Xianhong Road

Chapter 351
Yang Fan had already flown hundreds of miles away, feeling a deep sense of helplessness in his heart, for he seemed so powerless in front of the Yuyang Country Supreme Demon Daoist.

Looking at the world of Yuyang Xiuxian, who can stop him from chasing and killing him?

The hunchback poison king was badly injured, and he failed.

Even the Poison King of the Nascent Soul Stage failed, so can the King of the Hidden Heaven?

Can Wushuang do it?

The death of King Yintian, Yang Fan faintly felt that it inexplicably affected the tremor of the blood in his body.

In front of the Sanyou old devil, the hunchback Poison King, a monk of the same level, was barely able to save his life. As for the strong man of the golden core stage, I am afraid that he will not have any chance...

When flying to a place hundreds of miles away, Yang Fan suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and a breath of death, under some familiar mental fluctuations, made Yang Fan feel it in the dark.

Peerless...

Yang Fan's heart trembled, feeling inexplicably hurt.

If it is said that the death of King Yintian brought Yang Fan the resonance and trembling of his blood.

So what Wushuang's death brought to Yang Fan was a spiritual response.

Although he couldn't see the scene a hundred miles away, the green seed of life in Yang Fan's body penetrated the world, and his senses were extremely powerful, sensing Wushuang's death.

When escaping from Yangjiabao and traveling through the sky, he heard Wushuang's voice in his mind:

"You run, I will block."

"But you..." Yang Fan understood that no matter how high Wushuang's savvy and artistic conception were, it was impossible to leapfrog to challenge the Nascent Soul Stage monster.What's more, the Sanyou old devil is also a master of the Nascent Soul Stage who practiced the Jiuyou Transformation God Demon Art.

"Don't ask." Wushuang said coldly and arrogantly, without giving any explanation.

"Okay, I'll go, and you have to take care."

Yang Fan took a deep breath and continued to run away.

"Remember, avenge me..."

Peerless among the clouds, the incomparably plain way.

Yang Fan recalled that conversation at this moment, and suddenly understood that Wushuang knew that he would die a long time ago.

His only request is to avenge him.

Second only.

Yang Fan froze on the spot, trembling all over, short of breath.

In his eyes, a tear finally fell.

Since stepping into the immortal way and embarking on the road of cultivation, Yang Fan has never shed a single tear, and his heart has long been as hard as iron.

Three years ago, he was ridiculed and looked down upon by countless people when he practiced martial arts overnight.Yang Fan remained calm and composed.

However, at this moment, Yang Fan, who claimed to be calm, had a sore nose, his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he shed a hot tear.

"Unparalleled!"

"I will definitely avenge you!"

Yang Fan suddenly bit his index finger, shot a splash of blood, and formed a strange blood-colored pattern in the void.

Soul blood oath!
The most insurmountable oath in the world of cultivating immortals, once made, is irreversible.

"I, Yang Fan, swear here that after a few years, I will definitely kill Sanyou Old Demon. If not, my soul will be tortured by the Nine Nether Fires, and I will never be reincarnated!"

This turned out to be a poisonous oath!

It can be seen from this that Yang Fan's determination to take revenge is so determined that he raised this matter to the same level as life.

When he swore the soul blood oath, Sanyou old devil had already chased him within a hundred miles, and he could clearly see the powerful spiritual consciousness of the Nascent Soul stage.

"Hahaha... the old man said that no matter how many people there are, they will not be able to save you, they will just die in vain. And you will not be able to escape my pursuit."

Sanyou Laomo's spiritual consciousness transmitted sound, and a slightly mocking voice came.

"The old man doesn't understand why so many people are willing to pay such a high price to save you, even disregarding life and death. The last one is even a lunatic, the sword of seeking death? I, Sanyou old devil, have lived for hundreds of years, or Seeing it for the first time.”

Old Demon Sanyou seemed a little surprised by this.

Yang Fan was also taken aback, yes, why would they want to?
The hunchback of the Poison King is due to the love between mentor and apprentice, the grace of saving lives, and the infinite hope entrusted to him.

Hidden King, it is because of a kind of close relatives.

As for Wushuang, it is an extremely complicated reason, including the grace of saving lives, the affection of opponents, the affection of friendship, the affection of comrades-in-arms and so on.

Hu Fei was also willing to sacrifice because of friendship and life-saving grace.

Perhaps, Yang Fan has brought favors to too many people during the rise of famous doctors.

Even though most people may not know how to repay their kindness, there are still a few people who will definitely repay their kindness, and at the same time they are very affectionate.

"It's a pity that their sacrifices are all in vain... You still can't escape from my palm. There is only a big gap between the second and third you demon flames, and this old man can clearly sense them within a thousand miles to your location and direction."

Sanyou Old Demon's chuckle came from hundreds of miles away, causing Yang Fan's heart to throb with pain.

As a well-known Nascent Soul monster who lived for hundreds of years, Sanyou old devil is indeed a scheming man: he asked Chu Yunhan to come to die, and raised Yang Fan's Nether Demon Flame to the "Second Nether" realm.

In this way, the gap in realm narrowed, the interaction between him and Yang Fan became clearer, and the "tonic" became more abundant.

The only thing I didn't expect was that there were so many people who were ignoring life and death in order to help Yang Fan get a chance of life.

At the same time, Chu Yunhan was also very smart. In order to save his life and escape that terrible fate, he directly gave up the Nether Demonic Flame that has deterred ancient and modern times.

"I will definitely escape and come back."

Standing proudly in the void, Yang Fan's Nine Nether Demonic Qi surged up from his body, almost pouring out. Terrible black demonic flames lingered around his body.

At this moment, he still has another choice, which is to escape from the pursuit of Sanyou Old Demon.

That is to give up the eternal magic art of Jiuyou Demon Art.

However, he was not reconciled.

Not only does he want to kill the old demon Sanyou with the Nine Nether Demon Art, but he also wants to seize the supremacy of the Demon Dao in the Yuyang Kingdom with the identity of Shi Qianhan!

From his personal strength to his status as the overlord of the demonic way, he wanted to make Sanyou old devil completely defeated. Not only did he have to annihilate his body, but he also had to deal a great blow and destruction to his spirit.

At this moment, Yang Fan put on a mysterious mask and transformed himself into Shi Qianhan, with a demonic energy soaring to the sky, and an unswerving will until death was engraved deep in his heart.

"Old Demon Sanyou, after a hundred years, I, Shi Qianhan, will definitely take revenge. Let's see who is No. 1 in the Demonic Way!"

Yang Fan's voice with infinite will shook the area.

The Sanyou old devil was far away, when his divine sense caught the sound, he was slightly taken aback.

Maybe he didn't take it seriously, but from this voice, he faintly felt infinite possibilities and potential crises.

call out--

A silver arc flashed across the sky, and Yang Fan flew twenty or thirty miles away in the blink of an eye.

Then, there were three more long-distance escapes.

shhhhh--

When the Sanyou old devil reacted, Yang Fan opened another 120 miles away by using the soaring cloud boots secret technique "Flying Clouds for Thousands of Miles".

In this way, Yang Fan has already escaped two hundred miles away, far beyond the range of spiritual consciousness of a monk in the Nascent Soul stage.

what!
Sanyou old devil's complexion changed, and Yang Fan escaped from the scope of his spiritual consciousness, making him lose the omniscient and omnipotent situation in which he could control all the dynamics of the opponent.

Although Sanyou Laomo can still determine Yang Fan's general direction through the induction of the magic flame, but in terms of accuracy, it cannot be compared.

Yang Fan broke away from Sanyou Old Demon's consciousness, which invisibly brought resistance to Sanyou Old Demon's pursuit.

"I didn't expect him to have such a terrifying auxiliary magic weapon..."

Sanyou old devil looked gloomy, but still flew towards Yang Fan's direction by induction.

However, when sensing, it will split part of his mind, making it difficult to fly with all his strength.

What annoyed him even more was that the "Qifang Vientiane Poison" lurking in his body showed signs of rebounding all the time.

He was hit by the terrible poison produced by the explosion of the Poison King's Poison Dao Supreme Treasure, and his mana was restrained by three points.

Yin Tianjun's interception caused his right hand to be injured, and his strength dropped by another [-]%.

In the end, he was injured by Wushuang's sword to death, causing serious internal injuries in his body, and some injuries on the soul level.

The trauma Wushuang gave him was the heaviest, causing him to lose at least [-]% to [-]% of his combat power.

Under such circumstances, Sanyou Old Demon's overall strength can only be displayed at [-]%, and his speed is only one-third of his usual speed.

One-third of the speed!

However, even so, Sanyou old devil is absolutely sure to catch up with Yang Fan.

A strong man in the golden core stage will definitely run out of mana after Lian Fan performs such an escape technique.

Even if he still has mana, with one-third of the speed and the majestic mana of the Nascent Soul Stage, he can still chase and kill Yang Fan.

One-third of the speed, that is at least two or three times that of ordinary Jindan monks, faster than Yang Fan.

In this way, Sanyou old devil pursued with confidence, neither slow nor fast.

However, after chasing for two hours in a row and flying thousands of miles, Yang Fan still did not see his mana exhausted.

Even, during this period, Yang Fan used the secret technique of "Flying Clouds for Thousand Miles" again.

How can it be?

Sanyou old devil felt incredible.

Chase, keep chasing!
Maybe there is some special panacea on this child.

As time passed, Yang Fan's speed did not decrease, and he occasionally performed the secret art of flying clouds and thousands of miles.

Half a day passed, and the distance didn't get farther or closer.

On the contrary, it was Sanyou old devil, whose injury worsened, and his poison rebounded a step further.

At this time, he didn't even have a third of the speed, barely equal to Yang Fan.

Three days later, without knowing how far they flew, Yang Fan gradually distanced himself from Sanyou Old Demon.

Although the speed of the two is equal, Yang Fan can cast "Flying Clouds for Thousands of Miles" every time he passes a certain distance.

Two hundred miles... Three hundred miles... Five hundred miles... Seven hundred miles...

Pull away a little bit.

Unknowingly, the old devil Sanyou felt a sense of powerlessness.

An old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, a generation of demon masters, a famous giant, who can't even chase down a Jindan boy, how can he face others?
However, after the hunchbacked poisonous king attacked at all costs, and the hidden king and Wushuang sacrificed their lives, he was destined not to be able to catch up with Yang Fan.

He could only helplessly feel that Yang Fan was getting further and further away from him.

Seven hundred miles... eight hundred miles... nine hundred miles... a thousand miles!

In the end, Yang Fan in the induction gradually blurred.

In this case, he can only sense the other person's presence and a vague concept of direction.

Although there is a vague concept of direction, the difference is a thousand miles away. In the current state, it is impossible to catch up.

"Could it be God's will..."

Sanyou old devil stopped, muttered to himself, and looked at the endless sky.

(Second update)

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