Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 467
Yang Chenghao has killed many strong men with black needles, and he knows more about the horror of black needles than anyone else.

Now seeing the black needle shooting towards him, he immediately used his strongest method, running as fast as he could.

Otherwise, the pain caused by the black needle is definitely not something he can bear.

Zheng Fan watched Yang Chenghao run away, his face was indifferent, and his tone was cold: "You can't run away!"

As soon as the voice fell, the pitch-black black needle, as if being speeded up by Zheng Fan, suddenly accelerated, and shot towards the back of Yang Chenghao's head, back, and head.

Hearing the whistling sound coming from behind, Yang Chenghao panicked and looked ugly.

He tried to make his power faster and escape from here.

However, the three black needles, as black as ink, seem to have spirituality. No matter how Yang Chenghao escapes, they are like three black streamers chasing after him.

Clang!Clang!Clang!
Even though Yang Chenghao's speed was very fast, the three pitch-black needles turned into three black streamers at a faster speed, piercing Yang Chenghao's body straight.

Immediately, Yang Chenghao's fast-running body stopped, and he didn't move a single inch.

Yang Chenghao's face was stiff, and his original Jiankang complexion seemed to be thrown into ink, staining his body black.

Feeling the strength of his demigod realm, he disappeared at this moment, followed by his body as if covered by thousands of insects, the bone-eating pain made him scream again and again.

Zheng Fan looked at this scene with a calm expression, without the slightest ripple.

He has seen more vicious venom in the world of cultivating immortals, the toxin on the black needle, for Zheng Fan, it is just a piece of cake, not worth mentioning.

Yang Chenghao, whose skin color had turned black, watched Zheng Fan coming, although he was terrified in his heart, he still calmed himself down.

The main reason is that Yang Chenghao is backed by the ancient martial arts family.

He didn't believe that Zheng Fan was brave enough to ignore the ancient martial family behind him.

"Zheng Fan, no matter how strong you are, do you dare to kill me? There is an ancient martial arts family behind me." Yang Chenghao sneered and said, "I advise you to respect me, otherwise I can't beat you. The ancient martial arts family behind me can destroy you in minutes, even your wife, relatives and friends will suffer."

Zheng Fan didn't pay attention to people from the ancient martial arts family at all, and said in a cold tone: "I hate being threatened the most."

After he finished speaking, Yang Chenghao, who was covered in blood and whose skin color had turned black, seemed to be held in mid-air by a pair of invisible big hands, causing Yang Chenghao's limbs to struggle violently.

"Zheng Fan, I'm from an ancient martial arts family, aren't you afraid of dying without a whole body?" Yang Chenghao spoke in a strange voice because his throat was choked.

Zheng Fan listened to Yang Chenghao's words, hehe said: "When you die, I will bloodbath the ancient martial arts family behind you."

Listening to Zheng Fan's words, Hong Shicheng frowned, thinking that Zheng Fan's words were dangerous.

If people from the ancient martial arts family heard about it, they would be in big trouble.

Even the entire family will be wiped out by the people of the ancient martial arts family.

"Mr. Zheng, Yang Chenghao is from the ancient martial arts family. If you kill him, there will be great disaster." Hong Shicheng's voice was resonant, but with a hint of nervousness.

He was very afraid that Zheng Fan would act recklessly, and the real person Yugong hadn't dealt with it by then, so he would be dealt with by the people of the ancient martial arts family first.

Yang Chenghao listened to Hong Shicheng's words, opened his blood-stained teeth, and sneered again and again: "Zheng Fan, you are going to kill me, do you dare to kill me?"

He didn't believe that Zheng Fan dared to kill him. Last time at the Sun family's villa, Zheng Fan just didn't dare to kill them.

After all, a person like Zheng Fan who is not backed by the ancient martial arts family and hidden sects is very powerful.

There have always been only two choices, either to become the running dog of the ancient martial arts family or the hidden world sect, or to be assassinated to death by the running dogs of the ancient martial arts family or the hidden world sect.

Apart from this, there is no other way.

Could it be that he was still thinking about exterminating the members of the Gu Wu family?
Thinking of this, Yang Chenghao's eyes were full of disdain.

As long as I can survive this time and find someone from the Gu Wu family, with the Gu Wu family's terrifying methods, the venom on the black needle can be removed in minutes.

Click!

When Yang Chenghao was proud of himself, he was thinking of making up some reason to find someone from the ancient martial arts family to detoxify him.

Yang Chenghao's throat was squeezed by an invisible big hand, his eyes rolled up, and he died.

Immediately after Yang Chenghao's body, a white soul body was pulled out, followed by Zheng Fan, who waved his right hand and slapped it towards the void.

Snapped!
Yang Chenghao's soul body was slapped by Zheng Fan, like fragile glass being hit by a big hammer, it suddenly became torn apart, turning into countless tiny white light spots and disappearing.

Hong Shicheng watched Zheng Fan kill Yang Chenghao instead of giving a lesson.

He frowned and ran straight out of Wanzhuang, with an anxious expression on his face, "Mr. Zheng, did you kill Yang Chenghao?"

Hong Chengzhi still finds it hard to believe that Zheng Fan actually killed the members of the ancient martial arts family.

Hearing Hong Chengzhi's words, Zheng Fan frowned slightly and said, "What? Can't people from the ancient martial arts family be killed?"

In his eyes, the Guwu family is no different from ordinary cats and dogs.

Not to mention the ancient martial arts family, even if it is the immortal cultivating family in the world of cultivating immortals, if they provoke Zheng Fan, Zheng Fan will dare to kill him and bleed profusely.

Hong Chengzhi didn't know what Zheng Fan had experienced, so he whispered: "Mr. Zheng, this ancient martial arts family is terrifying. It is said that the strength of the slaves is almost the same as that of the moon in the water."

He was implying Zheng Fan, don't talk so full, the strength of the ancient martial arts family is not as simple as Zheng Fan thought.

Zheng Fan said lightly: "No matter how strong a person is, he is still an ant in my eyes."

After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on the mad monk who fainted not far away.

Zheng Fan flicked his right hand lightly, and the rough-looking black stone fell from Yang Chenghao's body, as if being thrown hard by someone, it fell heavily towards the mad monk.

boom!
The mad monk, who claims to have the strongest body in the demigod realm, was directly beaten to a bloody mess, lifeless.

Hong Shicheng looked at this scene with dull eyes, unable to recover for a long time.

He felt that he might have found the right person this time, and his daughter would not be in danger.

Thinking of this, Hong Shicheng looked at Zheng Fan and said, "Mr. Zheng, I have something to talk to you alone."

Hearing Hong Shicheng's words, Zheng Fan was quite speechless, why he always likes to chat alone.

Speechless, Zheng Fan still nodded and chatted with Hong Shicheng alone.

Sun Hanyi and Song Mayou looked at Hong Shicheng and took Zheng Fan to chat alone.

Their eyes were full of doubts, and they whispered to themselves: "What's the matter, Boss Hong likes to chat alone with Mr. Zheng so much?"

"Boss Hong doesn't have any special hobbies?"

Sun Hanyi and Song Mayou always felt that Hong Shicheng was weird, and felt that there might be a problem with his sexual orientation.

(End of this chapter)