Chapter 522: A slight test (Part 2)

When Ye Han saw the identity of the visitor clearly, her pretty face turned pale at first.

However, Yang Fan pulled her legs upwards, and she slid down, and the spring light suddenly leaked, and she felt ashamed.

Her pale face was blushing and bleeding, so she simply closed her eyes and did not dare to look.

Yang Fan was not concerned about this, his eyes were as calm as water, and he shook his hand and turned it over.

Before this, she had already sealed her with magic power.

Then, he took out a purple-black poisonous whip and wrapped Ye Han around.

"What do you want?"

Ye Han's voice trembled slightly and her delicate body trembled.

At this moment, in this small and dark space, there were two lonely men and widows. She shouted that she would not respond every day, and she would not be able to do anything.

She was really worried about Yang Fan's evil thoughts.

However, from the beginning to the end, Yang Fan's eyes were clear and he detained her in this yellow prison.

"Fellow Daoist Ye Han, I feel wronged that you have been here for a while."

Yang Fan smiled faintly, and with a thought, there was another burly man in this small space.

The big man emitted a powerful demonic aura, his hands were completely filled with a pair of poisonous pincers, and his eyes were filled with a dark blue light, which made people intimidate.

"You're here to watch her."

Yang Fan left the transformed scorpion king here, and then turned back to the ground.

As soon as he emerged, he sensed a turbulent aura.

I saw that Hu Fei was holding a mace in the sky above this camp and was fighting with four advanced Nascent Souls at the same time.

Fortunately, among these four Nascent Soul monks, there is only one in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Although Hu Fei was suppressed, he had not really lost.

Even if you are in danger, you will still be able to inherit the Thunder Spirit Pearl to save your life.

When the five Yuanying battles over the camp, the powerful aftermath scattered and the monks below were in chaos.

Hu Fei deliberately led the battle to the ground, which made the four barbarian strong men gritted their teeth.

Yang Fan took advantage of the chaos at this moment and hid his body and passed through all parts of the camp.

There was a round gray orb in his hand, about the size of a fist.

A slightly injected mana, and an invisible and tangible aura dissipated to the surrounding camps.

In the chaos, most people's attention was attracted to the battle above, and few people noticed abnormalities.

After Yang Fan circled around the nearby camp for a few times, the strange aura had spread over several miles.

Finally, Yang Fan nodded, turned into a green light and shadow, and flew upwards.

The four barbarian Nascent Souls who were fighting all changed their expressions.

Another one comes!!

He quickly separated two people and came to suppress Yang Fan.

Yang Fan gently stroked his hands in the void, and two light snakes, four or five feet long, emerged from his hands, and balanced the two Nascent Souls in place.

"withdraw!!"

Yang Fan shouted lightly at Hu Fei, flashed to him, and took his hand to escape under the soil.

Puff!!

The light yellow light shone on the soil layer, and the two of them fled below, vanishing like stones sinking into the sea.

In the sky, the four Nascent Soul monks showed a look of shock and felt deeply that Yang Fan and the other two were terrifying.

In fact, they quickly guessed the identities of Yang Fan and the other two.

"Huh? No, why don't you see His Highness the Saint?"

One of the old men in Nascent Soul exclaimed.

The four of them expanded their spiritual sense at the same time and searched the entire camp.

No trace!!

"No, His Highness the Saint was kidnapped..."

Four people changed color at the same time.

"I'll inform Lord Tianshi, you will continue to search for clues."

One of them left quickly.

During this period, they did not notice that the strange aura in the camp gradually faded away, and they were taken into their bodies by the monks during their breath.

These monks absorbed these auras and did not have any special reactions on the surface.

But there were a few low-level monks who felt a slight discomfort and did not take it to heart.

In less than half a cup of tea, Yang Fan and Hu Fei returned to Guliang City, and behind him was a pale and gorgeously dressed holy woman.

At first, Ye Han was naturally unwilling to take the initiative to cooperate.

Yang Fan didn't say anything, but grabbed her showing legs and left with her hanging upside down.

This made her feel ashamed and she had to submit.

Along the way, Yang Fan even suggested to Hu Fei: "This girl is also the best. Should I leave it to you as a concubine?"

After hearing this, Ye Han felt uneasy.

Fortunately, Hu Fei just glanced at her and had no interest.

After entering the ancient Liang City, the two of them brought a prisoner, which immediately attracted the curiosity of many people.

"Senior Yang, who is this female prisoner?" someone asked.

"This girl is really a little bit. Senior Yang won't catch her back as a concubine, right?"

Someone asked privately.

call out!

At this moment, a graceful figure flew over, and it was Feng Xi.

"Huh? Isn't this the saint of the Nine Barbarians?"

Feng Xi exclaimed.

Saint?

Yang Fan was slightly stunned. He really didn't know that this was the case. At first, he just thought the other party had a high status.

But I never expected that Ye Han was the saint of the nine barbarian tribes.

"Doctor Yang is really amazing. He actually captured the saint of the barbarians of the Western Yue Mountains back."

The entire Guliang City was sensational, and the news quickly spread throughout the city.

Soon, it was in the main hall of the central mansion of Guliang City.

More than a dozen senior officials of the Nascent Soul in Northern Qin gathered together to consider how to deal with this saint.

"We can use this woman as a threat to allow the barbarians of the Western Mountain to temporarily withdraw their troops and win some breathing time."

An old man from Nascent Soul suggested.

Soon, this proposal won most of the agreement.

Since you can capture the barbarian saint alive, you naturally have to make his profits profit.

Killing directly will only arouse the barbarians' hatred and fighting spirit.

When Sanqing Sanren heard this, he nodded: "The Saint of the Western Mountain is a sacred symbol among the barbarians, and his status is no less than that of the three great masters. Using this woman as a threat can at least make the barbarian monks feel scruples."

"Since everyone does not object, we will send someone to negotiate with Xiyue in a few days."

The Blood Refining Ancestor showed a smile on his face.

Yang Fan frowned, but he didn't expect that everyone on the court had such a strong desire for peace and comfort.

This is completely contrary to his wishes.

"Party discussion?" Yang Fan's face turned cold: "I don't agree."

Yang Fan's opposition sounded in the hall.

Suddenly, the hall was silent.

Everyone did not expect that in this situation, there were still people who opposed it.

Could it be that he wants to resist the anger of everyone with his own strength?
To be continued...