Chapter 333 Noble Man
As the voice fell, the smile on the skinny old man's face froze slightly. He looked at Mark and said in a hoarse voice, "How do you know that I practice Blood Demon Swastika."
After saying these words, the surrounding air seemed to become colder, and some dangerous aura emerged. The old man stared at Mark, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes.
"How could the powerful Xingyao be so shriveled up to this point if he hadn't overdrawn his roots." Ye Fan replied with a calm expression. He glanced at the old man who looked like his tail was being stepped on, and naturally knew that the other person was afraid, so he waved his hand.
"Senior, there is nothing to worry about. Please tell me why I practice this technique and what I have done by practicing this technique has nothing to do with this junior."
When these words came out, the old man's vigilance was slightly lowered, but he still stared at Mark and said in a low voice, "If you can recognize it, there is a way."
"If there is a way, you can take all the blood essence and blood away."
"Excessive use of the Blood Demon Swastika will damage the origin. Senior is close to running out of oil. If you want to continue, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky." Ye Fan replied, just shaking his head, "Senior must know this well. ”
"I don't need you to remind me." The old man replied, but he snatched the glass bottle from Ye Fan's hand, "If there is no other way, I will not change this blood essence."
"Senior, this is a bit aimed at the younger generation." Seeing that the old man seemed a little angry, Ye Fan was not in a hurry and remained calm, "There are not no ways, but I'm afraid these essences and blood are not enough."
"Whatever you need, I can find it for you." The old man said immediately.
"How can the way to extend one's life be exchanged for anything?" Ye Fan replied, looking at the old man, his eyes narrowed, "I want senior to work hard for me for ten years, both in front and behind the horse."
"Absurd!" After hearing this, the old man immediately became furious. "If I, Bo Kui, were willing to let others control me, I wouldn't have fallen to this!"
"If you let someone drive you, it depends on who you are."
Ye Fan just answered, waved his hand, and had no idea of continuing.
"Senior, please think carefully first. I live in No. 318, the student area. If you figure it out, you can come to my residence to find me."
After saying that, Ye Fan didn't stop, stood up and walked towards the road ahead.
This made Bo Kui a little uncomfortable. He watched the other party go away. After a slight pause, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
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"Ten Iron Heart Fruits in exchange for one Lunar Eclipse Fruit, can you make a deal?"
"Ten, a little bit less..."
"Twelve."
"make a deal!"
"..."
In front of the stall near the edge, Ye Fan completed the last transaction of the day. After putting away the eclipse fruits, he nodded with satisfaction and returned the way he came.
The evolutionary materials for the Little Tengu are actually not very rare. They are only rare because of how to match them accurately. However, after all, Nanchuan is remote and there are many things that you may not be able to find even if you know them.
Many powerful people from all walks of life in Mingxin Sect have helped Ye Fan solve a lot of troubles. In one day, except for the most important relic essence and blood, they have basically been collected by Ye Fan.
"This Bo Kui must have some plans." Passing by the previous stall, Bo Kui was no longer there, and Ye Fan had a smile in his eyes.
Ye Fan couldn't recognize the others, but this Bo Kui was a little special.
After all, if it weren't for him, how could he have obtained the Blood Demon Swastika and passed it on to Simba after improving it in this life.
"He has run out of fuel, his mind has fallen into madness, and he should do whatever it takes to continue his life." Thinking of something, Ye Fan's eyes were slightly gloomy.
In his last life, this Bo Kui also searched for a way to extend his life to no avail. Later, he got an evil cultivation method from nowhere, which specialized in using human blood to extend his life, and he hunted and killed his fellow disciples in the Mingxin Sect.
He seemed to be a killer, proficient in assassination and stealth, with a vicious mind, and committed crimes intensively and quickly. Without the elders noticing, dozens or hundreds of people were killed by him in a short period of time.
Ye Fan would encounter him, and naturally he would also become his hunting target, but he was much luckier. There was something wrong with Bo Kuixiu's evil cultivation method, and the lamp was exhausted caused by the Blood Demon Swastika, which made him In the end, he fell into the hands of Ye Fan. Although it was due to chance, it can also be said that he was killed head-on.
This battle can be regarded as Ye Fan's famous battle. It was precisely because of Bai Kui that Ye Fan got a spot in the Golden Scale Pond. Overnight, the carp turned into a dragon and began to leap into the ranks of the top geniuses.
"Speaking of which, he is still my nobleman." Thinking of this, Ye Fan sneered slightly, glanced around, and finally took it back, and quickly walked towards his residence.
And soon, a shadow followed like a maggot attached to the bone, hanging far away from Ye Fan.
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"Why is this boy so careless?"
In the distance, the same beautiful figure appeared from under the house. Looking at Ye Fan who seemed not to notice the person following him at all, Yun Yu frowned.
"Being followed by a traitor and still showing off his money, he has completely lost the vigilance of a cultivator."
"In the past few days, it seemed that he was much more stable than his ancestors, yet he is also such a careless master."
While speaking, it was obvious that Yun Yu was very dissatisfied with Ye Fan's performance today. She just stood there, looking at the shadow following Ye Fan, seeming to be thinking about whether to cut it off directly, but after a while, she still shook her head.
"It's okay to let this kid suffer some losses. You have to think carefully."
After saying that, Yun Yu put her hands behind her back and followed Ye Fan again in the direction he left, but just after taking a few steps, a tall figure blocked her.
"Yunyu, aren't you about to make a breakthrough? Why are you following a junior here?"
"Elder Mingzhi." Seeing this figure, Yunyu's eyes obviously changed. He bowed and saluted, and quickly replied: Yunyu is still at a bottleneck. It is not easy to become a king. Wandering around is also seeking a touch of good fortune. "
This statement obviously did not satisfy Elder Mingzhi. He just hummed and glanced at the direction Mark was leaving, but his eyes were slightly deep.
"This boy has a lot of murderous intent on him. He may not be the same as us. Just wait until he finds an opportunity and leave on his own. Putting more thought into it will be in vain."
"Yunyu understands." Hearing this, Yunyu nodded. Just as he was about to explain something, Elder Mingzhi spoke.
"I know your past, but when we broke up, wasn't it just because of your different ideas? Ye Zhantian has fallen. No matter what the reason is, it at least proves that his ideas are wrong. Now the time has come, it's time to prove your Is it time for the concept to be right?”
"But he has fallen. Who will show me whether I prove it or not?" Yun Yu couldn't help but speak, but this sentence revealed the fluctuation of her mood. As soon as the words came out, she also realized that something was wrong, and saw Elder Mingzhi cast his gaze, and his eyes were obviously a little panicked.
"Yunyu, Mingxin Sect, is one of the top three sects of the human race. When you are in it, your heart should be for the entire human race." Elder Mingzhi said, but at this moment, there was not much blame, and his tone was a bit deep, as if With a hint of worry.
"The world of the human race is about to change, and the Mingxin Sect may also appear in the world in the future. Our original ideas are about to be truly put into practice. At this time, what we should do is to make plans and changes, rather than being immersed in it. past.”
