Xianhong Road

Chapter 11 Ice Spells
Eighth Uncle's body was burned black by the flames, emitting green smoke. Hearing Yang Fan's words, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed, begging for mercy:
"My lord, please forgive me, I don't know Mount Tai with my dog's eyes!"

The other three ruffians, even though they were beaten to death by Yang Fan, lay on the ground begging for mercy.

"Son..."

The two maids in the yard turned pale, seeing Yang Fan subdue these gangsters, they looked terrified.

Just as Yang Fan was about to speak, a gentle male voice suddenly came from behind him:

"You are the son of Yang Tian? Not bad..."

Hearing the sound, Yang Fan's expression changed drastically. Turning around to look, he found that there was a middle-aged Confucian scholar quietly in the courtyard.

This middle-aged Confucian was handsome and handsome, holding a folding fan, with a gentle expression, one can imagine how suave he was when he was young.

With a smile on his face, he was looking at Yang Fan.

"Who are you? How do you know my father's name?"

Yang Fan asked subconsciously.

Taking a closer look, Yang Fan immediately recognized the identity of this middle-aged Confucian scholar. He is Mr. Xu who appeared at the "Wen Tian Conference" today.

This Mr. Xu came to Yangjiabao with the young master of the Yang family in Kyoto, and his strength is unfathomable.

"Hehe, old man Xu Li, you can call me Mr. Xu."

The Confucian student surnamed Xu walked into the courtyard with his hands behind his back, his eyes never leaving Yang Fan's face, and he sighed softly: "It's so similar..."

Yang Fan was slightly startled, and immediately showed a vigilant look, secretly said: "This person is from the Yang family in the capital, and he knows my father's name. Could it be that he is one of my father's enemies?"

"Dare to ask Mr. Xu, what's the matter with you here?"

Yang Fan asked calmly.

Mr. Xu said with a smile: "I came to see my old friend. As early as in the Yang family in the capital, I heard about the rare genius in the Yang family in the south... Unfortunately, the world is such a coincidence. When I came here, my nephew In misfortune, genius falls."

"It turns out that Mr. Xu is my father's old friend. Could it be that Mr. came to Yangjiabao just to see me?"

Yang Fan's face softened, but he did not let go of his vigilance.

"Oh, of course not."

Mr. Xu didn't answer Yang Fan's question immediately, but glanced at Eighth Uncle, who was kneeling on the ground, and those gangsters.

"It's useless for these few people to stay here, why don't you let me solve this little trouble for you."

Mr. Xu smiled lightly, and suddenly unfolded the folding fan in his hand.

As soon as the folding fan was unfolded, there was a burst of spiritual light, and a powerful spiritual pressure descended, making the whole courtyard breathless.

Yang Fan's mind was shaken, and he barely supported himself under this spiritual pressure.

scoff!

The folding fan unfolded, bursting out a piece of water-blue icy air.

For a moment, the temperature in the other courtyard dropped a bit, and the maidservants not far away were shivering from the cold.

Swish!
The azure blue icy air spent a few ray of ice mist snakes, passing three or four people including Eighth Uncle.

call!
When the blue light passed by, four more "human popsicles" covered in blue frost appeared in the other courtyard.

Clap!

Mr. Xu gathered the folding fan in his hand, and looked at Yang Fan with a smile.

"This man's spells are terrifying... the folding fan in his hand is at least a high-grade spiritual weapon!"

Yang Fan was shocked, and under Mr. Xu's smile, he felt a faint murderous intent.

Among the magic weapons in Dongsheng Continent, the lowest level is "magic weapon", the slightly higher level is "spiritual weapon", and the higher level is the veritable "magic weapon".

Whether it is a magic weapon, a spiritual weapon, or a magic weapon, it is divided into: low-grade, middle-grade, high-grade, and extreme

Glancing at the four human-shaped popsicles, Yang Fan gasped. He had concluded that the vitality of the four people, including the eighth uncle, had been completely frozen.

Relying on Eighth Uncle's initial stage of Qi refining, he could barely last a few breaths. The other three gangsters were frozen to death in an instant.

With one blow, the lives of three or four people ended, such an understatement.

What kind of powerhouse is Mr. Xu?
Yang Fan felt that the cultivation base of the other party was probably higher than that of his master, Elder Liu.

In the entire Yang Family Fort, perhaps the only one who can compete with it is the old grandfather of the Yang Family who can't retreat.

"what--"

The two maids not far away were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.

"Mr. Xu's ice spell is really No. 1 among the juniors."

Yang Fan let out a sigh of relief, but said what was in his heart.

In this vast Dongsheng Continent, there are countless countries, and there is even a land of wild monsters.Yuyang country is just an insignificant small country, and the Yang family next to it to the south is just an insignificant cultivating family.What Yang Fan has seen and heard so far is also extremely limited.

"My nephew is too modest..." Mr. Xu looked directly at Yang Fan, and asked calmly, "How does my cultivation compare with your master?"

"This?" Yang Fan didn't expect that the other party would mention his master. It seems that Mr. Xu might know Elder Liu.

"In terms of strength, my master should be inferior to sir."

Yang Fan said frankly.

Mr. Xu couldn't deny it with a smile: "Your master Liu Wuhen, why did you leave Yangjiabao before the 'Wen Tian Conference'?"

"This..." Yang Fan didn't know how to answer.

"Also, did your master seal your mana before the 'Wen Tian Conference'?"

A gleam of light shot out of Mr. Xu's eyes, and an invisible coercion came.

Whoosh!
With a flash of his figure, Mr. Xu came to Yang Fan in the blink of an eye, stretched out a hand, and put it on his shoulder.

Yang Fan's body froze, he couldn't move, he just felt a biting cold force invade his body.

A moment later, Mr. Xu pushed Yang Fan away with a palm, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"It's strange, seeing how empty your body is, could it be that you have gone mad and lost your mana."

Mr. Xu couldn't figure it out. He thought it was Yang Fan's master, Elder Liu, who made a trick to seal the apprentice's mana, but now he saw that it was not the case.

boom!
The gate of the courtyard was kicked open, a young man in white rushed in, and said to Mr. Xu: "Sir, you still save this son. Three years later, I will come to 'Yangjiabao' to meet them for a while." Two brothers."

Yang Fan cast a glance, isn't this young man in white clothes just the young master of the Yang family, Yang Yu, who was rampant on the "Ask the Rooftop" just now?

Yang Yu broke in through the door, very domineering, but just cast a cold glance at Yang Fan, a useless person.

Mr. Xu said with a smile: "Yang Fan is the son of my old friend, how could I attack him? But you, why don't you stay there to watch the 'Nanlin Yang Family' Wentian Conference?"

"Hmph, what's the point of a group of ants in the Qi refining period?"

Yang Yu said proudly.

Mr. Xu's smile was still the same, no accident, he glanced at Yang Fan who was opposite, and said: "In the future, if your father comes back, please send him my regards."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Xu gave Yang Yu a wink, and the two walked out of the other courtyard.

"Idiot, don't forget to participate in the Wentian Conference in three years' time. When the time comes, let's see how I can beat you two into cripples."

Before leaving, Yang Yu turned his head and gave Yang Fan a cold look.

Yang Fan shrugged, walked into the other courtyard, and began to pack his belongings.

Mr. Xu and Yang Yu traveled to a remote corner of Yangjiabao.

"Sir, why did you change your mind? You didn't do anything about it?"

Yang Yu couldn't help asking.

"If this boy really has great talent and potential, I will abolish his mana to avoid future troubles. But I checked just now, and this kid really lost his mana, but he will not become a useless person. If you want to restore his previous Cultivation, I estimate that it will take at least ten years."

Mr. Xu pondered.

"Hehe, ten years." Yang Yu smiled: "In three years, I will come to Yangjiabao and destroy him again."

"Abolishing him once is not a problem, but you'd better not destroy the plans of the Patriarch and Patriarch."

Mr. Xu said abruptly.

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(End of this chapter)