Chapter 1 Lin Fan returns after rebirth

The banished immortal is almost driven crazy.

Lao Gui only needs one punch to hit it, just like Jiang Chen hit Lao Gui.

Only then did it realize how big the gap was between destroying a city and destroying a city.

Originally, its combat power distribution was: if Lao Gui could take one punch from Jiang Chen, then Lao Gui was equal to one punch.

He and Lao Gui are in the same group, so their fighting power is also one punch.

But taking into account his own tricks, with their functional auxiliary effects, he can add another punch, making it equal to two punches.

It can be seen that the banished immortal is smaller than the general and minister, but larger than the old cunning man.

It also didn't expect that it had slightly underestimated this group of old tricks.

Turns out, they’re worth three punches!

That's why the power of my two punches was suppressed so much.

The exiled immortal recovered to his peak state in the blink of an eye and said angrily:

"What do you have to do to believe me?"

"You'll believe it if you die!"

"Gui is dead in the first place!"

"How dare you insult my intelligence!!"

"..."

The exiled immortal is in despair, which can only be described as deep despair.

Because he had just recovered to his prime and thousands of years had passed, the tension disappeared instantly when he came out.

It couldn't help but complain.

Obviously, I have to pay the price for this complaint.

"Wait, don't get excited. Weird can't lie. Besides, it's been beaten like this, and it hasn't asked the Eternal Punishment Corpse for help yet. It doesn't seem like they are in the same group."

Finally, a rational person stopped the Mao man who was about to go berserk and started to analyze and explain the situation.

The banished immortal was deeply moved.

Finally, someone found the problem.

If the fight continues, it will no longer be able to use that incredible trick.

It can use tricks infinitely, and the parts consumed by the tricks can also be fully restored inside it.

Theoretically, as long as one move cannot kill instantly, the banished immortal can live forever.

In practice, if you stay in a blank space for a long time, even if it is a trick, you will start to feel like dying.

Once it appears, death is really not far away.

For example, now, the exiled immortal has been beaten too many times.

When I thought about entering that empty space and staying there for thousands of years, I couldn't help but feel lazy.

The hairy man slowly lowered his fist, and the surrounding black tubes gradually retracted.

The other few old ghosts also stopped attacking.

That makes sense. If a banished immortal is working for others, why doesn’t his corpse, which is eternally punished, come to help?

Saving the exiled immortal is just a matter of words.

As soon as it opens its mouth, no matter how angry it is, it dare not vent it on the banished immortal. It can only sulk for thousands of years, and the days will pass like this.

"You are right. If I were one of them, why would I have to explain to you all so much? I am explaining because I hate humans so deeply."

The banished immortal had a sad face and held on to the future tightly.

It wants to create a world without humans!

The hairy man still did not let down his guard, but raised his eyebrows, "Is it possible that it did not join the human race, but... cooperated with humans and traded with them?"

This possibility is not impossible.

Because it is just a cooperative relationship, the general did not help, and humans would not save it.

But if you complete the task, there will be a reward.

If you think about it this way, it's possible.

The exiled immortal stretched out his hands and pressed his palms downward, signaling everyone to look at him.

"You may not know what the word 'exiled immortal' means. These two words are filled with anger towards humans and loyalty to the weird—"

"Hey, Exiled Immortal, you are here!"

The old man spoke loudly and cheerfully.

Behind him, there were five great masters, famous for their weirdness!

Three provinces -

Director Fu——

A ten-year-old boy whom I don’t know but who followed those four, must be very strong!

The old man waved and said happily:

"I have business for you, do you want it?"

Exiled Immortal: “…”

Mao Ren: “…”

The other old guile: "..."

What scares me most is that the air suddenly becomes quiet.

"I must kill this little trick. It has deceived us several times!"

Exiled Immortal: "No, listen to my explanation. I told him..."

shhhhh--

Several black tubes pierced through the body of the banished immortal.

But before the other few fell, a flash of light appeared.

All the clarinet pipes were broken.

"You dare to touch me, do you want to die?"

The Shangshu Sheng, who was beaten by Ming Shuishui without any ability to fight back, had a huge aura in front of the old villains.

The Secretariat and the Ministry of Personnel also stepped forward slowly and protected the exiled immortal in the middle.

The exiled immortal's mind was a little confused.

"No, I don't want to associate with humans..."

boom--

The opponent's Impermanence Seal came down suddenly, and Sansheng bent his knees slightly and took it!

The ten-year-old boy was startled and said nervously:

"There are so many of them, Director Fu, please take action!"

The existence that is comparable to the ancestor of Bagu Mountain is the woman in pink in front of you!

It folded its hands across its chest, staring at the battle in front of it, and said calmly:

"Can't beat it."

Can't beat...

The ten-year-old boy took a look and was stunned. The three provinces joined forces and attacked, and half of the hairy man's body was blown away.

The old ghosts around were frightened and flew backwards.

"This is...Okay, okay, Exiled Immortal, I'll remember it."

The Mao people suffered a loss, and everyone remembered the fear of being hit one by one by Jiang Chen, and no one dared to move.

The ten-year-old boy was shocked, "As expected of Director Fu, he can even see this!"

"..."

I mean, I can't beat him.

If nothing unexpected happens, any old ghost here can beat me up.

If possible, please don't call me for battle.

I also don’t want to be discovered that I can’t fight.

"I've already said it before, there's no chance for me and humans, why don't you believe me?!"

The banished immortal was so angry that he didn't know who to explain to, and he looked at the old man viciously.

By the way, there is another way to prove it, that is to kill this old man and tell those old scoundrels that they were framed.

How could a banished immortal, one of the four evil spirits in Xiangyu, submit to humans?

The Three Poisons of Yunyu are impossible, and the Four Evils of Xiangyu are equally impossible!

I must live up to my title!

The exiled immortal looked at the old man fiercely, then saw the ten-year-old boy out of the corner of his eye, and then the woman in pink with her arms folded.

It seems... I can’t beat him.

The old man stood there with a grin on his face, looking down at the banished immortal who was beaten and lying on the ground.

Reach out.

The voice was deep and deep: "Be my trick!"

The exiled immortal stared blankly at the hand that was extended to him.

Around it, stood three provinces.

In front stood Director Fu and the ten-year-old boy.

If it refused, it had no doubt that it would be beaten to death here.

Can……

If there is only a desperate situation ahead, even if I am a banished immortal, I will go to the end of the world to take a look!

"I refuse—"

Bang!

The Secretariat struck it in the head with one blow.

At this point, it understood what it meant to be a prodigal son. After staying in the trick for a thousand years, it became docile after coming out.

"I refuse..."

The Secretariat raised its fist again.

"I will not let you down for your kindness. I will trouble you all in the future."