I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 642: Pan Shaoyang, Master Jianhuang? !
After the beast tide receded, Yang Fan was not idle.
After teaching the use of C-level psionic shields to Anle, Yang Fan left another spore to assist in the city. His own real body was riding a big dog, holding a small flower, galloping all the way to the east. Yangcheng hurried away for more than two hundred miles.
Now there is a beast tide everywhere, and the time is urgent. He is afraid that he will be late and he will have no time.
The speed of the big dog is very fast, and on the way, he did not see the so-called corpses running across the field.
Because all the human corpses dying on the roadside have almost entered the wild monster's stomach.
When passing by some provincial roads and national roads, seeing the roads full of large and small vehicles, each one represents at least one person who died with it.
Yang Fan's mood became a little heavy.
Because whether it is in the game or in reality, when the spiritual force first awakened more than a hundred years ago, the tragic situation encountered by ancient people accustomed to the peaceful era will definitely be better than what he saw The situation is still ten times more tragic.
This is just a highway, the scattered population along the way, such as Rongcheng and Yangcheng, a large human gathering city with a population of millions, and once the city is broken, the death is even more shocking.
"Dirty beast! You are looking for death, eat me a sword!"
"Roar!!"
When passing by a jungle mountain, Yang Fan’s ear moved and patted the top of Dahei’s head. Dahei understood, the forward body stopped abruptly, and the braking ability was better than that of some big brands of cars. It's much more bullish.
Listening to the argument, Yang Fan's Shen Nian went deep into the jungle and directly probed.
About a kilometer away from him, a young man about seventeen or eighty years old is struggling to fight a third-level monster with a long sword in his hand.
Beside him, there are already two bodies of demon beasts with their necks cut to the side, and the bodies of two middle-aged men whose bodies are half broken are also on the side.
Obviously, a group of three people were attacked by monsters. Except for this young man, the other two companions were all bitten by monsters.
"This kid, the sword is good!"
Yang Fan’s eyes fell on the young man who was wielding his sword. Judging from the scars on the necks of the two monsters on the ground, it should be all due to the sword in his hand.
With one enemy and three, and still fighting to win, this young man has good courage and force.
Yang Fan did not rush to help, because he saw that the third-level monster was the end of the crossbow, and the young people hated it and needed to vent it.
Brush! brush! brush!
The young man flew up, with a series of three swords, and the sword did not leave the monster’s throat. When he fell to the ground again, the third-level monster that he was fighting with had already separated and turned into a Corpse.
"Lao Wang, Lao Yang, have you seen it, your hatred will be reported for you!"
The crisis was lifted, the young man’s courage blew, he collapsed to the ground, sitting next to the torn corpses of two middle-aged men, panting heavily.
Yang Fan’s divine thought swept away and found that three thousand third-level monsters were also breathing away at a distance of a few thousand and a few hundred meters from the young man. The huge figure shuttled through the jungle, but one by one. It's like a cat, very fast.
The body and flesh of two middle-aged men and the **** breath from the three monsters are very easy to attract nearby monsters in such wild countryside.
Especially the fresh flesh and blood corpses of the two middle-aged men are absolutely fatal to the demon.
That is now, the vast majority of monsters in the wild are consciously gathering more towns and cities to gather the population, and now there are not many monsters remaining in the wilderness, otherwise, now come more than It's as simple as three third-level monsters.
"Who?!"
Finally, when the three monsters approached a position of about 100 meters, their sound of running and shutting could no longer be covered.
Hearing the movements, the young man jumped up from the ground again with a thrill, and the long sword in his hand posed a defensive sword across his chest.
However, when he saw three more monster monsters persecuting him, the young man's already pale face showed a trace of despair.
In order to kill the three monsters around him, he was already lifting his heart and was exhausted. He didn't expect that he had just slaughtered three in the front, he didn't even have time to catch his breath, and there were three more in the back.
Yu Shou!
Is he destined to die here today?
The wilderness is full of monsters and beasts. He has seen too many human beings devoured by those monsters.
Without reinforcements and assistance, there is no way to survive except on his own. But now, even he himself is a bit unreliable, hungry, hungry, and powerless, and then confronts the three giant monsters that are fierce, the young man really has no confidence to fight it.
However, he was certainly unwilling to sit here and wait to die. When three third-level monsters were about to pounce on him, the young man rapped his sword and flew up to the tree, which took only two or three seconds. In Kung Fu, he climbed directly to the canopy 100 meters high.
Yang Fan shook his head slightly. The jungle after the spiritual tide transformation was similar to the original forest that seemed to have existed for hundreds of thousands of years. The trees inside are high and the trees are 100 meters high. It is just normal, not at all. Bizarre.
Is it really possible to avoid danger by climbing the tree at this time?
But now, he is facing the third-level monster that has opened the wit, how can he still be like a kind of ignorant ordinary beast that returns without success?
"Master, that little guy's luck seems to be pretty good." Xiaohua said softly at this time: "You see the two fruits on the tree where he is, it seems to be spiritual fruits. Eat With them, the little guy will not only recover his energy, but also his strength will go further."
"Baba!"
Daihei interjected: "This should be the way of humanity, which is often said by humans?"
"Stupid!" Xiaohua gave a **** look contemptuously, and said: "It should be said that Jiren has his own appearance! This little guy's luck is very good!"
Yang Fan nodded gently to agree.
I have to say that the young man’s luck was indeed very good. He climbed a tree and met Lingguo.
But this is nothing. The boy's biggest luck today is actually meeting someone Yang, otherwise, in such a wild countryside, even if he is given more spiritual fruit, don’t even think about this boy. Go out alive from here.
"If it is not in a hurry, I don’t mind watching more plays here, but now, let’s do it quickly."
When I saw the monster that had arrived under the tree, I was about to devour the bodies of two middle-aged men on the ground. Yang Fan's brow furrowed, and he patted the **** head, and the **** figure moved. It spanned a distance of two kilometers in one stroke and arrived in a flash.
The huge breath of the fifth-level monster general shocked three three-level monster beasts and shivered, crawling directly to the ground.
Big black glanced at them disdainfully, stepped forward, slapped one with a slap, and was neat.
After that, with a huge dog mouth, in the blink of an eye, all the monster bodies on the ground were swallowed into the stomach.
The young man in the tree was so scared that the fruit he had just picked almost fell to the ground.
Nima.
A more ruthless one came!
Is this the day to die him?
Big black has a huge body, and the hair on his neck blocks the young man’s sight, so that he did not pay attention to riding Yang Fan sitting between **** necks for the first time.
"Okay, little brother!" Yang Fan jumped over Dahei's head, looked up at the tree crown, and said, "This big dog is my beast, doesn't hurt people, can you come down?"
The young man looked at Yang Fan standing on top of the black dog in surprise, his face was incredible, and he had no idea that someone could control this mutated monster.
“Relax, I’m not malicious.” Seeing the vigilance on the young man’s face, Yang Fan shook his head slightly and said, “I’m rushing to go to Yangcheng now. If you want, we can go on the road together. It’s a good deal."
"If you don’t want to, I won’t delay here too long, and I will leave immediately. However, the next time you want to see someone else, you don’t know when to wait."
Yang Fan didn’t have time to ink with him here. If it didn’t happen to him, and he saw some talent in this kid, it was the first living person that Yang Fan encountered during his journey. Yang Fan might not stay here at all. moment.
After all, his goal is Yangcheng, and there are more human races waiting for him to rescue him.
"Wait! I will come down!"
The young man heard the words, bite his teeth, no longer hesitated, and swooped down with a swish.
He knows that the following person is very good. Now in the wilderness and wilderness, there are still dozens of kilometers away from the nearest Yangcheng, but if he is alone, it is impossible to return to Yangcheng alive anyway.
And the stranger riding a big dog in front of him seems to have some skill, following him, maybe it will be a way of life.
In this case, the young man doesn’t have many choices. Even if there are many concerns in his heart, he has to gamble.
After coming down, the young man was not too close to Yang Fan. He looked at the two half-aged middle-aged corpses on the ground with pity, and then raised his head. The sounding asked Yang Fan: "I am Pan Shaoyang. How do you call it?"
Pan Shaoyang?
This name has some meaning. It turned out to be the same name as the later sword emperor. Yang Fan raised his eyebrows. He didn’t see a bit of the heroic force that the sword emperor should have, and the statue of the sword emperor. There are no similarities.
I really want to think about it. How could this young boy be Lord Sword Emperor?
Yang Fan shook his head slightly. There are so many people in the world who have the same name and surname, not to mention Master Jianhuang. Even if he has the same name as his handsome young man Yang, there are 800 in this world.
This one in front of me should be just a coincidence.
"Just call me Yang Fan." Yang Fan replied lightly and said, "Time is limited. If you believe me, come up now and let's go!"
"That..." Pan Shaoyang hesitated and said: "I want to deal with the bodies of the two colleagues first, without delay for too long, and it will be fine soon!"
Yang Fan heard the words, took a deep look at the little guy, and shook his head slightly: "Do you want to let them settle down for peace? Forget it, even if you buried them a hundred meters deep, you can't escape These monsters in the wild come out and devour their fate."
After finishing, Yang Fan raised his finger and a red flame suddenly fell on two half-dead corpses, but just burned both corpses to ashes in an instant~IndoMTL.com~ Then, the young man was surprised In the endless eyes, Yang Fan waved his hand again, and a breeze blew away, completely blowing the ashes off the ground into the jungle.
"This is the best way to deal with corpses."
"Remember, the human flesh and blood of the human race is the best tonic for the monster, leaving the body no matter where you are buried. "
"Only in this way can they be truly liberated. At the same time, it will not allow the monsters to evolve again because of their bodies, and their strength will become more powerful."
Yang Fan returned to Big Dog’s neck again, patted the open space around him, and glanced at Pan Shaoyang.
Pan Shaoyang realized that he bent over and bowed to Yang Fan solemnly, and then he no longer hesitated. He flew up in luck and fell right next to Yang Fan.
Yang Fan patted Da Hei’s head again and said softly:
"Leave the big black, go to Yangcheng!"