"Give people money and eliminate disasters for others. With me here, you can't hurt a hair from the Xia family!" Du Fan shouted.

Although the other party is a powerful pseudo-foundation powerhouse, he is not afraid of anything at all. The pseudo-foundation powerhouse is at most a half-step foundation building. The hundreds of monks who participated in the Haitian Feast, whether in combat power or cultivation, did not have a half-step foundation building?

The elegant man always stared at Du Fan, his eyes flashing, and his face was a little surprised and suspicious. Although the other party looked like a fifth-level cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, he always felt something was wrong in his heart.

This kind of insensation has saved his life several times, so we must believe it. Therefore, when this feeling appeared in his heart again, he immediately gave up the plan to capture the other party alive.

"This person is weird, and there may be some mental problems. Don't talk nonsense with him. It's a bit strange. Let's go on and use thunder to kill him!" The elegant man spoke coldly and decisively issued a killing order.

"I have a powerful secret technique here. You forced me to burn thirty years of life. Today I will die with you!" Du Fan roared, his body shook, and rushed out.

As soon as Du Fan's word "secret technique" came out, the four people in the Dark Night Sect changed their expressions, and they all subconsciously took a few steps back. The young man in the first layer of the Qi Refining Stage was the most straightforward. He was shocked and fainted, his body became weak, and he fell to the ground.

"Bad!" The elegant man glanced at the young man on the ground, and the corners of his eyes jumped hard.

But he couldn't care about that much at this time. As he quickly pinched his hands, a golden tiger head the size of a pot lid transformed out. In an instant, the tiger roared and shook the sky, forming a sound wave, and swept straight ahead.

Du Fan, who was already close to him, had a slightly flash of eyes after witnessing this scene, and then his figure suddenly blurred and disappeared out of thin air.

When he appeared again, he stood behind a Dark Night Sect Dharma King, raised his arm and punched him out.

Before the Dharma King could use his defensive measures, he died in a scream. When the corpse fell to the ground, there was an additional shocking blood hole in his chest, and blood gushed out from it.

Du Fan slapped the storage bag with one hand, then raised it, and a white light ejected out, turning into a white bone skeleton in the air, carrying a green stick magic weapon in his hand, heading straight for the elegant man.

As soon as the white bone skeleton appeared, the green flames in its eyes flashed suddenly, and then waved its arm, and a large area of ​​dense green stick shadows transformed out. As the whistling sounded, it slammed down on the other party's body.

When the elegant man saw this scene, his pupils shrank slightly. In shock, he quickly made gestures and tried hard to urge the golden tiger head in front of him to collide with countless blue stick shadows. For a moment, the golden and blue light shone brightly, roaring and roaring.

Du Fan grabbed the void with his big hand, and he grabbed the black dagger. It was the middle-grade magic weapon.

Without saying a word, he waved his arm suddenly, and the sharp blade drew a graceful arc in the night sky. The sound of a formation "swoosh..." was heard continuously, and twelve black and blue winged water blades roared out, slashing directly at another Dark Night Sect Dharma King.

This man was a bald fat man. When he saw such an amazing attack, he was frightened to the sky. While he retreated, he quickly made gestures with both hands. Soon, a dark green light shield about meter in diameter condensed and enveloped him.

The bald fat man was not at ease, so he slapped the storage bag with one hand, and seven or eight defensive talismans flew out in an instant, and were torn apart by him in an instant.

Immediately, a bunch of various inspiration flashed out, colorful and colorful, turning into layers of shields and shields, protecting him from three layers inside and three layers inside and three layers outside.

It was not until this time that the bald fat man breathed lightly, and his eyes flashed with flashing light, and he began to think about the counterattack.

The next moment, the light in this person's eyes immediately turned into horror and disbelief.

I saw the twelve double-winged water blades that shot in a flash, just one of them, and with a "sharp" sound, the dark green light shield transformed by his strongest defensive spell was swept open.

But the water blade just paused slightly and then flashed out again.

In the blink of an eye, the various defensive objects transformed by seven or eight talismans were like they were destroyed. In just one encounter, they were shattered and crushed by the water blades all over the sky, and they could not hold on for even half a breath.

"Associate leader, save..." The bald fat man was frightened. He was about to shout for help, but his vitality was exterminated by more than ten deep blue water blades, leaving only a broken and flesh-flying corpse.

Du Fan's eyes turned and looked at the elegant man who was fighting with the white bone skeleton. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then his feet moved, holding a pitch-black dagger, and walked step by step towards the elegant man...

After a meal, Du Fan made a move with one hand, and he sucked the four storage bags on the ground into his hands. Then the white bone skeleton turned into a skeleton of white light and flew back. At the same time, the second soul returned to his position.

Immediately afterwards, his arm suddenly swung, and three fireballs shot out, turning three corpses on the ground into ashes.

After doing all this, Du Fan smiled slightly and walked slowly towards the young man in green robe.

Another quarter of an hour passed, the young man in green robe woke up slowly. When he saw the person in front of him clearly, he was frightened and screamed in shock. His face suddenly turned ashamed and almost fainted again.

While the young man in the green robe was trembling, he also secretly complained about his bad luck: "Why do you want me to come every time? It's so tormenting!"

He had no doubt that the deputy leader of the Dark Night Sect and the two Dharma Kings were probably injured at this moment. Even he himself did not realize that since he experienced the previous two incidents, he had already gained a strong confidence in the person in front of him...

When Du Fan saw the boy woke up, he immediately smiled and was about to squirt out blood and fainted.

But at this moment, he suddenly looked like he moved, and his big hand slapped the storage bag around his waist, and a gray stone plaque flew out.

This time, before he could enter the magic tricks on it, a cloud of gray clouds rolled out from the surface of the stone tablet, and eight small characters appeared in the air.

"The target is dead, the transaction is completed!"

After three breaths, the words in the air scattered and disappeared into the night.

At the same time, the gray stone tablets in his hand were also shattered in a flash of light, turning into powder, and drifting down his fingers.

"The leader of the Dark Night is dead, so there is no need to waste time playing the show." Du Fan's eyes flashed a few times, and he thought so much in his heart.

The young man in green robe was very frightened at this time, but his heart was full of doubts. Why didn't this mysterious monk fall to the ground after he used the secret technique this time? Didn't he say that this time it was at the cost of thirty years of life...

"No matter what, I can't tell if he faints in a while. Escape is important." The young man glanced at Du Fan who was pondering, swallowed hard, and then walked quietly towards the gate with his legs trembling.

"Stop!" A cold voice came out from Du Fan's mouth.

Hearing this, the young man in the green robe who had touched the door suddenly shivered and his legs stopped there without hesitation. In a terrified state, he slowly turned around, and a smile that was even worse than crying appeared on his face.

"Dao, fellow Taoist, no, senior, are you calling me?" The boy licked his dry lips and said with a thorn in his scalp.

"I don't have much time and I'm not interested in continuing to play with you.

Let me tell you frankly that the leader of the Dark Night has fallen. If you are willing to surrender to me and help me complete a few more things, I will not only not attack you, but also give you elixirs to help you practice.

Whether it is a blessing or a disaster depends on how you choose. I will only ask you one question now, would you like to serve me?" Du Fan glanced at the young man and spoke lightly.

"I do it, younger generation, one thousand willing, ten thousand willing!" The young man looked excited, clenched his fists, and yelled at the top of his lungs while pulling his neck.

"Very good, take me to see other Dharma Kings and incense masters of the Dark Night Sect immediately." Du Fan's expression was slightly relaxed, and then he gave an order.

"Yes, senior, please follow me!" The young man was excited and immediately turned around and walked out the door.

Du Fan was not worried that the other party would make a fraud, so he immediately moved and followed the boy and left the "Xia Mansion".

Two days later, in a graveyard, Du Fan and the young man in green robe walked to one of the graves.

After explaining a few words to Du Fan, the boy stepped forward a few steps and fiddled with his hands on the stone tablet twice.

In a moment, a muffled "rumbling" sound suddenly came from the ground not far away. Then the ground separated and a cave about a meter wide appeared. The depth of the cave was pitch black. Only a stone staircase could be seen extending down, and I don't know where it leads.

"Senior, under the cave is the main hall of the Dark Night Cult. If there were no accidents, all the senior officials of the Dark Night Cult should be among them." The young man in the green robe showed a flattering smile and nodded and bowed to Du Fan.

When Du Fan heard this, he nodded first, then a strange look appeared on his face. He glanced at the young man and said, "Are you afraid that I will lose to the monks of the sect and die here? At that time, your fate will probably not be much better."

"Senior is joking. If you haven't guessed your identity yet, then you might as well buy a piece of tofu and kill him." The young man smiled embarrassedly, then looked grateful and said, "To be honest, I would like to thank you for not killing me for three times."

"Okay, as long as this trip goes well, what I said before will naturally count and lead the way." Du Fan smiled slightly.

"Yes!" The young man responded, then moved his body and walked towards the hole.

After a cup of tea, Du Fan and the others appeared in a dark passage.

On the stone walls on both sides of the passage, an oil lamp is hung at any distance. The flames sway, scattering a faint light, illuminating the entire passage, giving people a gloomy and mysterious feeling. (To be continued.)
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