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Chapter 339 Wilderness Demon Trail(2/2)

"It's you, Shi Qianhan!"

The purple-haired young man turned out to be a mid-stage Jindan cultivator. When he sensed Yang Fan's spiritual fluctuations, he immediately recognized Shi Qianhan's identity.

In fact, Yang Fan also sensed their existence when he was in Yangjiabao.

After exposing Shi Qianhan in the decisive battle with Chu Yunhan, the two of them deliberately chased Yang Fan. However, the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage appeared and frightened the two of them to flee.

At this moment, the two enemies actually met in the wilderness between Zhao and Yuyang. This is a coincidence.

Yang Fan was also surprised, but he didn't think it was strange that the ancient Demon Sect and the Lingxiao Immortal Sword Sect were all major sects in Zhao State.

The monks of the ancient Demon Sect were frightened by the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage. After failing to chase Shi Qianhan, they planned to take a shortcut to return to Zhao State instead of Luoshan State.

That's why Yang Fan met with the monks of the Ancient Demon Sect here.

"Hahaha... Shi Qianhan, if you have a road in heaven, you don't go, if you don't have a door to hell, you just want to go..."

The purple-haired young man Yang Tian laughed wildly, his speed suddenly increased several times, and he roared towards Yang Fan quickly, as fast as an arrow from the string.

Another middle-aged Jindan also shouted coldly: "Everyone goes over and find a way to surround him."

The two powerful golden elixirs, plus ten foundation-building cultivators, are confident that they can deal with Shi Qianhan, who is seriously injured in his vital energy.

Of course, Shi Qianhan's vitality was severely damaged, but they were just their natural thoughts.

Just imagine, if you are chased by the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, it is good to survive. If you are seriously injured in your vitality, you can't escape even if you are severely injured.

Yang Fan's face was cold, and his demonic energy was rolling on his body, and a powerful demonic power overturned him.

At the same time, the murderous intent in his eyes was unprecedentedly powerful.

If Yang Fan had encountered these monks in normal times, he might retreat.

But at this moment, he was in a bad mood and very bad!!

The result of a bad mood leads to his venting and killing him.

"Die, you all want to die..."

Shi Qianhan's cold voice spread within dozens of miles, and the monks felt cold all over.

kill!

Yang Fan flashed and rushed forward quickly. After a moment, he confronted the purple-haired young man opposite him.

"Good here, I want you to die without a burial place!"

A black demon cloud burst out from the palm of the purple-haired young man's palm, carrying an eternal magic power and invisible shadows, covering Yang Fan.

The cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan cannot be underestimated, and it is enough to threaten Yang Fan.

call out--

Yang Fan's Xiangyun boots flashed suddenly, moving twenty feet out of thin air, and actually shook them away from the purple-haired young man without hesitation.

He rushed to another middle-aged Jindan and a group of strong people in the foundation-building stage.

Ah! Not good!

The faces of the powerful men in the Foundation Establishment Stage changed drastically.

Bang bang!!

Yang Fan waved his palm and fisted from the air. The vast essence of the magic power turned into a flash of black palm shadows, and immediately killed two cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage closer to him.

“Ahhh…”

Two screams were terrifying in the wilderness.

"You all want to die..."

The coldness in Yang Fan's eyes made people tremble.

He had to start killing with the lowest strength and kill all of these people to vent his hatred.

"Don't succeed!"
Chapter completed!
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