Chapter Ninety-Eight: The First Battle (I)

The latest chapter of "Swallowing the Heavens"...

"Yes, it's just a blood servant who came this time, it's not that we don't have the possibility of victory!" Qin Fan's eyes flashed with a different color, and his mind became lively.

"There is a disadvantage of the Blood Demon Infant Refining Decision, that is, the successful refining of the Blood Servant has not really reached the Yuan Infant Stage, but the pure power has arrived. And this will be the beginning of our success!" the old village chief's eyes grew brighter and brighter, so much so that at the last moment a wave of vigor filled the entire cottage.

"It's just that the power has arrived, which means that we can start from the Yuan Shen?" Qin Fan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but look at the old village chief.

"Yes, it's the Yuan Shen!" The old village chief's eyes flashed with confidence, and he said: "Although the blood servant is strong, but the Yuan Shen is its weak point, as long as I specialize in the Yuan Shen at that time, I can fight with my strength!"

"No!" Before the old village chief's words fell, Qin Fan had already stopped: "Your body is close to running out of oil, although you have recovered a little divine thought after the Life and Immortal Pill, it is not enough to fight, if you use it rashly, I am afraid that you will die on the spot!"

Hearing this, Xiaopang also looked at the old village chief with a worried face.

The old village chief raised his head and said with a proud expression: "The eldest husband has done something and has not done anything! Besides, do you think that there are no eggs under the nest?"

Listening to the old village chief's question, Qin Fan and Xiaopang were silent, with the means of blood servants, everyone here was probably the target of his refining blood soul silk, but for some reason, it was all women.

"With the wisdom of the blood servant, I'm afraid it will be found soon!" the old village chief leaned back slightly, leaning back on the back of his chair, his eyes full of emotion.

"Yes, although I scared him away before, with his cultivation, he should soon find out that something was wrong! Qin Fan said with a wave of his hand, and a red silk thread appeared in his hand, which was the blood soul silk.

At the same time, next to the big tree where Qin Fan had stayed before, in the originally calm and waveless air, a wind suddenly startled, and a red afterimage swept by, and landed steadily beside the big tree.

Although it was broad daylight, the red shadow was vague, as if it was half-hidden in space, and it seemed to be composed of countless afterimages, and suddenly the red shadow flashed, appearing in front of the big tree, squatting slightly, reaching out to twist a dead leaf, with the help of the residual sun, it can be seen that it is a drop of red and bright blood.

A bloodthirsty light crossed the eyes of the red shadow, and he swept forward, looking at the direction of the old village chief's house, and the afterimage of the road was crossed in the air, and after a few ups and downs, the red shadow had lost its trace.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on the blood soul silk in Qin Fan's hand, the blood soul silk about a foot long was constantly shaking, emitting a strange red light, which seemed to carry a touch of depraving temptation!

"It's coming!" the old village chief didn't even move his brows, his eyes were still fixed on the blood soul silk, and he said softly.

Qin Fan and Xiaopang also sat in place, without any movement, allowing the blood soul silk in their hands to fluctuate gently.

The weather was originally cold, but at this time, the air was filled with a suffocating smell, and the fluctuations of the blood soul silk in Qin Fan's hand became bigger and bigger, as if he wanted to get out of the control of his palm.

A trace of cold sweat couldn't stop slipping down Qin Fan's forehead.

"Ding!" beads of sweat slid down to the ground, colliding with a crisp sound, but it was extremely loud in the quiet stone house, affecting the hearts of everyone present. At the moment when the sound appeared, Qin Fan palmed his hand, and the blood soul silk in his hand had been included in the space ring, his body turned sharply, and his right hand smashed towards the empty air.

"Huh!" accompanied by a strange cry that I didn't know whether it was a human or an animal, a red shadow appeared in everyone's sight, and the red shadow rushed sharply, Qin Fan's figure was like a kite with a broken string, and instantly flew back upside down, hitting straight in the direction of Xiao Fat.

Xiao Fat was startled, ignoring the red shadow in the air, his figure flickered, and he hugged Qin Fan.

"Hmm!" Although he successfully caught Qin Fan, the powerful impact force was enough for Xiaopang to touch the wall before he stopped, and he couldn't help but snort, and Xiaopang's face turned pale instantly.

With a "wow" sound, a mouthful of fresh spray fell to the ground.

"Chubby, are you okay?" Qin Fan, who was panting, didn't care about his injuries, turned over, held Xiaopang in his hands, and looked at the pale face with blood at the corner of his mouth, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes.

"I'm fine!" Reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Xiaopang stood up straight with Qin Fan's support, looking at the red shadow that appeared in one corner, his eyes were full of coldness.

He has always been the only chubby bully, and no one has ever dared to hurt him so badly, the only time was Zhang Tao, who is now dead.

Seeing that Xiaopang was really fine, Qin Fan couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, standing side by side with Xiaopang, looking at the red shadow in the corner.

The light in the room is not dim, but the red shadow seems to be the king hidden in the darkness, under the illumination of the light, it is just a shadow, only a trace of blood is clearly visible.

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, everyone noticed the foot of the red shadow, only to see a drop of bright red blood, lying quietly on the ground, reflecting a bright and magnificent color under the illumination of the light.

The corners of Qin Fan's mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile, and the right hand hidden behind him couldn't help but tighten, holding a small magic needle in it.

And Xiao Pang and the old village chief looked at Qin Fan with a shocked face, although they had just seen Qin Fan rushing into the air, they didn't expect to cause harm to the blood servant.

This small needle is nothing else, it is the small needle that Qin Fan absorbed all the spirituality in the treasure house of the White Tiger Clan, although the spirituality is completely absent, but the sharpness of the small needle still exists, which can stab the blood servant in one fell swoop.

"You've hurt me!" a shrill voice sounded like a scrub, and the carrier's deep cold breath swept through everyone present. It was the blood servant in the corner, his body was fluctuating unsteadily, and a pair of looming blood-red eyes were staring at Qin Fan.

"What about hurting you?" Xiao Fat took a step forward, the fat on his body trembled, and he looked at the blood servant's eyes with a look of contempt, and said disdainfully: "Guy who doesn't dare to show his true face, what is there to be arrogant, grandpa can beat you flat alone!" After speaking, he hooked his finger provocatively.

Qin Fan couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up, this guy's mouth is damaged enough, it turned out that just now Qin Fan thought of a plan in his heart after discovering that the little needle could pierce the blood servant's defense, and then he sent a message to Xiao Pang and asked him to find a way to provoke the blood servant, so that he could find an opportunity to start.

Sure enough, after hearing Fatty's words, the blood servant was successfully diverted and looked at Fatty, and a breath like the Nine Hells descended on Fatty...... body.