Fantasy: The Charming Master Is Sleeping, And The Stick Will Become Stronger

"good!"

Yang Fan agreed.

Yu Changye breathed a sigh of relief.

swish!

Yang Fan drew his sword out of its sheath.

Pooh.

Cold light flickered, blood spurted out, and Yu Changye's throat was pierced.

His real body appeared at the other end of the room, and he picked up the pen and paper on the table, quickly wrote a secret letter, and threw it under the bed.

After finishing all this, he opened the door ~ left.

Yu's mansion.

Yang Fan came to the yard.

There are several ancient trees here, lush and green, surrounded by greenery.

Yang Fan walked to an ancient tree, sat down cross-legged, and took out a jasper stone from the storage ring.

He pressed the jasper stone on his left arm.

Click!

Immediately, the jasper stone was shattered, revealing crystal clear white bones.

The surface of the white bone has a dazzling white luster.

Yang Fan squeezed the seal with both hands.

The white bones emitted a dazzling white light.

Immediately afterwards, he activated the powerful power zone contained in the white bones.

In an instant, white light enveloped Yang Fan's whole body.

Yang Fan turned into White.

"call!"

He gasped deeply, his forehead covered with fine sweat.

It is worthy of being a bone of the Martial Emperor level. Even if it is broken, it still contains a vast and infinite energy zone.

Yang Fan operated the exercises, absorbed the energy of the jasper stone, and repaired the scars on the bones.

Not long after, Yang Fan opened his eyes.

He has recovered from his injuries.

"Although this white bone is powerful, it is at the cost of burning lifespan. It will not last long at all. It is estimated that it will be completely destroyed after two or three times of use."

"I have to quickly find the remaining five bones." Yang Fan thought to himself.

Suddenly, Yang Fan noticed a young man in the corner of the courtyard.

This young man has a handsome appearance, with a sinister curve at the corner of his mouth.

He was wearing a black suit with a flying sword pattern embroidered on his chest.

People from the Yu family?" Yang Fan narrowed his eyes and stared at the young man.

The young man noticed Yang Fan's gaze, he stood up slowly, and walked towards Yang Fan step by step, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, looking very arrogant.

boom!

A majestic force locked onto Yang Fan in an instant.

Yang Fan looked slightly condensed.

This power is clearly the aura of the peak Nine Star Martial King.

The young man came to Yang Fan and proudly said: "Hand over your treasure!"

"You are very courageous." Yang Fan said flatly.

"You don't want to hand it in?" The young man's eyes were filled with ferocity.

"No one can save the person I want to kill." Yang Fan said calmly.

"Hmph! You're not ashamed to say anything!"

The young man snorted coldly, and stepped on the ground with his right foot.

Boom!

The floor was cracked and dust filled the sky.

His figure pounced on Yang Fan like a ghost.

Wrapped in his fists was the lingering Gang Qi, which directly hit Yang Fan's chest.

The air blasted with a piercing, high-pitched sonic boom.

"Get out!"

Yang Fan let out a low cry, and swept towards the young man with a whip kick.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound.

The young man flew upside down and fell on the wall, vomiting blood and was extremely embarrassed.

Yang Fan looked at the young man calmly and said, "You are not my opponent."

Hearing this, the young man's eyes showed intense resentment, he struggled to get up, glared at Yang Fan resentfully, and said, "Just wait, I will find someone to kill you.

"Oh?" Yang Fan looked at the young man with interest.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

Three black shadows appeared out of nowhere to Yang Fan's left, right and rear.

All three are nine-star martial artists!

They were all wearing half-bronze masks, exuding a cold aura all over their bodies.

"Kill him!" the young man gritted his teeth.

The three nodded.

Rumble!

Three huge auras erupted, sweeping all over the world.

They cast their killer moves and attacked Yang Fan.

They are all nine-star martial artists, and together they are enough to rival second-rank Wu Zong.

Yang Fan snorted coldly and easily solved it.

But then facing Yu Changye's palm, he has no power to resist!

"You still want to escape?" Yu Changye sneered.

He slapped Yang Fan on the head.

boom!

Yang Fan endured the palm abruptly, and his body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Just as he was about to stand up, Yu Changye jumped up and punched Yang Fan again.

Yang Fan dodged hastily.

Yu Changye took advantage of the victory to pursue and hit Yang Fan several times in a row.

Click! Click!

Yang Fan's ribs were broken, blood spurted wildly, and his body flew horizontally, a house tower in the courtyard.

……ask for flowers…

"You...damn it!"

Yang Fan stood up from the collapsed rubble, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were cold.

"How dare you scold me, you must die today!"

With a roar, Yu Changye rushed towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's eyelids twitched, and a sense of crisis rose in his heart.

"The person I want to kill will have no way out!"

An astonishing fighting spirit burst out from Yang Fan's eyes.

Whoosh!

He stepped on [Phantom Step], forgive me.

Boom!

Yu Changye punched Yang Fan, knocking him to the ground.

"Ha ha..…………"

Seeing this, Yu Changye laughed out loud, with a mocking look on his face.

Even if Yang Fan is against the sky, he will not escape.

But at this moment, Yang Fan suddenly jumped up and punched Yu Changye hard on the cheek.

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Boom!

The strength of the fist is surging, like a wave, shaking the void.

"What?"

Yu Changye was taken aback.

He never expected that Yang Fan would still have the strength to resist.

At the moment, he hastily raised his arms to block.

clang!

A huge collision sound suddenly sounded.

Thumb up!

Yu Changye was pushed back more than ten meters. He only felt numbness and pain in his hands.

"How can it be?"

Yu Changye's eyeballs almost popped out, as if he had seen a ghost.

He is the pinnacle of the Nine Star Martial King!

Moreover, the "Balong Fist" he practiced is a middle-grade martial art of the mysterious rank, and its power is extremely terrifying.

But the result?

He just got a tie with Yang Fan?

Who is this young man?

"I said, today you will definitely die." Yang Fan's eyes shone coldly.

"Arrogant guy, so what if you are stronger than me?" Yu Changye smiled ferociously, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

The next moment, a monstrous murderous aura erupted from his body, and his figure flickered and disappeared in place.

bang bang bang!

In an instant, Yu Changye was bullying Yang Fan.

He swung his fists, and each punch carried a violent force zone.

bang bang bang!

The punch was violent, and the air violently oscillated.

"not good!"

Yang Fan's heart shuddered, and he immediately activated the shield of true energy, and took out the Chixiao Sword.

"kill!"

Yang Fan shouted violently and attacked with all his strength.

Boom!.