Xianhong Road

Chapter 591
"Haha! Boy, there is only the last talisman left, let's see how arrogant you are."

The Golden Demon King was overjoyed at first, and then a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Yang, the Golden Demon King is the only one left, and the two of us may not be invincible if we join forces."

Lin Cheng gritted his teeth, picked up the broken sword on the ground, and stood in front of Yang Fan resolutely.

Yang Fan was slightly moved. Lin Cheng did not run away at the critical moment, but stood in front of his partner instead.

He nodded secretly, Lin Cheng, like Lin Zhong, is a friend worth making.

Of course, this is also the case where Yang Fan temporarily gave up his cultivation and integrated into the extreme north with a new role.

If it was on weekdays, the difference in cultivation status between the two was more than one hundred and eight thousand miles, and it was absolutely impossible for them to overlap.

"Lin Cheng, put down your weapon obediently. With your half-assed immortality and the strength of an innate warrior, you can't survive three moves in my hands."

The Golden Demon King smiled coldly, controlled the middle-grade spiritual weapon again, and slowly floated in mid-air, ready to exert force in one fell swoop, killing one first.

Yang Fan looked calm and composed, and the last third-order talisman in his hand trembled suddenly, turning into a fireball with uncertain light and dark, and flew out with a "swoosh", and there was a sudden depressive throbbing in the air.

"Burst flame ball?"

The Golden Demon King sneered, he had been prepared for a long time, his figure flickered, he retreated a few feet, and at the same time operated the defensive shield.

The light and dark fireball burst suddenly and turned into a hot and fierce flame. The heat wave swept across the surrounding area for several feet, and the ground shook violently.

However, the golden demon king had retreated a few feet away, and the aftermath of the explosion rippled on his defensive shield, and he was not harmed.

"Hahaha...boy, you've run out of talismans, let's see how you can contend against me."

The Golden Demon King laughed wildly, extremely proud, and even had a few playful smiles on his face.

"The second-order talisman is used up, but I still have others..."

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth were pursed, and when he touched the storage bag, there was another pinch of talismans in his hand, and there was a wave of palpitations in the air.

There are hundreds of talismans and seals in that large group of talismans.

what! ! !
The smile on the Golden Demon King's face froze again, and his entire face turned green.

He shuddered all over, staring at the talismans in Yang Fan's hands.

Yang Fan is right, this time it is indeed not a second-order talisman.

However, the Golden Demon King fell into a faint sense of fear that was almost hopeless and powerless.

Tier [-] talisman! !
These hundreds of talismans are all third-tier talismans, so they are more than twice as powerful as second-tier talismans?
A third-order talisman is equivalent to a full-strength attack by a strong foundation builder. If used properly, only one talisman can severely injure or kill him.

What's more, these talisman seals in front of him are not just one, but hundreds of them.

This is also the reason why the Golden Demon King is so desperate.

"You...do you have something more advanced?"

Lin Cheng next to Yang Fan was dumbfounded again.

But think about it, Yang Fan did not lie, he just said that the second-order talismans were used up, and he did not say that all talismans were used up.

In fact, he didn't have many Tier [-] talismans in his hand, because they couldn't catch the eye at all.

Yang Fan has many third-order talismans, most of which are spoils of war.

What's more, even Yang Fan has fourth-order talisman seals that are rare in the world of cultivating immortals, and even higher-level secret scrolls.

However, the golden devil still miscalculated Yang Fan's strong capital.

"My lord, forgive... forgive me!!"

Suddenly, the golden demon king knelt on the ground with a "plop", begging Yang Fan for mercy.

Such a scene made Lin Cheng astonished.

A trace of indifference flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

Although the King of the Golden Demon was kneeling on the ground, one hand was quietly retracted into the sleeve.

puff-

With Yang Fan's thought, the "Qingfeng Sword" hanging in the air pierced the heart of the Golden Demon King like lightning.

"you you……"

The Golden Demon King had a look of unwillingness and disbelief at the same time.

The hand he retracted into the sleeve was also revealed, and a poison weapon in the shape of a Mitsubishi dropped out.

"Small tricks." Yang Fan smiled.

He did not know how many times he fought in his life, and he has rich experience. He has encountered this kind of method many times.

thump! !

The body of the Golden Demon King fell to the ground, blood spattering.

"Brother Yang is really amazing. This person is a vicious and vicious person in the thousands of miles of ice fields nearby. Almost no one can stop him. I didn't expect that he was killed so easily by you."

Lin Cheng said in disbelief.

Yang Fan stretched out his hand to caress his cheek, and said with a smile: "It's just using external things, but this person is really stupid."

Lin Cheng's face twitched violently. What a cunning and insidious person the Golden Demon King is within thousands of miles, and there are not only one or two people who fell into his hands?
However, Yang Fan played him with applause from the beginning to the end, and didn't even use his cultivation beyond the Qi refining period.

Even if he took out a handful of third-order talisman seals, it was just to play tricks on the Golden Demon King.

huh~~
Lin Chengchang sighed: "Fortunately, Brother Yang accompanied me to wipe out all these traitors, otherwise I would be doomed."

"Annihilate them all?" Yang Fan smiled faintly, "I'm afraid there are still fish that slip through the net."

"How do you say that?" Lin Cheng was slightly taken aback.

"Those snowy ice wolves before were all first-class monsters. Their appearance was not accidental."

Yang Fan said calmly.

Lin Cheng's complexion changed: "What can I do?"

"Don't worry, even the King of the Golden Demon has failed, and the others who slipped through the net are worthless."

Yang Fan said with a smile.

"That's true, but we still hurried back to the 'Snow Mountain Sect' to prevent these people from coming to murder again."

Lin Cheng was still a little uneasy, and urged Yang Fan to hurry up.

Yang Fan nodded, one of which was placed in the hand behind his back, but shot out a ray of black jade brilliance, which melted into the ice and snow, and disappeared in a flash.

If you look carefully, you will find that it is a poisonous scorpion the size of a palm and the size of black jade, with a blue and cold brilliance shining in its eyes.

The speed of this poisonous scorpion is as fast as black electricity, and it can jump hundreds of feet in a short time.

"I really didn't expect that even the cunning and sophisticated 'Golden Demon King' was played by this son. Fortunately, I, the 'Han Song Sect', did not directly participate in it, otherwise..."

On an ancient ice pine tree about two or three miles away from Yang Fan and the others, an old man in a cloth robe who was hiding in hiding muttered to himself.

"However, this son has so many treasures in his body. He actually has so many third-order talismans. His capital is stronger than those of the foundation builders. Although I can't do anything to him, I can..."

Just as the old man in cloth robe said it was time to come here, his body trembled suddenly.

A chill hit him, making him feel like he was trapped in an ice cellar.

Whoosh——

A ray of black jade brilliance flashed, making his heart tremble, and when he looked intently, it turned out to be a poisonous scorpion the size of a palm.

"Not good, Soul-devouring Sky Poison Scorpion..."

He was inexplicably shocked, and immediately leaped away from the ancient ice pine tree.

Judging from the aura transmitted by the poisonous scorpion, it seems to have reached the level of a third-level peak monster.

Is God going to kill me?

With his cultivation in the later stage of Concentration, he might not be able to fight against the soul-devouring sky poisonous scorpion at the peak of the third level.

chila~~
The poisonous scorpion was as fast as lightning, closing the distance in an instant with absolute speed.

He tried his best to dodge, but saw a flicker of cold light, "puchi", his throat was cut.

Immediately, the poisonous scorpion turned into a black light, melted into the ice and snow, and disappeared at a certain moment.

thump! !

After a long time, he fell to the ground, his body was purple and black, it was horrible.

Walking here, Yang Fan, who was walking several miles away, pursed his lips slightly, and said to Lin Cheng, "I wonder if there is a sect called 'Han Song Sect' in the nearby ice field?"

Lin Cheng glanced at him in astonishment, nodded and said: "Yes, this sect has been an old enemy with our 'Snow Mountain Sect' for nearly a hundred years, and they have been fighting endlessly. A while ago, after the Ice Soul Sect came to recruit disciples, it caused even bigger conflicts..."

After Lin Cheng's explanation, Yang Fan also understood the grievances and conflicts between the two factions.

However, he didn't take these small fights between secular sects to heart.

The two walked briskly for a day, and finally arrived at a stretch of towering snow-capped mountains the next night.

When Yang Fan arrived here, it was snowing heavily, covering the many pavilions and halls of the Snow Mountain School with a layer of silver frost, which was extraordinarily charming in the night.

"The snow here is so beautiful..."

Yang Fan took a leisurely look, admiring the snow that is unique to the extreme north.

When I was in the Northern Qin Dynasty, due to the different climate, I rarely saw falling snow, let alone such a scenic spot like this icy and snowy place.

"It snows here in the extreme north, it's a common occurrence." Lin Cheng was a little amused, "Looking at your reaction, brother Yang, it seems that you are not from the extreme north."

Yang Fan smiled lightly and followed Lin Cheng up the snow mountain.

In the evening, Xueshan sent several elders, including the suzerain, to receive this distinguished guest, Yang Fan.

When they heard that Yang Fan defeated the strong with the weak and killed the vicious "Golden Devil King", the senior officials of the Xueshan School were shocked and respected Yang Fan even more.

Just as Yang Fanlincheng and the top leaders of the Xueshan faction gathered together, another shocking news came.

"Report to the suzerain, all elders, the suzerain of the Hansong faction died on the Icefield Avenue last night. The cause of death was some kind of powerful poison."

A disciple came to report.

"What? The head of the Hansong Sect is dead? This person is extremely skilled in martial arts, and even proficient in immortal arts. Who can kill him on the ice field thousands of miles away?"

The top leaders of the Snow Mountain School were inexplicably shocked, but at the same time ecstatically inexplicably delighted.

Yang Fan showed a strange look on his face, and thought to himself: "The person who secretly manipulated the ice wolf yesterday, could it be the suzerain of the Hansong sect?"

Lin Cheng sat beside him and looked at him thoughtfully.

That night, after confirming the authenticity of the news, the Xueshan faction celebrated, and even Yang Fan was pulled in.

In the middle of the night, Yang Fan checked into the guest room of the Snow Mountain School.

After being away from Beiqin for a few years and being alone in a foreign land, he misses it a little.

With a thought, the dignified and beautiful Fairy Huanling appeared beside him in a noble palace attire, leaning against him intimately, and a scent of fragrance hit him.

"What's the current situation in Beiqin?"

Yang Fan gently stroked her smooth and snowy legs.

"Master, don't worry, everything is fine. The Immortal City has become the holy land of Northern Qin's world of cultivating immortals..."

Fairy Huan Ling's voice as soft as the sound of nature whispered in his ear.

"That's good." Yang Fan nodded, but he had already peeled off her skirt, walked on her noble fairy body, and soon filled the room with fragrance...

(Fourth update... Thanks to Yun Yuer who voted for the 500th monthly ticket. One of the requirements for the category monthly ticket award is to reach 500 votes. I didn't expect to reach the goal in only half a month. Thank you for your support
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