Chapter 55 The Peak of Bone Forging Realm

"That's the way up the mountain."

Half an hour later, Zhuo Fan and the little beggar stuck their heads out in the bushes in front of a narrow mountain road.

Zhuo Fan looked away and saw that there were more than 30 guards guarding there, all of whom were strong men above the Bone Forging Realm, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

With his current strength, it is not difficult to break through with the third-grade magic treasure, the evil moon wheel and the blood baby. But the question is, how to pass silently.

Otherwise, once there is movement here, it will inevitably attract the elders stationed here in the Nether Valley. Coupled with the Sky Profound powerhouse from the Xue family, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to escape.

After thinking for a moment, Zhuo Fan finally shook his head helplessly. It seems that if he wants to go up the mountain, he has to rely on this little beggar to lead the way.

"Xiao Ning, where is your secret passage?"

Zhuo Fan looked back at the little beggar, but the little beggar didn't seem to have recovered from the previous shock. Although the tears in his eyes were dry, his nose was still twitching.

"You...you come with me..." After a sharp sniff, the little beggar took Zhuo Fan and disappeared into the bushes again.

Zhuo Fan looked helpless for a while, why is this kid less courageous than a mouse? Since seeing his shot earlier, this kid has been so frightened that he has been crying, and now he has not recovered.

Those who were injured were enemies who were chasing you, not your relatives. Why are you crying all the time?

Zhuo Fan slandered in his heart, but he couldn't help it, who made himself promise him. What he is most afraid of now is that after taking the little beggar up the mountain, facing so many ferocious spirit beasts, his ears will never be clean.

With a long sigh, Zhuo Fan followed the little beggar through the gloomy woods for a while. I don't know how long it took before I found a hole next to a hidden river that was only big enough for one person to go in and out.

"It's... it's here..." The little beggar tried his best to stop crying, but his body was still shaking, "I... When I was a child, I used to hide from my father and go up the mountain with my brothers to play!"

Zhuo Fan raised his brows, looked at the cave, looked at the surrounding environment, and nodded secretly. It is extremely hidden here. If the locals are not leading the way, how can outsiders find this hole?

Presumably this was only found by the little beggar and his brothers playing around, otherwise he would have been taken care of by the people in the Nether Valley.

"Okay, Xiao Ning, you go first, I'll follow!"

Zhuo Fan shouted and pushed the little beggar. Although he didn't think there would be any conspiracy here, his years of habit still made him cautious everywhere.

The little beggar also knew it well, gave him an annoyed look, and bent down to prepare to enter the hole.

However, at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded.

"Ning'er, stop!"

Swish!

With a sound of breaking through the air, a huge figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. The man was probably in his forties, dressed in fancy clothes and had a burly physique. A pair of big eyes are bright and piercing, and it faintly exudes the domineering power of a strong man.

"Bone Forging Realm peak powerhouse!"

Zhuo Fan frowned, and his fists clenched tightly, "Are you the head of the Xue family, Xue Wanlong?"

"good eyesight!"

Xue Wanlong praised, nodded, and said lightly: "The old man's eldest son Xue Gang, did you hurt him?"

"Yes," Zhuo Fan smiled and said lightly, "He wants to take away my people, I'm very polite that I didn't kill him!"

"What, your people?"

Hearing his words, Xue Wanlong couldn't help but stare at the little beggar behind Zhuo Fan with a pair of giant eyes. The little beggar blushed and hid behind Zhuo Fan.

For a time, Xue Wanlong's expression was extremely strange.

"father!"

At this moment, a call came, followed by a young man in white rushing to Xue Wanlong's side, when he saw the little beggar, he couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha... What am I talking about, Ning'er he Must be hiding here."

"Father, let me help you catch him back!"

The young man laughed, completely ignoring Zhuo Fan who was on the side, and rushed towards the little beggar with a flying step.

Damn, this kid is too arrogant, being me is air!

Zhuo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a secret anger arose in his heart. When the young man came close, a red light suddenly flashed in the palm of his hand.

In an instant, the young man felt his breath stagnant, and his blood swelled. At this critical moment, Zhuo Fan shot as fast as lightning and grabbed his neck. As soon as his hands tightened, his entire body could not move at all.

"What do you want to do?" Xue Wanlong was shocked and said loudly.

He never imagined that his son would be restrained by the young man in front of him so easily.

In fact, at the beginning, he had already seen that Zhuo Fan was only at the fifth level of Qi Gathering. So he wondered how a person like this could seriously injure his eldest son and a group of guards?

But now, he finally understands why!

Compared with his two good sons, who were cultivated attentively in the family, Zhuo Fan is more like a beast that was slaughtered in the blood and rain. Although the cultivation base is weak, the timing and strength of the shots are extremely ruthless and decisive. One move to defeat the enemy, and even one move to kill.

In front of Zhuo Fan, his two sons are like flowers in a greenhouse, and they are not opponents at all.

With a wicked smile on his face, Zhuo Fan raised the young man high and said coldly, "With the fifth level of Qi Gathering, this must be your second son, Xue Lin."

"Let him go, or the old man will never let you go

! "Xue Wanlong roared with anger in his heart.

With a cold smile, Zhuo Fan shook his head noncommittally: "If I really let him go, you really won't let me go!"

"Patriarch Xue, no matter what grievances Xiaoning has with you, he is now mine. I just hope you can stop here! Otherwise..."

Saying that, Zhuo Fan exerted force in his hand, and Xue Lin's breath stagnated immediately, and his tongue stuck out: "Then you can collect the corpse for your son!"

"don't want!"

Before Xue Wanlong made a sound, the little beggar grabbed Zhuo Fan's arm and shook it back and forth, all begging in his eyes.

Zhuo Fan was stunned, this little beggar had a problem with his brain, why did he speak to the enemy again?

Xue Wanlong looked at the two with complicated expressions. But soon, as if he had made up his mind, his face became calm.

This made Zhuo Fan startled, a little unclear.

"Boy, what's your name?" Xue Wanlong said lightly.

Zhuo Fan smiled slightly: "I am alone, and I am not afraid of your revenge. I am not afraid to tell you, Zhuo Fan!"

"Okay, Zhuo Fan! Do you have to protect him today no matter what?" Xue Wanlong pointed at the little beggar with an unprecedented seriousness in his eyes.

With a cold snort, Zhuo Fan said firmly: "He is my person, and I will naturally guarantee it to the end!"

"Okay, then let's make a bet. You let my son go first, and you take me ten moves. If it is within ten moves, I can't win. From now on, the old man will no longer chase him, how?"

Squinting his eyes slightly, Zhuo Fan pondered for a moment, and revealed an evil smile. With a flick of his hand, he threw Xue Lin back.

"Good job, aren't you afraid of breaking my promise?" Xue Wanlong said loudly with a flash of praise in his eyes.

With a sneer, Zhuo Fan said lightly: "I want to kill him, but you can't stop it!"

"I'm not ashamed!" Hearing this, Xue Wanlong felt angry and shouted, "Ten moves, take the move!"

As soon as the voice fell, Xue Wanlong rushed towards Zhuo Fan, and the powerful momentum of the peak of the bone-forging realm also pressed him without reservation. But Zhuo Fan still did not change his face and stood there quietly.

Xue Wanlong's brows trembled involuntarily, and he secretly praised.

However, before he rushed in front of Zhuo Fan, Zhuo Fan stepped on it suddenly, not only did not hide, but also rushed forward suddenly. This can't help but make Xue Wanlong feel inexplicable. It stands to reason that even if this kid has rich fighting experience, it is absolutely impossible to compete with the master of the bone forging realm! But how...

But the next moment, he knew why.

But seeing a flash of light in Zhuo Fan's hand, the evil moon wheel was already in his hand. With the silver light shining, Zhuo Fan suddenly accelerated, and instantly bullied Xue Wanlong. Round from bottom to top, cut straight to him!

"Three-Rank Magic Treasure?"

Seeing this, Xue Wanlong couldn't help but turn pale with horror. Quickly turn around and dodge to the side!

However, at this moment, a red light suddenly burst out from Zhuo Fan's body and flew straight towards Xue Wanlong.

"Successful!"

Zhuo Fan grinned, revealing a cold smile with murderous intent.

But at this moment, a mutation suddenly occurred!

Just when the blood baby was about to fly into Xue Wanlong's body, it bounced back with a "touch". Affected by this rebound, Zhuo Fan was connected with the blood infant, and the blood in his heart was also rumbling. With a crooked hand, the evil moon wheel was actually cut off.

The blade with silver light flashed across Xue Wanlong's cheek like a shooting star.

After both of them stopped, Zhuo Fan had already stood at Xue Wanlong's original position, with a solemn expression on his face. Just now, he originally planned to use the blood baby to control his body when Xue Wanlong focused his attention on the evil moon wheel, a fatal move!

But he never expected that the blood baby would be bounced back, and it also affected his round.

Turning his head to look, he saw that Xue Wanlong's chest actually had a streamer flashing, Zhuo Fan's eyes shrank, and he exclaimed: "Second-grade defensive magic treasure?"

Now that he finally knew the reason, his heart became heavier.

The other party has a second-grade magic treasure to protect his body, so his blood baby in the Qi Gathering Realm is completely useless. In the next battle, he can only rely on the evil moon wheel.

However, he was still worried about the next battle, but Xue Wanlong was so shocked that his jaw was about to fall.

How could he have imagined that a cultivator of the fifth level of Qi Gathering would have such a terrifying combat power. Just about, his head was about to be completely cut off by the magic treasure.

Thanks to him, he boldly proposed to let the kid take ten moves from him, and let them go.

His grandma's, according to the current situation, let alone his ten tricks, within these ten tricks, if I can save my head, it is already very good!

Thinking of this, he looked at the pair of chain mail in his heart again, and couldn't help sighing to himself. Fortunately, before he went out, his father warned him that the person who took Ning'er this time might be a terrifying opponent, and asked him to bring the family's ancestral Heavenly Chain Armor. Otherwise, it is estimated that the kid will kill himself with one move.

Although he still didn't know the role of the blood baby, he already felt faintly that as long as the red light entered his body, he would definitely die!

As soon as he thought of this, he looked at Zhuo Fan's gloomy eyes as if he was about to eat him, and his cold sweat couldn't stop flowing.

It was the first time he had encountered such a terrifying opponent. Especially this opponent is only a cultivator of the fifth level of Qi Gathering Realm!

"Damn, is this kid a monster..." Gritting his teeth fiercely, Xue Wanlong couldn't help taking a breath...