Chapter 67 Kill Qin Ba

Yang Fan did not plan to take action today, but wanted the demon to go all out to try his real strength. When facing Lin Haoran in the future, he will also have a bottom in his heart.

It is not the first time for him to fight against the foundation-building monks. The lesson brought to him by Li Yunbo is still unforgettable. If it hadn't been for the other party, Yang Fan would have returned to hell and been reborn.

Qin Lvfeng was trembling and trembling. He struggled to move forward step by step, constantly thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

The demon's big hand held the back of his neck like an iron hook, which made him dare not act rashly and indirectly curbed his idea of escape.

Qinjiabao is very large, which can be said to be quite large, like a small palace.

When Yang Fan saw such a big show, he was quite disdainful. If immortals can't be distracted, they think about enjoyment all day long, and are infatuated with the glory and wealth of the world. How can they improve their cultivation? How can they overcome the thorns and achieve positive results and ascend to the fairyland?

After a while, the two stopped walking.

"This is the old man's secret room." Qin Lvfeng pointed to a stone door in front of him.

Yang Fan swept with his divine consciousness and did not feel anything strange. According to Qin Linger, there was a powerful formation at the door, so he had to be careful.

"Find a way to get Qin Ba out."

Qin Lvfeng was stunned when he heard the words and said with a bitter face, "There's nothing we can do. Unless the old man comes out in person, no one can call him."

Yang Fan said, "Really? This is a little strange."

Before the words fell, a red light flashed, and Qin Lvfeng's whole right arm fell to the ground. Before he reacted, he looked at the arm on the ground, which was quite familiar. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. How could he look like his arm?

At this time, Qin Lvfeng turned his head and looked, and his right shoulder was empty, and a huge stream of blood spewed out. At the same time, a sharp pain was transmitted to his brain, making him cry miserably.

"Ah..."

Qin Lvfeng's voice is very loud and sharp. It can be heard far away in a quiet night. I'm afraid half of Qinjiabao can be heard.

Yang Fan gathered fire bombs, the magic hand condensed the ghost fire bomb, and the red fire and ghost fire attacked the stone gate at the same time.

"Boom!"

A huge movement sounded, which was several times stronger than Qin Lvfeng's shouting. Even the whole ground was trembling slightly, and the sand and stones on the zenith could not help falling one after another, falling on the ground and the three people.

The destructive power of the chaotic fire is as strong as ever. The stone gate is not a real stone gate, but an illusion, but the real stone gate cannot be found everywhere.

After the magic array was attacked, the scene inside fluctuated one after another, and it could not help swinging a circle of ripples.

"Isn't it coming out yet?" Yang Fan frowned slightly and said to himself.

Then, he condensed a fire cloud bomb with his left and right hands and hit it together.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two loud noises finally brought out Qin Ba in the fantasy array.

"Who dares to make trouble in Qinjiabao, and who has so much courage!" The voice is slightly old, but the tiger is still majestic.

Yang Fan fixed his eyes and saw an old man who was about 60 years old. His head was surrounded by blue and silver silk and his face was ruddy. He didn't look like a 90-year-old man at all. At first glance, he was much younger than Qin Xiong.

Qin Ba is tall and thin, with bright eyes, and his face is not angry and arrogant. The status of the Qin family for decades has made him not weak and full of confidence.

"Who are you? How dare you be wild in Qinjiabao?" Qin Ba glanced at the wailing grandson on the ground. At this time, he ignored him and frowned and said, "Where have the rest of the Qin family gone? Are they all dead?"

Yang Fan shook his head and said, "No, but they all went to the Zhang family to visit. There is no one here except ordinary servants."

As soon as Qin Ba heard this, his heart suddenly became cold, his face turned red, and the white beard on his lips couldn't help trembling. His voice burst out word by word: "Okay, what a Qin Xiong, colluding with outsiders, killing brothers and judging the clan should be executed!"

After saying that, he raised his head and said to Yang Fan, "How many benefits will Qin Xiong give to the two of you? I will give you double!"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Mr. Qin, that benefit is in your storage bag."

Qin Ba frowned and said puzzled, "In my storage bag? What is it?"

"Dangsong." Yang Fan seemed to say casually.

Qin Ba was stunned when he heard the words and glanced at Qin Lvtian, who was shrinking in the corner of the wall, with hatred in his eyes. Then he said coldly, "I can give you something, as long as you have the ability to take it!" Take it..."

Before the words fell, a pair of broken rings shook their hands, and the left and right rings attacked the demon and Yang Fan respectively, with a dazzling light and a terrible roar.

Yang Fan sacrificed two knives and tried his best to split them directly, and the red refining two knives collided with Qin Ba's broken sky ring, emitting a wave of mana. The other party's broken ring does not seem to be an ordinary object. It is also a pair of best magic weapons. Although it is not as good as the red refining knife, the other party's cultivation is much better than Yang Fan, and he fought for a while.

The situation on the demon side was quite strange. When he saw the broken sky attack, he did not dodge and raised his fist and smashed it.

"Peng!"

Qin Ba, who was manipulating the broken ring, was shocked, his eyes wide, and couldn't help shouting, "How can this be!"

What made him incredible did happen. The demon spirit just took a small step back, but the broken ring was attacked by it and made a big hole in the wall. The thick stone wall could not resist the force of rebound and completely collapsed.

Qin Ba was shocked and wanted to attract back the broken ring in the wall, but there was no movement at all. His heart was cold. He raised his hand to call back the ring that was fighting with the red knife and said in a low voice, "Who the hell are you!"

Yang Fan's backs, the red refining knife hovered three feet in front of him, faintly protecting him. Seeing the other party's question, he answered, "The person who killed you."

Qin Ba said coldly, "Do you think I will wait for death and obediently hand over Di Gangsong? Dream!"

After saying that, a pat of the storage bag offered a dragon-shaped cane as thick as an arm. On the top of the cane is carved a dark ink dragonfly. The scales of the whole body are lifelike, and the two meat horns and sharp eyes on the head are carved vividly, as if it were real.

Qin Ba sacrificed the ink stick, and his momentum suddenly changed. He laughed wildly and said, "There is a way to heaven. If there is no way to hell, you will break in. Today, I will let you taste the power of the spiritual weapon!"

"Drink!" Qin Ba roared and danced the ink stick.

At that moment, the surrounding breath became violent, and the sand and dust on the ground were shot far away. A three-foot-high ink dragonfly appeared from the stick, which hit the demon with the wave of the stick.

Yang Fan was shocked when he heard the words. He didn't expect that there was also a spiritual weapon in the cultivation family. Because he couldn't figure out the power of the spiritual weapon in the other party's hand, he had to temporarily ask the demon to avoid it first.

"Boom!"

The ink Jiao smashed the masonry on the ground, and the whole ground trembled. Yang Fan was shocked and felt bad.

Then Mo Jiao couldn't help chasing the figure of the demon spirit and rushing left and right, accompanied by shadows, with roars and bricks and stone fragments everywhere, including the sound of Qin Ba's wild laughter.

"Haha...hide, see where you can hide!"

As he controlled the ink rod faster and faster, the transformed ink also changed, and the place where it passed was like a sharp blade, and there were cracks everywhere.

Suddenly, the demon's body suddenly paused, and there was a light green light on his body. His feet stood on the ground and did not move.

Qin Ba's eyes condensed, and Mo Jiao devoured the demon's body in an instant. The whole ground fell deeper than ten feet, and all the gravel and dust buried it in the pit.

"Haha, ha ha..."

Qin Ba roared, "Kid, you are the only one left now, and there are any last words to say."

He was crazy and looked invincible. The ink rod in his hand stood on his chest, and the ink rod disappeared.

Yang Fan's face was as calm as usual, without any panic. Hearing this, he just smiled and said, "Qin Ba, this is the second time I saw the power of the spiritual weapon. Last time, there was a master of the foundation period who beat me all over with thousands of ghosts, but in the end he still died. And although your green stick is not as powerful as the thousand ghosts, it is not vulgar, but it is disrespectful.

Qin Ba looked disdainful and was about to return his mouth when a figure suddenly appeared in the big pit and rushed to him, very fast.

Because the distance is only three or four feet away, a big skull-like hole was opened in Qin Ba's chest.

He looked at the demon in front of him and saw that the other party was just ragged and hung on his body, but his body was intact, but there was still a little blood on his fists. I took another look at the scars on my chest, and then I knew how the blood stains in the other party's hand came from.

Qin Ba's face turned white, and the ink stick in his hand also slipped down and fell to the ground with a bang.

He pointed to the demon spirit and said with all his strength, "You are not a human..."

With his unique voice, the demon surged in his throat and said, "You're right."

The corners of Qin Ba's mouth**, his eyes were black, and he fell to the ground and died.

"No, no, it won't be like this..." Qin Lvfeng was dull and muttered.

Yang Fan glanced at him and sighed secretly. Most of the disciples of this immortal family were dressed as immortals and show off their power at home. All daylong, they only knew how to fight and make trouble. The family is rich and powerful. Relying on the elixir piles of cultivation, it is cared for in the palm of the family's elders. Like an orchid, it is full of ornamental, but if you live in the wild for a period of time, you will definitely die.

On the contrary, look at those scattered cultivations. Although they are helpless, they all grow up with their own unremitting efforts. Most of the people who can survive are long-term battles, bloody characters, brainless, ruthless, or powerless, all return to hell.

Yang Fan only said one sentence to Qin Lvfeng: "In the next life, you'd better choose to be a mortal."

After saying that, he shook his hand and shot a fire cloud bomb at him.

After a muffled sound, there was no such person as Qin Lufeng.

came to the devil's side, looked carefully and praised, "It's really extraordinary. It's unharmed under the attack of the spiritual weapon. It seems that Lin Jiabao and his party have a great chance of winning."

Yang Fan then picked up Qin Ba's storage bag, waved his hand to break the ban, swept it with his divine consciousness, and saw the ground pine he wanted, which was indeed a hundred-year elixir. Not only that, but also found nearly a thousand spiritual stones, several Peiyuan elixir, several elixirs refining Peiyuan elixir, a medium-grade flying sword, several jade tubes, and several large boxes of gold and silver.

As for the failure to find one of Zhongpin Peiyuan Dan, Yang Fan immediately felt that it was difficult for Zhongpin Peiyuan Dan to flow to the market, and even the next Pinpei Yuandan was rarely seen. Judging from the number of spiritual stones in the other party's hands, even if he was asked to buy it, it was difficult to buy a few.

Yang Fan picked up the ink rod and found that it was a low-grade spiritual weapon, which was powerful. The demon just lacked a magic weapon to take advantage of it. He took it to him first and used it. At that time, he would make plans after getting thousands of ghost flags.

In the spiritual weapon, Yang Fan only likes thousands of ghosts. The reason is very simple, because the demon spirit is not what it used to be, and can practice skills like normal monks. According to the Book of Corpse, as long as the realm is improved, the physical ability and mana can be improved at the same time, which greatly enhances its own ability.

Yang Fan has seen the power of Qianguifan. Under the heavy shadows, even the chaotic fire can only break a small part. At that time, Li Yunbo was going to release an army of thousands of ghosts to devour him, but it was easy. What's more, in the vein of ghost refining, the ghosts and servants in the thousand ghosts can grow up, and several main souls and fierce ghosts in the flag can be cultivated as well as the art of ghosts.

Seeing that the matter was over, Yang Fan sacrificed the purple golden green leaves, roared through the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In another corner of Qinjiabao, two girls, Qin Linger and Zhang Chuchu, hid here to eavesdrop. News kept coming from the twin beast charm, which made them excited.

"That bastard is finally dead! That's great, that's great!" Zhang Chuchu shouted happily.

"Qin Ba is also dead. He wants to exchange this girl for an elixir and do his big dream!" Qin Linger gritted her teeth.

Zhang Chuchu was also deeply angry and said, "Yes, that Qin Ba can be too evil!"

Speaking of this, he said with a small face, "Sister Linger, did your 'Love' brother give you something good?"

Because her "Love" bite sounded very hard, Qin Linger heard it strangely. Her face turned red when she heard the words and said anstly, "Brother, don't talk nonsense. We have nothing to do with each other."

Zhang Chuchu gave a long "oh" and said, "People know that you are very 'clean'. You are the most 'pure' brother-sister relationship, right?"

"Dead girl, look, I won't tear your mouth!" Qin Linger blushed and was shy, chasing Zhang Chuchu everywhere.