"Get out!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and there was not the slightest breath fluctuation on his body, just a punch was blasted, and the pure body liliang and the young man's angry fist struck together.

The young man with the bamboo pole trembled, and instantly felt a piercing pain in his fist spread throughout his body, and a sound of broken bones came out, and his entire arm was so wasted.

Bang!

The young man with the bamboo pole was bombarded more than ten meters like a sandbag, fell to the ground and held his broken arm and howled miserably, staring at Yang Fan viciously with his eyes, very unwilling.

"Do you dare to stare at me, look for death!" Yang Fan flashed, appeared in front of the young man, stomped his foot, stepped on his chest, and made a fierce move.

Click......

Suddenly, several ribs were broken, making a crisp sound, and the cold sweat of the young man on the bamboo pole instantly broke out, and he screamed like killing a pig.

"Ah...... You stop...... Oh no, stop......" He was frightened and begged for mercy.

And none of the members of the demon slaying group he had just recruited rushed over, and when they didn't see it, they all looked away, not intending to save him at all.

Everyone understands that the bamboo pole youth is the strongest in the demon slaying group, and even he was defeated by Yang Fan with one move, isn't he looking for death if he goes up again?

"Get away, Lao Tzu doesn't want to zaijian you. "Kick it out and roll into the crowd of demon slayers.

At this time, the members of the Demon Slayer Regiment stepped forward and helped the young man with the bamboo pole, but no one dared to look at Yang Fan.

The young man with the bamboo pole swallowed a few recovery pills, glared at Yang Fan fiercely, and then slipped into the crowd with the members of the group, without even leaving a word of the scene.

"Bang! ......"

There was a high-fives behind Yang Fan, and when he looked back, he saw that he was a delicate-looking, agile young man, with eyes as deep as a puddle, a slightly thin figure, and a medium height, looking at him with a smile.

He noticed that the ten fingers of the young man's clapping hands were slender and fair, and they looked very weird, like a woman's hands, if it weren't for his flat chest, Yang Fan would have thought he was a woman.

"This brother is extraordinary, I don't know if I can invite you to join my team?" His voice was also a little nice, with a sweet smell, but it was also full of energy, otherwise Yang Fan would really be messy, and he would have to treat him as a woman, at least as a half-man and half-woman guy......

Hearing the young man's invitation, Yang Fan nodded without hesitation and said, "Of course you can." ”

He himself knew Weishenme, and when he saw this handsome and somewhat wicked young man, he felt a strong sense of identity from the bottom of his heart, and felt that this person was worthy of his trust.

This is a strange feeling, this feeling, he is also inexplicable, scratching his head.

"Hehe, brother is really refreshing, my name is Chu Huan, the team we formed temporarily is called the Guangyao Group, there are a total of two hundred and thirty-eight members, plus you are two hundred and thirty-nine people, welcome to join!" Chu Huan pointed to a large group of people not far behind him, and said with a smile.

"My name is Yang Fan, take care of me in the future!" Yang Fan nodded and followed Chu Huan towards the Glory Troupe.

The groups that had watched the excitement before saw that the matter had been resolved at this time, and they all dispersed.

The fight between Yang Fan and the bamboo pole did not attract the attention of others, the cultivation of the young man on the bamboo pole was only the ninth level of the Fan Martial Realm, and the members of the Demon Extermination Group were all cultivators in the Fan Wu Realm, and the cultivation shown by Yang Fan was the triple strength of the Spirit Martial Realm, which was able to suppress the Demon Exterminating Group, which was also a matter of course.

"Yang Fan, the person you just beaten, you have to be careful in the future, although this person's strength is very weak, but he has a strong sense of revenge, especially his identity, which is unusual, try not to push him again in the future. After Chu Huan introduced Yang Fan to the members of the Glorious Troupe, he suddenly said to him solemnly.

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and said indifferently: "Hehe, I will pay attention to it in the future, as long as he doesn't come to provoke me, I don't bother to deal with him." ”

What he said was the truth, a person like the bamboo pole youth, he was really not interested in dealing with it, and he couldn't see the other party's aggressiveness just now, so he made a move.

In normal times, he should have been barked twice by a mad dog.

The main purpose of doing it is to reduce a little trouble, otherwise anyone will come to a few words and bark at him one by one, which will be too annoying.

Chu Huan saw Yang Fan's indifferent appearance, he didn't seem to think so, and he didn't say much, just showed a hint of anxiety, but it was gone in a blink of an eye, and Yang Fan didn't see it.

The night covered the land, the stars hung high, and the full moon was like a jade plate.

Zhao Yaojin led everyone out of the city and headed towards the demon beast forest thousands of miles away.

A cultivator of the Martial Realm can travel a distance of two hundred miles in one hour.

At dawn, everyone reached the outside of a dense forest.

The Demon Beast Forest, growing with a towering number of giants, can not be seen at a glance, the forest is high and deep, the shortest one has reached more than twenty meters, and the thickness is more than five meters, and the trees here are extremely strong, even the demon beasts of the Lingwu Realm cannot destroy half a point.

The grass between the trees is also two meters deep, and as soon as people get in, there is no shadow directly, and they can't find it at all.

Everyone stayed at the edge of the forest thousands of meters away, looking at the demon beast forest in front of them, and they all showed a look of horror.

The people who came this time were basically ordinary cultivators in Black Wind City, and the highest cultivation had barely reached the realm of the first weight of the Guangwu Realm.

Facing the boundless demonic aura emanating from the demon beast forest, they didn't lie down on the spot, even if they had lost face.

The dark green demonic qi formed a thick thick fog that enveloped the entire forest, and the demonic qi rose into the sky, forming a huge dark green canopy covering the sky.

"Plop ......"

Some people with low cultivation could not bear the terrifying demonic coercion, and directly knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling.

They couldn't bear this demonic aura, even if they were thousands of kilometers apart, but the invisible deterrence made them automatically have the idea of giving up, and they couldn't give birth to the slightest confidence.

These people are all people who want to fish in troubled waters and are about five people in the Mortal Martial Realm, and when they saw the real Demon Beast Forest at this moment, they knew that this was probably not a place where luck could decide everything, if they were not careful, their lives would be lost, so what to bet on luck?

Zhao Yaojin glared at those people with disdain and waved his hand: "You all retreat ten miles away and answer us!"

Hearing his order, the group of people suddenly got up as if they had been pardoned, and rushed away into the distance in embarrassment, as if there was a peerless beast chasing them for their lives.

"If any of you still want to retreat, say it out loud, General Ben doesn't blame you!" Zhao Yaojin's majestic gaze swept over everyone and asked lightly.

Suddenly, more than 300 people walked out, their faces were ashamed and red, but they didn't even look at everyone, and chased after the people in front of them.

"Is there anything else?" Zhao Yaojin showed a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth, looking at the others who were still standing in place.

Yang Fan's eyes froze, feeling that Zhao Yaojin's smile just now, with a strange meaning, seemed to want more people to choose to retreat.