"Zhang Chulan, I'm so miserable…"
The Weeping Grave Man was still looking at the soul flag on his shoulder. His face was pale as he looked at Zhang Chulan who was lying down.
Moreover, he kicked him to Lu Liang's side and said miserably,"Hurry up and complete the mission. We still have to go back!”
"Good, as expected of Grave-Weeper. Just now, your evil spirit was actually not afraid of the pure Yang lightning.”
"I'm so miserable…it's not that I'm not afraid…it's just that that kid's lightning can't threaten me yet.”
Lu Liang nodded his head in a half-understanding manner. He then lowered his head to look at Zhang Chulan and smiled.
"I'm sorry. I'm just borrowing your soul for a while. It's just a little pain.”
"F * ck you…Who are you?”
Zhang Chulan roared crazily when she saw that the shorty in front of her was actually going to do something to her soul.
However, no matter how much he roared, it could not affect Lu Liang's Bright Soul Technique at all.
"Go ahead, no one will come even if you scream until you break your throat…Haha!"
Whoosh...
Just as Lu Liang was smirking with a smug face, a piercing sound rang out.
bang
Immediately after, Lu Liang's body flew out, leaving a long deep pit on the ground.
On Lu Liang's body, there was a golden popcorn embedded in his chest, and there was a continuous trickle of blood.
What made one's scalp tingle the most was that there was also silver lightning flashing in the blood.
"What is it? What is this?"
"Who is it? Who is it?"
When the Weeping Grave Man and the Guilao saw Lu Liang's miserable state, the Xiantian Qi in their bodies circulated rapidly. Their faces were full of seriousness as they sized up their surroundings.
Crack... Crack
Not long after, the sound of footsteps on the grass could be heard in the silent night.
Two figures appeared in front of them.
They were Zhang Fan and Liu Yanyan, who had been sitting in the car the entire time.
At this moment, Zhang Fan was holding popcorn in his right hand as he looked at the heavily injured Lu Liang with interest. He slowly said,"
"Yo, isn't this Lu Liang? We meet again."
"Zhang Fan…you…why are you here?”
Lu Liang clutched the wound on his chest, revealing a terrified expression. He shifted his heavy footsteps and approached the Weeping Grave Man and the Gweilo beside him.
He stammered as he explained to them the identity of the person in front of him, as well as the fact that he was the one who had captured the 'Bane of Misfortune' Shen Chong and the 'Thunder Smoke Cannon' Gao Ning alive.
"Oh?"
When the old man found out about Zhang Fan's identity, a cruel smile appeared on his face as he calmly said to Zhang Fan,"
"Looks like…I've encountered delicious prey today!”
However, Zhang Fan didn't seem to notice the ghost man at all. He still had a faint smile on his face as he walked past him.
The old man's face instantly turned red, and his eyes bulged out.
He turned around, his chest heaving up and down. He was extremely angry and cursed,"Bastard, do you want to die?"
Afterwards, Zhang Fan casually walked over to Zhang Chulan's side as if he hadn't heard her.
At the same time, he lifted him up with one hand, and the demonic power of the Dark Fruit directly hit his body.
At this moment, the Baleful Yin Qi in Zhang Chulan's body was like a mouse that had seen a cat when it encountered the demonic power. It was instantly devoured.
In the next moment, Zhang Chulan felt his body filled with energy. He was about to raise his head to thank her when he saw a familiar face.
"Zhang Fan? How could it be you? Aren't you a new student today? How could you?"
"What's wrong? Are you shocked?"
Zhang Fan shrugged. His expression remained calm as he watched everything unfold with narrowed eyes.
Then, he turned to look at Gui Lao, Lu Liang, and the others."
"This brat who doesn't want Bi Lian, I'll protect him…Please send my regards to your Sect Leader.”
"Dammit, do you really think I'm made of mud?”
Seeing how Zhang Fan was actually looking down on him, the ghost man immediately pounced forward while holding two daggers in his hands, which he then pointed at Zhang Fan's neck.
Suddenly, a mocking voice sounded.
"It's not made of mud, it's made of mud."
Zhang Fan's eyes were filled with disdain. A large amount of lightning suddenly appeared in his hand, which instantly condensed into a long saber and slashed down at the ghost.
A silver light instantly slashed down!
The huge saber qi left a deep mark on the Great Dao!
"Do you really think…you're the Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu?”
Blood splattered everywhere.
"My hand!" The ghost guy held his arms and wailed.
His arm was cut off from the root!
Fresh blood splattered onto the faces of Lu Liang and the grave weeper, causing the smiles on their faces to instantly freeze. They revealed an expression of disbelief as they muttered,
"What is it? Gweilo was defeated? He was completely defeated. What kind of speed was that just now?”
"This…this is f * cking insane!”
Zhang Chulan saw that the extremely powerful Gwailo actually couldn't even last a single strike from Zhang Fan, and had even lost an arm.
Instantly, the resentment in his heart was released.
Meanwhile, Zhang Fan seemed to have just done something insignificant. He slowly walked toward the grave-crying man with strange steps and said,"
"You know what? Your voice really annoys me.”
"Wha…"
Before the grave-crying person could even say the word " huh ", it felt as if someone had pinched a chicken feather in its throat. It stared at the item in Zhang Fan's hand with its gong-sized eyes, which were filled with terror.
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