Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 48 Make trouble
Xie Xiaomin knew that Zheng Fan had excellent medical skills, and now he was saving Lan Xin's life.

She looked at Shi Kuan who was uttering wild words, and slapped him in the face again.

clap clap clap!
Xie Xiaomin hit him three times in a row, and each hit was so hard that Shi Kuan's entire face was red and swollen, and two of his front teeth were knocked out.

Shi Kuan was beaten up by Xie Xiaomin, and he was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to get angry.

The two warriors who protected him were still fighting Xie Cheng, and he was angry during this song because he felt that the beating was not hard enough.

At this time, under Zheng Fan's treatment, Lan Xin's declining body gradually returned to normal.

She slowly opened her eyes, saw Zheng Fan standing in front of her, and asked in surprise, "You saved me?"

Lan Xin could clearly feel just now that she was extremely weak and would die at any moment.

She was ready to die.

Zheng Fan said flatly: "It's just a small matter, there is nothing to thank."

Seeing that Zheng Fan's medical skills are so good, Shi Kuan sneered and said, "Stinky boy, why are you here because of such good medical skills? You are not the illegitimate child of the Wancao Valley gang, and you came here to recognize your relatives, right?"

After seeing that Zheng Fan cured the half-dead Lan Xin, he was sure that he must have come to Ten Thousand Grass Valley to recognize his relatives.

Otherwise, with such great medical skills, why come to Wancao Valley?

Zheng Fan listened to Shi Kuan's words, frowned slightly, turned around and walked in front of Shi Kuan, punching and kicking him.

Bang bang bang.

After a while, Shi Kuan felt as if his bones were broken, the pain was unbearable, he didn't even have the strength to speak, and fell to the ground unable to move.

The two blue-clothed warriors saw Zheng Fan beating Shi Kuan into such a virtuous manner, and immediately separated one of them to attack Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan looked at the blue-clothed warrior, and ignored him at all. He punched out with his right hand, sending the blue-clothed warrior flying backwards.

bang.

The blue-clothed warrior flew straight out and hit a big tree in the sky, spitting blood from his mouth and fainting.

At this time, Xie Cheng fought the blue-clothed warrior one-on-one, and finally defeated the blue-clothed warrior.

Shi Kuan saw that the two master fighters he had brought with him were all defeated.

He himself is half dead, and most importantly, he doesn't even have the ability to speak.

Shi Kuan was anxious, his face was snow-white, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

Lan Xin looked at Shi Kuan's virtue, looked at Zheng Fan, and said softly, "Brother, can you spare his life?"

Listening to Lan Xin's words, Xie Xiaomin said angrily, "This man treats you like this, and you still want to protect him?"

Lan Xinxiu frowned slightly, and whispered, "I...I have my own difficulties."

Zheng Fan naturally knew what Lan Xin's difficulty was.

Like Xu Wanqing, Lan Xin is also a product of family marriage, and there is no way to get rid of this fate.

Zheng Fan looked at Lan Xin and said, "I'm not interested in his low life, so you can do it yourself."

After saying this, Zheng Fan walked towards the winding stone steps.

Seeing this, Xie Cheng was full of puzzlement. Shi Kuan had just been beaten down by a black-clothed man from Ten Thousand Grass Valley.

Zheng Fan actually dared to go up now.

Xie Cheng was afraid that Xie Xiaomin would also go up the mountain with Zheng Fan, so he stopped her behind and refused to let her go up.Looking at Zheng Fan's back, he said, "Mr. Zheng, you won't be able to go up the mountain now, you will only be beaten with sticks."

Zheng Fan said flatly, "That's for you."

Although Shi Kuan couldn't speak, after hearing Zheng Fan's words, his heart was filled with disdain, thinking that Zheng Fan would be beaten with a stick soon.

Who does he think he is, the illegitimate son of Myriad Grass Valley also wants to recognize his ancestors?

You must know that Wancao Valley cares most about reputation. If you, an illegitimate child, don't live your life well and want to go to the mountain to recognize your relatives, you will never return.

Lan Xin looked at the back of Zheng Fan leaving, and spoke to dissuade Zheng Fan from going.

She had just tasted what it was like to be beaten down the mountain with sticks, and now that she saw her savior before going back, she was naturally worried.

Zheng Fan acted as if he hadn't heard, walking steadily on the stone steps leading to Wancao Valley,
Every time he took a step, the scene of being beaten down the mountain with Xu Wanqing in Wancao Valley appeared in his mind.

Zheng Fan walked for about 4 minutes, and a loud voice sounded in his ear.

"No one is allowed in Wancao Valley after six o'clock in the afternoon." A man's reprimand sounded.

The moment the voice sounded, the black-clothed warriors who beat Shi Kuan, Lan Xin and the others with sticks before appeared again.

Zheng Fan looked at the aura emanating from the warrior in black, and said flatly, "What if I have to go?"

"Then beat them down the mountain with sticks, regardless of life or death." While speaking, the man in black raised a two-meter-long black iron rod in his hand, and hit Zheng Fan on the head.

With a whistling sound, the iron rod hit Zheng Fan's head with lightning speed. Once an ordinary person was hit, his head would be bleeding, and he would even die on the spot.

Zheng Fan chuckled, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the black iron rod.

Clang!
The black iron rod collided with Zheng Fan's right hand, but it didn't send Zheng Fan flying upside down, just like hitting an iron object.

The man in black looked puzzled, looked at Zheng Fan and said, "Mighty peak martial artist?"

He himself is a peak Ming Jin warrior, because Wancao Valley rewards pills and rare herbs all the year round, and his strength is stronger than ordinary Ming Jin peak warriors.

Even when meeting ordinary martial arts masters in the Mysterious Transformation Realm, they still have enough confidence to fight.

Zheng Fan ignored the black-clothed warrior's words, swung his right hand vigorously, and directly snatched the iron rod from the black-clothed man's hand.

The warrior in black was taken away from the iron rod by Zheng Fan, he didn't panic in his heart, and his expression was very calm.

He has been a gatekeeper in Ten Thousand Grass Valley for decades, and it is not uncommon for him to encounter such a thing.

The black-clothed warrior said: "Boy, if you dare to come to Wancao Valley to make trouble, you are simply asking for your own destruction."

While speaking, the man in black took out a thin piece of yellow paper from his pocket.

The moment he took out the yellow paper, the yellow paper was inexplicably ignited, and puffs of blue smoke came out, drifting into the dark night sky.

After finishing all this, the warrior in black clenched his fists and launched a fierce attack on Zheng Fan.

Every time he punches down, there is a lot of vigor, and the sound of whistling can be heard endlessly.

In just five seconds, dozens of punches have been thrown out in a row, and the strength of each punch is as heavy as several thousand catties.

Zheng Fan looked at the fist of the warrior in black, his body remained still, and he kicked his abdomen with his right foot.

Seeing Zheng Fan's kick, the warrior in black wanted to dodge, but Zheng Fan's speed was too fast.

A click sounded.

The body of the black-clothed warrior flew upside down from the ground like a kite with a broken thread, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth.

He could clearly feel that several of his ribs were broken, his lungs were displaced, and tiny cracks appeared.

The black-clothed warrior felt fortunate, if he hadn't been taking the pills and herbs of Wancao Valley all year round.

He was kicked by Zheng Fan, so he is probably dead now.

"Dare to come to Ten Thousand Grass Valley looking for death, don't even think about leaving here alive today." After the black-clothed warrior finished speaking, another mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs spewed out from his mouth.

The injuries on his body were too serious, and a slight force would make his life worse than death.

Zheng Fan walked slowly to the warrior in black and stretched out his right hand, ready to kill him.

At this moment, voices came from the forest on both sides of the stone steps.

"Where is the arrogant boy who dares to come to the Ten Thousand Grass Valley to make trouble."

"Where is a place like Myriad Grass Valley that a person like you can be presumptuous?"

As the voice fell, several figures appeared in front of Zheng Fan one after another, protecting the warrior in black behind him.

(End of this chapter)