"Oh my god! What the hell! How did you two get in here?"
After a while, a monk with a sallow face asked loudly.
"None of your business."
Yang Fan withdrew his gaze and didn't want to pay any attention.
Originally, he was thinking of stealing the rare treasure with Yiyi.
Let these grandchildren eat dust behind them.
result.
As soon as the door of the formation in front was opened, they came in.
Isn't this just making wedding clothes for them in vain?
Yang Fan felt very uncomfortable.
"What did you say, little bastard? You want to die, don't you?"
The frowning monk's expression turned cold, and he immediately rushed over to teach Yang Fan a lesson.
The other monks stood there without saying a word.
Watching the fun and enjoying the misfortune of others.
Phew!
A cold light flashed, and an arm fell to the ground.
"Hey! I haven't even used any strength yet, how come your arm fell off?"
"No, that's yours."
"Oh my good…what!? My…my!? Aaaah!"
The shrewd-faced monk passed by and was reminded.
Finally, he realized that the broken and bloody arm on the ground was a part of his body.
He turned his head and took a look, it was miserable and tragic.
In the distance, the crowd watching the excitement almost popped their eyes out.
just.
They didn't see clearly how Yang Fan made his move!
This young man has such a fast sword!
“Hiss~!”
There was a sound of gasps at the scene.
No one dares to underestimate it anymore!
In the crowd.
Takahashi Miko glanced at Yang Fan twice, looking at him with some difference in her eyes.
This talented bug was wrong.
Have two brushes.
"I have just opened this Dharma door. Please come in first, everyone?"
Yang Fan stepped aside and said with a smile to a large group of cultivators in the distance.
A group of people looked at each other.
You look at me, I look at you, and no one dares to come over.
"What? I worked so hard to open the door, and you don't dare to enter first?"
Yang Fan had a mocking look on his face.
"Why not? Let's go!"
Takahashi Miko smiled contemptuously and immediately led the group of monks from Yingying Kingdom in first.
Wow!
Wow!
When the other monks saw Takahashi Michiko leading a group of Japanese soldiers into the trap first, they hurried to follow.
He was afraid that if he entered too slowly, the rare treasure would be taken by her alone.
In a moment.
The entire low-altitude entrance was filled with a group of people, and they left cleanly.
Only Yang Fan and Yiyi were left.
"Brother Xiaofan, we finally opened the door, why should we let them in first?"
Yiyi pouted, looking very dissatisfied.
"You silly girl, let me ask you, where is this place?"
"This is the underground palace of rare treasures."
"Yes! This is a crypt containing rare treasures. Do you think it's safe?"
"Ah!? You mean..."
Yiyi stared at Yang Fan with wide eyes, who was grinning sinisterly, and then reacted.
This is too bad!
"Ah! There's a trap, retreat quickly!"
Just as Yiyi figured it out, a shrill and miserable cry was heard.
The sudden scream startled everyone.
Caused a panic.
I don’t know which unlucky guy accidentally triggered the mechanism again.
Several more were shot dead at once!
"Look, it's so dangerous to walk in front."
Yang Fan shrugged and explained to Yi Yi, who was stunned.
Yiyi opened her eyes wide, as round as black beans, and was stunned!
She had agreed to take Yang Fan treasure hunting.
How...it seems like Yang Fan brought him here to play?
Isn't he a student?
How can you go down to the underground palace so skillfully?
Didn't you do this kind of thing often before?
Yiyi was full of doubts.
"Baga! You bastard, did you know there was danger ahead of time and deliberately let us be cannon fodder first!?"
At this time.
Takahashi Miko, who had just looked arrogant and disdainful, returned angrily.
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