Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 353 Yang Nan

In this pitch-black forbidden area, there was a demonic aura from time to time.

"Master Rong, make up your mind as soon as possible." Tan Yue said, she looked at Rong Yunhe.

As for Cheng Xinyue and Ouyang Cheng, they were also waiting for Rong Yunhe's words.

Rong Yunhe said in a deep voice, "Come on!"

But he has made up his mind, as the old saying goes, it is bold to die from hunger, and cowardly to die of starvation.

If you want to get rich, you have to take some risks.

At this time, Gao Yiling had already rushed back, and he said with a serious face, "Everyone, how is your discussion going?"

Rong Yunhe asked: "How long can the monsters here be suppressed?"

Gao Yiling said: "The situation is much more serious than we imagined. At the very least, they are monsters in the Transfiguration Realm. If you miss any one, you may leave hidden dangers and become a big trouble."

"Let's go." Rong Yunhe took a deep breath and said, "Let's go and see what this weird forbidden place looks like."

At this time, the five masters all came to this dark vortex.

"Roar!"

In the vortex, there was a long, simple roar, and powerful monster energy continuously gushed out from it.

"Go in?" Rong Yunhe was just about to walk into this forbidden place, but suddenly, this forbidden place disappeared in an instant.

It just disappeared without a trace.

"What's going on." Rong Yunhe hurried forward, at this time the position of the exit of the forbidden area had returned to normal, there was no movement, it seemed as if nothing had happened before.

This is also, a little too weird.

"Report the situation here to those in the forest in the ten directions." Rong Yunhe said with a sullen face.

The other few people have no opinion at the moment, it's fine that there were monsters coming out of the forbidden area before.

Just as they were about to enter, the forbidden area suddenly disappeared without a trace.

You know, they are masters in the real world, disappearing quietly, this kind of thing is simply.

"Instruct the disciples below to find out all the monsters nearby and kill them." After they finished speaking, they also walked towards the surroundings, looking for the monsters to kill.

On the other side, Lin Fan, Fang Jinggen, Ye Feng, and Han Xueqi were walking on the dark street and continued to patrol.

It's just that they are close to the core area of ​​the forbidden area, but they dare not approach it at will.

A few people were walking, and suddenly, two disciples wearing the clothes of the Lieyang Sword Sect appeared in front of them.

The two appeared to be about thirty in age.

"Hehe, isn't this the beautiful woman Han Xueqi from the Xingyue Sword Sect?" The two members of the Lieyang Sword Sect came over with a teasing face when they saw Han Xueqi.

Of these two people, one is named Yang Nan and the other is named Lu Xing.

Yang Nan had a bald head, hands behind his back, and his eyes were full of arrogance.

Although Yang Nan is only a third-rank Taoist leader, his father is Yang Xingtian, the great elder of the Lieyang Sword Sect.

Lu Xing also had the strength of a third-rank Taoist leader. Standing beside Yang Nan, he said with a doggy face, "Senior Brother Yang, these girls are getting more and more beautiful the longer they grow."

Yang Nan was expressionless, and said lightly: "It's okay."

Standing behind Han Xueqi and the others, Lin Fan felt helpless in his heart, you said it was fine, how could he always encounter such a thing of a wicked young man bullying a young girl.

Han Xueqi saw that it was Yang Nan, but she was not afraid at all, and replied: "Your surname is Yang, who do you think is okay? I think you look like a three-five-eight million person, how dare you say that we can do okay?"

Han Xueqi's temper is actually not bad, even when she thought Lin Fan had cheated the three of them, she was not as angry as she is now, but now she couldn't help it.

The reason is simple, what the hell is improvisation?

It would be better to just say that they are ugly.

Everyone has a negative scale, but judging a girl as good-looking, doing so will definitely touch the negative scales of most girls.

But Lu Xing said: "Han Xueqi, who are you scolding for three to five to eighty thousand dollars? My brother Nan is extraordinary in appearance, handsome and unrestrained, a seven-foot man, exuding masculine charm all the time."

"What do these two people do?" Fang Jinggen asked Lin Fan.

Lin Fan shook his head, expressing that he did not know the identities of these two people.

At this time, a girl behind Han Xueqi said: "These two are from the Lieyang Sword Sect, and this Yang Nan is the son of Yang Xingtian, the great elder of the Lieyang Sword Sect."

"The elder's son."

When Fang Jinggen heard this, he scolded: "I thought he was such an awesome person, the son of a mere elder, looking for death."

Yang Nan looked at Fang Jinggen with cold eyes: "Which number are you from the Cangjian Sect? Can't you find death?"

"At Cangjian Sect, Fang Zhongjian." Fang Jinggen straightened his chest, standing in front of Han Xueqi and the others: "I'll take care of the affairs of the three beauties today."

"Hey, the hero saves the beauty?" Yang Nan said lightly, "Then I want to know how capable you are."

After speaking, he punched Fang Jinggen.

To Yang Nan, this punch was a random punch, but he was a master of the third-rank Taoist realm.

Far from being able to stop Fang Jinggen, a layman.

But Fang Jinggen stood where he was, with his hands behind his back, his face was calm, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

When Yang Nan punched, his eyebrows frowned slightly. He could tell that this guy who claimed to be Fang Zhongjian hadn't reached the level of Taoism yet.

But where did he get this inexplicable self-confidence, and he didn't hide it.

Could it be that there is some background behind this guy?Or is he a hidden strength?

When the mind is dreaming.

Fang Jinggen shouted: "Xiao Lin!"

"What? A spell?" Yang Nan frowned.

"It's not a spell, it's me."

Lin Fan appeared between Yang Nan and Fang Jinggen with a whoosh, and grabbed his fist with his hand raised.

boom!

Lin Fan caught Yang Nan's punch with his palm, and his palm was slightly numb from the shock.

He looked at Yang Nan with a little surprise in his eyes, the power of this guy's punch is really impressive.

And Yang Nan was even more shocked in his heart.

This guy who seemed to be a follower could easily block his punch.

You know, even if he didn't use all his strength, his third-rank Taoist priest's realm was real.

At the age of 30, he reached the third-rank Taoist leader, and his talent is considered extremely good, he can even be regarded as a genius.

But the young man in front of him seemed to be under 20 years old.

"You are?" Yang Nan's face darkened, and then he said: "A disciple of this age in the Cangjian Sect, and can block my punch, you must be the Lin Fan in the rumors."

Lin Fan became speechless. What the hell is the Lin Fan in the rumors? What's going on here?

Lu Xing heard it from the side, hurried up, and asked Yang Nan in a low voice, "Senior Brother Yang, is this Lin Fan?"

(End of this chapter)