At this time.
Yang Fan discovered that the butterfly mark on Zhao Ruoluo's face was becoming more and more obvious.
At first, it was just on one side of my cheek.
As they went deeper into the vast mountains, the butterfly pattern began to grow along the blood vessels like a living thing.
Zhao Ruoluo seemed to feel the changes in the butterfly lines on her face and deliberately avoided Yang Fan's sight.
A moment later.
The two finally arrived at the fighting scene.
A petite girl was being targeted by a warrior in a purple Taoist robe.
“Yaoyao!”
Zhao Ruoluo exclaimed.
The young girl heard someone calling her and turned her head suddenly.
"Sister Ruo Luo!"
Yaoyao's face showed excitement.
There are also butterfly lines on her face.
Although the butterfly lines covered half of her face, they still couldn't hide her beauty and innocence.
"I'm lucky today! Here comes another top-level furnace tripod, hehehe!"
The purple-robed warrior's gaze fell on Zhao Ruoluo, his greed unconcealed.
"What is the identity of this old dog?"
Yang Fan turned to look at Zhao Ruoluo and asked.
"The Yin-Yang Sect is an evil cultivator. Compared to the Tianji Pavilion and the Ghost Doctor Sect, the Yin-Yang Sect specializes in cultivating furnaces and cauldrons, and is hated by people."
Zhao Ruolu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yaoyao was only slightly injured.
Then she explained to Yang Fan.
At this time.
Yaoyao also looked at Yang Fan, full of curiosity, "Sister Ruoluo, who is this..."
"A friend of mine." Zhao Ruolu said.
"Boy, you don't seem to be from the ancient clan. Why do you want to meddle in other people's business?"
The evil cultivator from the Yin Yang Sect narrowed his eyes slightly, threatening in a sinister manner.
Yang Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense and raised his left index finger.
whoosh!
The next moment, a flash of sword light appeared.
"ah!"
The shrill and miserable screams instantly resounded through the forest.
In the distance, the evil cultivator from the Yin-Yang Sect, who had just had an evil look on his face and a sneer on his face, had one of his arms chopped off.
Blood was gushing out.
The frightened girl from the ancient tribe shuddered.
Zhao Ruolu's scalp also felt tingling.
but.
Compared to Yaoyao, she has seen a lot of big faces after all.
The performance was quite calm.
"You... who the hell are you? Why are you trying to pick a fight with my Yin Yang Sect?"
The purple-robed evil cultivator had a ferocious expression on his face, and looked at Yang Fan with anger and fear.
Yang Fan's display of strength made him despair.
He felt that it would be easier for Yang Fan to crush him to death than to crush an ant.
"Shake someone."
Yang Fan looked at the purple-robed evil cultivator with a calm expression and said lightly.
"What?"
The purple-robed evil cultivator's face froze, his eyes widened, and he suspected that he had heard it wrong.
"Bring all the powerful masters of your Yin Yang Sect here."
Yang Fan spoke again, and Yaoyao was stunned.
She immediately turned her head to look at Zhao Ruoluo and whispered, "Sister Ruoluo, you...is your friend so arrogant?"
"You little bitch, this is so arrogant."
Zhao Ruolu rolled his eyes and cursed with a smile.
"If it's not arrogance, then what is it?" Yaoyao was curious.
"㳍 strength!"
“…”
Yaoyao rolled her eyes and was speechless.
Then.
Her eyes fell on Yang Fan's face, and she became more and more curious about his identity.
"Boy, you really want me to shake someone? You won't regret it?"
The purple-robed evil cultivator shuddered and suddenly came to his senses.
"I'll give you a quarter of an hour. If you can't get anyone to come in that quarter of an hour, I'll send you on your way."
Yang Fan didn't say much and just waited there.
The reason why he was so arrogant and asked the purple-robed evil cultivator to mobilize people was that he wanted to catch all these trash in one fell swoop.
After all, it was too troublesome for him to look for them one by one.
and.
He had to go to the mysterious pyramid ruins first, so he didn't have much time to waste in the vast mountains.
"Okay, okay! That's enough! I'm calling someone right now!"
The purple-robed evil cultivator looked at Yang Fan as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person!
Oh shit!
He actually pretended to be cool and asked him to call someone. I'm afraid he doesn't know how to write the word "death"!
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