The smoke cleared, the rubble fell to the ground, and a huge crater appeared on the top of the mountain.

Tang Fan and the purple-robed Taoist were both lying at the bottom of the pit, seriously injured.

Tang Fan's situation was slightly better than that of the purple-robed Daoist, although his cultivation was low, and the Bi Hanyi was also cut into pieces by the purple flame, he still protected the vital point.

Although the purple-robed Daoist was cultivated in the late stage of the Jiedan, the power of the Dragon Emperor was too strong, and he had little vitality left.

If it weren't for Tang Fan's own lack of cultivation and his ability to fully exert the power of the dragon claw, the purple-robed Daoist would definitely die.

Tang Fan was the first to open his eyes, turned his head to look at the dying purple-robed Taoist, he wanted to take out a weapon to kill him, but his cultivation was exhausted, and he couldn't even open the Qiankun bag.

"Old fellow, I'm going to bite you to death!"

Tang Fan moved his body slowly, and at this moment, the purple-robed Daoist opened his eyes.

His bone meridians were broken in many places, and his internal organs were violently impacted, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out from one mouth, which was also mixed with fragments of internal organs.

"Tang Fan!"

The purple-robed Daoist had a hideous face, he never thought that a foundation building monk would be able to hurt him to this extent.

He struggled to get up, but his body was weak and he could only move slowly like Tang Fan.

Tang Fan saw that he had woken up, and he didn't want to waste any strength to speak.

He had an idea, and instead lay there motionless.

"Tang Fan, today, you will definitely die at my hands!"

Seeing that Tang Fan was not moving, the purple-robed Daoist tried his best to speed up.

Tang Fan didn't have no strength, but was secretly running the Tailing Yi Qi Sutra to regulate his body.

He wanted to give him a fatal blow when the purple-robed Daoist crawled over.

The purple-robed Taoist gritted his teeth and persevered, and finally crawled to Tang Fan's side.

"Ahh

He shouted, raised his hand and grabbed Tang Fan's neck.

"Old thing, you can't kill me!"

Tang Fan's purple pupils flickered, and at this moment, he opened the Qiankun bag and took out the black parasol casually.

He stabbed the black parasol towards the purple-robed Taoist's body, and the purple-robed Taoist's whole body trembled, and most of the little vitality left was sucked away.

The purple-robed Taoist let out a miserable scream and fell to the side.

Tang Fan took out the Soul Eater Ding again and threw it the top of his head.

The Soul Eater Ding emitted bursts of ghostly light, enveloping the purple-robed Daoist in an instant.

"No...... Don't, I'm not reconciled to ......"

The purple-robed Taoist wailed, and the taste of being sucked away was too uncomfortable.

"Old thing, it's too late to regret it, who let you provoke me!"

Tang Fan gritted his teeth and controlled the Soul Devouring Ding, but the Soul Devouring Ding was crumbling, and his cultivation could no longer support it.

Finally, the purple-robed Taoist screamed and died of anger.

"Hoo ......"

Tang Fan was completely paralyzed on the ground, the Soul Devouring Ding fell to the side, and he didn't have the strength to retract it.

Tang Fan tried his best, his eyes were closed, and he didn't know what was going on.

From a distance, it looked as if there were two corpses lying in the pit.

……

"What, you said Tang Fan is dead? That's impossible! ”

After Ye Mingdao heard the report of his subordinates, he stood up in shock.

The subordinate said: "Director, it's true, Tang Fan met a master, and the two of them died together." It is said that the scene was very tragic, and there was not a good place on their bodies......"

"I still don't believe it unless I see it with my own eyes!"

Ye Mingdao frowned, and asked again, "Is his funeral in Shuangjing Mountain?" ”

"Yes, it's in Shuangjing Mountain."

"We'll go now!"

Ye Mingdao raised his foot and was just about to leave, when his mobile phone rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was Ye Qing, the head of the Ye family in Jiangbei, who called.

"Elder Mingdao, have you received the news? The task assigned to us by the headquarters has been completed, and I hope you will keep your original promise! ”

Ye Mingdao was stunned for a moment after listening to Ye Qing's words, and asked, "Tang Fan was killed by the people you sent?" ”

"Yes, I spent 10 billion dollars on this!"

"Ye Qing, if Tang Fan is indeed dead, I will give you two tens of billions of dollars!"

Ye Mingdao smiled slightly, and then said, "However, I want to confirm that Tang Fan is really dead first!" ”

"Haha, he can't die anymore, Ye Mei has already gone to see it!"

"Really?"

"If you don't believe it, go see for yourself!"

Ye Qing hung up the phone impatiently.

"Could it be...... It's true? ”

Ye Mingdao had a smile on his face, and immediately rushed to Shuangjing Mountain with his subordinates.

Ye Qing glanced at Ye Mei in front of him and asked, "Is he really dead?" ”

Ye Mei said expressionlessly: "I don't believe it either, but he is indeed dead." ”

"Ziyu Dao people are also dead?"

"Well, it looks like they're all going to die together......"

"Hey, it's a pity!"

Ye Qing shook his head, and then said with a wry smile: "However, this is not necessarily a bad thing for our Ye family. It seems that I still overestimated Tang Fan! ”

Ye Mei moved her mouth, wanting to speak and stopping.

"Xiaomei, what do you want to say?"

"Grandpa, I did see him dead, but ...... What if he is resurrected? ”

"Resurrection? What are you kidding, how is this possible! ”

"I don't know, I always feel that anything can happen to him......"

Ye Mei shook her head, turned around and walked out.

"Hey, this is the true feeling!"

Ye Qing let out a long sigh, if it weren't for Tang Fan threatening the Ye family, he really didn't want to be his enemy.

Shuangjing Mountain, Ye Mingdao and his subordinates were stopped outside the gate.

Lu Dawei and Chen Xingyu stood in front of them, looking at Ye Mingdao like an enemy.

They are still more sensible, otherwise they would have pounced on it a long time ago.

"Two, I have no malicious intent, I just want to come and see off Brother Tang, you let me in."

"Director Ye, you're not welcome here!"

"Ye Mingdao, don't force me to do it!"

Chen Xingyu's eyes breathed fire, and he looked very sad.

He held the Seven Evil Ancient Sword given to him by Tang Fan in front of him, and he had a desperate posture.

"You can't stop me!"

Ye Mingdao waved his arms and was about to make a move.

"Director Ye, if you don't go to investigate the case, what are you doing here!"

The Eastern War Tiger flew over from the mountain and looked at Ye Mingdao with an unkind gaze.

"Director Dongfang, I heard that Tang Fan had an accident and wanted to come to see him for the last time."

"Hmph, you still have this kindness?"

Dongfang Zhanhu gritted his teeth and said viciously.

Ye Mingdao said: "Director Dongfang, I don't want to do anything with you, so as not to hurt the harmony......"

"Don't you just want to see if Tang Fan is really dead? Okay, let him see! ”

Dongfang Zhanhu looked at Lu Dawei and said, turned around and ran to the top of the mountain.

"Humph!"

David Lu had no choice but to get out of the way.

Ye Mingdao couldn't wait, so he flew up and rushed forward.

There were many people outside the mourning hall, and Mo Yan and several other women cried so much that their eyes were swollen.

Seeing Ye Mingdao, everyone was a little uncontrollable, and the murderous aura was pervasive for a moment.

Ye Mingdao's heart rose to his throat, and he slowly came to the spiritual bed.

He saw Tang Fan, whose eyes were closed tightly and covered in wounds.

At this moment, his face was yellow, and he didn't have any life.

Tang Fan is dead, son, your revenge is taken!

Ye Mingdao shouted in his heart, and suddenly felt empty.

"Ye Mingdao, you still dare to come over to see the joke, I want to avenge my son!"

There was a shout from behind him, and He Lan pinched the trick and pounced on Ye Mingdao.

"Ye Mingdao, today is your death!"

Long Xiang and Xu Teng also jumped out one after another.

"Plus my blood first, I want to avenge Lord Tang!"

Tang Fan's subordinates and friends swarmed up and surrounded Ye Mingdao and his subordinates.

"You dare!"

Ye Mingdao looked up and saw that they had used all kinds of attack methods, and hurriedly counterattacked.

But although he cultivated in the later stage of Jiedan, there were too many people around, and under this offensive, he was quickly injured.

"Dongfang Zhanhu, will you just let them kill me?"

Ye Mingdao saw that he couldn't resist it, and hurriedly called for help.

He didn't believe that the Eastern War Tiger would dare to let himself die here......