Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 903

The slaves of Zhuge's family saw a young man dressed in white walking in with an unfamiliar face, with a solemn expression on his face, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

The head of Zhuge Qingshan had just been thrown in on the front foot, and such a young man walked in on the back foot.

Steward Zhuge looked at Zheng Fan and said with a serious expression, "You killed Zhuge Qingshan?"

He guessed in his heart that Zhuge Qingshan's death had a lot to do with Zheng Fan.

The rest of the slaves, listening to Steward Zhuge's words, all stared angrily, full of murderous intent.

If he didn't know the cultivation level of the young man in front of him, he would have beaten him half to death long ago, waiting for Master Zhuge's accountability.

Zheng Fan said flatly, "I killed it."

After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "If he wants to cheat me, he will naturally be killed by me. If you want to kill me, naturally you will also die."

Zheng Fan's words were so arrogant to the extreme that Zhuge's slaves clenched their fists tightly, wishing to beat Zheng Fan's heart to pieces.

Steward Zhuge has lived most of his life, and he is definitely not a reckless person.

He looked at Zheng Fan with a calm face, smiled and said: "What the little brother said, if Zhuge Qingshan somehow provoked you and was slaughtered by you, you can only blame him for his inferior skills."

Zhuge's slaves, listening to the steward's words, knew in their hearts that the steward Zhuge was definitely keeping Zheng Fan safe and waiting for the arrival of Master Zhuge.

After all, Zhuge Qingshan is the butler's illegitimate son.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to run out of Zhuge's mansion every day, cheating people to make money.

Zheng Fan listened to Steward Zhuge's words, and said calmly: "I don't care whether your words are true or not, I only want jade now."

He is now in a hurry to get high-quality jade to set up the teleportation circle, and went to Tianxuan Palace to find Xu Wanqing, Zheng Jiayi, and Xie Feifei.

After all, when they entered the city earlier, they had already heard that there was a crisis in Tianxuan Palace, which might kill Xu Wanqing, Zheng Jiayi, and Xie Feifei.

Steward Zhuge heard that Zheng Fan wanted jade, and said with a smile: "If you want jade, you have to ask the masters of the Zhuge family. As a slave, I am not qualified to do so."

"Tell your master to come see me." Zheng Fan said flatly.

Seeing what Zheng Fan said, Zhuge Steward immediately turned and left.

The moment he turned around, a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As long as the master arrives, the untouchable Zheng Fan will be gone.

Seeing that Zheng Fan was so arrogant, the servants asked their master to meet him in person.

You must know that in Yong'an City in the past, no matter how lofty your status and strength are.

Under the golden signboard of the Zhuge family, everyone has to be respectful.

But thinking that Zheng Fan might be beaten into a mess by his master later, there was a weird smile on his face.

Not long after, a young man wearing a silver-white brocade gown, with an extraordinary bearing like a gentleman, walked slowly towards Zheng Fan.

Behind this handsome young man, Steward Zhuge lowered his head with a look of panic.

When Zhuge's servants saw this young man coming, they all lowered their heads, not daring to face the master.

They know how violent this master is. If they look at him, they will be beaten severely, and the point is that their lives will be lost.

Zhuge Yunmin, who was wearing a silver-white long coat, looked at Zheng Fan's calm face and showed a gentle smile, "Little brother, do you want jade?"

"En." Zheng Fan nodded lightly.

Zhuge Yunmin smiled and said: "If you can trust me, how about going to the Jade Palace with me?"

The Jade Palace is the palace where the Zhuge family used to store jade.

Zheng Fan said: "Okay."

While speaking, Zhuge Yunmin led Zheng Fan towards the Jade Palace.

Steward Zhuge looked at the backs of Zheng Fan and Zhuge Yunmin leaving, with a ferocious smile on his face, his eyes were vicious and said: "If you dare to kill the slaves of Zhuge's family, even if you are the king of heaven, I will die."

The rest of the slaves listened to the words of the old steward, and all agreed there, believing that Zheng Fan must die.

This young master Zhuge Yunmin looks gentle and gentle, but his heart is extremely vicious.

At a young age, he has already reached the late stage of the realm of transforming gods.

Zheng Fan fell into his hands, and he didn't know how he died.

Zhuge Yunmin led Zheng Fan, walked for less than 10 minutes, and stopped in a garden full of peach trees, stopped, and whispered to himself: "I like shooting in the peach forest the most in my life." Kill the prey, and after the prey dies, cut off the meat of the prey one by one, and bury it under each peach tree."

Zheng Fan listened to Zhuge Yunmin's words and said with a faint smile, "And then?"

The smile on Zhuge Yunmin's face was still gentle, giving people a very gentle feeling, "Then you are going to die here!"

After the words fell, Zhuge Yunmin grasped the claw with his right hand, and grabbed Zheng Fan's heart fiercely with the momentum of thunder.

It seemed as if he wanted to dig out Zheng Fan's heart.

Zheng Fan said calmly, "You want to kill me with this trick?"

After the words fell, Zhuge Yunmin struck Zheng Fan's heart with a sharp blow.

Click.

A crisp sound rang out.

Zhuge Yunmin felt a piercing pain in his right hand.

He could clearly feel that all the bones in his right hand were shattered.

Zhuge Yunmin's face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he no longer had the gentle image he had before.

He looked at Zheng Fan with a ferocious expression, and asked, "You dog, I'm going to kill you Ling Chi."

After the words fell, more than 20 immortal cultivators in the realm of transforming gods appeared near the Taolin.

These more than 20 immortal cultivators in the realm of transforming gods, each of them has a strong aura.

Just looking at it from a distance gives people a kind of spiritual shock.

As if these people were invincible gods of war.

Zhuge Yunmin looked at more than 20 slaves of the Zhuge family who were in the realm of transforming gods, and said with vicious eyes: "What are you still doing in a daze, kill him quickly."

As soon as the words fell, more than 20 immortal cultivators in the realm of transforming gods, like human-shaped tyrannosaurs, ruthlessly assassinated Zheng Fan.

Zhuge Yunmin watched this scene, endured the severe pain from his right hand, looked at Zheng Fan with resentment in his eyes, and said viciously: "Don't kill him, let me slowly torture him to death first."

He was confident in his heart that more than 20 immortal cultivators in the realm of transforming gods came out, no matter how strong Zheng Fan was, they would be dead after all.

Zheng Fan watched as more than 20 people in the realm of transforming gods used their strongest methods, bombarding him with fierce killing momentum.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, quietly watching the ultimate moves of the group of immortal cultivators approaching him.

When these killer moves were about to reach Zheng Fan's body, the fierce power remained undiminished, but stagnated inexplicably.

It seemed that there was some transparent city wall in front of Zheng Fan, blocking their offensive.

"What's the matter with this kid?"

"Could it be that he is in the Void Realm?"

"Could it be that he is a direct disciple of a first-class sect?"

Twenty or so immortal cultivators in the realm of transforming gods watched the scene in front of them, and their hearts were inexplicably shocked. A chill flowed from the soles of their feet to their bodies.

(End of this chapter)