The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 55: The Peak of Bone Forging Realm

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"There is the way up the mountain, right."

Half an hour later, Zhuo Fan and the little beggar poked their heads out of the bushes in front of a narrow mountain road.

Zhuo Fan looked into the distance, and saw that there were more than 30 guards guarding, all of whom were strong men above the Bone Forging Realm. He couldn't help but frown.

With his current strength, with the upper third-ranking evil moon wheel and the natal blood infant, it is not difficult to break through. But the problem is how to pass quietly.

Otherwise, if there is any movement here, it will inevitably attract the elders stationed here in Nether Valley. Coupled with the Xuan Xuan expert of the Xue family, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to get out of trouble.

After thinking about it for a moment, Zhuo Fan finally shook his head helplessly. It seems that if he wants to go up the mountain, he has to rely on this little beggar to lead the way.

"Xiaoning, where is your secret passage?"

Zhuo Fan looked back at the little beggar, but the little beggar didn't seem to be relieved from the previous shock. Although the tears in his eyes were dry, his nose still twitched.

"You...you come with me..." He sniffed, and the little beggar took Zhuo Fan into the bushes again.

Zhuo Fan looked helpless, why is this kid less courageous than a mouse? Ever since he saw his action earlier, this kid has been so scared that he has been crying, but he hasn't alleviated now.

Those who were injured are all enemies chasing you, not your relatives. Why have you been crying?

Zhuo Fan is slanderous in his heart, but there is no way, who has let himself have agreed to him. What he fears most now is that after taking the little beggar up the mountain, facing so many ferocious spirit beasts, his ears will never be pure.

With a long sigh, Zhuo Fan followed the little beggar through the gloomy woods for a while. I don't know how long it took before I found a hole beside a secret river that could only be entered and exited by one person.

"That's...here..." The little beggar tried to stop the crying, but his body still shook, "I...when I was a kid, I used to hide from my father and play with my brothers from here. !"

Zhuo Fan raised his brows, looked at the cave, and then at the surrounding environment, nodding secretly. This place is extremely secretive. If it weren't for the locals to lead the way, where could outsiders find this cave?

Presumably this was only found by the little beggar and his brothers playing around, otherwise they would have been taken care of by the people of Nether Valley.

"Okay, Xiaoning, you go first, I will follow!"

Zuo Fan yelled and pushed the little beggar. Although he doesn't think there will be any conspiracy in this, but the habit of many years makes him cautious everywhere.

The little beggar also knew it well, gave him an annoyed look, and bent over to get into the cave.

However, at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded.

"Ning'er, stop!"

Huh!

With the sound of breaking through the air, a huge figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. This person is probably over forty years old, dressed in a Chinese dress, and burly in shape. A pair of big eyes are piercing and energetic, faintly exuding the domineering of the strong.

"Bone Forging Realm Peak Power!"

Zuo Fan frowned, his fists tightened, "Are you the head of the Xue family, Xue Wanlong?"

"Good eyesight!"

Xue Wanlong gave a big compliment, nodded, and said lightly: "The old man's eldest son Xue Gang, did you hurt you?"

"Yes," Zhuo Fan smiled slightly and said lightly, "He wants to take away my people. I didn't want his life to be very polite!"

"What, your people?"

When he heard what he said, Xue Wanlong couldn't help but stared at the little beggar behind Zhuo Fan with his huge eyes. The little beggar blushed and hurriedly hid behind Zhuo Fan.

For a time, Xue Wanlong's expression turned out to be extremely strange.

"Father!"

At this moment, a call came, and then a boy in white rushed to Xue Wanlong's side. When he saw the little beggar, he couldn't help laughing out: "Hahaha...what am I talking about? Ning'er must be hiding here."

"Father, let me help you get him back!"

The young man laughed, completely ignoring Zhuo Fan on the side, and rushed towards the little beggar with a flying step.

Damn, this kid is too defiant, when I'm the air!

Zhuo Fan's eyes were slightly narrowed, and an anger was secretly aroused in his heart. When the young man came to the front, a palm of his hand suddenly flashed red.

In an instant, the young man felt his breath stagnated and his blood turbulence. Just at the moment of this moment, Zhuo Fan's shot was lightning fast, and he grabbed his neck. As soon as his hands tightened, his whole body was completely unable to move.

"What do you want to do?" Xue Wanlong was surprised and said loudly.

He never expected that his son would be restrained so easily by the boy in front of him.

In fact, at the very beginning, he had already seen Zhuo Fan's ability to gather five qi. So he was still wondering, how did such a person seriously hurt his eldest son and his guards?

But now, he finally understands why!

Compared to his two good sons that he cultivated carefully in the family, Zhuo Fan is more like a beast killed in a **** wind. Although the cultivation base is relatively weak, the timing and strength of the shots are extremely fierce and decisive. One move to defeat the enemy, and even one to kill.

In front of Zhuo Fan, his two sons are like flowers in a greenhouse, they are not rivals at all.

With a wicked smile on his face, Zhuo Fan lifted the young man high and said coldly: "With the five-fold cultivation base of gathering energy, this must be your second son, Xue Lin." /

"Quickly let him go, otherwise the old man will never let you go!" Xue Wanlong yelled with an anger in his heart.

With a cold smile, Zhuo Fan shook his head non-committal: "If I really let him go, you really won't let me go!"

"Patriarch Xue, no matter what Xiao Ning has with you, he is now my person. I only hope you can stop here! Otherwise..."

Speaking, Zhuo Fan's hand slammed hard, and Xue Lin immediately lost his breath, and his tongue stuck out: "Then you can collect the body of your son!"

"Don't!"

Xue Wanlong didn't say anything, the little beggar grabbed Zhuo Fan's arm and shook it back and forth, his eyes all begging.

Zhuo Fan was taken aback, this little beggar had a brain problem, why did he speak to the enemy again?

Xue Wanlong looked at the two of them, and his eyes were complicated. But soon, as if he had made some determination, his face became calm.

This made Zhuo Fan startled, a little unclear.

"Boy, what's your name?" Xue Wanlong said lightly.

Zhuo Fan smiled slightly: "I am alone, I am not afraid of you seeking revenge. I am not afraid to tell you, Zhuo Fan!"

"Okay, Zhuo Fan! Do you have to protect him anyway today?" Xue Wanlong pointed at the little beggar, and his eyes showed an unprecedented seriousness.

With a cold snort, Zhuo Fan said firmly: "He is my person, I will keep it to the end!"

"Okay, let's make a bet. You let my son go first, and you take me ten strokes. If I can't win within ten strokes, the old man will stop chasing him from now on, how? "

With his eyes narrowed slightly, Zhuo Fan thought for a moment, revealing a wicked smile. With a flick of his hand, he threw that Xue Lin back.

"Well, you are not afraid that I will break my promise?" Xue Wanlong said loudly as a glimmer of praise flashed in his eyes.

With a sneer, Zhuo Fan said lightly: "If I want to kill him, you can't stop it!"

"Don't be ashamed to say something!" Hearing this, Xue Wanlong was unconscious and roared, "Ten tricks, take it!"

As soon as the words fell, Xue Wanlong rushed towards Zhuo Fan fiercely, and the powerful aura of the peak of the bone forging stage also pressed him without reservation. But Zhuo Fan remained unchanged and stood there quietly.

Xue Wanlong's brows trembled, and he gave a secret compliment.

However, before he rushed in front of Zhuo Fan, Zhuo Fan stepped on suddenly, not only did not hide, but also rushed forward. This can't help but make Xue Wanlong's heart inexplicable. It stands to reason that even if this kid has rich combat experience, it is absolutely impossible to compete with the Bone Forging Realm master! But how...

But the next moment, he knew the reason.

But seeing a flash of light in Zhuo Fan's hand, the evil moon wheel was already in his hand. Accompanied by the gleaming silver light, Zhuo Fan suddenly accelerated, and instantly deceived Xue Wanlong in front of him. A round from bottom to top, cut straight to him!

"The Third Grade Magic Treasure?"

Seeing this, Xue Wanlong couldn't help being shocked. Quickly turn your feet and flash to the side!

However, at this moment, a red light sprang out from Zhuo Fan's body and flew straight towards Xue Wanlong.

"Yes!"

Zhuo Fan grinned, showing a cold, murderous smile.

But at this very moment, an anomaly suddenly occurred!

Just as the blood infant was about to fly into Xue Wanlong's body, it was bounced back with a "touch". Affected by this rebound, Zhuo Fan was connected to the blood infant's life, and the blood in his heart also swelled. With a crooked hand, the evil moon wheel was actually turned off.

With a silver blade, it struck Xue Wanlong's cheek like a shooting star.

When both of them stopped, Zhuo Fan had already stood where Xue Wanlong was originally, with a solemn expression on his face. He had just planned to use the blood infant to control his body when Xue Wanlong focused his attention on this evil moon wheel, a fatal move!

However, I never expected that the blood baby would be bounced back, and the round that affected him was also missed.

Turning around, I saw that Xue Wanlong's chest was flashing, Zhuo Fan's eyes shrank, and he screamed: "Second-Rank Defensive Magic Treasure?"

Now he finally knows the reason, and his heart is getting heavier.

The opponent has a second-grade magic treasure bodyguard, so the blood infant of his Qi gathering state is completely useless. In the next battle, he could only rely on the evil moon wheel.

However, he is still bored with the next battle here, but Xue Wanlong is already shocked that his jaw is about to fall off.

How could he have thought that a five-fold Qi-gathering cultivator would have such a terrifying combat power. Just a little bit, his head was about to be completely cut off by that magic treasure.

Fortunately, he even arrogantly offered to let the boy take ten moves and let them go.

His grandma, according to the current situation, let alone his ten moves, within these ten moves, it is already very good for Lao Tzu to keep his head!

Thinking of this, he looked at the pair of chain mail he was thinking of, and couldn't help but sigh to himself. Fortunately, before he went out, his father warned him that the person who took Ning'er this time might be a terrifying opponent, and asked him to wear the sky mail of the family's ancestry. Otherwise, it is estimated that the kid will take a second to himself.

Although he still doesn't know the role of the blood baby, he already faintly feels that as long as the red light enters the body, he will definitely die!

As soon as he thought of this, he looked at Zhuo Fanna's gloomy eyes as if he was about to eat him, and his cold sweat couldn't stop shed.

This is the first time he has encountered such a terrible opponent. Especially this opponent is just a cultivator with five levels of Qi Gathering Realm!

"Fucking, this kid, is it a monster..." After gritting his teeth hard, Xue Wanlong couldn't help taking a breath...