Chapter 276: Who Threatens Whom?
Please forgive me. The younger generation also has no intention of coming to the other six" Yang Fan smiled bitterly, and hugged his fist at the old man with white beard, and his face still maintained basic composure.
Although the white-bearded old man in front of him is a high-level monk, he has been seriously injured and his vitality is greatly damaged, and his strength may not be able to exert half of it.
Swish!
The hostile gazes of all the monks of the Immortal Lai Sect swept over in unison.
"I, Xianlai Sect, this vault, only a few elders in the sect know its secrets, how did you sneak in?"
The cold glint in the eyes of the white-bearded golden pill flashed, and the powerful coercion locked on Yang Fan.
Yang Fan couldn't help but be suffocated, he himself felt depressed about this, but it was not easy to explain.
Could it be that he told these people that he had teleported out of the Nine Secret Realms?
"Hmph, this person's origin is unknown, most likely sent to me by the seven major sects of the Jin Kingdom, Luoshan County. of the mole. ”
The middle-aged black-clothed monk beside the white-bearded golden pill said coldly.
This person is the personal disciple of the white-bearded old man, who is about forty or fifty years old, and his cultivation is equivalent to Yang Fan. It is also the appearance of the late foundation building period.
"Master, let's take him down!"
The black-clothed middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and a silver rope was sacrificed in his hand, and with a "whew", it turned into a silver light and shadow, wrapping around Yang Fan.
At the same time, there were also two monks in the middle of the foundation building period beside him, who suddenly pressed towards Yang Fan.
And the white-bearded old man Jindan sat cross-legged, his eyes were usually Yang Fan, and he didn't look at him, obviously acquiescing. But he didn't make a move.
"You brought it on yourselves"
Yang Fan sighed and stood in place without moving a single bit.
To be honest, for Yang Fan at this moment, there is no opponent during the foundation building period.
Unless it is the existence of the level of the three rookies, it can cause some trouble and threat to him.
After experiencing the Nine Secret Realms, Yang Fan's strength has improved more than a little bit.
Seeing Yang Fan's calm and calm appearance, the eyes of the white-bearded golden pill old man flashed.
If you were to be an ordinary foundation building monk, you would still be able to maintain such composure in this situation?
Bang!
Yang Fan slapped it lightly, and an emerald air flow surged out, turning into a vivid green snake. One circled, and immediately became entangled with the silver rope of the middle-aged man in black.
Syllable!
A huge force surged from the green snake transformed into an aura, and it suddenly swept away the silver rope in the hands of the black-clothed middle-aged man.
Teng Teng
The middle-aged man in black, who was also in the late stage of foundation building, retreated sharply, his mouth was numb, and the silver rope in his hand almost came out.
"How is this possible?!"
The middle-aged man in black at the end of the foundation building period looked questioning and shocked, he couldn't believe that he used a medium-grade spiritual weapon, but he was actually repelled by the other party.
"Reiki Shadow"
The white-bearded golden pill old man blurted out, and for the first time his face showed a look of shock.
Spiritual Qi transformation, that is a means of using spiritual energy that only high-level monks can master, even if he is an old Jindan high-level, he has not comprehended it.
And at this moment, a young man who has not changed his name has such superb means, which has to make people think deeply.
"Stop!"
The old man of the white bearded golden pill snorted lightly to stop these people from continuing to move.
However, the attacks of the other two foundation building period cultivators had already been issued, a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and a third-level spell bombarded Yang Fan almost at the same time.
airplanes
Yang Fan's green mist flickered, forming a "green grass armor" woven from green silk threads
Bang!
The attack of the two foundation building period monks fell on this "green grass armor", causing bursts of green ripples, and then disappeared completely.
From beginning to end, Yang Fan did not move an inch, but calmly dealt with the attacks of the three foundation building period monks.
In his eyes, in this huge hole, except for the old man with white beard and gold pills who couldn't sit still. None of the rest of the monks could pose a real threat to him.
All the monks of the Xianlai Sect on the field showed a look of horror, and they were shocked by the strength of the mysterious man in front of them.
"Your Excellency is really not simple, with the cultivation of the foundation building period, but you have comprehended" the ability of "spiritual energy transformation. ”
The white-bearded Jindan old man said in admiration, and waved his hand lightly, letting the middle-aged man in black and the others step aside.
"Seniors praise falsely. Yang Fan smiled slightly. If you don't show some strength, how can you get the right to speak?
"Old man Ling Husong, the ancestor of the Xianlai Sect, dare to ask Your Excellency's honorable name, from which sect and sect?"
The white-bearded old man said with burning eyes.
"In Xia Yang Fan, from the country of Zayang, he is a pharmacist. ”
Yang Fan is neither humble nor arrogant.
"Falling Yang Country?" The white-bearded old man frowned: "You are a scumbag Yang Country pharmacist, how could you come to the "Luoshan Country" and even appear in the underground shelter of my "Xianlai Sect?"
"This is "Yang is really unspeakable, but I can guarantee that it is the first time to come to Luoshan Country."
Yang Fan explained, about the Nine Secret Realm, he really can't say.
"Your identity is really suspicious, and it is strange to appear here, the old man can't believe you. ”
The momentum on Hu Song's body condensed in vain, and there was a sense of depression in the air, and Yang Fan felt that a boulder was pressing on top of his head. "What do Linghu seniors want?" Yang Fan's face changed slightly.
"Now I" Xianlai Sect. is being wiped out by the "Blood Refining Sect, a team of monks under the name of the camp, and we are finally hiding here." Your existence. is an instability
Ling Husong said with a sharp face: "So, I'll give you two choices." ”
"What choice?" Yang Fan said calmly, he could understand the other party's thoughts, if he was himself, I am afraid it would not be an exception.
"The first option. Surrender willingly. After this crisis, we will let you go. ”
"The second option, if you swear to resist, there is only one way to die. ”
Ling Hu Song said lightly: "I believe you are a smart person. ”
"Grandpa, there's something wrong with that. ”
Xi'er, the pretty-faced girl next to her, said a little unbearably.
"Xi'er, you are not deeply involved in the world, how can you understand the sinister nature of people's hearts?" said the middle-aged man in black next to him.
Yang Fan pondered for a moment. Staring at Ling Husong, he said slowly: "Senior Linghu really thinks that you have decided on Yang?" Hearing this, all the monks on the field were stunned, even Ling Husong was no exception.
Could it be that the man in front of him was arrogant, thinking that in front of a dozen contemplation period monks, four or five foundation building stage monks, and one Jindan high-level. There is still room for resistance.
"Hahaha" Ling Hu Song laughed dumbly, and said with a slight mockery: "Your strength is good, enough to build a foundation rampantly." But in front of the old man, there is no possibility of winning. ”
"Yang had never thought of winning in front of his predecessors, although before that, he had killed a monk who had just entered the Jindan high rank. Yang Fan's tone paused slightly, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes: "But Yang is absolutely sure that in front of his seniors, he will slaughter the rest of the monks in this refuge." ”
In the end, the murderous aura on Yang Fan's body filled the entire underground pit in an instant, and all the monks felt a chill in their hearts, and their bodies stiffened for a moment.
As soon as the words fell, there was a dead silence in the shelter, and even everyone's breathing and heartbeat could be heard.
The man in front of him, what a big breath!
However, although the monks felt that he was terrible, they didn't believe that Yang Fan really had such a skill, and slaughtered all the monks in front of the Jindan high-level.
They didn't believe that Yang Fan had killed the existence of the Jindan high-class class.
"Are you threatening the old man?" Ling Hu Song smiled instead of anger, and stared at Yang Fan with a playful expression: "Even if you have really killed a high-level, what if the old man has advanced to the Jindan for more than two hundred years, how can a little hairy head who has just entered the Jindan high-level be comparable?"
"Huh. Didn't the seniors threaten the juniors to make a choice just now?" Yang Fan said with a smile: "As a pharmacist, it can be seen that the seniors are seriously injured and their vitality is greatly damaged, and I am afraid that they will not even be able to exert five points of strength."
Although he spoke freely on the surface, he was also apprehensive in his heart, the other party was a veteran Jindan high-level after all, even if he could only exert fifty percent of his strength, it was not comparable to Zhuo Jing's high-level who had not yet had time to consolidate Jindan.
However, Yang Fan thinks that he has hole cards such as Xiangyun boots and high-level puppets, even if he does not have the slightest certainty of winning, he still has a greater certainty of wanting to save his life.
Then you can try, Ling Hu Song showed a sarcastic expression: "In front of the old man, if you can hurt the rest of the people in the slightest, I will make Hu Song compromise with him." ”
"Okay!" Yang Fan nodded, and said confidently: "Is this true?"
"Hahaha" I made Hu Song respected as an ancestor of the faction, how could I deceive you as a junior. ”
The smile in the fox pine eyes was even stronger.
In front of the real Jindan high-level, ordinary Zhuji didn't even have a chance to fight back, let alone hurt others.
What's more, this is still under the condition that Ling Husong is prepared.
"Then the juniors are about to start," Yang Fan began to beat the monks on the ink field in a good time.
Anyone who was swept by his gaze had the illusion of being completely seen through, and a chill ran down his spine.
Soon, Yang Fan's gaze was fixed in front of the delicate and delicate girl beside Ling Husong. This woman seems to be called Xi'er.
When Yang Fan looked at Xi'er, the other party also looked at him curiously.
"Old Ancestor, I'll do it to her. ”
Yang Fan stretched out his hand and pointed at her, and said with a warm face.
Ling Husong was slightly stunned, and the rest of the monks were also stunned, they didn't expect that Yang Fan would report the target he was going to attack.
You know, Xi'er is standing next to Ling Husong. It's right under the eyelids of Jin Dan's high-level.
In this case, could Yang Fan still hurt her?
"Ahh
When Xi'er heard this, she couldn't help but exclaim, and her snow-white face turned white, as if she was a little scared.
"Rest assured. Ling Husong was holding the victory, looking at Yang Fan with a smile, and even a little curious, to see what tricks he could play.
"Then I'll do it"
A few zhang away, Yang Fan slowly raised his left hand.
At this moment, the rest of the people held their breath.
However, his outstretched hand did not have any mana fluctuations. Not even mental fluctuations.
It seems to be a simple hand.
"Ahh
But in the next moment, Xi'er screamed, her pretty face was suffocated and ruddy, and her body kept struggling.
Invisibly, there seemed to be a pair of hands clasping her elegant and slender neck.
"What?" made Hu Song's face change drastically.
How is this possible?
"Ahh
"Stop!" Jindan's high-level Ling Husong was finally moved.
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