Chapter 937 Take it!

"Where the hell is your mother?"

In the dark night, Ye Fan and Feng Yu were walking in the alleys of Lecheng. 6̾̾

Although it is night, there are still many people coming and going in the city that never sleeps. At this time, most of them are men and women who have drunk. Some are arm-in-arm and discussing where to go next, while others just can't find them. On the way home.

"I remember it should be over here." Feng Yu was also anxious, trying hard to determine the location of his mother.

Ye Fan followed behind, looking at Feng Yu's anxious look. For a few moments, he felt inexplicably in a daze.

As one of the great enemies in the previous life, the two have been entangled for a very long time. Most of the time, Feng Yu appears as a bloodthirsty monster.

But in the scene before him, he looked like a large Fatty Li. The confusion and panic in his eyes made it impossible for anyone to tell that he was a top-notch strongman.

"Will the great evil cultivator in the future be just a man who loves his mother when he is young..." Something touched his heart, but Ye Fan didn't press him any further.

Time passed slowly, and finally, Fengyu stopped in front of a dark attic and spoke in a low voice.

"It should be right here."

"Here?" Ye Fan looked at the door blocking them and paused.

"There's no human scent."

"There are strong men guarding us here." Feng Yu said, "Listen to Yue Qiu, his strength is on par with mine."

"Send a king to guard your mother?" Ye Fan was a little confused: "Is your mother some kind of monster?"

"Hey, you can't say that." Feng Yu replied, but his voice was even softer: "My mother is not weak either, she is close to being a strong king."

"Your mother is close to being crowned king?" Ye Fan was surprised, "Your mother, is your mother so powerful?"

"My mother's name is Zhang Shunfen. Why don't you call me by her name? The more you hear her, the weirder she gets."

"Okay." Ye Fan agreed, with a hint of fire in his eyes.

Taking a son and sending him to his mother are two kings.

"By the way, we can also take down this guard." Soon, Ye Fan had a plan and stepped forward with a kick.

Snapped.

The door fell down with a sound, and Feng Yu almost jumped up.

"King Ye! What are you doing!"

"Save your mother...save Aunt Zhang." Ye Fan didn't explain much, took out the mirage orb, and rushed inside.

The courtyard was empty, and the imaginary blocker did not appear. The radical plan failed. Ye Fan raised his hand, causing Feng Yu to slow down his pace.

Snap. Snap.

The footsteps moved very slowly, and the two of them gradually came to the center. At this moment, the door of the attic was closed tightly. It was made of wood. Although it looked a little dated, the patterns on it were very delicate and beautiful.

"Where are the people?" Still not feeling any breath, Ye Fan frowned and looked at Feng Yu: "Did you find the wrong one?"

"I remember it was here..." Feng Yu was also a little suspicious. Before the two of them got to the attic, they both froze for a moment.

"How about...withdrawing?"

Crunch.

The old wooden door slowly opened, and the harsh sound made the two of them suddenly alert.

As the wooden door opened, an old man with closed eyes appeared in the room.

He is white-haired, old and hunchbacked. He wears dark training clothes and sits cross-legged on a mat. Next to him is a long knife that is as old and unpretentious as himself.

"Old Zhang Xianzhi is waiting here for our guests."

"Hello, senior." The old man was like a pool of stagnant water, making it impossible to see any cultivation. Ye Fan responded politely, while Feng Yu's expression changed on the side.

"The blind swordsman Zhang Daowang, why is it him? King Ye, let's leave quickly..."

Snapped. Snapped.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door that had just fallen closed again, and invisible energy gathered and enveloped the sky above the entire courtyard.

"The visitor is a guest, why should he leave." The old man spoke again, still with his eyes closed.

He was obviously blind. When he spoke, he did not face the person directly, but turned sideways and pointed his ears towards Ye Fan and the two.

"Although my little friend has not been crowned king, his aura is as thick and long as a real dragon. He must not be an ordinary person."

"I wonder if I can tell you my name."

"Ye Fan." Ye Fan held his hand, and he also felt how extraordinary this man was.

The space was dim, and the few lights in the night seemed to be gathering towards the old man.

"Ye Fan..." Zhang Xianzhi frowned when he heard Ye Fan's name: "Ye Zhantian's son? Or Ye Mou's?"

"I am Ye Zhantian's grandson."

"Grandson?" Zhang Xianzhi was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to sigh, "It has been such a long time. That kid's grandson has already become a man."

"Time always flies by very quickly." Ye Fan said, cupping his hands: "The boy didn't mean to cause trouble, but wanted to recruit Feng Yu. He heard that his mother was being held hostage, so he came here to rescue her."

"That's it." After listening to Ye Fan explain the reason, Zhang Xianzhi nodded and turned his head, "Feng Yu, are you going to switch to Ye Fan?"

"Uh...I am, but...actually." Feng Yu was obviously in awe of Zhang Xianzhi, mumbling for a long time without being able to explain clearly.

"Just leave if you want. How can you be so coquettish!" Zhang Xianzhi scolded.

"Yes!" Fengyu stood up straight.

"Old bloodline, I don't want to embarrass you, but Yueqiu has been kind to me, and I need to repay kindness to others. If you want to take Feng Yu's mother away, you have to go through my test."

"It makes sense." Ye Fan replied. He has always respected such seniors with their immortal spirit.

"I only use one sword. If you can follow it, you will win." Before Ye Fan summoned the beast, Zhang Xianzhi spoke again.

"I know your strength lies in controlling beasts, but for this sword, you use warrior techniques to receive it."

"Well..." Ye Fan froze.

Okay, not so celestial.

"If the senior can keep his promise, the junior will do it." Ye Fan said, staring at Zhang Xianzhi, clenching the orb in his hand: "The junior also has a small condition."

"speak."

"If the younger generation wins, the older generation needs to help the younger generation cover up the news." Ye Fan said, "The younger generation needs Feng Yu and doesn't want to cause unintended consequences before the dust settles."

"Your thoughts are very complete." Zhang Xianzhi nodded, "I agree."

After saying this, Zhang Xianzhi slowly raised the long knife in his hand, blinked, raised it in front of his head, and held it with both hands.

The surrounding light shrank more and more, and to the naked eye, the space around him collapsed and sunk around his long knife.

Without much movement, he just held the long knife up, as if waiting for Ye Fan to attack first.

Ye Fan looked at this scene and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Big Whispering Slash?"

Zhang Xianzhi frowned slightly, "Do you recognize it?"

"Give up the defense, open the door, kill when it hurts, and use all your body and mind to inflict the power of a single blow." Ye Fan saw the origin, with caution in his eyes: "The person who realized this move was the previous generation of martial arts king Yang Zheng, who once The power of the star scares away the king-level monsters."

Ye Fan said slowly, Zhang Xianzhi nodded, and then said:

"Since you know this trick, you can attack it."

"This is a decisive technique. The senior uses this move to fight the younger generation for life and death." Ye Fan did not take action. "I am only here to save people, not to fight for my life."

"Since senior is so determined, then junior just gives up."

After saying this, Ye Fan did not hesitate, turned around, and left with Feng Yu.

Zhang Xian's cultivation level is already extraordinary, and he is also capable of such a life-threatening technique as the Great Whispering Slash.

If an ordinary king uses such a move, ordinary top kings would not dare to take it, not to mention that Zhang Xianzhi is obviously not an ordinary king.

And let me use my warrior cultivation to pick it up? Can you pick me up and negotiate terms with him here? He had already demolished the attic!

"You kid." Ye Fan retreated to the door, Zhang Xianzhi's voice was a little angry: "What's the point of retreating before the battle?"

"Junior has already said that I only want to save people, not to risk my life." Ye Fan replied, reaching out to push the door open, but an inexplicable barrier enveloped him, protecting him tightly.

"If you don't pick it up, you can't leave." Zhang Xianzhi spoke again, with a trace of reluctance in his angry voice: "The old man is like a candle in the wind. He only has a few years left. This move has been used. If we don't fight, , I’m really unwilling.”

"Alas." Ye Fan was helpless after hearing this.

These old strong men are always so stubborn.

"Fine."

Turning around again, Ye Fan activated the mirage orb. The next moment the space was covered, Qiongqi appeared next to Ye Fan.

"Senior can't be reasonable, and junior can't be reasonable either."

"Beast master Ye Fan, take the blow from senior!"