Chapter 143 Mao Xiaofang Injured

Swish.

The golden rays of light are endless, and each ray of light falls down like a sharp sword, unstoppable and unstoppable, hitting the dead body, and the dead body screams incessantly.

"Ah, what is this!?"

Sakai screamed, and the strands of golden light fell on his body, as if cutting his skin, which was extremely painful.

"Ding, get Yin power..."

"..."

The sound of the system kept coming to mind, which made Jiang Fan work harder. These are all Yin power values.

Sakai glared at Jiang Fan. He knew that the culprit of all this was Jiang Fan. These were the imperial elite fighters of the Yamatoko Kingdom, but now they were slaughtered by others, which made him feel like a knife.

The hatred towards Jiang Fan overflowed his pupils, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring. He resisted the huge sense of separation, raised his magic knife, and shouted: "Die!"

Jiang Fan saw it and snorted coldly.

"It's time to pay off your debt!"

For the Kimono Kingdom, Jiang Fan has no emotion at all. These people deserve to die.

The crouching demon array has already taken shape, and Jiang Fan doesn't need to use too much aura. In the face of Sakai's crazy attack, Jiang Fan does not retreat but advances.

In his eyes, this is not a magic knife, but a little yin value.

click.

"Hahaha, court death!"

Sakai looked at Jiang Fan frantically, seeing that the other party was about to resist the magic knife, Sakai smiled as if he had lost his mind.

This was not a slash, but a horizontal slash. He vaguely remembered the horror of Jiang Fan catching a white blade with his bare hands, and he would never use the slashing move in front of Jiang Fan.

What he didn't know was that Jiang Fan was 100% catching the blade with his bare hands.

Bang!
Sakai, who was shocked by the huge rebound force, was stunned for a moment. Jiang Fan did not catch the magic knife, but resisted the magic knife in a more shocking way.

"Your body...how could it be so powerful?"

This time Sakai was not shocked, but frightened.

It has never been seen that someone's physical body can catch a magic knife.

At this time, Jiang Fan was immersed in the joy of gaining the value of yin energy. You must know that this magic knife contains thousands of resentful spirits, and the yin energy contained in it is extremely terrifying.

"Hmph, with your small knife, you want to break my body, it's really shameless."

In front of Sakai, Jiang Fan grabbed the magic knife and tortured himself crazily.

Sakai was stunned by Jiang Fan's actions.

Why don't you just tickle me?
Xuan Kui was also frightened by Jiang Fan's actions, do you want to have such an embarrassing expression?
"This kid is so terrifying, I am definitely not an opponent, wait until I am extremely powerful, let's fight again!"

Sakai, who was about to retreat, chose to retreat without hesitation, but how could Jiang Fan let him do so.

"Everyone, stop him!"

However, Sakai, who drew his magic knife, yelled angrily at the howling corpses. He controlled the corpses and let them rush to Jiang Fan with all their strength to exert their last remaining heat.

Sakai, on the other hand, took advantage of the gap, chopped down more than a dozen zombies one after another, and walked away.

"I will definitely come back with blood and slaughter!"

Before leaving, Sakai uttered a harsh word, he was not reconciled, he thought he had the chance to win, but in the end there were too many surprises, which cost him his troops.

"Leave your magic knife!"

Jiang Fan said to Sakai, Sakai heard this, staggered and almost fell.

Jiang Fan's love for the magic knife is undisguised, which is surprising.

"Of course I won't forget what I promised you."

Sakai's departure did not cause any emotional fluctuations in Jiang Fan, he came to Xuan Kui and said.

Xuan Kui knew what the other party meant, nodded, and then prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, you can't go yet!"

Jiang Fan said suddenly, Xuan Kui looked at Jiang Fan in doubt.

"I need you to do one thing, level the Zhongling Pagoda!"

Zhongling Pagoda?
Humph.

Just those filthy spirits.

It is not worthy of the word Zhongling at all.

Xuan Kui was silent for a moment after hearing this, and Jiang Fan continued: "Don't worry, these guys will accompany you."

After speaking, Jiang Fan turned and left.

This time the goods were full, and Jiang Fan was very excited seeing that the value of Yin energy was about to exceed [-], but he did not forget the injured Mao Xiaofang.

……

Yang Feiyun took Mao Xiaofang back to the Taoist hall, which was already full of people.

Other nearby villagers who heard the news rushed into the Taoist hall one after another. At this moment, all they can rely on is Mao Xiaofang.

"Oh, Master Mao is back, we are saved!"

"Look quickly, Master Mao seems to be injured, what's going on?"

"Come on, even Master Mao is not a match for those dead bodies. Can we just wait for death?"

Seeing the injured Mao Xiaofang, the originally confident people felt sad, and suddenly felt that the Taoist hall they were in had become less safe.

Yang Feiyun ignored the wailing of these villagers, and said to them: "Get out of the way, I will help Master Mao in."

The villagers stared blankly at the pale Mao Xiaofang, and remained silent.

Yang Feiyun brought Mao Xiaofang into the Taoist hall, told everyone not to crowd around Mao Xiaofang, and gave Mao Xiaofang a little more space.

"What's going on outside?"

Someone asked softly, with unspeakable fear in the words.

"Everyone be quiet. Master Mao is injured now and needs to rest. If everyone is okay, you can go to Yu's house to find Inspector Ke. It's safe there."

Upon hearing this, everyone said goodbye to Yang Feiyun without saying anything. After a while, the people from the Taoist hall, which was already overcrowded, went to Yu's house instead of the empty building.

"Master..."

When Yang Feiyun was pouring tea for Mao Xiaofang, Afan ran over.

Yang Feiyun saw Afan and asked, "Why are you back, where is Wencai?"

Looking anxious, Afan didn't understand Yang Feiyun's words, and replied: "Brother Yang, Wencai is fine, those dead bodies were driven away by Wencai!"

"what happened?"

Mao Xiaofang moved his lips when he heard the voice, and asked with difficulty.

Afan had no choice but to tell the two of the future. When they learned that Xuan Kui had brought a lot of zombies to fight against Sakai, the two of them were in shock, unbelievable that such a thing would happen.

"In the final analysis, Xuan Kui is still a man of flowers. Facing Sakai, the national spirit in his bones bursts out, and this is the only scene."

Yang Feiyun sighed and told the truth.

Mao Xiaofang nodded, Xuan Kui's shot made him look at him with admiration.

"It will be dawn soon. Since Sakai has receded, he probably won't come to attack the town again, but we must get rid of Sakai as soon as possible, otherwise they will attack again at night."

Mao Xiaofang's voice was panting, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker, which made both Yang Feiyun and Afan very worried.

"I am back."

Following the sound of footsteps, Jiang Fan walked in from the door and said.

"Get out of your way!"

Jiang Fan came to Mao Xiaofang's side and took a look at Mao Xiaofang's injuries. His wounds had turned black, and there was faint black air steaming.

(End of this chapter)

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