Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 582 Towards the Heyday
Zheng Fan ignored Ji Annan's ugly expression, and said in a cold tone, "I'll ask you one last time, whether Zheng Jiayi is alive."

His patience has a limit. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't use the soul search technique frequently, Zheng Fan would have already used the soul search method directly.

Ji Annan's handsome face was already red and swollen from being slapped by him.

He knew that what happened in front of him was not a nightmare, but something that really happened.

Ji Annan looked at Zheng Fan with terrified eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Why should I tell you?"

He knew that if he said something, he would definitely die, and if he didn't say it, he might still have a chance to live.

That being the case, it is necessary to show courage in front of Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan listened to Ji Annan's words, stepped up his right foot and kicked towards Ji Annan's body.

bang.

Like a deflated ball, Ji Annan flew upside down tens of meters, piercing through the thick walls of the bar.

Zheng Fan's figure was extremely fast, and when Ji Annan's figure flew out backwards, he also flew out.

Before Ji Annan landed, he raised his foot again and kicked it towards Ji Annan's abdomen.

Click.

Click.

Ji Annan received Zheng Fan's kick, all the ribs on his chest were broken and turned into a pile of powder.

"Ah!" Ji Annan couldn't bear the pain coming from his body, and let out a wailing sound.

He never imagined that, as a disciple of Lingxu Sect, he would end up in such a fate one day.

The other party is not a child of the ancient martial arts family, but just an ordinary Yunzhou Patriarch.

Zheng Fan heard Ji Annan's screams like killing a pig, his expression was indifferent, and he continued to kick towards his face.

Snapped!
A crisp sound rang out.

Blood flowed from Ji Annan's head, cracks appeared in the bones of his head, and he was in a trance.

Zheng Fan looked at Ji Annan, whose face was covered in blood and looked at a loss, and said coldly: "If you don't say anything, I will extract your soul."

Ji Annan was originally going to be tough to the end, but now after being beaten up by Zheng Fan, let alone hardened, his bones were all broken, and he couldn't even stand upright.

He believed that what Zheng Fan said, what he didn't say, his soul would really be extracted.

As a sorcerer, Ji Annan understood the pain of being refined from the soul.

Because he had seen with his own eyes that the head teacher of Lingxu Sect extracted the soul of a strong man.

That kind of pain, just thinking about it, made his hair stand on end, and a biting chill swept over his whole body.

"Zheng Jiayi is not dead. I don't know where she went. Our Lingxu Sect disciples are still chasing her everywhere. Once she is caught or killed, I will know for sure." Ji Annan spoke very quickly, worried that she would say If you slow down, you will be beaten again by Zheng Fan.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zheng Fan and said, "Can you spare my life, and I will be your informant after I go back?"

Until now, Ji Annan was still thinking about how to escape from Zheng Fan's hands and return to the Lingxu Gate.

Inform the head teacher of Lingxu Sect about Zheng Fan, and believe that with the temper of the head teacher of Lingxu Sect, Zheng Fan will definitely die badly.

Hearing Ji Annan's words, Zheng Fan gave him a desperate look, and a soft white light glowed on the tip of his right finger.

The soft white light shot straight towards Ji Annan's eyebrows like a bullet.

puff!
From between Ji Annan's eyebrows, blood gushed out like a spring.

He looked unwilling, and looked at Zheng Fan with resentment in his eyes, wishing he could turn into a ghost and trouble Zheng Fan.

In the end, he couldn't do anything, and completely lost his vitality and fell to the ground.

Zheng Fan now knows that Zheng Jiayi has not been caught by the people of Lingxumen, and now the people of Lingxumen are searching for her whereabouts.

He was going to go directly to Lingxumen and kill all the Lingxumen in the secret realm.

However, there are special means of entering and exiting the secret realm. Even if it is as strong as Zheng Fan, with his current realm, he cannot rely on his own strength to go there.

Wang Hao, Zhang Gui and others watched as Zheng Fan easily beheaded the extremely arrogant Ji Annan.

Cold sweat broke out on their bodies immediately, their bodies were shaking, and they looked like they were unable to stand steadily, and they were about to fall to the ground at any time.

Zheng Fan looked calm, as if he had done a trivial thing, and walked out of the bar, not afraid of someone chasing him behind him.

After Zheng Fan completely left the bar, the oppressive pressure on Wang Hao, Zhang Gui and the others disappeared like a hill.

One by one, they kept reaching out their hands to wipe off the cold sweat that flowed from their bodies, and they spoke one after another as if they were still alive after a catastrophe.

"What should I do? Did Ji Annan die here?"

"If people from Lingxu Sect know, our families will definitely suffer."

"Hurry back and tell father, let them contact the elders of Lingxu Sect, and push the blame to Zheng Fan, so as not to let us die."

Lingxu Gate is located in the secret place of Wuyun Mountain, and there are many ancient palaces and pavilions.

Here is lush greenery, beautiful mountains and clear waters, and colorful butterflies flying.

From time to time, one or two lively and lovely little white rabbits can be seen playing in the haystack.

A man with white hair, eyes as deep as an abyss, and skin like old bark on his body looked at the many Lingxu Sect disciples below, and asked slowly: "Have the three elders brought Zheng Fan back yet?"

The three elders were always quick in their work, but this time they were late in returning, which made him worry about accidents.

Many disciples of Lingxu Sect standing under the hall, heard the head teacher's words, they were all silent, like dumb.

The head teacher of Lingxu Sect, Ji Potian, looked at the elder and many disciples below who were silent, frowned slightly, and said coldly, "Are you all dumb?"

Hearing Ji Potian's words, an elder from Lingxu Sect just opened his mouth and whispered: "Master, I contacted them yesterday, and they said they have found Zheng Fan, and they are probably trying their best to hunt down Zheng Fan now. Time to contact me."

Everyone in Lingxu Sect heard what the elder said, and said one after another: "What kind of a thing is Zheng Fan? I believe that with the power of the three elders, we can catch him immediately."

"After capturing Zheng Fan, our Lingxu Sect has the formula of life potion, and we will definitely become one of the strongest existences in the hermit sect and ancient martial family." Some people are already imagining the future situation when Zheng Fan is captured.

Ji Potian listened to the words of the disciples of the Lingxu Sect below the hall, and said, "The Lingxu Sect is finally in my hands and has become prosperous."

Suddenly, a disciple of the Lingxu Gate guarding the exit of the secret realm hurried into the palace.

The disciple looked panic-stricken. The moment he entered, he knelt down on the hall, looked at Ji Potian sitting above the hall, and said with trepidation: "Master, something big has happened."

The elders and disciples of the Lingxu Sect in the palace are immersed in the fantasy that the Lingxu Sect is about to enter its heyday.

Hearing this disciple's nervous words now, he felt displeased, thinking that he had spoiled his taste.

Is it possible that something else can happen that can make Lingxumen panic.

(End of this chapter)