Mo Jingzhe’s expression turned grave as he gazed at the thundering dark clouds in the distance. He said in a serious voice, “I can sense an evil aura.”
“Shut your crow mouth.”
They could sense a horrifying power in those clouds, like an evil ghost that could raise anyone’s hair. Even when he was up against Jian Wuchen and the others, he didn’t feel that he would lose, but the dark clouds gave him the feeling that he could not take a strong stance to deal with it.
Jian Wuchen and Huang Xuandao, who were arguing with each other, also turned serious. Especially Jian Wuchen, the sword in his hand began to quiver a little when he sensed the strength from the dark clouds.
Evil, gloomy, horrifying. He had never been this horrified. This kind of pressure was simply suffocating.
Lin Fan, on the other hand, was quite puzzled. He could not help but wonder about the identity of the person within the clouds.
The billowing dark clouds suddenly stopped and separated as if a pair of giant hands had torn them apart. The dark clouds parted through the middle as several figures standing on the dark clouds entered everyone’s sight. Among them was a man with a skull mask. Although he didn’t speak, the pressure he gave was simply the greatest.
“It’s you! Do you remember me!? What a small world! Who would have thought that I would meet you here? I always wanted to catch you, pull out your muscles, peel your skin, and give you a dog death!” The man in gray let out a savage roar, locking his gaze on Lin Fan. Lord Ming had now become his greatest backing. No matter how strong this kid is, he is definitely not Lord Ming’s opponent.
Mo Jingzhe, who was standing next to Lin Fan, asked in a low voice, “This guy is here for you.”
“Oh, really?” Lin Fan hadn’t thought that the guy he had smashed in two the last time they met would still be among the living, and even recover his lower body to boot.
But by the looks of it, this situation is far from good.
Lin Fan immediately feigned confusion. “I think you got the wrong guy. I have never met you. These two are my senior brothers, and we just left the sect for experience for the first time.”
I have to shift the blame, I must shift the blame.
At the same time, he was feeling a little frustrated. What’s wrong with this world? How can I have so many enemies? Everyone I meet wants to kill me. This life is really disappointing.
“I got the wrong guy!? Impossible! I would recognize you even if you were reduced to ashes.” The man in gray sneered, again and again. “Who would have thought that I would also find your senior brothers here. It just got better. I can use your lives to take revenge for my subordinates.
“Lord Ming, it’s him. I suffered everything because of him,” the man in the gray viciously said.
Lord Ming, the man standing in the lead, opened his mouth as billowing dark clouds blotted out heaven and earth. Each cloud transformed into a hideous head as it danced in the sky, leaving a long trail.
“Disciples of the Magnificent Flame Sect, very good. The Magnificent Flame Sect has always wanted to uproot my religion. They have killed countless followers of our religion. I will use your heads to pay tribute to all our followers who have lost their lives at your sect’s hands. It couldn’t be any better.”
Huang Xuandao was standing behind Jian Wuchen, and there was no time for explanation. He could not help but consult whisperingly, “Senior Brother Wuchen, what should we do now? It seems that these people are followers of the Divine Religion, and that man in the skull mask seems very strong.”
Jian Wuchen ignored Huang Xuandao altogether and stepped out with a grave look on his face. “Excuse me, I don’t have anything to do with him. More importantly, I was trying to kill him. Since you and he have enmity, let’s part ways here.”
“Senior Brother, you…” Lin Fan hadn’t expected Jian Wuchen to be this despicable. He wants to retreat just because he isn’t their match? This is absolutely unforgivable. He doesn’t have any feelings for the sect.
The man in gray immediately said, “Lord Ming, these people are from the same sect. This subordinate thinks that they are trying to fool us.”
Smack!
But right then, Lord Ming pressed his hand on the man in gray’s head. The man in gray immediately knelt down, drenched in cold sweat.
“You talk too much, it makes me want to kill you.”
The man in gray could hardly suppress his anger for Lin fan. He was about to curse, but he came to his senses now. I have been too presumptuous before Lord Ming. He immediately begged for mercy and shut his mouth.
Lord Ming has his own opinions, how can I be so presumptuous?
Lin Fan made a preliminary estimate of the situation at hand. If Jian Wuchen’s combat power is a 3, then this gloomy guy’s combat power might be in the double digits.
I’m afraid that he can crush me like an ant at his level. I have to get out of here. I can’t go down here.
“I can only go higher by surviving a desperate situation. I, Mo Jingzhe, am now facing a big misfortune where I can lose my life nine out of ten times, but I will not lower my head. I will use my fists to break the current predicament.” Mo Jingzhe blurted out after a moment of silence as if he had figured everything out. The entire air around him had completely changed. He gave the impression of a fire dragon rising in the sky, looking straight ahead.
Lin Fan pulled Mo Jingzhe back. “Are you crazy? Survive!? You listen to me, when I say run, just run.”
In his opinion, it was a miracle that Mo Jingzhe could live to this day. With this level of intelligence, he should have been killed several times already.
Right then, Lin Fan stepped out with a solemn look on his face. “Senior Brothers, a scourge like the Divine Religion should be destroyed, but at the moment, the other party is too strong. We aren’t their opponents. We can’t let any of this treasure fall into the religion’s hands. I will drag them away from you, you must return to the sect with the treasure.
Swish!
In an instant, Lin Fan took out a remote-controlled bomb from his storage ring and threw it into Jian Wuchen’s hand.
“Run.” Lin Fan pulled Mo Jingzhe into the distance. At the same time, he turned his head and shouted, “If you have guts, come chase me. Don’t chase my Senior Brother.”
Ming You didn’t say anything at the sight of this scene as if he was thinking of something, or perhaps he just didn’t know how to react. But soon, he lifted his finger, and one of the head-shaped dark clouds chased after Lin Fan and Mo Jingzhe.
Jian Wuchen looked at the mysterious thing in his hands and then looked at Ming You. His throat moved up and down, his heart pounding crazily in fear. Ming You gave him a dangerous feeling.
It had never occurred to him that he would actually encounter such a terrifying existence when he came to hunt Lin Fan at the Thousand Deep Cave.
“He is Elder Tian Xu’s direct disciple, and now I have forged an enmity with him.” Jian Wuchen’s palms turned sweaty. He was extremely terrified; an inexplicable pressure was weighing down on him.
Meanwhile, Huang Xuandao fled into the distance at the sight of this scene without a moment of hesitation. In his opinion, if he didn’t escape now, he would forever be buried here.
Ming You raised his hand and swung it down. Another hideous head-shaped dark cloud shot straight toward Huang Xuandao, leaving a long dark tail.
Jian Wuchen, on the other hand, didn’t struggle. Not long after, a miserable scream was heard in a distance. As he looked in that direction, he saw Huang Xuandao smashed through by that head-shaped dark cloud. A long plume of dark smoke rose from his body before he crashed on the ground, and stopped moving; apparently, dead.
Jian Wuchen immediately dropped his sword at the sight of this. He didn’t have any will to fight.
Because in his opinion, the person in front of him was really too strong, and anything he tried would be nothing more than last-ditch efforts.