsely.

"Master, the disciple is incompetent, and he failed to kill Shen Cangqiong and the others!"

Xue Ming gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground, endured the fear in his heart, and spoke.

Click!

The thin old man suddenly stopped coiling the bone strings in his hands, slowly turned his head, and stared at Xue Ming with a pair of deeply sunken eyes.

"What did you say?"

The old man's voice was not only hoarse, but also a little more cold!

The cloudy eyes are full of impersonal looks!

It seems that in his eyes, Xue Ming is not a disciple at all, but an ant that can be hunted at any time!

"Master forgives sins!"

"The disciples could have tortured Shen Cangqiong and used their origin to fill the last nutrients needed by the evil veins."

"But at the critical moment, Yang Fan came to disrupt the situation. His cultivation didn't even allow his disciples to see through it, so he really had to retreat!"

Xue Ming's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly lowered his head deeply, and said in horror.

"Humph!"

"That's why you didn't get the job done?"

"Xue Ming, don't you know how much effort I have spent to cultivate you?"

The thin old man slowly stood up and looked at Xue Ming coldly: "As a result, now, you can't even do this little thing. Say, 'What use do I have to spare your life?'

"Master...... Master spare your life!"

"Please give the disciple one last chance, the disciple will definitely kill all Yang Fan and the others, and use their blood to nourish the evil veins!"

Xue Ming's face turned pale with fright, at this moment he was no longer the high-ranking Blood Sect Holy Son, but Sui

The lamb will be slaughtered!

"No need."

"As my disciple, there shouldn't be any failure."

"Since you fail once, you will fail a second time, and I don't have the patience to wait for you to give me a perfect answer."

But the thin old man didn't have any compassion at all, and grabbed Xue Ming's throat: "I can cultivate this body for you, and naturally I can take it away!"

"Master, don't ......."

Xue Ming's eyes widened, struggling frantically, his eyes were full of fear, and he desperately wanted to ask for mercy.

But in the next second, his throat was directly pinched.

The terrifying bloody power was even crushed with his meridians and golden pills!

Only the purest blood source was left, which was devoured and absorbed by the thin old man without hesitation.

"It's a waste of my effort."

After the emaciated old man did all this, he casually decomposed Xue Ming's body in the space and slowly walked out of the bamboo house.

"Three...... Three Altar Lords!"

Outside the door, the remaining two Blood Sect Holy Sons and the four personal disciples all changed their faces, and they hurriedly knelt down on one knee, not daring to look directly into the old man's eyes.

Trembling all over!

Although they didn't see what was going on in the bamboo house just now, they could guess the result with their butts!

Xue Ming...... Most of them have already been killed!

"You guys, too, are rubbish."

"But you should be glad that you are not my disciple, otherwise, Xue Ming will be your fate."

The thin old man glanced coldly at a few people:

"But don't be too happy, although I won't kill you, but when you return to the sect, someone will punish you."

Hearing this, several Blood Sect disciples still lowered their heads deeply.

Either way, it's good to survive!

If you die, then everything is in vain!

"Take me to Warcraft Mountain, and I'll meet this Yang Fan in person for a while."

The thin old man didn't care what they thought, narrowed his eyes, and said in a cold voice:

"This Yang Fan has ruined my Blood Sect's good deeds several times, I want to see how many heads he has grown and how many arms he has!"

"Yes...... Yes!"

Hearing this, the two Blood Sect disciples hurriedly received their orders.

But just as they were about to leave.

Swish! Chinese Net

A shocking sword light broke through the air and fell straight towards the thin old man!

"What!"

The thin old man's face changed greatly, and for the first time he had an expression, and then he didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly raised his hand to resist!

A blood shield protects the body, a tight defense!

Rumble!

Click!

But the next moment, when the sword light fell, the blood shield of the thin old man was shattered in an instant!

Flying upside down in an instant, extremely embarrassed!

When several Blood Sect disciples saw this scene, their faces turned pale with fright.

Even the three altar masters were crushed by this sword, what kind of cultivation was the person who made the shot?

"Poof!"

The thin old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, barely stabilized his figure, and looked at the sky above his head with gloomy eyes!

"Yan Wushuang! It's you!"

His scarlet eyes were full of anger!

"Hehe, Kurong old ghost, I didn't expect your dog nose to be sensitive, and you actually smelled me all of a sudden."

The space fluctuated, Yan Wushuang walked out of it, and said with a smile:

"Amazing, the rhubarb that my master raised back then is not as good as you!"