Chapter 38 Wen Ling Pill

The disciples of the Iron Knife Sect were stunned and looked at the middle-aged man who was unconscious on the ground. They were unwilling to believe what happened in front of them. The third elder they were proud of was defeated like this?

"Bastard, I dare to hurt my Iron Knife Sect, pay my life!"

At this time, two ghosts rushed over and just came out of their hands towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan greeted each other with his palms and separated them with them. As soon as they landed, they showed their withered figures as firewood. The tendons exposed on their necks were as ferocious as black dragons, with thick and hard calluses on their hands. Behind them was a big sword almost the same size as his body. They exuded the terrifying strength of the peak of the mid-stage stage of the Concentration Realm, and their aura was sharp. Ordinary Concentration Realm were no match for them.

"It's the Great Elder and the Second Elder!"

"The sect leader and the old sect leader are coming, this kid can finally be finished!"

"Hmph, what is his thing when our young sect leader bullies his sister? Our Iron Knife Sect is bullying, so what can we do?"

The arrival of the two old men gave the Iron Knife Sect a lot of confidence and looked at the figure shrouded in the black tent.

However, as soon as the words were finished, a solemn intention emanated from Ye Fan. His figure flashed suddenly, and he penetrated into the crowd, and suddenly laughed the most and shouted that the Iron Sword Sect disciple was holding the most clamoring disciple in his hand and killed him with one palm!

"Bastard!" The two elders of the Iron Knife Sect were furious, took down the giant blade behind them, and took action together, but within a few breaths, they were defeated like a middle-aged man before.

All the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect were really stunned, but their figure had already come to them, and wherever they went, they were wailing everywhere.

When the Iron Knife Sect leader and an old man with a charcoal face came, all the Iron Knife Sect disciples had fallen to the ground.

The owner of the Iron Knife Sect was furious. He was a burly middle-aged man with a majestic national face. He shouted at the black tent: "Bastard, who are you? Why did you come to my Iron Knife Sect to make trouble?"

Ye Fan glanced coldly at them who were taking them seriously in the shadows in the black tent, "Where is the yellow cloth?"

"My son is not here, why are you looking for him?" The leader of the Iron Dao Sect looked at him vigilantly. He found that he calmed down and observed this person. He could not see his depth, as if a pool of abyss was unfathomable.

"Hmph, what do you do? I'm going to make me iron knife sect like this, and I still hope we will spare him?" The old man with a charcoal face snorted coldly, "We father and son took action together and killed him!"

"Yes, father!" The leader of the Iron Knife Sect flashed through his eyes when he heard this, staring at Ye Fan like a poisonous snake. They each took off the big sword on their backs, took the mysterious steps, and slashed at him.

The leader of the Iron Knife Sect has the strength of the late stage of the Concentration Realm, while the old man is the old leader of the Iron Knife Sect, who is at the peak of the late stage, and is only one line away from the Xiaoji position. The two join forces, even the Xiaoji position of the Concentration Realm is not their opponent.

But Ye Fan picked up a steel knife, used the sword as a sword, and used it to sweep thousands of troops among the eighteen styles of the Chixiao Sword Technique. In an instant, the two men shot out like kites with broken strings, smashing heavily on the ground, bleeding from their seven orifices.

Ye Fan glanced at them, entered the place where the Iron Knife Gate stored the treasures, took some things he needed, set a fire, and left.

A moment later, his figure appeared again at Feijian Gate. Feijian Gate is the seventh-ranked force in Lingyun City. It is not different from the Iron Sword Gate. Even if the power of the entire gate is used, it is not his enemy in one move.

Later he appeared in the Lin family, who ranked fifth, with a much higher foundation than the top two forces. He was in charge of the Supreme Elder with a small position in the Concentration Realm, but he still could not resist his move.

The three forces of Lingyun City were destroyed one after another, and rumors spread in Lingyun City.

"Iron Knife Gate, Feijian Gate, the Lin family was destroyed in one day? How is this possible?"

"It's not that I'm destroyed. The other disciples are fine, they are the sect leader, the top combat powers of the Supreme Elder were killed, and then the elders in the sect family were also seriously injured, and most of the other disciples were just unconscious."

"Isn't it destroyed like this? How can I stand the territory if my high-end combat power is gone? And I heard that it was destroyed by one person. After that man knocked them down, each family set a fire, and the foundation of the three families was burned. Money, secrets of martial arts, and spiritual medicines were gone. Isn't it destroyed like this?"

All the streets and alleys regard this matter as a topic of conversation after dinner and talk loudly.

Iron Sword Sect, Feijian Sect, and Lin family have been committing evil in Lingyun City for a long time. Many strong people were bullied by them so hard that they dared not speak out. Now that they have fallen, although they don’t know who the hero is, they also feel proud.

The hero they worshipped was returning to his home at this moment. When Ye Fan returned to the Ye family with the spiritual medicines he had found from the three families, Ye Quan was still taking care of Fang Ling'er. Seeing him coming back, he stood up nervously and asked, "Ye Fan, have you found the spiritual medicine?"

Ye Fan smiled slightly: "I found it. I'll refine elixirs for Ling'er now. You can go out first. If her dantian is dragged for a day, it will probably be a bit difficult to repair it."

When Ye Quan heard this, he hurried out to protect his Dharma. After he left, Ye Fan looked at Fang Ling'er apologetically. Although he had flattened the Iron Sword Gate, Feijian Gate, and Lin family, the yellow cloth of the Iron Sword Gate, Wan Qing of the Feijian Gate, and Lin Xuanhai of the Lin family were not among them, and he still couldn't avenge Fang Ling'er.

"Are they in the Fang family?" Ye Fan thought.

Then he took out the spiritual medicine wrapped in a black tent from his arms, and three of them were the most eye-catching. If there were outsiders here, they would be shocked. The spiritual medicine was actually the Yanshen Fruit collected by the Iron Sword Sect, the Yunling Grass collected by the Feijian Sect, and the Bingyuan Han Liquid of the Lin Family.

Yanshen Fruit and Yunling Grass are both the best elixirs that can stabilize the divine essence and help the powerful people in the concentrating realm break through their own bottlenecks. The Bingyuan Cold Liquid can be condensed in an extremely cold and cold place. It is said that it has the effect of resurrection. The Lin family spent most of their foundation to get it for it.

"What a pity, this is the diluted Bingyuan Cold Liquid, otherwise the effect would be better!" Ye Fan shook the bottle with only a few drops of white liquid. If it were the real Bingyuan Cold Liquid, Fang Ling'er could not only restore her dantian, but also improve her physical fitness.

Then he checked the spiritual medicine and began to raise fire and refine the alchemy. In order to cure the damage to the dantian, he had thought of tens of millions of elixir recipes, and finally stayed on a elixir recipe called Wenyuan Dan. This elixir has a mild medicinal property and is just suitable for Fang Ling'er.

Wen Ling Dan is a fifth-grade pill, but the refining is complicated. Even the seventh-grade alchemist feels difficult. It is also an auxiliary type of pill. Many alchemists abandon it and forget it when they see it. Only Ye Fan, who is a pill emperor who is obsessed with countless alchemy books and still seeks hunger and thirsty, keep it in mind.

The alchemy fire rose, and he threw the spiritual medicine into it in an orderly manner. His powerful mental power controlled each spiritual medicine. The flames pounded in his palm, and time passed by minute by minute.

Under the control of powerful divine thoughts, the two spiritual medicines of Yanshen Fruit and Yunling Grass were also burned into spiritual liquid. Bingyuan cold liquid was poured into the elixir liquid from the jade bottle, and a hint of coldness appeared around it, and frost appeared.

All the spiritual liquid gradually condensed, forming the prototype of a pill. The rich elixir fragrance overflowed, but was locked by Ye Fan with spiritual energy and trapped in his palm.

"Change!"

Ye Fan's eyes became more and more serious. With a light shout, the elixir in his hand suddenly took shape, and a crystal round pill appeared in his palm. Ye Fan took the pill to Fang Ling'er, used his skills to refine it, and urged the medicine to activate it into her abdomen.

The gentle medicinal power of Wen Lingdan slowly spread in Fang Ling'er's body. Fang Ling'er's petite body trembled slightly, her face was full of rosy, her mouth slightly opened, and she made a "yiyi" moan. Any normal man would inevitably burn his desire to see such a little beauty making such a moan beside them.

Ye Fan looked as usual, and he had no thoughts about Fang Ling'er, who was seductive in appearance, because in his heart, Fang Ling'er was already his sister.

When Ye Fan wished him to refine the Wen Yuan Dan, it was already late at night outside, and Ye Quan was still guarding outside. Seeing him coming out, he looked at him nervously.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Okay, I have repaired Ling'er's dantian!"

Ye Quan felt relieved, "That's great, Ye Fan, you are so awesome, how are Ling'er now?"

Ye Fan said: "She is sleeping now. Ignore her for now and let her sleep well. You have been busy all morning today and have a break early. With me here, nothing will happen!"

Ye Quan nodded and said, "Ye Fan, I'll go and rest first, please be careful!"

As he said that, he stretched and walked away with his pace. He was obviously extremely tired. Ye Fan looked behind him and couldn't help but smile. Ye Quan was like this, and he wanted to protect others well, but often ignored himself.

Then he came to the room and slowly entered the state of cultivation with the help of the Qi-gathering array.

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At night, the evening breeze is cold, and many people have already entered the dream fragrance, but the wisps of fragrance are blown into the room through a gap in the room.

Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes and looked shaking, but he held his breath and pretended to fall asleep.

A moment later, the door creaked and was pushed open, and then the sound of supreme footsteps came.

"Brother Lin, your incense is really useful. Look, Ye Fan is asleep."

"That's right, Brother Lin's family's incense was refined with Bingyuan Han Liquid. Even if you smell it in the concentration realm, you will be sniffing it, let alone this waste."

"Okay, brothers, let's do it quickly!"

Three slightly familiar voices came from his ears. Ye Fan swept his mind and realized immediately. The more murderous intent in his heart, the deeper the three of them were the yellow cloth of the Iron Sword Sect, Wan Qing of the Feijian Sect, and Lin Xuanhai of the Lin family.

"Hmph, we helped her to depose her sister. She was not grateful at all. She used to call us brothers, but now she actually wants us to do these jobs!"

"There is no way. All three of our families were flattened by a mysterious man, and he asked us to find us. If we did not have the protection of the Fang family, we would be killed even if we returned to the sect!"

"I don't know when we provoked that madman, but forget it, I am extremely happy to kill Ye Fan!"

As they said that, they walked cruelly towards Ye Fan and Fang Ling'er, each carrying a sharp blade in their hands.
Chapter completed!