super hate ring

Chapter 248 Greeting the Master

"Help." The prefecture-level old man yelled. As an elder of the Qingding Sect, the old man never thought that he would yell like this in front of his disciples, but only now did he realize that life is far more important than face.

None of the surrounding disciples of the Qing Ding Sect dared to step forward. The old man who was fighting with Zhixue Qingai was shocked when he saw the scene here, and stepped up to pursue Zhixue Qingai.

"Didn't you always want to hunt me down? It's not too shameful with this little cultivation."

More than a dozen wind blades passed by, and the old man was hacked in pieces, bringing out 5 points of hatred.

Originally, he found out that Jiang Fan was an earth-level warrior and could use strange flying swords. The old man couldn't bear that much hatred, but it wasn't that Jiang Fan didn't want to draw hatred between these two people, and he didn't have time at all.

There is still a prefecture-level warrior waiting for him, and these terrifying high-strength warriors will be very troublesome even if they save their breath, Jiang Fan can only choose to kill the old man.

"what."

With a scream, Zhixue Qingai was shot down by the old man who stepped up his attack. Jiang Fan flew into the air, hugged Zhixue Qingai, and fell to the ground.

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother." The old man with white beard looked at the dead old man, cried loudly, and looked at Jiang Fan with hatred eyes.

"You, what despicable means did you use to kill my junior brother?" The white bearded old man shouted angrily, and his hatred rose to 8 points.

"Reminder, successfully pull [-] hatred points, reach [-] hatred points, complete the main task, and get [-] attribute points, please distribute."

"Master, be careful, that kid used a very strange little sword, he seemed to be able to turn in the air without warning, the second master was injured by that little sword." A Qingding sect disciple shouted to the white-bearded old man.

The old man with white beard frowned and looked at Jiang Fan. Jiang Fan smiled, and he simply didn't hide it. A small sword appeared above his head, jumping with mysterious power, like a musical note in the air.

Everyone was amazed by this little sword, especially Zhixue Haruai, who was beside her, was so angry and startled, it was this little sword that seriously injured herself at the bottom of the sea, and she didn't expect this little sword to turn at that time.

And now I can finally feel it. Although Xiaojian exudes a mysterious atmosphere, there is no energy distribution between Xiaojian and Jiang Fan's body, as if they are leaping out of thin air and have their own consciousness.

This is the first time Zhixue Qingai has seen such a weird weapon, let alone how Jiang Fan controls this small sword.

Such a weird little sword without any warning can greatly increase Jiang Fan's combat power. No wonder Jiang Fan only had a weak prefecture-level cultivation, but he defeated the old man who was almost at the second floor of the prefecture-level just now.

But this little sword is weird, but the tricky way is still not as good as the kingly way. Now the white-bearded old man is on the third floor, not only has a higher level of cultivation than the old man just now, but he has already known Jiang Fan's killer in advance.

As a Chunin himself, he is only equivalent to the Xuan level of Guwu, and he can still do it by running away, but he can't resist the old man's moves at all in a face-to-face fight, not to mention that he is already injured now.

Jiang Fan's trump card was predicted. With Jiang Fan's cultivation, Zhixue Qingai didn't think Jiang Fan could take advantage of the white-bearded old man in front of him.

"Hmph, it looks like that little sword is a treasure, I accept it with a smile." The white-bearded old man shouted, and directly attacked Jiang Fan, the powerful force forced Zhixue Qingai to retreat in a hurry.

"Hint, the distribution of mana power is successful, the mana power has been changed to 1020 points, reaching the level of an archmage, whether to continue to distribute attribute points..."

The sound of the ring came, and the flying sword dinged in the air. Jiang Fan and Feijian pinched the white-bearded old man up and down. The white-bearded old man had expected the flying sword. Can't get close to the old man's body.

The old man freed up other internal forces and launched a stormy attack on Jiang Fan.

"I didn't expect you to be a prefecture level, but it's a pity that you are a little short."

After the old man with the white beard blocked the flying sword, he used all his internal strength to press down on Jiang Fan, two small levels behind. In front of a high-level realm like the prefecture level, two small levels require the time to practice and the resources to consume, which is different from Huang's. The small level difference between the super mysterious level is not the same.

The gap in internal strength between the two directly made Jiang Fan retreat steadily, and there was a lot of danger. Zhixue Qingai in the distance was thinking whether to leave now. If the old man with white beard killed Jiang Fan, he would definitely not be able to escape.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred. The flying sword that had been restrained by the white bearded old man suddenly forcibly broke through the old man's inner energy barrier. gushes out.

The old man who was attacking furiously suffered heavy injuries suddenly, and his footing was unstable. Jiang Fan wrapped his silver electric whip, grabbed the old man's arm, and tore the old man's arm off at once, blood splattered.

Zhixue Qing'ai and the disciples of the Qingding sect were astonished. The disciples of the Qingding sect did not believe that the two elders of their own sect died at the hands of such an unknown young man.

They would be even more surprised if they knew that the elder Master Uncle Li also died at the hands of Jiang Fan.

Zhixue Qingai was terrified of Jiang Fan's flying sword, what kind of weapon was that?The power brought out just now is no less than the power of the earth level according to his own induction, and the trajectory is extremely strange.

Anyone who fights with Jiang Fan, beware of such a flying sword, it is impossible to fight with all his strength, and Jiang Fan's combat power will be greatly improved accordingly.

And for those fighters who are completely defenseless against Jiang Fan, they may be killed by one blow. If I hadn't been on the bottom of the sea last time, the water is my paradise, and I certainly wouldn't be able to escape.

"You..." The white-bearded old man whose arm was cut off couldn't even stop the bleeding. His hatred soared.

The hatred value rose again by 12 points, reaching 20 points.

"What? Don't you want to tear me into pieces? Don't you want to see how tough my life is? What's wrong? You should get up and fight me."

"Despicable and shameless, do you dare to confront the old man head-on?" The white-bearded old man glared at Jiang Fan.

"A head-to-head confrontation? Is it worthy of your poor cultivation? Let me tell you..."

"You dare to kill me, the elder of the Qingding sect, you want to die." In the air, a majestic voice came from the air, and the voice shook the entire valley, Jiang Fan and Zhixue Qingai's expressions changed drastically at the same time.

"No, that person is here."

Jiang Fan suddenly thought of the powerful force he felt last night, and he should not be that person's opponent now.

"Welcome to the master."

All the disciples of the Qingding sect bowed down. The old man with white beard looked happy and looked at Jiang Fan fiercely. In his eyes, Jiang Fan was already a dead person.

(End of this chapter)