The Steward Demonic Emperor

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"There is the road up the mountain."

Half an hour later, Zhuo Fan and the small beggar protruded their heads in the bushes in front of a narrow mountain road.

Zhuo Fan looked away, and saw that there were more than thirty guards there, all of whom were strong above the bone-forging realm, and he could not help frowning.

With his current strength, with the third grade magic treasure evil moon wheel and natal blood infant, it is not difficult to break through. But the question is how to pass silently.

Otherwise, once there is movement here, it will inevitably attract elders who are here. Coupled with the Xuan family's Tianxuan strong man, I am afraid he will be difficult to escape.

After thinking for a moment, Zhuo Fan shook his head helplessly. It seems that if he wants to go up the mountain, he has to rely on the little beggar to lead the way.

"Xiaoning, where is your secret passage?"

Zhuo Fan looked back at the little beggar, but the little beggar did not seem to have eased from the previous fright. Although the tears in his eyes had dried, his nose was still pumping.

"You ... you come with me ..." Suddenly sniffed, the little beggar and Zhuo Fan disappeared into the trees again.

Zhuo Fan looked helpless for a while, how could this kid have less courage than a mouse? Since seeing his shot before, this kid has been scared to cry all the time, and now he hasn't eased.

Those who have been injured are the enemies chasing you, but not your loved ones. Why are you crying all the time?

Zhuo Fan's heart is defamatory, but there is no way, who let himself have promised him. What he fears most now is that after taking the little beggar up the mountain, his ears will never be clean in the face of so many fierce spirit beasts.

With a long sigh, Zhuo Fan followed the little beggar for a while among the gloomy woods. I didn't know how long it took before I found a cave just enough for one person to enter and leave by a secret river.

"It's just here ..." The little beggar tried to stop crying, but his body still shuddered. "I ... When I was a kid, I often hid my father and played with my brothers from here on the mountain!"

Zhuo Fan raised his eyebrows, looked at the cave, and the surrounding environment, and nodded secretly. It is extremely secretive. If the locals lead the way, where can outsiders find this hole?

Presumably this was also found by the little beggar and his brothers playing indiscriminately, otherwise they would have been taken care of by the people of Ghost Valley.

"Okay, Xiao Ning, you go first, I will follow!"

Zhuo Fan yelled and pushed the little beggar. Although he didn't think there would be any conspiracy in it, his years of habit still made him cautious everywhere.

The little beggar also knew what was going on, white angrily at him, and then bent over to prepare for the hole.

However, at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded.

"Ning'er, stop!"

Uh!

The sound of breaking the sky, a huge figure suddenly appeared in front of the two. This man is about forty years old, dressed in a Chinese suit, and has a burly figure. A pair of big eyes gleamed, and the strong man's domineering loomed out.

"Forest in the Bone Realm Peak!"

Zhuo Fan's brow furrowed, his fists tightened unconsciously, "Are you the owner of the Xue family, Xue Wanlong?"

"good eyesight!"

Xue Wanlong applauded and nodded, saying lightly: "Did the old man's eldest son Xue Gang hurt you?"

"Good," Zhuo Fan smiled slightly, and said softly, "He wants to take me away, I'm already very polite without asking him to die!"

"What, your people?"

Hearing his words, Xue Wanlong couldn't help but stunned, a pair of giant eyes deeply looked at the little beggar behind Zhuo Fan. The little beggar blushed and hurriedly hid behind Zhuo Fan.

For a time, Xue Wanlong's expression was extremely weird.

"father!"

At this moment, a call came, and then a young boy in white came to Xue Wanlong's side, and when he saw the little beggar, he could not help laughing out loud: "Hahaha ... What am I talking about, Ning'er Must be hiding here. "

"Dad, let me help you get him back!"

The young man laughed loudly, not caring about Zhuo Fan at all, and rushed towards the little beggar in one step.

His mother, this kid is too unpredictable, when the old man is air!

Zhuo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a anger secretly in his heart. When the teenager came near, a red light flashed suddenly in his hand.

Suddenly, the young man felt his breath stagnate, and his blood burst. At this very moment, Zhuo Fan shot like lightning and grabbed his neck. When his hands were tight, his entire body could not move.

"What do you want to do?" Xue Wanlong was shocked and exclaimed.

He never expected that his son would be so easily controlled by the boy in front of him.

In fact, at the beginning, he had already seen Zhuo Fan's ability to gather energy. So he was still wondering how such a person seriously wounded his eldest son and a group of guards?

But now, he finally understands why!

Compared to his two good sons who were carefully cultivated in the family, Zhuo Fan is more like a fierce beast killed in a **** wind. Although the cultivation is weak, the timing of the shots is extremely fierce and decisive. One move to defeat the enemy, and even one to death.

In front of Zhuo Fan, his two sons are like flowers in the greenhouse, and they are not opponents at all.

A strange smile appeared on his face, Zhuo Fan raised the young boy high and said coldly: "The five-pronged way of gathering energy, presumably this is your second son, Xue Lin."

"Release him soon, otherwise the old man will never let you go!" Xue Wanlong shouted angrily.

With a cold smile, Zhuo Fan shook his head recklessly: "If I really let him go, you really won't let me go!"

"Master Xue, no matter what grievance Xiaoning has with you, he is now my own. I only hope you can stop there! Otherwise, ..."

With that, Zhuo Fan's hands slammed hard, and Xue Lin's breath immediately stagnated, his tongue sticking out: "Then you will collect your son's body!"

"No!"

Xue Wanlong hadn't said anything yet. The little beggar had grabbed Zhuo Fan's arm and shook it back and forth, his eyes full of begging.

Zhuo Fan was stunned, this little beggar's brain is out of order, how can he speak to the enemy again?

Xue Wanlong looked at the two, and his eyes were complicated. But soon, as if he had made up his mind, his face became calm.

This made Zhuo Fan stunned, a little unclear.

"Boy, what's your name?" Xue Wanlong said lightly.

Zhuo Fan smiled slightly: "I am alone, I am not afraid of you seeking revenge. I am not afraid to tell you, Zhuofan!"

"Okay, Zhuofan! Do you have to protect him anyway today?" Xue Wanlong pointed to the little beggar, and his eyes were unprecedentedly serious.

With a cold snort, Zhuo Fan firmly said: "He is my person, I will naturally guarantee it to the end!"

"Okay, let's make a bet. You let my son go first, and you take my ten strokes. If it's within ten strokes, I can't win. From now on, the old man will stop chasing him.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Zhuofan thought for a moment, revealing a strange smile. With a flick of his hand, he threw the Xuelin back.

"Good, aren't you afraid of me?" Xue Wanlong's eyes flashed with praise, loudly.

With a chuckle, Zhuo Fan said lightly: "If I want to kill him, you can't stop it!"

"Big words are not ashamed!" Hearing this, Xue Wanlong shouted angrily, "Ten strokes, take it!"

As soon as the words fell, Xue Wanlong rushed towards Zhuo Fan, and the powerful momentum of the forging bone realm peak was unreservedly pressed against him. But Zhuo Fan still didn't change his face and stood there quietly.

Xue Wanlong's eyebrows shook, but his heart praised.

However, before he rushed to Zhuo Fan, Zhuo Fan slammed, not only did he not hide, but also rushed forward. This can't help but make Xue Wanlong feel inexplicable. It stands to reason that even if this kid has rich combat experience, it is absolutely impossible to compete with the masters of Forging Bone Realm! But what ...

But the next moment, he knew the reason.

But seeing Zhuo Fan's hands shining, the evil moon wheel was already in his hands. With the gleaming silver light, Zhuo Fan suddenly accelerated, and immediately approached Xue Wanlong. A round from bottom to top, cut straight to him!

"Sanpin Magic Treasure?"

Seeing this, Xue Wanlong couldn't help but panic. Quickly turn around and flash away!

However, at this moment, a red light burst out from Zhuo Fan's body and flew straight to Xue Wanlong.

"It worked!"

Zhuo Fan grinned, showing a cold smile with a murderous intention.

But at this moment, a sudden change!

When the blood infant was about to fly into Xue Wanlong's body, he was bounced back with a "touch". Affected by this rebound, Zhuo Fan was connected with the blood infant's life, and his heart and blood swelled for a while. When the hand is skewed, the evil moon wheel is actually misaligned.

With a silver blade, Xue Wanlong's cheeks crossed like a meteor.

After both of them stopped, Zhuo Fan had stood at the place where Xue Wanlong was originally, his face full of dignity. He had just planned to use Xueying to control his body when Xue Wanlong focused his attention on this evil moon wheel!

But I never imagined that the blood infant would be bounced back, and it affected him also in the round.

Turning around, I saw Xue Wanlong's chest flashing, Zhuo Fan's eyes shrunk, and he exclaimed, "Second defensive magic treasure?"

Now he finally knew the reason, and he became more and more heavy under his heart.

The other party has a second-grade magic treasure body protection, then the blood babies he gathers in the atmosphere are completely useless. In the next battle, he can only rely on the evil moon wheel.

However, he was still bored with the next battle, but Xue Wanlong was already so shocked that his chin was about to fall.

Where can he think that a cultivator who has gathered five strengths has such terrible fighting power? Just now, his head was about to be completely cut off by the magic treasure.

Thanks to him, he also made a big word and asked the boy to take ten tricks and let them go.

His grandmother, according to this situation, don't say that he took his own ten strokes. Within these ten strokes, it is already very good that I can keep my head!

Thinking of this, he looked at the chain mail of his heart again, and could not help secretly sighing. Fortunately, before he went out, his father warned him that the person who took away Ning'er this time might be a terrifying opponent, and asked him to bring his family's ancestral sky mail. Otherwise, it is estimated that the kid would kill himself in a second.

Although the role of the blood infant is still unclear, he has already felt that as long as the red light enters the body, he will definitely be dead!

Thinking of this, he looked at Zhuofan as if to eat his gloomy eyes, and his cold sweat could not stop.

He was the first time such a terrible opponent. Especially this opponent is just a cultivator who gathers five atmospheres!

"His mother, this kid, is it a monster ..." Xue Wanlong couldn't help but take a breath of gas ...