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¡°What a fool, it¡¯s not your mother who wants to fuck you, you¡¯re so excited!¡±
A merchant next to Yin Chang used to slap him so hard in the face because the merchant who fell to the ground with a look of fear was the easiest to bully among them, Lao Zouyan, and also because he was so nice. Bully, he was among the candidates who just carried Fan Fanzhuo to the mountain and threw him into the valley. The warrior cultivators in the Houtian realm and Yin Chang's biological son were just watching from the sidelines.
"The devil, the devil, yes, it's Devil Fan!!! It's Devil Fan who's back, back, turned into a ghost, ghost, the ghost is asking for his life, here he comes!!!"
With squinting eyes, Lao Zou finally described the reason for his fear. However, this unbelievable statement made everyone in the room feel an inexplicable chill.
As for whether Fan Zhuo was thrown into the valley, there is no need to guess, because the merchants were all in a group, and among the merchants who were assigned to throw Fan Zhuo into the valley, there was Yin Chang's biological son, and the depth of the valley There is no need to doubt that even if there is water below, if it falls into the water at that height, it will be broken into pieces and turned into meat paste.
So, this Demon Fan is bound to die, but now Lao Zouyan actually says that the ghost of Demon Fan has come back to take revenge. He is not dim-sighted, so there must be something fishy in it.
Yin Chang secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and glanced at his son. Yin Yu obviously understood what the look in his father's eyes meant. He didn't say anything and just nodded in affirmation.
This shows that Fan Zhuo was indeed thrown into the valley, and in such a deep valley, how can a person survive without dying? Could it be that the ghost of Demon Fan really came to claim his life?
Things became complicated and confusing, but the scene that followed made Yin Chang and everyone else tremble in their hearts and feel numb in their scalps.
"Crunch¡ª¡ª"
With the rusty creak of the old door shaft, the door was pushed open from the outside a little, very slowly.
A black figure was covered in blood, like a Shura from the Demon Kingdom. His whole body was red and dripping with sticky blood. He stepped into the door with red footprints step by step.
There is no clean skin on this figure's entire body. Whether it's his face or his exposed forearms, everything seems to have been soaked in blood, and he looks extremely cautious.
Judging from the facial features and the length of his short hair, this person is none other than Fan Zhuo and Fan Motou!
Although Yin Chang was mentally prepared, when he saw the bloody man who looked like Fan Zhuo appeared in front of him, his heart tightened and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
At this time, a merchant next to Yin Chang pointed at Fan Zhuo, his pupils shrank, and he shouted in a very frightened manner:
"You, are you a human or a ghost?"
Fan Zhuo grinned, revealing his teeth covered in sticky blood. Even when the upper and lower teeth were opened, there were still streaks of blood.
"Tell me, am I a human, or a ghost?" Fan Zhuo's weird laughter made everyone present feel creepy.
With such a strange scene, not to mention Yin Chang and other merchants who felt guilty, even the old village chief, Widow Wang and others felt uncertain and also felt scared.
At this time, the villagers of Lingshang Village gathered outside the house to watch. The hunchback was riding a little donkey with a look of resentment in his eyes. After being hunchback for a lifetime, his waist seemed to be stretched a little, and he stretched his neck and faced Looking inside the house.
At this time, Fan Zhuo did not have the earth-shattering, ghost-weeping supernatural power that he had imagined. He was still a mortal, but the momentum he created at this time pushed him to the forefront, and the fear he brought to people has reached the extreme. He knows , I can't perform too much. As time goes by, this fear will inevitably change.
At this time, the three Houtian realm experts beside Yin Chang also stood in front, each with unprecedented energy. Once they notice the other party's movement, no matter whether he is a human or a ghost, they just take action.
Fan Zhuo turned around and grinned:
"Uncle Han, I can't handle these three bugs, so I'm going to trouble you forever!"
At this time, another figure walked out of the darkness. His steps were extremely slow, and the distance between steps was also very small. But the strange thing is that any one step is as long as ten steps of an ordinary person. He is really like a ghost, as if he is a ghost. Xu Shi quickly arrived in front of Fan Zhuo.
Others don¡¯t understand, is it possible that warriors in the Houtian realm don¡¯t understand what this means? This is a trick that can only be mastered and performed by those who are cultivators of immortality. Those with advanced cultivation can even use such footwork to soar through the void and travel thousands of miles away in an instant.
The fact that this person is a cultivator of immortality cannot be doubted.?Even the peak state of martial arts cultivators cannot achieve these, and they cannot imitate them. In other words, this time it is the turn of the three Houtian realm warriors to regret it!
The three Houtian realm warriors looked at each other, and then they all knelt down, lowered their heads and clasped their fists with both hands. The one in the middle with the highest level of cultivation, that is, the martial cultivator who had reached the late Houtian realm, said in a loud voice:
"I didn't know that the Immortal Chief was coming, but I didn't welcome him from afar. I hope the Immortal Chief won't be blamed. The three of you took advantage of others and made peace with them. I don't know where I offended the Immortal Chief, but they immediately left and stayed away from the Chu Kingdom. They will never set foot again. The Chu Kingdom has taken half a step, hoping that the Immortal will open one side of its long net and let us and three other mortals go!"
??From the fact that the three of them, who are cultivators of the Houtian realm, saw Fan Zhuo's summons and an immortal cultivator came, it can be seen that today is bound to be a bad day.
"As for the other party, as an immortal cultivator, even the lowest level of cultivation among the immortal cultivators is not something that the three of us can deal with. Just like the three of us can deal with this group of villagers, no matter how many people come, it is just a quantity!"
With a spring-breathing smile on his face, Han Yu glanced at Fan Zhuo, who sneered and said loudly:
"I want to know, is it useful to stab you to death first and then apologize to you?"
When Fan Zhuo's voice fell, Han Yu's eyes flashed sharply. Immediately, a flash of bright color flew out from his body, flashing around the three Hou Tian realm cultivators one by one, waiting for the silver light to return. When it was in Han Yu's hands, Fan Zhuo discovered that it was something very similar to his own small iron hook.
Looking at the three martial arts cultivators, there were wounds as big as bowls on their necks, and the three of them were indeed dead.
Fan Zhuo¡¯s eyes widened. Although he was well aware of the gap between immortal cultivators and martial cultivators, he really didn¡¯t expect that there was such a huge gap.
Fan Zhuo didn't pay attention to the three dead warriors. If he had followed his original idea, he should have immediately opened the lid of the small pot in his arms, absorbed the inexplicable aura of the three dead people, and condensed it into a crystal. In other words, he should not have done so from now on. Instead of calling it crystal, we call it "yuanjing". But Fan Zhuo knows very well that since he experienced the scene of falling into the valley, he no longer has to open the lid of the pot with his own hands every time he encounters a dead person!
At this point, Fan Zhuo couldn't help but think that he was helpless in front of these three martial artists, but they were even worse in front of Han Yu! The power of immortal cultivators is heaven!
In fact, there is a huge gap between Han Yu and the three martial cultivators. One is the first among the martial cultivators, and the other is the first among the immortal cultivators. The difference in strength is huge!
Moreover, Han Yu¡¯s own injuries have almost recovered, and his banned mid-stage foundation building cultivation has also almost recovered. He can really finish the three martial arts cultivators with just a few clicks.
The three martial arts cultivators were dead. At this time, Yin Chang and other merchants all showed despair on their faces. Originally, these three martial arts cultivators were their strongest support. Now that these three people are dead, the situation has changed. Everything has changed. Everything has changed, this time it is Yin Chang and others' turn to say "I am a knife and I am a fish and meat"!
"Three martial arts practitioners who helped the tyrants are dead. The merchants in the house cut out the old village chief's tongue and want to insult Widow Wang and kill the blacksmith Wang. We are all villagers. Do you hate it?"
Fan Zhuo¡¯s voice came out clearly, making all the villagers gasp more and more. Unexpectedly, these foreign merchants, this group of ** people actually cut out the old village chief¡¯s tongue
The old village chief has always taken great care of everyone in the village, and he is also the oldest old man in the village. This is absolutely intolerable! Besides, there are also Widow Wang and Blacksmith Wang
All the villagers collectively let out a sound like thunder: "Hate!!!"
Fan Zhuo grinned, and a stream of blood foam flowed from his mouth, as if Shura had returned to the world, and he said loudly:
"You bitch, hate me, just do what you want and tie up these damn guys!"
The villagers collectively shouted and rushed towards the house.
At this time, Yin Chang and other merchants were trembling with fear. They were just a few people. It would be impossible for them to fight their way out of the crowded houses surrounded by this group of villagers!
Yin Chang endured the pain in his buttocks caused by Fan Zhuo, jumped to the door of the room, and shouted at the top of his voice: "How dare you untouchables? Do you know who I am?"
??????????????????? Yin Chang took out something like a fire stick from his arms and shouted at the door: "Do you know what kind of joke this is?"
The villagers were shocked by Yin Chang's shouts of questioning. They didn't know Yin Chang's specific origins, but they knew that he was related to the immortals on the fairy mountain outside. This was enough to scare them.
And when Yin Chang took out something that looked like a fire fold,??The fear that existed in the hearts of these simple villagers escalated again.
"What is this? Could it be given to him by the Immortal to kill people?"
This thought filled the hearts of all the villagers, but with Yin Chang's answer, the ability of this fire-like thing also surfaced.
"You bunch of untouchables, do you know how this thing will react if I twist it lightly? Let me tell you, this will explode a very gorgeous firework, and the appearance of the firework means that I am in danger. What you call The immortals on the Immortal Mountains will come to save me and kill all of you! Including you fellow immortal cultivators!"
The villagers did not doubt the authenticity of Yin Chang's words, but the hatred in their hearts also inspired them to rush over and subdue this damned bastard over and over again!
Yin Chang laughed hysterically and said:
"I'm not afraid to tell you untouchables, and you, the high-ranking immortal cultivator, that as long as Yin releases the communication fireworks in his hand, at least two immortals from the foundation-building realm will come to help me. If anything happens to me, , what¡¯s the harm in killing you all?¡±
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