Underworld exchange group

Chapter 311 Fighting
The person who kidnapped Xiaodie was outside of Zhang Fan's spiritual sense from the beginning to the end, and had no way to lock the breath. Of course, Zhang Fan didn't dare to startle the snake at that time.

"Boy, why are you looking for our village master? Are you looking for death?"

One of the strong men was holding a huge double ax in his hand, and he slashed towards Zhang Fan.He is 1.9 meters tall and has a horrific scar on his face.

"Let him pay for his life!"

After the words were finished, Zhang Fan took out a command flag, poured spiritual power into it and waved it lightly, billowing black mist surged out from the command flag, and the gloomy wind mixed with ghosts diffused towards the cottage.

"call!"

The dark wind whistled with ghosts.

"Ghost!"

Looking at the dark wind and ghosts that filled the sky, the ferocious man widened his eyes in horror, dropped the double-sided axe, turned around and ran for his life screaming, but before it was too late, he was immediately entangled in black air.

Seeing this, the bandits in the entire village panicked, scrambling for their lives, and suddenly became a mess.

But their speed couldn't escape the spell cast by Guichaqi.

One by one, they rushed to the street.

One of the middle-aged men sent a yellow talisman, a golden light came out of his body, and Yin Feng actually backed away.

"Fellow Taoist, who are you, and why do you want to be an enemy of our Qingfeng Village?"

Zhang Fan's face was gloomy and cold: "Where is Mr. Mei? He robbed the people and women and killed him. Today, I will take his life."

The middle-aged man's expression also sank.

"What about the people you looted? Teach them out, and I will let you live, otherwise... none of you will want to live today." Zhang Fan's spiritual sense swept across the cottage, but did not find the strong mark , and there is no trace of Xiaodie.

"What a big tone." The middle-aged man sneered darkly: "What you are holding is the ghost messenger flag in your hand, so what if it is a ghost messenger from the underworld, do you think we will be afraid of you?"

"court death!"

Zhang Fan didn't have time to spend any more time with him, and a golden talisman shot out.

The speed of the talisman's light far exceeded the imagination of the middle-aged man. He saw a flash of light, and his world became dark. Immediately, he pinched his throat, and opened his eyes wide in disbelief. The eyes fell forward.

Down the street!
Zhang Fan casually grabbed a bandit and stared at him and asked, "Where are the people caught by Mr. Charm?"

The bandit was terrified of Zhang Fan a long time ago, and said slowly, "It should be in the village master's room."

Zhang Fan pushed him hard: "Lead the way ahead."

Following the bandits to the back hall, they saw a room with a light on.

"That's right, that's the one." The bandit said tremblingly.

Afraid that something would happen to Xiaodie, Zhang Fan rushed over and kicked the door open, but saw a figure in a peach red robe and a red belt around his waist and turned around suddenly after hearing the sound.

This figure is a handsome young master with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Young Master Charm!"

"Exactly!"

Zhang Fan's eyes fell on the bed, Xiaodie's sister was fainted on the bed, she was still wearing a red bridal gown, she finally arrived in time, feeling really depressed, Xiaodie was really tricked.

"You killed all my unsatisfactory subordinates outside?" The charming young man looked at Zhang Fan with slender eyes.

"That's right!"

Zhang Fan's consciousness swept over Young Master Mei, and he couldn't help frowning, he couldn't detect Young Master Mei's cultivation.

There are only two situations where the cultivation base cannot be detected.

One is that the opponent's strength is much stronger than yours.

The other is that the other party has practiced a spell that hides his cultivation.

Young Master Mei squinted at Zhang Fan, his eyes turned cold: "You shouldn't be the real groom, are you planning to arrest me?"

"exactly!"

Mr. Mei said: "You have such a strong yin spirit, you are a spirit official."

Zhang Fan said flatly: "Oh, yes, you can tell that I am a Yin god at a glance."

"Hmph!" Mr. Mei sneered: "The Lingguan is nothing special, it's not just a life, even if you die, you still don't have it."

After speaking, a yellow light flashed in his hand, and a small flag about a foot long appeared in his hand.

The whole body of the flag is white, but it emits yellow light, making it difficult for people to see clearly what is embroidered on the flag.

"This banner is called Yunlei Banner, an intermediate magic weapon." Mr. Mei's eyes showed a hint of pride, and he rushed out of the room after speaking: "If you want to fight, you can go outside. After beating me, you have to enter the bridal chamber."

At the same time as he rushed out of the room, he lightly waved the small flag in his hand, countless milky white mist burst out from the flag in an instant, and in a blink of an eye, a huge white cloud with a width of several tens of feet was formed, covering his surroundings in it.

The white clouds were so dense that it was impossible to see Mr. Mei's trace clearly.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan frowned, turned his hand and took out the Storm Bracelet, poured it with spiritual power, then shook it, and the strong wind in the magic weapon howled and blew towards the white clouds.

When the white clouds meet the wind, they will disperse!

But like the dark wind of No.11 wind ball whizzing away, the white clouds blowing keep rolling, but the white clouds never disperse.

"how come?"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but widen his eyes.

It seems that Mr. Mei is not bragging, the cloud and thunder banner he holds in his hand is really an intermediate magic weapon.

But, fortunately, the intermediate magic weapon in his hand was just a defensive magic weapon, Zhang Fan thought, as long as he didn't break in, he couldn't do anything to him.

But suddenly there was a loud rumbling sound above the head, it was intermittent once or twice at first, but soon it resounded throughout the whole world, forming a continuous piece.

Zhang Fan looked up, his expression changed drastically.

I saw the dark sky and I don't know when the sky turned red.

The crimson Huoshaoyun kept tumbling like lava, producing upside-down slurry bubbles. The huge rumbling sound was actually the sound of each slurry bubble bursting.

"what is this?"

Zhang Fan screamed in horror.

"Hahaha," Mr. Mei laughed proudly, "This is the mid-level high-level spell 'Skyfire Magma'. Every drop of lava on it is equivalent to a full-strength blow from a cultivator of the first rank. If you can't resist it, you will die." reduced to ashes."

Intermediate high-level spells!

It was too late to leave, the opponent's spell had already been completed, and now he couldn't escape beyond the range of the spell.

Without hesitation, Zhang Fan immediately sent out his life-saving three-layer defense cover.

However, he has nothing in mind.

The Elephant Armor Technique is only an elementary spell!
Rune armor is only a primary middle-level rune armor.

The only thing I can only hope for is Sword and Shield.

However, sword shield is not a defensive move, in fact, it is more offensive than defensive. After all, it is a move in the sword formula, and the main thing is to counterattack with sword light.

Almost at the moment when the shield was formed, this mid-level high-level spell in the sky finally began to wreak havoc.

A drop of dark red lava the size of a basketball fell straight down and hit Zhang Fan.

In an instant, the outer two layers of defense were shattered.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan was shocked.

When it landed on the sword and shield, Zhang Fan felt an extremely heavy blow. His whole body was shocked, and the crimson lava finally blocked it.

But this is just the beginning, and countless lavas continue to fall like raindrops.

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and persisted.

But as the lava dripped faster and denser, the loss of Zhang Fan's spiritual power accelerated, and he would soon be overwhelmed.

The golden light on the sword and shield gradually weakened.

It may be a matter of time before the sword and shield are broken.

must fight back...

Mr. Mei is hiding in the white clouds, his consciousness is blocked by the white clouds, even Mr. Mei's seat can't be locked, so there is no way to fight back.

Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Fan's anxious forehead, he gritted his teeth, he took out his mobile phone, poured mana into the gourd-shaped ornament hanging on the mobile phone, and said a word softly: "Shut up!"

All of a sudden, the mouth of the little gourd produced an invisible suction, aiming at the white cloud in front of it.

Then, there is no more, but the egg is gone.

It can only be said that Zhang Fan has a lot of acquaintances.

I had no choice but to resort to the last resort.

"Soul Binding"

As the spell sounded, Zhang Fan grabbed it forward with one hand, and a huge hand came out from the sky, a hand that was more than ten feet long, covered the entire white cloud, and suddenly closed.

"Caught!"

Zhang Fan was overjoyed, and the consciousness he injected into the soul binding technique locked the opponent's seat.

"Get me out!"

Grab the opponent's ghost and yank it suddenly.

But Zhang Fan felt that he was pulling a truck and couldn't move it at all.

The soul binding technique is fine for mortals or low-level ghosts, but once the foundation is successfully established, the immortal cultivator can't catch it at all.

However, the trap is done!
Next...

Zhang Fan faintly spat out four words.

"Nine! Song! Sword! Jue"

(End of this chapter)