Chapter 489: The Crisis of the Great Cultivator (Class)

"The three old demons of the Three You are famously scheming and very likely to be the real murderer. They want to frame them with this and use the Great Elder's hand to get rid of my great hatred."

Faced with the blood refining ancestor's attack on him, Yang Fan would certainly not be so stupid as to admit that he was the murderer.

It is best to fool this terrible blood-refining ancestor to the side of the Sanyou Old Demon, let the two old devils fight each other and fight to the death.

However, as the old monster of the Nascent Soul that has stood for thousands of years, this Blood Refining Ancestor is quite cunning, so how could he be easily used as a gun?

"Hmph, before the truth of the matter was found out, you, the old demon of Sanyou, Lie Wuhuan, and the Medicine King, may be the murderer behind it, and I will not miss it."

The Blood Refining Ancestor's face was indifferent, and he did not completely listen to Yang Fan's deception.

This response was not beyond Yang Fan's expectations, and he felt a little relieved.

He does not want these two old demons to fight. As long as he faces the oppression of the two Nascent Souls at the same time, he does not need to be afraid.

"Why dare you ask, what will the Great Elder do?" Yang Fan continued to ask without changing his face.

"You four, all follow me to the 'Blood Refining Sect' for interrogation, otherwise I won't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

The cold light flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of Blood Refining, and his tone was domineering but not to be disobedient.

Yang Fan was silent for a moment, smiled slightly, and said with a little deep meaning: "The wish of the Great Elder may be difficult to realize. Yuyang Country is no longer the Yuyang Country that used to be."

"A small Yuyang Kingdom, with the order of my post, I will be able to kill him within half a year."

The blood mole between the ancestor's eyebrows of the Blood Refining suddenly beat, trembling his soul and putting a great pressure on Yang Fan.

"If you resist for some reason, I would rather kill the wrong one than let go..."

The coldness on the face of the Blood Refining Ancestor was even more intense, and his murderous intent was revealed.

"Hahaha... Blood Refining Ancestor, you are so angry. When you come to my Yuyang Kingdom, you really think you can kill at will, and you are arrogant?"

A long and old laughter came.

Whoosh!

Two powerful auras rushed here.

The two came, one was a hunchbacked old man and the other was withered old man.

It is the Poison King and the Butian King.

Two great Nascent Soul monks.

The face of the Blood Refining Ancestor changed slightly, but he didn't expect that Yang Fan's camp would have several Nascent Souls.

On the other side, Yun Yuxi arranged the Medicine King properly to Xianhong Medical Center and rushed over.

Yang Fan, Yunyuxi, Poison King, and Butian King.

By doing this, the four Yuanyings are the ones.

The Blood Refining Ancestor's face became solemn and he put away his contempt.

Although he is a great Nascent Soul cultivator, he is not sure about facing four Nascent Soul powerful people at the same time.

"Do you think that if there are too many people, I can retreat?" The ancestor of Xuelian said proudly: "If the number of people is compared, I will not go alone, but lead the ten major sects of Jin State to enter Yuyang."

He was obviously warning Yang Fan that it would be better to follow me, otherwise he would not take his anger out of his personal grudges.

After hearing this, the faces of the Poison King and others changed.

The only thing that was unmoved was Yang Fan. He smiled and said, "Although the ten major sects of Jin State are powerful, there are not a few powerful Nascent Souls, but the sphere of influence they are commanded is more than millions of miles. What's more, the "Sanqingmen" of Qi State in the western part of Jin State is not the main range of attacks by the nine barbarian tribes. It is just restrained and can breathe at any time."

The Three Qingmen of Qi State and the Blood Refining Sect of Jin State, two super forces, have fought for thousands of years, which is well known.

If the ancestor of Blood Refining leads the ten sects of Jin State to invade Yuyang State, once the old rival "Sanqingmen" can breathe, he can immediately attack from the rear.

Although Yang Fan is in Yuyang Kingdom, he also pays attention to the general trend of the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Northern Qin Dynasty through the news website of the Dark Blood Dynasty.

Therefore, when facing the threat of the Blood Refining Ancestor, he can be calm and composed.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the Blood Refining Ancestor, and he stared at Yang Fan coldly: "I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Yang was in Yuyang and still knew so much about the general trend of Northern Qin. However, you still miscalculated the strength of Jin State. If you destroy a small Yuyang, you don't need to call a quarter of your strength."

"Haha, the Great Elder probably misjudged the strength of Yuyang now." Yang Fan smiled softly: "If there is an alien monk invasion, I will join forces with the Sanyou Old Demon to deal with any super power."

"Okay, okay, today's *** Sect wants to see what kind of ability you, the newly promoted Yuanying boy, has."

The Blood Refining Ancestor laughed instead of anger. His white shirt swayed in the wind, and circles of blood-colored ripples rolled around, making the entire area feel like it was in a desperate situation of death.

Seeing this scene, Yun Yuxi and the three powerful Yuanying masters immediately sacrificed magic weapons and surrounded the Blood Refining Ancestor.

The King of Butian chuckled and said, "The Great Elder really thinks that he can defeat the four of us by his own strength?"

"You'll know if you try..." The blood-colored ripples rolling around the ancestor of Blood Refining became more and more rapid, and it actually carried a force to destroy the spirit, which made the heartbeat of several people faster.

Yunyuxi's jade hand lightened in the air, and a green wave of light spread out from the palm of the hand. A fresh fragrance suddenly emerged in the surrounding area, intertwined with the bloody and killing aura.

The Blood Refining Ancestor glanced at Yun Yuxi and was surprised. Although the other party was a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, his cultivation was extraordinary and could resist his "blood pattern refining demonic energy" to a certain extent.

Thinking of this, the blood-colored ripples on his body became stronger and stronger, like a ray of death, shooting towards all directions. Wherever he passed, the creatures in the sky disappeared, the trees withered, and the birds fell.

The Butian King and the Poison King operated the defensive shield, barely blocking the "blood pattern refining demonic energy", and the pressure was quite great.

Yunyuxi's pretty face is peaceful and quiet, with green and vitality in her eyes. Her slender hands are changing like lotus flowers in the air, making the vitality greener and fragrant.

She raised her head slightly, wearing a spotless green long dress, and her hair pouring like willows, floating like a fairy in the fresh and green gentle breeze.

A faint flow of green light lingers around her, giving people a pleasing natural beauty.

With her early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, she blocked the "blood pattern refining demonic energy" of the Blood Refining Ancestor, and weakened the power within her range by half.

Such a scene finally moved the ancestor of Blood Refining. He stared at Yun Yuxi and sighed: "Beautiful, very beautiful. If I could be combined with Feng'er, I would be very willing, but it's a pity..."

Under the power of this beautiful nature, he even had the illusion that he could not bear to take the slaughter.

Yun Yuxi smiled sweetly, her voice as beautiful as the sound of nature: "Thank you for your kindness, but Yuxi's heart belongs to you. I hope you can let your grandpa go and resolve the 'blood soul curse seal' on him."

"I can agree. I will not want his life for the time being before the truth is clear." The Blood Refining Ancestor actually made a concession, his eyes swept to Yang Fan again, and said lightly: "Even if these three people are present, I will only have to pay a little price to kill you and leave Yuyang calmly."

"Senior is really so confident?" Yang Fan smiled: "Yang has a suggestion."

"You said." The Blood Refining Ancestor was carrying his hands on his back, calm and composed. In the face of absolute strength, he didn't believe that the other party could play any tricks.

"Since the senior is so confident, then Yang will have a gambling battle, which is limited to you and me, and does not involve others.

"What are you betting on?" The Xue Lian Ancestor's lips pursed, with a little bit of fun, and seemed to have a little interest.

"Betting whether the senior can kill Yang in a stick of incense. And during the battle, Yang will not escape. If the senior succeeds, the goal will be achieved. If he loses, the senior will retreat to Yuyang and will not actively invade our forces within fifty years."

Yang Fan smiled.

"You really dare to gamble?" The Blood Refining Ancestor felt incredible and even doubted whether he had heard it wrong.

With a single fight, he was very sure to kill a early-stage cultivator in one stick of incense.

More importantly, the opponent promises not to escape.

Within the same level, there will be a gap in strength among the powerful Nascent Soul, and it is not difficult to defeat a Nascent Soul.

But it will be several times more difficult to kill a powerful Nascent Soul.

The most important reason for this is that powerful Nascent Soul has the means to save their lives and escape, and it is difficult to kill if they want to escape.

The Blood Refining Ancestor asked again and again: "Work alone, for one stick of incense, you really won't run away?"

"Not bad." Yang Fan said with a smile: "Do you dare to gamble?"

"Hahaha..." The ancestor of Xuelian laughed: "Young man, you have just entered the Nascent Soul just now? This bet is too unfair to you. I feel a little unbearable. Have you really thought it through?"

Fight alone and without running away, the Blood Refining Ancestor is absolutely sure to kill the early stage cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage.

Not to mention the time of incense, even if the time is reduced by one tenth, it can be done.

"Brother Yang..." Yun Yuxi's eyes were filled with deep worries, and her pretty face was slightly pale, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

"You all retreated from Shili, don't worry, Yuxi, I won't have anything to do."

Yang Fan waved his hand gently, his eyes intersected with Yun Yuxi, and his face showed a smile.

The two stared for a moment, as if they were infected by the confidence in his eyes. Yun Yuxi finally nodded, and the three of them retreated ten feet apart.

In the sky, only Yang Fan and the Blood Refining Ancestor were left, confronting each other from afar.

"Yang has already considered it clearly, what is the Great Elder's intention?"

"One stick of incense lasts too long, it will be reduced to half a stick of incense." The Blood Refining Ancestor looked confident: "If I win and kill you, I will go to the Sanyou Old Demon to settle the score again. If I lose, I will not infringe on your forces within fifty years."

When the two were sure of the bet battle, Luo Yan and his son in Puai Hospital far away took half of the incense and lit it.

This also means that the gambling war has officially begun.

Yang Fan took a deep breath and slowly landed on the ground. A light yellow light flowed all over his body, and a thick and mountainous aura appeared on his whole body.

The Blood Refining Ancestor showed a slightly strange look. Yang Fan in this state actually gave him an impeccable and unshakable illusion.

Huh huh huh huh huh ~~~

He stood in the void, and the blood-red air flow around him circling, his eyes gradually became cold. With one hand raised, the blood-red air flow formed a shocking blood-colored light spiral.

A trembling force of heaven and earth emanated from the blood-colored light spiral.

At this moment, all the powers in the world were suppressed tightly.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, including the three high-level Nascent Souls who were watching the battle, I felt depressed.

Yang Fan seemed to have an illusion that even the earth under his feet was trembling and fearful.

He finally understood that the Blood Refining Ancestor was a Nascent Soul cultivator with deeper magic power than the Sanyou Old Man.
Chapter completed!