339 The ability of Rat Laibao

The white light flashed, and then there was a loud noise. The whole hall was about to collapse, as if it would collapse the next moment.

Zhao Zijun finally didn't expect Wang Fan to be so cruel. You know that Wang Fan was also on the spot, and he could almost only stagger, and the power of the spiritual weapon's self-exploding is inseparable from the enemy and me. This is definitely a way to die together.

"Oh" He didn't have time to attack Cang Furong. His figure flashed and rushed back, but he was still overturned to the ground by the explosion wave. It seemed that two or three bones were broken all over his body, and he couldn't even move for a while.

Wang Fan was not better than him, or even worse. He flew back for a long distance before he fell to the ground. The severe pain and impact made the wound in his chest that had just stopped bleeding crack, and the sternum and ribs were also fractured in many places. The blood in his mouth gushed out, as if he was on the verge of death.

On the contrary, Cang Furong lay on the ground early, but the impact was the least. She reluctantly got up, stumbled to Wang Fan and cried, "Wang Fan, Wang Fan, don't be fine. I'm wrong. I shouldn't want to kill Zhao Zijun, Wang Fan, I'm sorry, you don't have anything to do!"

Wang Fan was in pain and was about to die. He thought that this was not the time to cry and talk. If Zhao Zijun could still jump and didn't want to live and die together, he couldn't do it. Hurry up and retreat, so he summoned up his last strength and moaned, "He's not dead yet. Come on, let's go and leave the Five elements Hall."

Only then did Cang Furong wake up and gasp with a grin. He immediately picked up Wang Fan with both hands and staggered out. As he walked, blood spewed out of his mouth. Wang Fan was heartbroken, and the little resent just now naturally disappeared.

At this moment, Wang Fan heard a natural roar: "Xiao Fanzi, why are you lying in a woman's arms? This is not what our buddy did. The tricks I taught you to pick up girls don't have this trick!"

Wang Fan was about to cry. He thought you thought I wanted to, but he knew that although Rat Laibao looked very smart like a dog, he was actually one-minded. To put it bluntly, it was a little awkward, so he quickly cut off his mouth and said, "Mouse, you have come out. I just found something good. I wanted to keep it for you to eat, but it was forced by Zhao Zi. Jun's grandson was robbed, but it's not over, but he wants to grab my storage bag. Think about it, it's hard for our buddy to get it. He also wants to eat and earn some cultivation in the future. How can I give it to him and be beaten by him? What do you think we should do?

The so-called happy people are in high spirits. Wang Fan met the Rat Laibao and was full of confidence. He quickly asked Cang Furong to put himself down. Even the pain all over his body was reduced by three points. He explained tremblingly. Of course, what he said was not true, but Zhao Zijun would not defend it. Even if he defended the Rat Laibao, he would not listen. Anyway, he did not The problem.

"Oh, is there such a thing?" Rat Laibao still has a conscience. As soon as he heard that there were treasures to eat, he rushed to fight with Zhao Zijun. Instead, he pulled Wang Fan's arm and said, "You're hurt a lot. Come on, the baby is not in a hurry. Anyway, I've been slipped around in the empty hall. It's not bad for a while. I'll heal you first."

The rat has strong spiritual power. It only runs in Wang Fan's meridians for a week, which straightens the broken bones in his body and blocks several large meridians at the same time.

Wang Fan spit out black blood and suddenly felt relaxed all over. The wooden spiritual power suddenly operated and quickly repaired the damage. As a third-rate pharmacist, there were not many good elixirs, but there were almost everything that could heal the wounds. He did not divide it into categories, but grabbed all the sugar beans. The same thing was stuffed into his mouth until he couldn't stuff it in his mouth, and he didn't forget to get some to feed Cang Furong.

Cang Furong was stabbed in the chest by a silver needle. Fortunately, it did not hit the heart. With the help of the mouse, the silver needle was soon forced out. After taking some panacea, the injury was under control. Although it had not recovered its peak combat effectiveness, it was barely seven or eight or eight.

"Poor my dragon blade" Wang Fan finally escaped from death, but when his mind turned around, he couldn't help thinking of the self-exploding dragon blade. His heart suddenly felt like a drop of blood. His pale face was a different red color, which was very scary.

"Are you all right?" The mouse asked worriedly.

Although he was a thief ship forced by Wang Fan, after being fooled continuously, Wang Fan always admired his combat effectiveness very much. Whenever there was a dangerous scene, he sought his help and gradually regarded himself as Wang Fan's eldest brother, so he couldn't help but be very worried when he saw Wang Fan like this.

"It's okay." Wang Fan said hatefully, "My dragon-killing blade exploded. Damn, that's the dragon-killing blade. I followed me at the end and helped me through many difficulties, but I was forced to blow myself up by Zhao Zijun. Damn, if I don't kill him, I will not be a person."

"Cut the dragon blade?" Rat Laibao showed his big cold teeth. After meditating for a while, he suddenly realized and slapped him: "Your dagger, I thought it was a good thing. It exploded. At worst, I'll do it again. Anyway, with me, we have a lot of good materials." As he said, he frowned and raised his eyes.

Wang Fan secretly scolded him for his conscience. He thought that if you had come earlier, would I still be so miserable? But by this break, the sadness of losing the dragon blade faded.

"Isn't it just a Zhao Zijun?" Rat Laibao patted his chest carelessly: "Brother, I'll take care of it for you. If you can't beat him, I won't call him Rat Laibao."

To be honest, Wang Fan really has no confidence in the combat power of the mouse treasure. He still remembers that when his cultivation level was lower than that of the mouse treasure, he was also captured and obedient. However, then again, the combat power of Rat Laibao is better than Cang Furong, and Zhao Zijun has to use tricks to deal with Cang Furong. This shows that Zhao Zijun is already the end of the crossbow, and Rat Laibao should be able to deal with him.

"Okay, hurry up and make a quick decision. Don't keep it for me." Wang Fan said hatefully, "I'm so miserable that it's not enough to show our brother's prestige without killing."

Zhao Zijun was overturned to the ground by the explosion wave of the dragon blade. After his ears buzzed for a while, he slowly recovered. Although he was in pain all over his body and broke a few bones, he could at least get up. However, after seeing the mouse, he knew that something was going to happen, so he pulled out his legs and wanted to escape. But at this time, Wang Fan and Rat Laibao He was at the gate of the Five elements hall, and he couldn't escape.

He is not stupid. Knowing that there is a teleportation array in the conference hall, he runs around desperately, hoping to touch some mechanism and teleport him away. Even if he is trapped in the empty hall, it is much better than facing death.

But as the "chair-legged old man" said, the ingenuity of the Five elements hall is rare in the world. Once a mechanism is touched, the transmission array becomes one-way. It can only come to the council hall, not out of the council hall.

This made Zhao Zijun very anxious. He knew how arrogant he was just now, and feng shui took turns. At this time, in Wang Fan's house, once he couldn't escape, Zhao Gu and others couldn't come in time. Even if he didn't die, he had to fade the skin.

"Do you still want to run? Joke!" The mouse came to get Wang Fan's order. He walked forward leisurely and looked at Zhao Zijun, who was in a hurry, and laughed: "If you tie your hands and kneel over, I can still give you a good time, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"Bad mouse, who do you think you are?" Zhao Zijun snorted coldly, and finally knew that there was no hope of escaping, and his spiritual power was running fast. He looked forward to delaying the time and waiting for Zhao Gou and others to come back: "Don't think that you are too much. It's just Wang Fan's pet. You are also profound in cultivation, and you are willing to be a spiritual beast for the monk, hum."

"What did you say?" The rat was furious.

He hates others most saying that he is a spirit beast of Wang Fan, so once he appears, he will appear as the eldest brother of Wang Fan. In fact, he also wants to leave Wang Fan. With his cultivation, he can occupy a small territory in the Hengling Mountains and dominate.

But he knows his own affairs. The smelling rat family has a talent for treasure hunting, but it is not very good in the way of cultivation. Moreover, he can't help swallowing the genius treasure, and he has accumulated countless impurities on his body. If he can't discharge it in time, not to mention that his cultivation has increased, it is estimated that he will explode and die soon, and Wang Fan's practice is devouring. It can just solve this problem.

So even if he rushes at this time, he will not leave Wang Fan.

"Kid, it seems that you want to die very badly. Well, anyway, I haven't eaten monk meat for a long time. Today, I'm scolded by Xiao Fanzi, and I also want to let you know the cruelty of the Rat Master."

Rat Laibao stared at his small eyes and shot a cruel light. He raised his hands and turned into claws, and grabbed them out.