Chapter 353: The Peng Family Retreats (Ask for Subscription)
"Young master, we may be in big trouble, the Zhao family also has a strong foreign aid, and the strength may be stronger than mine. ”
Jiao Yangxia's face was solemn, and at the same time he was on guard against Yang Fan, afraid that Yang Fan would make a move on the young master, and if the young master died, he would not have a good result.
"Huh?"
Since he hadn't paid attention to the Zhao family's side, it wasn't until Jiao Yangxia's divine sense transmission that he discovered the abnormality.
Pushing away the woman in his arms, Jiao Cai staggered away, the bell of the general's armor on (shēn) rang, and his steps were very vain, obviously (shēn) body had already been hollowed out.
"Who are you?"
Jiao Cai glanced at Yang Fan, but didn't pay attention to it at all.
"Take your people and roll forward before I'm angry, or else you don't have to go. ”??.
"What a big breath, you still want to kill me, do you know my (shēn)?"
"Jiao's family. ”
Yang Fan's tone was flat, and his eyes exuded indifference, exuding the brilliance of the galaxy.
"Hmph! Jiao Yangxia, take him down!"
Jiao Yangxia's forehead was sweating, and he didn't dare to move.
"Didn't you hear me?"
Seeing that Jiao Yangxia didn't make a move, Jiao Cai was furious.
Thinking that he was the eldest son and could inherit the position of the head of the family in the future, an ordinary elder dared not to obey his orders.
Syllable!
A scarlet palm print appeared on Jiao Cai's cheek, and the Jiao family on its right bulged high and was obviously swollen, and the handsome Jiao family also became very ugly.
It was Yang Fan who made the shot, but it just used a little strength, and the speed was so fast that no one reacted.
"I ......"
Jiao Cai covered the swollen pick-up with a blank expression.
Then he reacted and looked at Yang Fan with a dead gaze.
"Ten of you, otherwise, those who stay will die!"
Yang Fan directly released all his momentum, and the terrifying coercion of the early Mahayana enveloped all around, whether it was the top combat power of the Zhao family or the Peng family, they all fell from the air because of the coercion of Yang Fan's sudden emergence of the early Mahayana stage.
So I saw such a scene, the sky seemed to rain in the shape of a human, and people kept falling from the sky and smashing on the ground, leaving large pits.
After those masters of the Peng family saw Yang Fan's terrifying strength, they panicked without looking back, and walked more in all directions.
"Seven... Six... Five..."
Yang Fan stretched out his fingers and counted down.
On the ruined Zhao family's mansion, only the heads of the Peng family, Peng Jiamu, Peng Xinghan, Jiao Yangxia and Jiao Cai, remained.
"Young master, let's leave quickly, otherwise he is very likely to attack us. ”
Jiao Cai didn't give an order, and Jiao Yangxia didn't dare to leave.
"Three... Two..."
A trace of killing intent was released from Yang Fan's body, and the Peng family didn't dare to gamble, so they had to leave, leaving only Jiao Cai and the two of them.
"Young Master, I can't stay here anymore. ”
Seeing that Yang Fan was about to make a move, Jiao Yangxia couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Jiao Cai and flew into the distance.
"One!"
When Jiao Yangxia just flew away from the range of the Zhao family, the last number just fell.
"Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue. ”
Zhao Jinpeng led all the people of the Zhao family to make a chief.
"It doesn't matter. How are your possessions prepared?"
Zhao Jinpeng (shēn) was stunned, and his body was a little stiff.
"Seniors, ninety percent has been collected, but the remaining one percent ......"
Zhao Jinpeng pointed to the ruined Zhao family's mansion.
There are still a lot of properties in the Zhao family's mansion, which have been affected by the battle of the strong, and many medicinal materials and pills have been destroyed.
Although it is only one percent, if it is exchanged for a spirit stone, the value will definitely not be less than millions of top-grade spirit stones.
"Alright then, nine out of nine. ”
Soon, Zhao Jinpeng, the ancestor of the Zhao family, handed over a large number of rings to Yang Fan in the very undesirable table (qíng).
Yang Fan leaned out his divine sense, and instantly checked all the things in the storage ring.
"You're very good. ”
Over, Yang Fan left directly, as for the life or death of the Zhao family, Yang Fan didn't care.
Among these rings, there are many magic weapons, common medicinal herbs, pills, and various cultivation resources such as exercises. If converted into the best spirit stones, it will be at least hundreds of millions.
In fact, those top-level medicinal materials, pills, exercises, and magic weapons can be exchanged for top-grade spirit stones account for eighty percent, and the rest are those low-level things.
"The system, in addition to all the medicinal materials, the elixirs and magic weapons below the sixth grade, and the exercises above the prefecture level, are all exchanged for points. ”
Yang Fan put all the storage rings into the system package, and said silently in his heart.
"Ding, after calculation, you can get 43,700 points by redeeming them all, do you want to redeem them?"
Yang Fan's heart trembled, this feeling is that you bought a lottery ticket casually, and suddenly knew that you had won five million, and that kind of shock and joy (qíng) was difficult to calm down for a long time.
"Redeem... Redeem!"
With so many points for the first time, Yang Fan couldn't help but tremble even when he spoke.
"Ding, the exchange is successful, and you will get forty-three thousand seven hundred. ”
Now Yang Fan has nearly 65,000 points on his genus (xìng) panel. If Yang Fan is willing, he can exchange for two tails and three tails now.
Swish!
Yang Fan returned to the competition venue, and as soon as he landed, he saw a crane guarding the ring on the 15th competition chasing a tiger with white fur (shēn). Yang Fan recognized it, this was Bai Yanhu, a fire-type demonic beast, famous for spitting white flames from his mouth.
It's just that this white flame tiger is now very embarrassed, and it is being chased by the crane everywhere, and it (shēn) is covered with sand. These sands were absorbing Bai Yanhu's true yuan power all the time, and no matter how Bai Yanhu shook the sand, those sands never fell. It's been a long time.
While dodging the attack of the crane, the white flame burned the sand with flames, but the white flames burned all the hair of the white flame tiger (shēn) and did not melt the sand.
As time passed, Bai Yanhu's true yuan power became weaker and weaker, and his speed became slower and slower, and he was finally trapped in it by the sand waterfall burial of Shouhe, and lost the power to resist.
"In this game, Shouhe won and advanced to the semifinals!"
A fourth-grade official said.
Shouhe withdrew his ninjutsu, and Bai Yanhu rolled out of the sand waterfall burial in embarrassment, looking at Shouhe with anger in his eyes.
Came to Yang Fan and showed a proud table (qíng).
"It's so proud to just get a win. ”
Yang Fan kicked out and kicked on Shouhe's (pì) stock, and immediately screamed.
"Don't be complacent, there are at least three demonic beasts here that are stronger than you, you have to be careful. ”
"Who?"
Shoutsuru looked around.
"The white fox, the black and white crane next to it, and the patterned python nearby. ”
Hai Bodong looked at it, and sure enough, he saw the three demonic beasts together, and then looked at the owners of the three demonic beasts, and his face changed slightly.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Fan noticed Hai Bodong's abnormal face and asked.
"It's not easy for me to know those three people (shēn). ”
Hai Bodong stroked his beard, and his tone was solemn.