Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 840 Who Did This?
Zheng Fan looked indifferent, holding a seven-color long sword in his hand, and leisurely came to the fourth floor of the mahogany tower.

They didn't pay any attention to Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang on the fourth floor.

He used spiritual voice transmission: "Is there a breath of great medicine here?"

Nine-tailed Fox Qi Ling shook his head and said, "No, but it's much stronger than the third floor downstairs, it should be on the fifth floor."

Listening to the words of the nine-tailed fox spirit, Zheng Fan walked towards the fifth floor with leisurely steps.

Wei Kang and Ye Qingcheng's faces were pale, enduring the terrifying spiritual coercion emanating from the fourth floor of the mahogany tower, and forcibly forcibly.

When the two of them saw each other, they both wanted to kill each other with one move.

It turned out that the spiritual coercion on the fourth floor of the Redwood Pagoda was too fierce, as strong as they were at the peak of the Jindan realm, and there was no way to easily go to the fifth floor.

Where does the energy come from, to kill the opponent here.

Now he saw Zheng Fan with an indifferent expression and a relaxed expression appearing in front of him.

Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang looked at each other and sneered one after another.

They could tell that Zheng Fan's mental strength should be very strong.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to walk so leisurely and easily in the Redwood Pagoda.

If Zheng Fan is not killed together, then the qualification to enter the Star Gate will be taken away by Zheng Fan.

Wei Kang and Ye Qingcheng's faces turned pale because they were under tremendous mental pressure.

They looked at Zheng Fan with a friendly smile on their faces, "Little friend, you are talented, which family do you belong to?"

"Little friend, if you are successfully selected by the Tianxingmen and become an inner disciple, then Wushuang City will become famous because of you."

Zheng Fan listened to the hypocritical smiles of Wei Kang and Ye Qingcheng, and ignored their words.

He only wanted to enter the fifth floor of the Redwood Tower now, and wanted to get the medicine.

Let yourself go to the next level and reach the state of fit as soon as possible.

Wei Kang and Ye Qingcheng, seeing that Zheng Fan ignored them, went straight to the fifth floor of the Redwood Tower.

If Zheng Fan is allowed to go up easily, Zheng Fan will definitely occupy the quota of direct disciples of Tianxingmen.

The two of them absolutely cannot bear this kind of thing to happen.

Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang looked at Zheng Fan's back with killing intent in their eyes.

They took out their respective magic weapons and prepared to attack Zheng Fan.

Even if they lost to Zheng Fan, Zheng Fan didn't dare to do anything to them since they thought they had family protection.

Zheng Fan walked in front, with a strong spiritual sense, he felt the keen killing intent of Wei Kang and Ye Qingcheng, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Die to me!" Wei Kang and Ye Qingcheng suddenly jumped up, holding a long sword and a big knife in their hands, and slashed at Zheng Fan's head and back fiercely.

When Wei Kang and Ye Qingcheng unleashed this attack, they only wanted to kill with one blow.

Gather all of your own spiritual power into the magic weapon of the spirit weapon.

Wei Kang and Ye Qingcheng, the swords and swords in their hands trembled and shone with dazzling light.

When he was only a dozen centimeters away from Zheng Fan's back, he seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall.

When Wei Kang and Ye Qingcheng saw this scene, surprise flashed in their eyes.

Inside the fourth floor of the mahogany tower, the spiritual coercion is so powerful.

It is difficult for them to deal with these mental pressures alone.

Now it is their limit to take action against Zheng Fan.

But it never occurred to Zheng Fan that not only did he deal with it easily, but he didn't even use his methods.

It was so easy to easily block their charged blow.

hum!
The sabers and long swords in the hands of Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang trembled continuously.

In a short time, all the big knives and long swords in his hands were shattered into powder.

puff!
Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang's faces were pale, without a trace of blood, and they spit out a big mouthful of blood.

The whole person was like a kite with a broken string, staggering and hitting the wall of the mahogany tower.

Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang smashed against the sturdy mahogany tower wall, smashing their bones to pieces.

The pain caused the two of them to scream like slaughtered pigs.

Today's them, let alone hands, can't even move their bodies.

Zheng Fan's expression was indifferent, and he turned to look at Wei Kang and Ye Qingcheng, who were in pain.

Feeling Zheng Fan's cold gaze, Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang felt despair in their hearts.

They looked at Zheng Fan and said in a trembling voice, "This little brother, just wanted to exchange ideas, there is no other meaning."

"Wu Shuang City has been advocating force since ancient times, so we just fought against the little brother."

Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang no longer wanted to kill Zheng Fan.

Now I just want to leave the Redwood Tower alive.

After all, as long as Zheng Fan reaches the fifth floor, with his talent, he will definitely be selected as a disciple of the Tianxingmen.

The worst thing is the status of an outer disciple.

As disciples of the Star Gate, Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang didn't have the courage to do it.

When the time comes to anger the Tianxingmen, I am afraid that the Ye family and the city lord's mansion will be bloodbathed.

Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang talked a lot, but Zheng Fan remained silent.

Cold sweat poured out of their foreheads like rain, tremblingly said: "I am the eldest son of the Ye family in Wushuang City, and the future heir of the Ye family. After the meeting is over, how about we have a drink together?"

Wei Kang also said, "I'm the son of the Lord of Wushuang City, and I'd like to treat my little brother to a drink later."

They reported their identities in the hope that Zheng Fan would not kill them.

Zheng Fan had a cold face, after listening to Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang's words, he said indifferently: "Is this your last words?"

When Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang heard the last words, they were so scared that they wet their pants.

A smell of urine filled the four floors of the Redwood Tower.

"Don't kill me, don't."

"Father save me, father save me."

Seeing that Zheng Fan insisted on killing him, Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang shouted loudly.

They hope that their father can save themselves in the first place.

Zheng Fan chuckled and said, "Since you want to see your father so much, I will grant it to you."

As soon as the words fell, Zheng Fan's seven-colored long sword slashed towards the necks of Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang with a terrifying aura.

puff.

Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang's heads were separated from their necks.

Their eyes were wide open, looking at their necks that were bleeding continuously like a fountain, their eyes were resentful.

With a wave of Zheng Fan's right hand, the heads of Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang slammed into the solid wall of the mahogany pagoda.

bang.

There was a dull bang.

The heads of Ye Qingcheng and Wei Kang smashed through the fourth floor wall of the mahogany pagoda and flew towards the crowd outside the mahogany pagoda.

After finishing all this, Zheng Fan continued to walk towards the fifth floor of the Redwood Tower as if he had done a trivial thing.

Outside the mahogany tower.

Not long after the heads of Ye Qingcheng and Weikang were thrown out, there was an uproar immediately.

"Who did this?"

"Why did my son die here?"

(End of this chapter)