Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 304

Ye Feng stood there, thinking for a long time: "The strange thing is, if it is an ordinary flying corpse, according to the records, the flying corpse's IQ is like a wild beast, but if it is a wild beast, it should be even crazier to fight you desperately after being injured by you. "

"Yes, but he escaped." Lin Fan's heart sank, and he said slowly.

Ye Feng suddenly thought of a possibility, and he looked at Lin Fan fiercely: "Lin Fan, tell me, is this flying corpse artificially refined and controlled by humans?"

Lin Fan frowned and looked at Ye Feng: "Refining flying corpses?"

It would be fine if the flying corpse was formed naturally, but if it was artificially refined, what exactly did the person who refined it want to do and who was the person who refined it.

"Go back and discuss with them first." Lin Fan said.

The two turned to leave.

……

In a barren hill in Qingcheng City, a simple house was built in this barren hill.

A dozen men in black stood in front of the house and waited for something. After a while, flying corpses fell from the sky and landed on the ground.

Flying Zombie had a ferocious look on his face, and looked at the dozen or so people with unkind eyes.

Among them, the person in the lead waved his hand lightly: "Take it back and check it."

The others stepped forward, and stuck a yellow talisman on the flying corpse's forehead, and then nailed it to every joint of the flying corpse with corpse nails to ensure that it would not go berserk suddenly.

The leading man in black looks to be only 21 years old, and looks quite handsome. If it is placed outside, he will definitely be a handsome young meat type.

Not long after, a man in black walked up to him and shouted: "Young master, the flying corpse is not seriously injured, and has absorbed enough moon yin energy, and needs to suck the blood of more than sixty people. can go further.”

The young man's face was full of hostility: "I said it before, don't call me young master when you are outside! Call me lord."

"Yes, my lord."

The young man said in a deep voice, narrowing his eyes: "The one who hurt the flying corpse today is the Lin Fan that my father often mentioned?"

"That's right." The man nodded.

The boy said: "It is said that he has only been practicing for a little over two years, and he can actually hurt my toy. Tell me, is his talent higher than mine?"

The man lowered his head: "My lord, you are only 21 years old, and you have already mastered the best skills of the sect master. In the whole world, only the top [-] people in the heaven list are stronger than you. There is someone stronger than you."

"You avoided my question." The boy's eyes glowed coldly: "So, you still think Lin Fan is more talented than me?"

Cold sweat broke out on the man's forehead: "Damn, of course it's impossible, young master, your talent is unparalleled. In the world, I'm afraid that only Li Changan can match you."

"I don't like liars." A sword suddenly appeared in the boy's hand, pierced into the man's chest, and then pulled it out.

The man was not killed, he clutched his chest, enduring the pain.

The boy asked: "I told you, I don't like people who lie. Tell me, is Lin Fan more talented than me?"

The man gritted his teeth and said, "The young master has cultivated since childhood, and now he has reached the peak of the Transformation Realm. Although Lin Fan is not as good as you, but if he had practiced since childhood, he might be above the young master. Your talent should not be as good as him."

As soon as the words fell, the sword in the boy's hand swept across, and the man's head fell to the ground with a bang, and rolled several times on the ground.

The eyes of the head were wide open, as if he hadn't thought that the boy would continue to attack him.

The boy took out a handkerchief, gently wiped the blood stains on the sword, and said to himself: "Don't you know that I don't like liars, but occasionally I hate people who tell the truth? "

Afterwards, he inserted the sword into the scabbard, with a strong smile in his eyes: "Lin Fan, it's interesting, someone with a talent higher than me? I want to see how capable you are!"

……

In the Du family villa.

In the hall, there were many people sitting, Lin Fan, Ye Feng, Rong Qianqian, Fang Jinggen, Bai Jingyun, Bai Zhentian, Liu Baoguo and Du Zhengguo were all sitting here.

Lin Fan and Ye Feng have already told the story in detail.

When the people around have finished listening.

Bai Zhentian asked with a serious face: "That is to say, you suspect that this flying corpse is manipulated?"

"En." Lin Fan nodded: "The conditions for forming a flying corpse are quite harsh. It's a bit strange that such a flying corpse suddenly appeared in Qingcheng City without warning."

With a dark face, Rong Qianqian slapped the table: "Bastard, I don't know who did it, but used the lives of people like Qingcheng City to train corpses."

Liu Baoguo said: "This style of doing things is more like Heimen's usual style."

"Heimen?" Rong Qianqian frowned, but nodded slightly, and then said: "I will inform my father right away, and ask him to send someone to contact the people from Heimen to see if they are playing tricks."

After speaking, Rong Qianqian went out to make a call with her mobile phone.

This is of course the best solution.

If it was indeed the people from the Heimen who were playing tricks in the dark, and Rong Yunhe stepped forward, the Heimen would definitely give him some face.

Soon, Rong Qianqian came back and said: "I have already told my father what happened, and my father said that he will immediately ask Heimen, let us wait for his result."

A little bit of time passed, and everyone sat in the hall and waited.

Not long after, the phone rang suddenly, Rong Qianqian picked up the phone, and after listening to what Rong Yunhe said on the phone, her complexion changed slightly: "What."

After a long time, she put down the phone, and she said with an uneasy face, "Heimen said that they haven't refined flying corpses recently, and they haven't sent anyone to Qingcheng City to make trouble."

"Didn't the Heimen do it? Who could it be?" Lin Fan's face changed, and then his face sank.

Besides the people from Heimen, who else would refine flying corpses.

Fang Jinggen couldn't help asking: "Could it be that the people at the black gate lied, and they shirked responsibility when they clearly did it?"

Lin Fan shook his head: "The possibility is very low."

If it was done by Heimen, people like Rong Yunhe would have personally intervened, and it would be no big deal. I am afraid that Heimen will give Rong Yunhe some face, admit it directly, and then let people withdraw.

As for now, it makes everyone a little clueless.

Could it be that they guessed wrong, this flying corpse was not artificially refined?

Lin Fan shook his head slightly.

Bai Zhentian said: "We can only wait for that flying corpse to appear next time, and see if we can find a way to catch him."

"Only the strength of the few of us is enough." Ye Feng shook his head.

That flying corpse is stronger than Lin Fan and Ye Feng, and it can fly into the sky.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if this flying corpse can't beat them, it can still slap its ass and fly away, and everyone can't do anything to it.

(End of this chapter)