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Chapter 468(2/2)

"Yeah," Yun Yuxi nodded, lowered her head and said nothing, as if she felt a little guilty.

"This Zhu Feng's identity is special. He is the grandson of the elder of the Blood Refining Sect. After seeing Yuxi in the market that day, he became entangled and even put pressure on his master to propose a joint marriage through his grandfather."

Master Yugu sighed: "Under these three levels of pressure, the master simply came up with a plan to fake death, and even concealed it from the Sanyou Old Demon, the Poison King and others."

"Has the last words left before Senior Medicine King pretended to die?" Yang Fan asked again.

"No, he just said that he would wake him up when he had no choice."

Lord Yugu replied.

Yang Fan's eyes flashed with light, and he pondered for a long time, and finally said, "Okay! I'll wake him up today."

After saying that, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped the wooden coffin with his palm.

Click!!

The wooden coffin where the Medicine King was located was split into pieces, and a stream of green light poured into his body.

"What are you doing!!" All three of them were disgraced.

Yang Fan smiled slightly: "Of course, it is to wake him up and help me fight against the Three Evil Old Demons."

"Yang Fan, you are too arrogant. Why can I help you fight against the Three Evil Demons?"

Uncle Mu roared, his body almost trembling.

If it weren't for the absolute gap in strength between the two, he would have taken action long ago.

"He will definitely agree." Yang Fan said confidently.

"Brother, why do you do this..."

Yun Yuxi was a little sad, and there was a little disappointment in her eyes when she looked at Yang Fan.

"One day, you will understand..." Yang Fan carried his hands on his back, his eyes showing a few deep meanings: "Because, the chaotic situation that came to Yuyang Kingdom next, no force can avoid it, and Yaoxian Valley will never be able to do so."

There were a few clear crystals in his eyes, as if he had seen everything in the future.

At this moment, the Medicine King, who was in a state of fake death, slowly opened his eyes and gradually appeared a few blood on his face.

"What happened to Yaoxian Valley? Why did you awaken me?"

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the Medicine King, sweeping through the three people on the field.

"Master, it is Yang Fan who awakens you." Master Yugu said nervously.

"It's you?" The Medicine King slowly stood up, his silver hair was windless, and a sudden pressure suddenly appeared in the void.

"Why did you wake me up?"

The Medicine King was powerful without anger, his eyes locked on Yang Fan, and his powerful power was forced to force him alone.

Several people on the field felt the anger from the Medicine King and even a faint murderous intent.

"Senior Medicine King, I haven't seen you for thirty years, so I'm fine."

Yang Fan said calmly.

"Do you know? Using the 'Thousand Dead Fake Art' will consume a hundred years of life."

The Medicine King's eyes were almost burning with anger, his voice was cold, and he said with a questioning face.

"Younger knows when you wake you up."

Yang Fan was still calm and composed, as if he wanted to intentionally anger the Medicine King.

"You are seeking death!!"

The Medicine King just woke up and had an extremely irritable temper. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and slapped Yang Fan.

Bang~~~

The earth suddenly shook. This was a full-strength attack from the early stage of the Nascent Soul, which was enough to open mountains and crack the earth.

"don't want!"

Yun Yuxi's face changed and then she realized.

However, a light yellow crystal light on Yang Fan's body bloomed and he was motionless.

Bang--

A palm slashed into his chest.

Yang Fan remained motionless, as steady as Mount Tai, and a smile on his lips.

Several people on the field were shocked and their faces were dull.

It is completely beyond common sense and imagination to resist the attack of the powerful Nascent Soul, without any injury.

The Medicine King's palm was still stiff in the air, his eyes were shocked.

"Senior Medicine King, can you calm down and speak?"

Yang Fan's calm voice came.
Chapter completed!
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