Chapter 840 Old Man
"It should be soon."
Commandment once again came to Master Mingxin and handed over a crystal fruit. The fruit was obviously extraordinary and seemed to have inexplicable power.
"This is the Concentration Fruit. It is an extremely powerful fruit that can heal people's injuries quickly."
"Sect Master, please recover. It'll be fine."
"Just give it to the injured disciples." Master Mingxin refused: "With my realm, even if I use this fruit, it is of no use. It is a complete waste."
"Even if you recover a little, it's still a little." Hearing this, Discipline's heart tightened. As the oldest elder of the Mingxin Sect, he had watched the leader of the Mingxin Sect grow up. At this moment, seeing that the other party was seriously injured and still insisted on continuing, he felt in his heart Uncomfortably tight.
"Discipline, I'm fine." Master Mingxin said in a gentle voice: "I won't act recklessly. This fruit is really useless to me."
As he spoke, as if to verify his conjecture, Master Mingxin sat cross-legged. The next moment, light visible to the naked eye gathered.
"look."
Master Mingxin raised his finger, and countless rays of light began to interweave, forming a cocoon of light around Master Mingxin like knitting a sweater.
It was obvious that these light elements were healing Master Mingxin, but his injuries were extremely serious and he was not getting better quickly.
"Alas." Seeing this, the precepts no longer remained stalemate. He walked towards the surrounding disciples with the fruit, took out a container, crushed the Ningshen Fruit, and took out a few precious fruits to mix them together. The concoction heals a disciple.
The Mingxin Sect fought an extremely brutal battle, and all the disciples they brought were killed or injured. If they hadn't been protecting them, the whole army would have been annihilated.
"Elder, what should we do with those outsiders who escaped?" Corpses were everywhere, but not many disciples of the Mingxin Sect were wailing, and they were still concerned about the movements of the outsiders.
"They..." Jie Lu felt choked in his throat when asked by these disciples. After a while, he managed to squeeze out a smile: "King Ye is still here, he will take care of it."
"Can King Ye handle everything?" Some disciples questioned, "He is still the Lord of Nanchuan. Will he really devote his efforts to the human race like us?"
"This." Commandment hesitated, but on the side, Master Mingxin opened his eyes.
"He certainly will."
…
boom.
As another outsider was beheaded, the army became orderly again.
"This is the fifth group of outsiders we have encountered." Li Pingan came to Ye Fan's side.
"Has the Mingxin Sect been defeated or retreated?"
"It's possible that they were defeated and retreated. They won't retreat. With Master Mingxin here, Mingxin Sect will only fight to the death and will not retreat." Ye Fan responded, looking at a large number of Tianwairen corpses not far away, and felt in his heart Yes, it has also sunk a bit.
With the experience of the first encounter, they had enough eyes and ears for the rest of the journey. Every time they discovered the enemy in advance and made preparations in advance.
Although the casualties were small, it also meant that there were more outsiders rushing out than they thought.
"Should we continue to move forward?" Ye Mou asked: "Our army has experienced battles one after another, and its combat capabilities are far worse than before."
"Keep going." After a slight pause, Ye Fan still gave a positive answer.
"We will use heavy firepower for the rest of the journey, with the king class taking the vanguard to reduce the casualties of soldiers and preserve the main body's combat power."
"Okay." After hearing this, Ye Mou nodded and walked away, while Li Ping'an on the side stopped talking.
At this time, if the king level takes action, if the consumption is too high, when they actually reach the front line, they may not be able to fight anymore.
"Don't worry." Ye Fan saw Li Ping'an's hesitation and took out a lot of various spiritual grasses and fruits.
"I have supplies, enough to restore the king-level consumption."
"If that's the case...yes." Li Ping'an nodded immediately.
He had even forgotten that Ye Fan's seemingly inexhaustible treasure trove also played a key role in the Nanchuan army's rapid improvement.
The resources he used to cultivate the power of Nanchuan were unimaginable in other provinces. Ye Fan didn't even know how much he had used to create a gold-level bone-sloughing fruit.
"Keep moving forward." Seeing that Ye Fan did not stop moving, and soon took out the spiritual grass and elixir from Xiaoshan Gao, Li Ping'an also felt confident and commanded the army to continue to move forward.
"King Ye! There is someone in front!"
The army had not advanced very far when suddenly, a reconnaissance from the front arrived in a hurry.
"Are there any outsiders?" The group of people immediately became alert, and the successive encounters made them almost have a natural reaction.
"No, it's not an outsider." The detective replied hurriedly: "It's an old man, very slovenly, holding a butcher's knife."
"Old man? Butcher's knife?" The description of the investigation made Ye Fan frown: "Didn't you ask him?"
"Asked." The detective replied, and immediately showed a somewhat horrified expression: "There seem to be many blades around that man. As soon as he gets close to him, he will be cut into countless pieces on the spot."
"Several of our people are already dead, and guns are of no use to him. They can't stop him at all."
"There is such a thing." Hearing this, Ye Fan was shocked, "This direction is the direction where the Mingxin Sect guards the secret realm."
The peerless strong man mentioned in the Forbidden Martial Arts Tower took action?
"Take me there." Ye Fan took steps, and beside him, Ye Mou and others also followed.
Snap, snap, snap.
Soon, at the end of the road, an old man's figure appeared.
His appearance was basically similar to what was described in the investigation, very slovenly.
"Field." From a distance, Ye Fan suddenly noticed the difference in the space around the old man. He raised his hand and stopped the few people behind him.
"Little baby, don't block my way." The old man didn't look at Ye Fan at all, he just walked on his own.
Snap, snap.
The old man was getting closer, and as he got closer, the terrifying sharpness came towards him, followed by a strong cutting feeling.
The cutting feeling was very real, and at the same time, it was also very strong, as if it would be cut into countless pieces as soon as it was touched by him.
"Get out of the way." Ye Fan did not meet his edge and backed away to the other side of the road.
The others also moved away, making way for the old man.
Finally, the old man came closer, and Ye Fan's attention was no longer on the old man's hunched and slovenly appearance. His eyes focused on the butcher's knife on the old man's waist.
"Evil weapon." Having used the Giant Epee and owning the Blood Sword, Ye Fan has a very sensitive sense of evil weapons.
"Your sword... is not bad." At the same time, the old man seemed to notice the bloody sword on Ye Fan's waist, and his eyes covered by his hair shone brightly.
"Can you give it to me?"
"This is my weapon. I'm afraid I can't give it away easily." Ye Fan replied, "But I can still find a weapon like this again. If you like it, senior, I can help you find another one."
"I like your sword, give me another one, you boy." The old man was naturally dissatisfied with Ye Fan's answer, and continued to move forward.
Seeing that the old man did not stay any longer, Ye Fan had doubts in his heart and said to the old man's back: "Senior, are you the one who took over the task of the Forbidden Martial Building?"
"Yeah." The old man seemed to expect that Ye Fan would guess his identity, so he hummed casually, and then replied:
"I have already been laid to rest, so you don't have to think about what you think of me."
"I didn't take on your mission to help you, it's just that I was bored today and happened to encounter the same boring mission."
"That's all."
