Chapter 107 Black Wind Storm

Duan Fan looked at the crazy appearance of the little old man surnamed Li, frowned slightly, and his face was a little unhappy. Well, now that you know the treasures in the forbidden place, now I want to ask you a few questions.

"Hmm?"

The old man surnamed Li looked at Duan Fan with a surprised face and didn't understand how Duan Fan could be so calm at this time. Can't he see that he was going to kill people and rob money?

However, for the sake that Duan Fan was about to die in his own hands and gave himself the cold chalcedony and cold heart, the little old man surnamed Li was graced and allowed Duan Fan to ask a few questions.

"Hey, you said, as long as I know, I will definitely tell you."

Duan Fan nodded and then asked, "How can you hide your strength? Is there any secret method?"

"Yes, I have practiced a method to restrain my own cultivation." The old man surnamed Li answered directly.

"What did Elder Cui and Elder Qin come to you during the day?"

"Of course, it's about the disappearance of the forbidden land." The old man surnamed Li sneered and looked at Duan Fan with bad eyes.

Duan Fan pondered for a moment and then asked a few doubts in his heart. The little old man surnamed Li seemed to believe that Duan Fan would die in his hands, and unexpectedly answered Duan Fan's doubts one by one.

After a cup of tea, Duan Fan did not ask any questions and looked up at the old man surnamed Li with a cold face. Well, I've finished asking my question. Now you can go to hell."

"Well!"

The old man surnamed Li was stunned by what Duan Fan said and twitched the corners of his mouth. He really wanted to say that I should be right.

It's just that there is no time, because as Duan Fan's words fell, his attacks came one after another.

Duan Fan punched a reckless cow and hit the door of the little old man surnamed Li.

Obviously, the old man surnamed Li is also not a good Xiangyu character. He leaned slightly and dodged Duan Fan's attack.

At this time, I didn't see the little old man surnamed Li doing anything more. He saw a jewel like an awl in his hand and stabbed Duan Fan's Dantian.

"Ji Jie, boy, fight with me, you are still a little tender."

"Real?"

A disdainful sneer appeared at the corners of Duan Fan's mouth, raised his legs and kicked the calf joint of the old man surnamed Li.

With a click, Duan Fan's attack came first, and he kicked off the calf of the old man surnamed Li. The old man surnamed Li screamed, and his body quickly fell back.

However, the little old man surnamed Li obviously has very rich combat experience. When his body fell backwards, he suddenly threw the cone-like treasure in his hand to Duan Fan.

Tear!

Duan Fan measured his body at a lightning speed and narrowly escaped the blow, but his clothes were still cut, and his skin was inevitably cut out.

However, this minor injury can't do any harm to Duan Fan at all.

Duan Fan did not stop. He dodged and came to the little old man surnamed Li, and another reckless cow fist went away.

Bum!

The little old man surnamed Li was still rapidly retreating, and Duan Fan's attack arrived. He could only fight with Duan Fan in a hurry.

And all of a sudden, the little old man surnamed Li's body was punched directly upside down by Duan Fan and fell heavily on the ground.

"How can you... be so strong?" The old man surnamed Li quickly stood up and looked at Duan Fan unbelievable, his face full of fear.

"I'll tell you about this problem when you arrive at hell."

Duan Fan curled the corners of his mouth, did not leave his hand at all, and attacked the little old man surnamed Li again.

Bum!

No surprise, the little old man surnamed Li was beaten out by Duan Fan again, but this time he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face was extremely pale. Obviously, he was seriously injured.

"Wait a minute, you can't kill me. I have a secret to tell you?" Seeing that Duan Fan did not mean to let him go at all, the old man surnamed Li lay on the ground and quickly shouted.

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Duan Fan stopped his movements, put his hands on his shoulders, and looked at the little old man surnamed Li.

Although this old man surnamed Li is also one of the best in the martial arts world, it is not enough to compare with Duan Fan. Duan Fan can easily kill the other party without wasting much effort, so he is not afraid that the other party will play any small actions.

At present, he said in a playful tone, "If you have anything to say, just say it quickly, or you won't have a chance to say it."

"You..."

The old man surnamed Li looked at Duan Fan with hatred, but he didn't dare to say anything cruel. He could only squeeze his fingers tightly and resist the anger in his heart.

This time, the little old man surnamed Li also admitted defeat. He didn't expect that the strength of a core disciple who had just entered Kuntong Mountain was so high that he was caught off guard.

It's just that now that his life is in the hands of others, the little old man surnamed Li can only hold back and beg for mercy.

"Don't look at me like that. My patience is limited. If you don't say a reason for me not to kill you, I will have to do it." Duan Fan frowned unhappily.

I don't know why Duan Fan suddenly felt very dangerous. This feeling came inexplicably, which made Duan Fan a little uneasy and could only pay attention to the situation around him.

"Hmm." The old man surnamed Li hesitated for a moment and could only hum coldly and obey obediently, but he made up his mind. As long as he got out, he would do everything he could to prevent Duan Fan from getting better.

I thought so, but the little old man surnamed Li slowly took out a map of animal skin from his arms and raised it to Duan Fan. This map records a big treasure. As long as you find the treasure in it, you don't have to worry about cultivating resources in your life.

After saying that, the little old man surnamed Li looked at Duan Fan with an expectant face. The meaning was obvious, that is, to let Duan Fan let him go.

"Oh, since it's a big treasure, why don't you get it yourself?"

Duan Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the things in the animal skin map.

The paintings in the animal skin map are very vague, but Duan Fan can still judge that it is a mountain. This peak is very ordinary and there is nothing outstanding, but Duan Fan still found an unusual place from the peak.

The little old man surnamed Li saw Duan Fan staring at the animal skin map, and a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes. Hey hey, he smiled strangely. Jie Jie, how about this map? Isn't it enough for you not to kill me?"

Duan Fan shook his head, "Show me the map carefully first."

"Well, it's impossible. You have to promise not to kill me before I give you the map." The old man surnamed Li snorted coldly and put away the map rudely.

At this time, the little old man surnamed Li seemed to have grasped Duan Fan's handle. At this time, he was not afraid of Duan Fan. He raised his head slightly and stared at Duan Fan coldly.

However, before Duan Fan could say anything, he had a warning.

Duan Fan didn't think about it, so his figure flashed and left the place quickly.

"Ah!"

Duan Fan, who was flying in the air, suddenly heard a scream. In an emergency, looking back, a shocking scene happened.

I don't know when there was a black ink-like wind on the position where Duan Fan had just stood. The wind roared, blowing up all the black stones around him and flying and colliding in the air.

There was a crack, and the stones turned into powder directly in the air.

And this black wind blew from behind the little old man surnamed Li, so the little old man surnamed Li was the first to be buried by the black wind in an instant, and was immediately torn into a piece of flesh and blood powder by the wind!