Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 240 What else to say
"Boy, you are too arrogant!"

"Speaking so arrogantly, today I will let you know what will happen if you are too arrogant."

As soon as the voice fell, the fists of dozens of warriors in the Ming Jin realm had come to Zheng Fan, and with the strongest force, they smashed at Zheng Fan.

If they hadn't taken care of killing Zheng Fan, they would definitely hit the death spot if they had nowhere to get the formula for the life potion.

Zheng Fan stood where he was, with cold eyes, as if he was watching a group of ants desperately fighting towards the huge monster.

A bang sounded.

This group of fighters in the realm of bright energy, when their fists were about to fall on Zheng Fan's body, it was as if they were blocked by an invisible wall of energy.

There was a puff.

They only felt an unbearable sharp pain coming from all over their bodies, as if their lungs and organs were about to be shattered alive by a powerful force.

They were blown to the ground, blood gushed out from their mouths, and their clothes were stained red.

The Ming Jin warriors looked down on Zheng Fan before, thinking he was just a scumbag.

Now when he saw Zheng Fan, his eyes were full of fear, thinking that Zheng Fan was too strong.

At a very young age, he has already reached the realm of a martial arts master in the Huaxuan Realm, capable of controlling Qi and hurting others.

The old man looked at this group of bright and powerful warriors being injured by Zheng Fan, and frowned slightly; "A bunch of trash, a child scared you like this."

Ming Jin warriors listened to the old man's words, and the anxiety in their hearts just improved.

They knew the old man's strength, but he was a martial arts master in the Xuanhua realm.

He once fought against a warrior in the demigod realm, and almost injured a warrior in the demigod realm.

Just relying on this point, it is enough to be proud among the martial arts masters in the Huaxuan Realm, and has enough capital to be arrogant.

Now that the old man makes a move, no matter how strong Zheng Fan is, he is still defeated by the old man.

"Boy, I'll give you another chance. Either hand over the life potion formula and we Tianfu Group will give you 500 million, or you won't get a dime." The old man's tone was very cold, and his heart was already impatient.

He had a feeling in his heart that Zheng Fan was very powerful, and he could persuade Zheng Fan as much as possible.

If it really doesn't work, let's beat Zheng Fan to death and force out the formula for the life potion.

Zheng Fan listened to the old man's words, hehe sneered and said: "You Tianfu Group really know how to do business."

After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "You want my formula for 500 million? You know, I can easily earn tens of millions."

A bottle of life potion the size of a glass bottle can be sold for at least [-] yuan, and a thousand bottles is at least [-] million yuan.

I want to buy it for just 500 million yuan. Isn't this just sending beggars away?

The old man's tone was cold, "If we, Tianfu, don't know how to do business, how can we rise rapidly in Zhongzhou and become a well-known listed company in Longshuo?"

After saying this, he continued to ask: "Have you considered it? To give or not to give."

Zheng Fan said lightly: "If you want it, it depends on whether you have the ability."

"Damn it, brat, how dare you play tricks on me." The old man felt that he had been played tricks by Zheng Fan.

After talking to him for so long, in the end, I still refused to sell him 500 million yuan obediently.

"You forced me to do this." The old man was about to use brutal means, beat Zheng Fan to death, and humiliated all the people in the villa.

Rumble.

The robe on the old man's body bulged, and the air flow on his body spun rapidly.

"Thousand silk needles." The old man roared, and the air flow that swirled around his body, like tiny silver needles, shot in all directions.

Brush brush brush.

Its vigor is like tiny silver needles, and wherever it passes, the thick trunks are also easily destroyed by it, turning into sawdust all over the sky.

It can be seen that the destructive power of this Qiansi needle is strong and the scope is wide.

The injured Ming Jin warriors looked at the destructive power of Qiansi Needle, their eyes were full of excitement.

Finally, I could see Zheng Fan's maimed appearance.

They couldn't bear the emotions in their hearts anymore, and they wished they could rush forward and beat Zheng Fan up now, so as to vent the hatred in their hearts just now.

Just when everyone thought that Zheng Fan was about to be beaten into a brush by a thousand silk needles.

But when Qiansi Needle was about to touch Zheng Fan, it was blocked by an invisible wall.

The buzzing sound was endless, and the tiny silver needles formed by the energy kept shaking, and finally disappeared into the air with a bang.

Looking at this scene, the old man frowned. He didn't expect that his strongest move could not hurt Zheng Fan in the slightest.

He couldn't even attack Zheng Fan in close quarters.

The Ming Jin warriors who fell to the ground and suffered internal injuries, saw this scene, their eyes were dull, and they froze in place, unable to believe what happened in front of them.

Zheng Fan's eyes were cold, looking at the dull eyes of everyone present, he said, "Now it's my turn."

After the words fell, he flicked his right hand lightly, and a flame appeared at his fingertips, jumping happily like an elf.

Looking at the flame in Zheng Fan's hand, the old man felt a chill on his back, and the cold sweat seeped out, soaking his clothes.

He swallowed, his tone trembling, and he even changed his address to Zheng Fan, "Little brother, don't mess around, we are from Zhongzhou Tianfu Group, if you kill us, Tianfu Group will fight with you forever .”

The old man was very worried that Zheng Fan would kill him, "Tianfu Group is an indomitable existence in Zhongzhou, little brother, don't mess around."

Falling to the ground, the heavily injured Ming Jin warrior also echoed: "Little brother offended me a lot earlier, don't take it for granted, we were all ordered by the Tianfu Group, and it wasn't our intention."

They all blamed the Tianfu Group, but as for themselves, they didn't have any sin at all.

Zheng Fan listened to their words, only found it ridiculous.

He said in a cold tone, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

The old man and the bright warriors, listening to Zheng Fan's words, thought that Zheng Fan knew the strength of Tianfu Group and would not kill him.

He forced a smile, looked at Zheng Fan and said, "Little brother, we hope that you can consider the cooperation between Tianfu Group and you, and the price is easy to negotiate."

After the old man said this, he had already started to think in his mind. After returning to Zhongzhou, he would bring a group of strong men to kill Zheng Fan and obtain the formula of the life potion.

Zheng Fan listened to the old man's words, hehe said: "You think too much."

After the words fell, the flame at Zheng Fan's fingertips, like a small fire dragon, quickly flew towards the old man and Ming Jin warrior.

The old man and the bright warriors looked pale as they watched the little fire dragon attacking them, and shouted, "You will regret it."

"Zhongzhou Tianfu Group will never let you go."

"All your relatives and friends will die a terrible death."

As soon as the words fell, the little fire dragon fell towards the old man and the bright warriors with terrifying heat.

puff.

The flames burned so fast that the old man and the others didn't even make a sound of howling in pain, they were instantly burned into ashes.

After doing all this, Zheng Fan touched the barrier of the villa.

He turned around and looked at the villa on the second floor, the room where Xu Wanqing was.

Seeing that the lights were dim, Xu Wanqing had already fallen asleep by now.

Zheng Fan walked towards Gulin Mountain with strides, wanting to do something.

(End of this chapter)