Joy of Life: Grandmaster of the Fan Family

Hundreds of ascetics followed behind, and there were more ascetics running towards them on both sides.

Whether it is moving to either side, or turning around and going back.

For Haitang Duoduo and Langtao, it is a dead end.

The only way for the two to survive is ahead.

There was also a person in front of them, holding an iron rod in his hand, standing there steadily.

It gives people the feeling that one man is blocking the way for ten thousand men.

Judging from this man's aura, he is different from ordinary temple messengers.

But Langtao and Haitang Duoduo didn't care.

For them at this stage, as long as the person appearing before them is not a grandmaster, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Junior sister, stop him."

Lang Tao spoke.

This time, Lang Tao did not try to be a hero.

Although his master, Ku He, once asserted that among the nine-grade combat powers in the world, Lang Tao could be ranked in the top three.

But Lang Tao obviously didn't believe this.

Not to mention the previously world-famous God of War Fan Bin, even the God of War's brother Fan Xian was not someone he could mess with.

Plus Hai Teng Duoduo’s outburst just now.

All of this made Lang Tao clearly realize that his strength was still very weak and there was no need for him to act like a hero at this time.

"it is good!"

Haitang Duoduo did not hesitate, but rushed out first.

The little girl's heart is as clear as a mirror.

Since the other party can have such momentum, his strength is very likely to be at the ninth level, or even above the ninth level.

Although Lang Tao's strength is not weak, as long as they are detained by the opponent for a moment, they will have no chance of leaving.

Instead of this, it would be better for her to take action.

At this time, Haitang Duoduo already had a relatively rational understanding of her own strength.

Although she has not yet reached the peak of the ninth level, let alone fighting against a master-level expert.

But as long as the opponent is not a grandmaster, there should be no way to stop her.

The two axes in Haitang Duoduo's hands were like indestructible weapons.

The axe hit the man's throat and heart one after another.

The figure holding the iron rod directly raised the iron rod in his hand, perfectly blocking Haitang Duoduo.

"how come?"

The moment the two sides fought, Haitang Duoduo felt a huge recoil force coming from her hands.

This mysterious man is far more powerful than her!
Langtao's speed is now slower than Haitang Duoduo's.

He waited until Haitang Duoduo fought with the other party before he barely caught up. Langtao, who caught up, also had a trace of fear in his eyes.

How could Haitang, who was so powerful before, be stopped so easily?

To what extent has this person's strength reached?
Thinking this in his mind, Lang Tao also aimed the weapon in his hand at the opponent.

His rich combat experience told him that they could not hesitate at this time.

The strength of the opponent in front of them is far beyond their imagination. If they cannot force the opponent to retreat in a very short time.

Then, they will have to face the siege of this powerful opponent in front of them and those ascetics behind them.

At that point, there would be no way for the two of them to escape.

The man in black remained very calm in the face of the combined forces of two ninth-grade masters.

He simply slashed downwards with the iron rod in his hand, and Lang Tao's weapon flew away.

"So strong!"

When I saw Haitang Duoduo fighting with the opponent before, it didn’t feel real enough.

It was not until Lang Tao himself fought with the opponent that he truly realized how terrifying the strength of the man in front of him was.
"Grandmaster?"

He was able to easily neutralize the attacks of two ninth-grade masters.

In Lang Tao's mind, the only thing he could think of was the Grand Master!

"No!"

Haitang Duoduo's face was pale.

As the distance got closer, Haitang Duoduo recognized the identity of the person in front of her.

At this time, the ascetics behind them also shouted: "Master Envoy, you must leave them alive. These two people are not ordinary people, and they must have a conspiracy."

Lord Messenger?
Temple Messenger!!

Lang Tao had also been to Dadong Mountain, and he had also seen those temple messengers.

But just now, he didn't think about it in this way.

By the time he realized this problem, Lang Tao felt his hands and feet were cold.

He even had the intention of surrendering.

This was not because he was cowardly and incompetent, but mainly because the image of the temple messenger in his mind was simply invincible.

His teacher Ku He also once said this.

"The strength of the temple messenger is comparable to that of a grandmaster. Some are even stronger than a grandmaster."

Even if Lang Tao has the strength of ninth rank, even if Haitang Duoduo's strength is higher than his.

Facing opponents who are as powerful as or even stronger than a grandmaster, they have absolutely no chance of winning.

"Does this mean that we have to explain ourselves here today?"

Just when this thought popped up in Lang Tao's mind.

Haitang Duoduo said, "Run separately!"

Although they were both facing desperate situations, their ideas were completely different.

Lang Tao almost gave up hope.

He obviously thought that with his strength, he would have no way to escape the Grand Master's clutches.

But Begonia Duoduo is different.

Because of Fan Bin, Haitang Duoduo has a better understanding of the powerful Grandmaster.

Even someone as powerful as a Grandmaster is not truly omnipotent.

If the two of them escape separately and jump out of the palace wall, they will have a chance of survival.

Although the chance is slim, only if you do this can you find such a chance.

Otherwise, you can only wait for death.

Haitang Duoduo chose to fight to the death without hesitation.

Lang Tao was a little slow to react, but he was not a fool after all, and he figured out his junior sister's intention.

"run!"

The two ninth-rank masters didn't dare to fight at all.

They attacked the ascetics from the left and right.

At this time they no longer reserved their true energy, but instead exerted all their strength.

Haitang Duoduo's speed is undoubtedly faster. After all, those ascetics are no match for her.

On the contrary, even if Lang Tao used all his strength, it was still difficult for him to break out of the siege.

The reason is simple, he is not strong enough.

"If I can help Junior Sister escape, I will die with my eyes closed!"

Just when this thought popped up in Lang Tao's mind.

The black-clad temple messenger moved.

He ignored Langtao and flew directly after Haitang Duoduo.

Haitang Duoduo obviously also noticed this, and the little girl's eyes widened.

"Why? Do you still understand what it means to be gentle and considerate to women..."

The other party, a dignified temple messenger, actually chased after a little girl like me and refused to let go.

This made Haitang Duoduo very unhappy.

But no matter how unhappy she was, it was of no use, as the temple messenger's footsteps were extremely swift.

In just a blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of Haitang Duoduo. The iron rod in the hands of the temple messenger turned into the sickle of the god of death and stabbed directly into Haitang Duoduo's heart.

So cruel?
Haitang Duoduo rolled over in a panic... Those ascetics had clearly told the other party to show mercy.

But it seems that the temple messenger does not have such thoughts.

He had no intention of showing mercy, and instead seemed to want to take Haitang Duoduo away in one move.

Whenever she thought of this, Haitang Duoduo felt the anger in her heart bubbling up.

"Believe it or not, I will call Fan Bin and smash you into pieces..."

Haitang Duoduo ran and shouted.

"A saint girl from Northern Qi actually expects our war god from Daqing to save her life? What? Are you two having an affair?"

A man with a big belly asked with a smile.

"A pervert like you, you dare to be an ascetic?"

Seeing the other person's look, Haitang Duoduo felt extremely disgusted and immediately started to mock him.

The man stretched out a finger and shook it in the air.

"The Saint has misunderstood. I am not an ascetic. I am a priest of the temple of Daqing."

After hearing the other party's identity, Haitang Duoduo understood.

As a high-ranking official in Northern Qi, her channels of information were far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The ascetics in the temple are not only mostly hardworking people, but their moral conduct is also usually impeccable.

But these temple sacrifices are different.

Some of these temple priests are highly respected, while others are full of evil.

They are wearing the skin of the temple, but doing the devil's work...

Because of their special identities, even if the local authorities knew the inside story, they often did not dare to take action against them.

As a result, these people are becoming more and more lawless.

To some extent, they live a more carefree life than even those powerful people.

"Kill you first!"

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Haitang Duoduo made a quick decision and decided to take someone with her.

Compared to those respected ascetics, the evil temple priest in front of him is obviously more suitable.

"If you want to drag me down with you, you need someone like you, the Saint, to be able to do that."

The temple priest waved his hand, and dozens of ascetics surrounded him.

They surrounded Haitang Duoduo, but they couldn't capture her for the time being.

But it also trapped Haitang Duoduo.

The powerful temple messenger had no moral principles at all. Although he was outnumbered, he still chased after them.

"You don't really think that I, the God of War of Daqing, will suddenly appear to support you, do you?"

The temple priest with a big belly narrowed his eyes into slits when he smiled.

"What a pity! With the Lord God's Envoy here, this priest has no chance to have sex with her."

Just as the temple priest said this, the cold iron spike pierced towards Haitang Duoduo's back.

No matter it was the temple priest with a big belly, or those ascetics who surrounded Haitang Duoduo.

The way they looked at Haitang Duoduo was no different from looking at a dead person.

From their point of view, they obviously don’t think that under such circumstances, Haitang Duoduo still has a chance to escape?

Since she couldn't escape, her only fate was to die under the iron rod of the temple messenger.

Even Haitang Duoduo herself felt that she was no longer able to escape...

"Damn it, I really don't want to die!"

At this time, Haitang Duoduo couldn't help but think.

If she had successfully broken through to the Grandmaster level at this time...

If they had not come here rashly, but listened to their teacher and contacted Fan Bin first.

Will the result be different?
Just as Haitang Duoduo was thinking this, the cold iron rod was about to pierce her back.

A soft laugh suddenly reached Haitang Duoduo's ears.

"Who?"

This voice seemed strangely familiar to Haitang Duoduo.

It’s Fan Bin.

It is said that when a person is dying, two thoughts will occur in his mind.

One is to review your life, and the other is to bring to mind the person you miss most.

Haitang Duoduo originally thought that she would be the former.

Unexpectedly, she turned out to be the latter?
What Haitang Duoduo didn't expect was that the person she was thinking of was actually Fan Bin?
Could it be that……

Just when Haitang Duoduo couldn't help but let her imagination run wild, she clearly heard the man's words.

"Giving up so quickly! That's not like you at all!"

Not an illusion, not a recollection.

Haitang Duoduo opened her eyes and found a man appeared in front of her.

The man stood in front of her like a mountain.

"Why did you come?"

Haitang Duoduo knew at a glance that Fan Bin should have arrived here a long time ago, but he just hadn't shown up.

What is the reason? Haitang Duoduo doesn’t know.

But she was sure that Fan Bin could have taken action earlier.

But he didn't do that. Instead, he waited until this moment before he showed up.

"When a hero saves a beautiful girl, he has to choose the most appropriate time."

Fan Bin smiled.

Those ascetics were all stunned by the sudden appearance of Fan Bin.

Especially the temple priest, he looked at Fan Bin in amazement, his mind full of questions.

Why would Daqing's God of War appear at this time?
Why would Daqing's God of War appear here?
No one could give him an answer.

As for the temple messenger, the iron bar in his hand had already been caught by Fan Bin.

The temple messenger tried to pull out the iron rod several times but failed.

The temple messenger then turned his gaze to Fan Bin and spoke in a cold tone.

"open!"

Fan Bin raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He actually heard a hint of emotion from the mouth of the temple messenger.

To say that you understand the temple messenger.

No one understands better than Fan Bin.

At this stage, there are only two who have truly evolved personalities.

One is Wu Zhu who follows Fan Xian.

The other one is Lin Nan, the mastermind of the temple.

All other temple messengers, no matter how they behave, cannot get rid of the mechanical smell in them.

This temple messenger's words were filled with emotion?

"it is good!"

Fan Bin did not refuse, but loosened his grip on the iron bar.

The moment he let go, Fan Bin also raised his hand and slapped the temple messenger in the face.

The temple messenger detected it and he also wanted to react.

But Fan Bin's slap was too fast.

Even someone as strong as the temple messenger didn't have time to move before he was slapped in the face.

"Snapped!"

The powerful temple messenger was blown away under the gaze of a group of ascetics.

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(End of this chapter)