Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 951

This group of half-human, half-demon middle-aged strong men in black armor had bloodshot eyes when they rushed towards Zheng Fan, like beasts that had lost their minds.

Zheng Fan looked at this group of people, clenched his fist with his right hand, and blasted towards the half-demon who was closest to him like a mountain.

puff.

The black armor on the half demon's body shattered, and he flew upside down for tens of meters.

The rest of the half-monsters changed their expressions drastically when they saw their companions being smashed into pieces of the armor of the god-level defensive spirit weapon and magic weapon by Zheng Yuan.

They feel that Zheng Fan's physical strength is too strong, if they go up one by one, they will definitely be easily defeated by Zheng Fan.

The remaining dozen or so half-demons immediately changed their strategy and stopped relying on brute force.

They immediately arranged them in special positions, and opened their hands together, transferring their own spiritual power to another person.

In the end, all the spiritual power of more than a dozen half-demons was input to the leader.

The half-demon standing at the forefront, his body was boiling with spiritual power, and the spiritual power was constantly leaking out of his body, giving people a terrifying feeling.

Even if he was as strong as Xie Feifei and Zheng Jiayi, he could feel the terrifying aura emanating from that person.

It seemed that a single punch could make the two of them bloody.

Xie Feifei and Zheng Jiayi looked at Zheng Fan and murmured softly: "Be careful, run away if you can't beat him."

Listening to Xie Feifei and Zheng Jiayi's words, Yu He sneered, "Run? Since you hit me, don't even think about running away."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the leading half-demon subordinate, "Destroy him for me."

"Yes!" Standing at the forefront, the half-demon was full of spiritual energy, with fierce eyes and bloodshot eyes.

When he finished saying yes, his figure flashed and disappeared out of thin air.

When he reappeared, he had already come behind Zheng Fan, swung a violent punch, and punched Zheng Fan down.

Zheng Fan felt that the half-demon was right behind him, so he didn't dodge, letting the opponent's fist fall on him.

boom.

There was a loud muffled bang.

The half-demon who punched Zheng Fan felt that his arm was hitting Zheng Fan as if hitting an extremely hard steel.

At this moment, the entire arm exploded into blood mist.

"Ah!" The half-demon is a race that can tolerate pain, but now it can't tolerate any pain.

The main reason is that it hurts too much. If this kind of pain is replaced by an ordinary immortal cultivator, I am afraid that he would have fainted from the pain.

Zheng Fan looked at the half-demon who was wailing mournfully behind him, and said with a sneer, "It's my turn."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and punched him.

This punch didn't have any fancy moves, just pure power.

boom.

Gathered a dozen or so half-demons with half-demon spiritual power, their armor shattered, their bodies flew upside down, fell heavily to the ground, their bodies twitched for a moment, and then became silent.

A dozen or so half-demons without much spiritual power felt panic when they saw Zheng Fan's brute strength and body as strong as a magic weapon.

What kind of existence is this, or is the young man in front of him a strong man in the ancient clan?
Yu He Wanwan never expected that his subordinates would lose so completely.

He looked at Zheng Fan and said in a trembling voice, "Give me a chance, I'll call my father out."

Yu He is very afraid now, afraid that Zheng Fan will kill him if he doesn't give him a second chance.

Zheng Fan said flatly, "It's not necessary."

"Yes...it is necessary." Yu He's body trembled so badly that he was about to cry, "I don't want to die yet."

Where has he encountered such a crisis, he has always been the only one who bullies others, and has never been bullied at all.

Zheng Fan came to Yu He, saw his body trembling violently, raised his foot, controlled his strength, and stepped on Yu He's body hard.

This step, no more, no less, exactly one hundred feet.

The half-monsters around watched Zheng Fan's tricks and swallowed hard.

They wanted to stop Zheng Fan from beating their young master like this, but they thought that after they stopped, they might suffer disaster.

The half-demon subordinates directly pretended to faint, ignoring Yu He who was being beaten.

His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his whole body was not intact. When he looked at Zheng Fan, it was as if he had seen a devil.

His voice trembled, his articulate words were already slurred, "But...you can let me go."

Zheng Fan didn't pay attention to Yu He's words, and stretched out his hand to hold Yu He's collar like a chicken or duck. He turned around and looked at Xie Feifei and Zheng Jiayi who were stupefied, "What are you doing in a daze? Come with me."

Xie Feifei and Zheng Jiayi, listening to Zheng Fan's words, immediately followed behind him.

A dozen or so half-demons who were pretending to be dead watched Zheng Fan walking towards the woodland with a sneer on the corners of their mouths.

They knew how much their king protected Yu He, if Zheng Fan treated Yu He like this, the end would be absolutely miserable.

Yu He was carried by Zheng Fan, still fearful in his heart, secretly praying for his father to come out quickly.

If you don't come out again, I'm afraid I will have to explain my little life here today.

Zheng Fan, Xie Feifei, and Zheng Jiayi walked in the dense forest for nearly half an hour when they saw a house in front of them.

These houses are all made of vines as thick as buckets. They look weird, but they are extremely solid.

Nowadays, no one lives in these houses, and every half-demon goes to the sacrificial square to pay homage to the Nine Profound Immortal Venerable.

Yu He, who was carried in Zheng Fan's hand, saw no one here, and immediately said: "My father and the others are in the memorial square, and I will show you the way."

He was afraid that there would be no one here, so Zheng Fan killed him directly.

"No need." Zheng Fan's voice was cold, and he walked towards the memorial square according to his past memory.

Xie Feifei and Zheng Jiayi didn't speak a word along the way, they followed behind Zheng Fan silently.

As for why Zheng Fan regards this place as familiar as his own home, he never bothered to ask.

They also knew that there was no need to ask about some things, and Zheng Fan would naturally say what should be said.

Seeing that Zheng Fan was so familiar with his family, Yu He felt more and more uneasy.

He even began to suspect in his heart that Zheng Fan was a strong man in the ancient clan, and he came here to slaughter them.

After all, the ancient clan back then was suppressed by the Nine Profound Immortal Venerable.

His own father has a close relationship with Jiuxuan Immortal Venerable, and it is said that he even had a fight when he was a child.

Thinking that it might be the Gu Clan who came to slaughter them, Yu He felt worse and worse, his eyes were full of despair, and asked in a low voice, "Are you from the Gu Clan?"

Zheng Fan listened to Yu He's words, ignored them, and continued walking towards the square.

Seeing that Zheng Fan ignored him, Yu He became more and more convinced that his guess was correct.

In front of Zheng Fan, there is a huge square that can accommodate more than 2000 people.

Now the square is densely packed with men, women and children wearing black linen clothes and a pair of antlers on their heads, all looking towards Zheng Fan.

The lead, a thin, white-haired man with a very young appearance, looked at Zheng Fan holding Yu He in his hand, with a calm expression, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

(End of this chapter)