Chapter 204 The death of the elder

Elder Xunliu wants to kill Duan Fan, but why doesn't Duan Fan want to kill Elder Xunliu?

In the last clan big match, Meng Hongchen promised to let Duan Fan choose a treasure at will in the treasure pavilion, but he was made difficult by the elders, and finally gave him a blood magic stone that no one wanted.

If it hadn't been for Meng Ningxue's rescue, Duan Fan might have been eroded by the blood evil spirit and magic gas in the blood demon stone and become a human puppet.

And all this is the conspiracy of the elders.

If Duan Fan doesn't kill the elders, how can he relieve his hatred?

"Tuan Fan, I actually don't want to kill you, but you and I have different positions, so I have no choice but to kill you. I hope you can understand."

A giggling smile suddenly appeared on the corners of his mouth, but what he said was shameless and shameless.

"Ha ha, in this case, why don't the elders follow the flow?"

Duan Fan put his hands on his shoulders and looked at the elder. He ignored the blood that kept flowing from his body.

"Hmm!"

Now that the words have reached this point, the elder Xunliu no longer hesitated and slapped Duan Fan's face.

Elder Xunliu did not use all his strength, but he believed that his palm was enough to kill Duan Fan.

Suddenly, a touch of treachery came out at the corners of Duan Fan's mouth.

"Hmm?"

The elder Xunliu was suddenly shocked, afraid that Duan Fan would temporarily fight back at this time, but Duan Fan still stood there motionless, like a bronze sculpture.

The elder Xunliu was a little relieved, but he no longer hesitated to attack Duan Fan.

However, just as Elder Xunliu's palm was only one foot away from Duan Fan's face door, a fist-sized dark red bead suddenly appeared in front of him.

This dark red bead contains an incomparable amount of blood. As soon as the dark red beads appeared, within a radius of hundreds of meters, there was a blood spirit rushing to the sky, full of murderous atmosphere, and the gloomy wind roared.

"It's not good!"

The elder Xunliu has felt bad and wants to retreat, but it's too late!

At this time, Duan Fan slowly spit out a word. Explosion!"

With the exit of the word 'explosion', the dark red bead suddenly burst open, and countless dark red blood like volcanic magma eruptions surged out, and the flowing elders were wrapped in it in an instant.

"Ah, Duan Fan, you little bastard, if you dare to frame me, I must kill you!"

The elder shouted harshly, but he had no time to pay attention to Duan Fan, because countless blood and evil spirits madly penetrated into his body, filled his body with veins and veins, and quickly gathered in his mind.

At the same time, pictures of killing continue to appear in the good sea of elders, bloody, corpses, limbs, broken meat...

At this time, the Xunliu elder only had a trace of sober consciousness. He knew that he was about to become a walking corpse that could only kill. He was unwilling, but unwilling was useless, so he wanted to kill Duan Fan with the last bit of clear consciousness.

Just the next moment, the elder Xunliu felt a sharp pain from Dantian. His strength quickly disappeared, and the most important point of consciousness also completely fell into darkness.

Duan Fan slowly pulled out the long sword of the middle-level Taoist weapon in his hand, and his eyes were cold and fierce. On that day, you wanted to kill me with the blood evil spirit in the blood demon stone. Today, I conveniently killed you with the blood evil spirit, which is also a return.

After saying that, Duan Fan took out the storage ring of Elder Xunliu, and then did not look at the body of Elder Xunliu. But he was also relieved. If it hadn't been for the help of Xuanyuan Zhantian, he would not have been able to use his dark red beads full of blood and evil spirits to kill the elders.

In the distance, Wu Shanqing and others saw this scene. They were all shocked and speechless for a long time. What happened today was really incredible and completely exceeded their expectations.

Duan Fan is really too ferocious, and his strength is even higher. In the face of such an opponent, Wu Shanqing and others can only bow their heads and submit one by one, and none of them dares to speak.

Seeing this situation, a sneer appeared at the corners of Duan Fan's mouth. A bunch of little people!"

After saying that, Duan Fan did not stop. He flashed and disappeared on the dragon's head peak.

"Wow!"

After Duan Fan left, Wu Shanqing and others breathed a long breath. Duan Fan's power was so strong that they couldn't breathe.

Everyone looked at the already dilapidated Longshou Peak. They knew that Kuntong Mountain had changed, and Ye Haoyu, the first person of the younger generation, was no longer the first person of the younger generation of Kuntong Mountain.

Now, the throne of the first generation of the younger generation is Duan Fan.

Moreover, they also expected that Duan Fan's future achievements were much stronger than Ye Haoyu's. Compared with Duan Fan, Ye Haoyu not only has a gap in strength, but also has a huge gap in talent.

Duan Fan was able to defeat Ye Haoyu with the eighth level of the fateful realm and kill the elders. This combat power alone is placed in the whole Eastern Huangzhou, which is also one of the best.

"Has Duan Fan left?"

A sudden middle-aged man's voice sounded in the air. Wu Shanqing and others trembled with fear and quickly looked up, but saw Meng Hongchen, who was dressed in white, standing up in the sky.

Meng Hongchen still looks so unrestrained and light, but if you look carefully, you can see a trace of helplessness in the corners of Meng Hongchen's eyes.

"Yes!" Wu Shanqing and others hurried forward to salute, and then said, "Master Meng, Duan Fan seriously injured Ye Haoyu. Ye Haoyu was defeated by Duan Fan and fled. After that, Duan Fan killed the elder.

After a pause, he looked at Meng Hongchen's face, and then said cautiously, "Also, more than 50 desperate elders and true disciples of my Kongtong Mountain also died after Duan Fan. This matter is really too huge for Kongtong Mountain. You see..."

Wu Shanqing said in the end, but he didn't dare to go on.

Ye Haoyu was seriously injured and escaped. Now Kongtong Mountain is the strongest in addition to Meng Hongchen, and Kongtong Mountain's future must be on Duan Fan, so Wu Shanqing also dares not speak ill of Duan Fan at this time.

After Meng Hongchen heard Wu Shanqing's story, the expression on his face did not change from beginning to end. He stood in the air for a long time, and then sighed and said quietly, "If Duan Fan and Ye Haoyu can get along well, why don't I worry about revitalizing!"

Wu Shanqing and others looked at each other and felt that Meng Hongchen's idea was really too whimsistic. Since ancient times, has there been an amazing genius who will tolerate a genius who is also amazing beside him and share honor and glory?

"he"

Meng Hongchen also seemed to know that the essence of his idea was too impractical. Then he smiled helplessly and said to Wu Shanqing and others, "Okay, you will deal with the follow-up matters. In the future, the affairs of the sect will be handled by Duan Fan. If there is nothing too big, don't come to me."

After saying that, Meng Hongchen no longer paid attention to Wu Shanqing and others, and his body disappeared in place.

Wu Shanqing and others looked at each other and saw the solemn and worried in each other's eyes...

******

Duan Fan did not return to Longyin Peak, but flew straight to the back mountain of Kuntong Mountain. At the beginning, he killed the cave space of the red firebird.

As soon as Duan Fan came to the cave space, he fell to the ground, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his face became as pale as paper.

Not only that, the sequelae of the silence occurred, and Duan Fan's strong body began to slowly become dry, as if it had shrunk.

And his face still showed wrinkles. His appearance changed from a young man before to a middle-aged man, and several white hair fell down, looking so lonely.

"Ha ha, this time, it's really a big loss."

Duan Fan smiled helplessly. This time, he was not only seriously injured, but also consumed 60 years of longevity. This would have made his seriously injured body more overwhelmed, and the injury was more serious than the last time he dealt with the Blood Demon King.

The reason why 60 years of longevity was consumed was that the power of Ye Haoyu's third meteor was so strong that Duan Fan had no choice but to constantly improve his strength to resist the attack of getting the meteor.

It can be said that Duan Fan is now poor and has no fighting power. At this time, if there is a martial artist standing in front of him, he can easily kill him.

"Senior Xuanyuan, how are you?" Duan Fan asked Xuanyuan Zhantian weakly.

"What a fart, this time I almost died for you."

The powerless voice of Xuanyuan Zhantian echoed in Duan Fan's mind, looking angry.

Hearing this, Duan Fan had no choice but to smile bitterly.

In the face of Ye Haoyu's lonely star nine changes, Duan Fan is likely to die without Xuanyuan Zhantian's help.

The price of Xuanyuan Zhantian's action was that he almost wiped out his last yuan god.

"Cough, Xuanyuan, don't worry, one day, I will definitely find enough aura spirit liquid so that your yuan god can see the sun again."

Xuanyuan Zhantian helped Duan Fan so much at the cost of his life. Duan Fan had no way to return. He only helped Xuanyuan Zhantian find the aura and spiritual liquid to restore his genh.

"Ok, come on, don't be there. I won't die now." Xuanyuan Zhantian cursed a few words, and then said, "There is a spring of life in the storage ring of the old man. You can take it down and restore your body. As for the consumed Shouyuan... I can't help you this time."

"Oh!"

Duan Fan was overjoyed. At this time, he couldn't care about anything else. The storage ring of Elder Ma * Xunliu was taken out. As soon as he swept away, he took out a gourd from it. Without saying a word, he unscrewed the lid of the gourd and opened his mouth and poured it up.