Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 466
Yang Chenghao's face was full of smiles, and he said these words proudly, not to mention how excited he was.

As long as Zheng Fan is killed, the more than 100 pieces of three-color jade and Tianquan jade that were taken away by him, as well as the three-color jade, Tianquan jade and other items handed over to Zheng Fan by the Yu family and other clans, will all become his own. of.

Thinking of this, Yang Chenghao felt that he had made a lot of money this time.

I ran to the deep mountains and old forests this month to find this crazy monk, and called him to the imperial capital, earning a solid profit.

When Yang Chenghao was thinking about happiness, he suddenly felt a chill coming from behind him and attacking his whole body.

The coolness was terrible, making Yang Chenghao's limbs stiff, as if he had fallen into an ice kiln, and his body was frozen into an ice sculpture.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Chenghao discovered that Zheng Fan's figure gradually turned into a white halo and disappeared where the mad monk had just hit.

Looking at this scene, even if Yang Chenghao is an idiot, he will understand what's going on.

He swallowed, and said hehe: "Mr. Zheng, please speak up if you have something to say. I was just trying your tricks just now."

"Really?" Zheng Fan's figure appeared behind Yang Chenghao at some unknown time, and said in a cold tone.

Yang Chenghao's face was full of smiles, hehe said: "Of course, I admire Mr. Zheng the most."

He is delaying time now, and if he can delay for a few more seconds, he will delay for a few more seconds.

At this moment, the insane monk watched Zheng Fan's figure turn into a halo and disappeared, and let out a giggling laugh, "It's fun, it's fun."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zheng Fan behind Yang Chenghao, and laughed and said, "Hehehe, I didn't expect this beast to be able to run."

After the mad monk finished speaking, he put his hands on the ground, like a vicious dog, and rushed towards Zheng Fan.

His figure was extremely fast, and he disappeared from where he was at the moment he slaughtered Zheng Fan.

When the mad monk reappeared, he was already behind Zheng Fan, his right fist, which was burning like a flame, was raised high and slammed down towards Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan felt the aura of the mad monk behind him, his expression was calm, he didn't pay attention to the mad monk, he raised his right foot and kicked Yang Chenghao's abdomen, kicking him out.

boom.

Yang Chenghao's body flew straight down from the ground like a ball, and then hit the ground heavily.

Even though Yang Chenghao was a strong man in the demigod realm, he was covered in blood at this moment after being kicked by Zheng Fan, and there was a sharp pain in his abdomen.

He didn't expect that Zheng Fan's kick would be so painful, but when he thought that the mad monk's fists were about to hit Zheng Fan, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The brute force of the mad monk is almost unmatched by anyone.

Even if you are also a strong demigod, your physical body is no different from ordinary people under the fist of a mad monk.

Boom!

The crazy monk watched Yang Chenghao being kicked far away by Zheng Fan, his eyes were full of anger, and the strength of his right fist had been increased unconsciously, and it hit Zheng Fan hard on the forehead.

Zheng Fan flicked his right hand lightly, and collided with the mad Taoist's angry punch.

Clang!

Like two iron objects colliding together, a burst of sparks erupted, followed by the mad monk spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

Like a kite with a broken string, he flew upside down tens of meters away, smashing down all the vegetation and houses along the way, and passed out.

Yang Chenghao, who was dripping with blood, did not expect Zheng Fan to solve the mad monk.

His eyes were bloodshot, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and without hesitation in his heart, he took out his secret weapon, a black stone the size of a thumb.

This black stone looked rough in the past, but now Yang Chenghao held it in his hand and pointed it at Zheng Fan.

Shhhhhh.

From the rough black stone, three jet-black needles flew out of it, killing Zheng Fan.

These three pitch-black needles were highly poisonous, once they were stabbed, no one would be able to cure them as long as they were not powerful in the divine realm.

Yang Chenghao used this tactic before to overshadow many demigod powerhouses in the imperial capital and become powerful figures in the imperial capital.

Zheng Fan looked at the three black needles that were as black as ink, and didn't take it to heart at all. He stood there and looked at the black needles like three black lights.

Looking at this scene, Hong Chengzhi frowned, stood in Wanzhuang and shouted: "Mr. Zheng, be careful, this black needle is highly poisonous."

He knew that the black needle cast by Yang Chenghao had killed many strong men in the demigod realm.

The powerhouses in the demigod realm who have been hit by the black needle will lose all their strength after being hit by the black needle.

He will live in pain and torture every day, and after being tortured by illness for 30 days, he will turn into a pool of dry bones.

Song Mayou, as the team leader of the dragon team, also recognized the needle in Yang Chenghao's hand. Don't mention how nervous he was, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Mr. Poison, no medicine can cure."

Sun Hanyi didn't know the horror of the black needle at first, but after hearing what Hong Chengzhi and Song Mayou said, he looked anxious.

She whispered to herself: "Mr. Zheng will be fine, he is very powerful, no one can hurt him."

The woman in the red cheongsam looked at Hong Chengzhi and whispered, "Boss, is this black needle so scary?"

She doesn't know the horror of the martial arts world at all, she is just an ordinary person.

Listening to the words of Hong Chengzhi and others, I was also a little worried about Zheng Fan's comfort.

Because she felt that Zheng Fan was a nice person, and she didn't want anything to happen to him.

Yang Chenghao listened to the worried words of Hong Chengzhi, Song Mayou and others, his face was covered with blood, he laughed and said, "It's useless, once I make a shot with this black needle, I will never miss it."

Yang Chenghao wanted to use the black needle to kill Zheng Fan last time, but thought that using the black needle once would save one needle.

Moreover, black needles are tools that can only be used to surprise Yin people, otherwise the effect will be greatly reduced.

Only then did Yang Chenghao spend all his money, and spent a month of energy to find the crazy monk.

Now that the mad monk was easily killed by Zheng Fan, Yang Chenghao had no choice but to reluctantly use the black needle.

Thinking that the black needle lost three needles at once, Yang Chenghao looked at Zheng Fan with fierce eyes and said, "Stinky boy, I will definitely torture you to death."

Zheng Fan looked calm, watching the three black needles getting closer and closer to him, but without any panic, he stretched out his right hand and scratched lightly in the void.

click!
The three pitch-black needles that were originally flying extremely stopped for a moment, suspended in mid-air, and the needles trembled violently.

Immediately after Zheng Fan flicked his right hand, the pitch-black silver needle immediately went retrograde, heading towards Yang Chenghao.

"Ah!" Yang Chenghao looked at this scene, his eyes widened, his face was as white as paper, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

(End of this chapter)