Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 81 Vicious
A bang sounded.

Xie Bayu changed direction and continued to kill Wang Yifa.

He could no longer tolerate Wang Yifa's actions. He actually wanted to kill himself with a dark gun, so he had to be killed.

Taking advantage of the moment when Xie Bayu changed his position, Wang Yifa said to the dazed Xu Hanbing, "Hurry up and shoot, or we will all die here."

Xu Hanbing heard the word death, thought of Lin Dewang's horrific death just now, picked up the pistol in a panic, and pressed the trigger tremblingly.

boom.

boom.

boom.

Xu Hanbing fired three shots in a row.

With the momentum to penetrate everything, the three bullets shot across Xie Bayu's eyebrows, heart, and bridge of nose.

Seeing this scene, Xie Bayu immediately changed his body position to avoid being hit by bullets.

Now that his physical injury has not healed, he can't use the methods of Huaxuan Master, otherwise, with the strength of Huaxuan realm, if he slaps out with a slap, the bullets will automatically reflect back.

Just as Xie Bayu was dodging, Wang Yifa opened the door of the car, and deployed his own martial arts, wrapping his whole body with energy.

Wang Yifa was very fast, like a gust of wind, and appeared behind Xie Bayu in the blink of an eye.

"Old man, go to hell with me!" Wang Yifa clenched his fist with his left hand and hit Xie Bayu's waist hard. Holding a pistol in his right hand, he aimed at Xie Bayu's head.

Xie Bayu's waist was already injured, but now when he was dodging the bullet, he was punched severely by Wang Yifa, and he grinned his teeth in pain and let out a scream.

Wang Yifa ignored Xie Bayu's screams and quickly pulled the trigger.

Just as he was about to press the trigger of the pistol, there was a bang, and the blood-stained arm pierced through his chest.

The moment this hand appeared, all the power in Wang Yifa's body disappeared.

The pitch-black and cold pistol fell from Wang Yifa's hand to the ground with a clang.

Wang Yifa's complexion was as white as snow, and he turned his head to look with all his strength, wanting to see who was attacking him.

When he turned his head to look, he saw Zheng Fan's indifferent face appearing behind him.

He looked complicated, and said in disbelief: "You... aren't you a waste? How can you be so strong."

Wang Yifa is a martial artist in the middle stage of Mingjin realm. His physical strength is not very strong, but he is much stronger than ordinary people.

If he wanted to pierce through his heart with the strength of his hand, unless the opponent was a martial artist at the peak of Ming Jin, he couldn't do it at all.

Zheng Fan, who he always thought was a waste, unexpectedly turned out to be a martial artist above the Ming Jin realm.

Wang Yifa's pupils were wide open, and his eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.

Zheng Fan looked indifferent, and drew out his bloody right hand.

bang.

Wang Yifa lost his life and fell to the ground stiffly.

Xu Hanbing witnessed Zheng Fan killing Wang Yifa through his chest.

Her whole face was white, and her heart was beating violently.

Xu Hanbing saw Zheng Fan looking towards him, forced a smile on his face, trying to erase the tension in his heart.

"Zheng Fan, I'm innocent. They want to mess with you. If I don't stay with them, I will die." Xu Hanbing's eyes were watery, and he looked very pitiful.

Zheng Fan would not feel pity for Xu Hanbing at all, he took out a red jade pen from Wang Yifa and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, completely ignoring Xu Hanbing's performance.

Seeing Zheng Fan's indifferent face, Xu Hanbing became even more nervous.

She looked flustered and said: "Zheng Fan, we used to love each other, don't treat me like this."

Zheng Fan looked at Xu Hanbing with indifferent eyes, and said in a cold tone: "For a woman with a vicious heart like you, hell is more suitable for you."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and gently pinched it towards the void.

When Zheng Fan's palm was gently squeezed in the void, Xu Hanbing's body seemed to have been crushed by a heavy object, his face was pale, and his body was struggling desperately in the car.

After struggling for a while, Xu Hanbing's face was as white as flour, he completely lost the breath of life, and fell silently on the car without moving.

After dealing with Xu Hanbing, Zheng Fan came to Xie Bayu, looked at his weak face, took out a elixir from the small bottle, handed it to Xie Bayu and said: "Mr. Xie, you are seriously injured, take this pill The elixir can heal well."

These elixirs are all rare herbs obtained by Zheng Fan from Wancao Valley, and now all of them are refined into elixirs.

Xie Bayu looked at the small black pill Zheng Fan handed over, exuding a strong medicinal fragrance, and smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Zheng."

After the words fell, he immediately took the pill.

After taking the elixir, Xie Bayu only felt warm in his body, as if there was a warm current flowing slowly all over his body, which was very comfortable and a little itchy.

Soon, Xie Bayu felt that his physical injuries had healed, no different from before, and even a little stronger.

Xie Bayu looked at Zheng Fan with grateful eyes, and said, "I am willing to follow Mr. Zheng, and I will never regret it."

He knew that Zheng Fan's future achievements were absolutely limitless.

Now he should win over and follow Zheng Fan, so that he can also gain some benefits in the future.

Even a small amount, Xie Bayu believes, is enough for the Xie family to rise to become one of the best big families in Longshuo.

At this time, Ma Tianpei came out with the man wearing sunglasses.

With a faint smile on his face, he guessed that Zheng Fan and Xie Bayu had already been beaten to death.

Going out now is just in time to see them begging for mercy.

Ma Tianpei walked out of Furong Mall with big strides, pretending to be ignorant.

When he walked out of the gate of the mall and saw warriors with severed limbs and howling screams outside the gate, he couldn't help trembling in his heart.

"What... what's going on?" Ma Tianpei looked at the man with glasses and asked him what happened.

Didn't they agree to invite warriors to deal with Zheng Fan and Xie Bayu?Why are these martial artists worse than ordinary people, and they were beaten into such a virtue by two people.

The man with glasses shook his head when he saw the scene, "Mr. Ma, I don't know either."

He said with a trembling voice, "And I didn't call so many people."

While the man in glasses was speaking, he looked carefully, and suddenly saw that among the warriors who fell on the ground and howled, there was no warrior he called.

He looked at Ma Tianpei, grinned and said, "Mr. Ma, our people haven't come out yet. These people should be ordinary people. The bright warriors I invited are not so bad. They are all first-class and first-class." master."

"That's good." Ma Tianpei looked at the backs of Zheng Fan and Xie Bayu with cold eyes, and said, "Hurry up and call our warriors out, otherwise these two people will leave."

Listening to Ma Tianpei's words, the man with glasses nodded and said, "I'll call now."

With trembling hands, he picked up his cell phone and dialed the warrior's cell phone number.

Soon, the six dark warriors called by the man with glasses came out from the hiding place and headed towards Zheng Fan and Xie Bayu's car.

Six Ming Jin warriors came behind Zheng Fan and Xie Bayu, and said in a condescending tone, "Stop!"

"En?" Zheng Fan frowned slightly when he heard the warrior's voice.

Didn't the group of people before have been dealt with, why are there still guys who don't know how to live or die come out again.

Xie Bayu turned around, looked at the warrior who spoke, and said in a cold tone, "What do you want me to do?"

The warrior who was still very arrogant before saw Xie Bayu's figure, his legs were weak and his body was shaking.

"Thank... Mr. Xie, you... why are you here." The warrior's face turned pale, and he no longer had the previous arrogance.

He knew Xie Bayu's strength, the Huaxuan Grandmaster could beat him half to death with just a single palm.

(End of this chapter)