My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 840
really.

Elder Mo Sang was so angry that he burst out with all his might, and slapped several palms in succession, killing several people.

"We, Moxumen, don't need such a traitor."

this moment.

Elder Mosang, who is usually naive, showed a ferocious side.

The disciple who originally wanted to beg for mercy did not dare to have any ideas, so he behaved well.

Kill one to set an example!

"Okay, I watched the play, and you killed people."

"It's time for you to hit the road."

Ye Fan raised the golden cudgel again, ready to crush it again.

"Brother Zhuanfeng, stay on the front line in life, so we can meet again in the future! Do you really want to kill them all?"

Elder Mosang made a final effort.

Ye Fan didn't answer, but the gradual crushing of the golden cudgel already explained everything.

"Boom boom boom!"

Every time the golden cudgel hits the shield, it makes a loud noise.

The shield was even more crumbling, as if it would break at any moment.

suddenly.

Mo Sang's eyes lit up.

He seemed to have noticed something unusual.

Ye Fan's face gradually turned ferocious.

This is clearly a sign of his incompetence.

Mo Sang shouted immediately.

"Everyone hold on, brother Zhuanfeng has consumed a lot, and his aura is almost unbearable."

"As long as his aura is empty, it's time for us to fight back! Hold on!"

Elder Mosang spat out a mouthful of blood from the powerful impact.

But he swallowed it back firmly.

These bloods are all manifestations of his hatred.

Every time a mouthful of blood came out, he hated Ye Fan more.

In the end, he wanted to sacrifice his hatred with Ye Fan's blood and soul.

"That's right, his attack speed is getting slower and slower!"

"Everyone must persevere!"

……

Ok?
Do you really think my aura will be empty?
It is indeed empty.

The aura needed for the golden cudgel is too strong.

Ye Fan couldn't recover at all.

Even though he was like the sea, he couldn't help being so consumed.

Immediately, he took out a pill from the treasure chest.

This elixir was refined by him himself.

It combines the refining methods of Juling Pill and Huiling Pill.

It is a elixir invented by Ye Fan himself.

He also gave a super domineering name, called Daliwan.

The medicine pill melts in the mouth.

Ye Fan only felt that the aura rapidly expanded and quickly filled his dantian.

"Hahaha! Do you want to wait until my aura is exhausted? Just dream!"

"I can probably fight until dawn tomorrow, but I don't know if you can hold on."

Ye Fan put down his rhetoric.

Let Mo Sang and others fall into despair.

The hope and persistence just now were shattered in an instant.

"Puff puff!"

next moment.

Several people couldn't hold on, vomited blood wildly, their bodies were severely overdrawn, and they could no longer move an inch.

"Elder Mosang, didn't you say that he is almost exhausted? I feel like he's getting stronger."

"It's not enough to succeed, it's more than failure. Talking is like farting."

"Don't insist, persistence means enduring unnecessary pain."

……

boom!
The shield finally shattered.

Unable to support.

And the Golden Cudgel appeared in front of everyone again.

"Run, how many can you run?"

Elder Mo Sang roared and gave the last order, after which his body was crushed mercilessly.

Elder Mosang didn't understand until he died.

Why did Ye Fan recover so quickly!
Why does he have such shocking hidden weapons as the golden cudgel.

Why am I so stupid to avenge Mo Chou.

But all doubts will die with his life.

Leftover offal.

With one stick and one stick, Ye Fan rushed into the crowd and killed them all.

When he came back, he was covered in blood, like a bloody man emerging from hell.

Everyone looked at Ye Fan in horror.

Couldn't speak for a long time.

"Boss, take a bath." Dai Si suggested.

"Okay, let's boil the water."

Ye Fan smiled slightly.

"What? Afraid of me?"

Everyone quickly shook their heads.

But there are also quite a few nods.

"Haha, don't worry! I'm your boss, I won't kill you."

"Of course, you must be obedient."

Now, everyone nodded in unison, like cute kittens.

Ye Fan's goal has been achieved.

The strength I showed today is probably enough to shock their hearts.

The image of a god is perfectly established.

It is estimated that no one will dare to disobey him in the future.

After taking a shower.

Dai Si also took people to clean up the corpse.

He carried a blood-soaked person, and said, "Boss, there is a living person here."

"Oh?"

"What a fate."

Ye Fan smiled and ignored him.

Instead, keep your eyes on the booty.

The weapons, accessories, and carry-on items of these people are all treasures.

Some things are even more valuable.

"Boss, these are all your trophies, please keep them quickly."

Ye Fan glanced at it.

It's nothing more than some exercises, precious jade or something.

It's worth nothing to him.

"Hehe, what do I charge? Save it for the bald legion, as a fund."

"In the future, I will have a clear reward and punishment system here."

"If you practice hard, I will reward you, if you slacken your cultivation, you will be punished."

"Do you have any objections?"

Everyone naturally obeyed Ye Fan.

How dare there be any objection.

And this is also a way to spur them to work hard, who would not know what is good or bad.

"Well, you are all savages, and the exercises you practice are not systematic at all."

With that said, Ye Fan picked up the Blood Soul Jue on the ground.

"From now on, you will practice this exercise together."

what?
Everyone was shocked.

"Boss, the Blood Soul Art is a well-known evil art. Although the cultivation speed is fast, it is very bloodthirsty."

Ye Fan smiled.

"Of course not the original, but my modified version."

"I will keep the advantages of its fast cultivation speed and discard the characteristics of evil skills. Just wait."

Everyone seems to understand but not understand.

Can even the exercises be changed?
They were full of doubts.

Only Dai Si, who is born strong, knows how difficult it is to change the exercises.

His eyes were full of horror.

But there is no doubt.

Because he believed in Ye Fan.

"You wait for me for an hour."

Ye Fan walked into his room and directly sent the exercises to the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord.

There is this channel.

No need to be white.

As for the exercises given by the Bull Demon King, everyone couldn't use them at all.

Their qualifications vary.

Some even didn't get started.

Comprehension of this advanced technique is simply a loft in the air.

Not at all realistic.

an hour.

Ye Fan came out of the room 'weakly'.

"Okay, let's go practice."

This scene melted everyone's hearts.

Know each other for just one day.

He has paid so much for us!

Single-handedly, avenge your brother.

After killing so many innate powerhouses, almost one person wiped out the entire Mo Xumen.

At this time, apart from the bare-handed commander Suzerain, Mo Xumen hardly had any powerful combat power.

But now, he exhausted his aura and helped to change his exercises.

Not asking for a penny.

There are so many precious treasures, but none of them are taken.

This kind of kindness is greater than the sky.

(End of this chapter)