Taoyuan Mountain Village: Beginning as a Grandpa

Eighteen powerhouses with a half-step psychic power, and eighteen posts asking for a fight, all declared that they would go directly to the southwest and take Chen Yifan's life.

Many warriors, whose passion was ignited by these [-] posts, commented one after another, claiming that as long as the major powerhouses go out to battle, they will definitely follow.

Time passed slowly amidst the bursts of boiling, and all the warriors of the sect were waiting for Chen Yifan's arrival.

What they were waiting for was the moment when Chen Yifan fell here.

The sun rose, the sun set, and until the full moon hung high in the dark night, they still did not see Chen Yifan's figure.

This completely disappointed all the warriors of the sect who were waiting for this battle, and they were full of deep contempt for Chen Yifan.

"Hehe, I've already said it, there is no need to wait at all. Chen Yifan is nothing but a king of the mountain. How dare he come to our ancient city of Central Plains to seek death."

"Hmph, some people are like this. They think that with a little bit of ability, they can ignore the powerful in the world, but how could he know how powerful our sect warriors are?"

"Don't worry, everyone. Although Chen Yifan is a coward, our [-] warriors will not just let this ruthless guy go. As long as it is past twelve o'clock tonight, all strong men will Go south and southwest, and kill Chen Yifan!"

"Hahaha, have fun! This is the aura that my generation of warriors should have! The one named Chen Yifan should learn from it!"

Almost in an instant, the decision of the eighteen warriors spread throughout the martial arts world. Whether in reality or on the forum, everyone was completely crazy.

They were already prepared. Even if they didn't sleep tonight, they had to take a good look at the feeling of Chen Yifan being stepped on.

But what everyone didn't know was that as a high-speed train from the south stopped, a man in black casual clothes slowly walked out from the exit.

He was wearing a pair of sunglasses and light blue jeans. He looked like a college student who had just graduated and was on a graduation journey.

This person is Chen Yifan.

In the past few days, he has never inquired about this news from the outside world, and he has no interest in inquiring about it. He just quietly swallowed the power of the bloody coffin at the 36th gate of the Southwest Ghost Road.

Not only that, but he also strengthened the formations around the 36 gates of the Southwest Ghost Dao, forming a complete series of formations, one link after another, continuous.

This time, Chen Yifan no longer had the slightest extra thought about the arrangement of the formations. They were all the most vicious killing formations. As long as someone dared to break into them randomly, there was only one dead end.

Even if it is a half-step powerhouse like Yi Congfeng, death is only a matter of time.

Even if a real psychic enters, if he doesn't pay a price, he doesn't want to escape from this place.

This is Chen Yifan's preparation for the 36 gates of ghosts.

The Lord of Blood Prison never treats those who follow him casually. Everyone is his good brother.

It was precisely because of these arrangements that it took him so much time that he now had the opportunity to come to the ancient city of Central Plains.

The ancient city of Central Plains, also known as the capital of martial arts, whether it is in history books or in various novels, whenever the word martial arts is mentioned, the ancient city of Central Plains will not be missing.

Looking at the quaint city wall and the brilliant modern lights that intersect with it, Chen Yifan's eyes flickered with cold blood.

Before coming here, the 36 gates of the Ghost Dao had already handed over all the information they could collect to him.

"The hunting game is about to begin."

Stepping into this ancient city gate step by step, Chen Yifan's figure blended with the crowd just like that.

Just after his figure left the high-speed rail station, someone was whispering on a black Audi off-road not far away.

"That guy has arrived."

A middle-aged man in a black suit spoke slowly, with a cold and ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth. He took out the walkie-talkie, as if he wanted to tell someone.

"Everyone, get ready, that."

His words had just been spoken, but suddenly stopped, and there was no second half of the sentence.

A puzzled voice came from the other end of the walkie-talkie.

"Brother Biao, what are you going to do to prepare? Could it be that you found something?" But after the question came, no one answered him, only incomparably silent.

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"It's not right, go and have a look!"

The people over there heard it, and Dang even sensed that something was wrong, and quickly greeted other people not far away, and ran towards the black Audi.

This group of people announced that they are all martial arts people who have trained their muscles, bones and skin externally. Although they have not cultivated internal strength, they are not comparable to ordinary people.

Especially their waists are bulging, it is clear that they brought the guy over.

I saw them carefully surrounding the black Audi, with their right hands lightly placed on their waists, and approaching the black Audi step by step.

From the window, they could vaguely see that there should be three people sitting inside the window.

"Report, there is no one else in the car, only Brother Biao!" The leader of the team said something into the walkie-talkie, greeted everyone, and opened the car door.

"This is?" When it was opened, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes, and almost forgot to breathe in surprise.

I saw that inside the black Audi, the three of Brother Biao all opened their eyes wide, as if they had seen something terrifying, they sat there in a daze, without any breath of life at all.

And on their bodies, where blood vessels should obviously be, traces of blood appeared at this moment, as if they were about to fly out of their bodies.

Without waiting for everyone to come back to their senses, the blood-colored lines trembled by themselves, as if something was flowing under the lines.

Seeing this scene, everyone subconsciously pulled out their guns.

"Brother Biao! What's wrong with you! Brother Biao! Speak!" The leader of the team was sweating coldly. Seeing such a strange thing, he didn't dare to get close at all, but kept yelling.

But at this time, Brother Biao, there is no way to answer him, there is no life in his body at all.

Just waiting for the voice of the person leading the team to fall, the bloody lines on Brother Biao and the other two people suddenly moved wildly, turning into bloody rays of light, completely illuminating the entire carriage.

During the flickering of the bloody light, the bodies of Brother Biao and the three of them exploded completely, but there was no flesh and blood, only a little bit of bloody streamer.

The seat was empty, as if no one had ever existed.