Chapter 242: The Fan Family Moves into the Underworld (Part 3)



"Just these three pieces of trash?"

With the innate energy running in his body, Fan Tong kicked the three people in front of him without hesitation.

"boom!"

Three explosions sounded in succession, and the three figures instantly turned into three blood mists.

"Go back to where you came from!"

With the spiritual power bursting out, Fan Tong condensed the blood mist transformed by the three people into a ball and smashed it hard at the figure next to Yang Ningcheng.

"court death!"

Feeling the enormous spiritual power contained in the blood clot, Yang Ningcheng took a step forward lightly and blocked the blood clot's path.

"break!"

With a low shout, Yang Ningcheng's right fist, filled with spiritual power, smashed towards the blood clot without hesitation.

"boom!"

With a slight explosion, the blood clot immediately turned into a blood mist in the sky again.

"A trifle!"

Seeing the blood clot being broken up by himself, Yang Ningcheng showed a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth.

However, what he didn't notice was that a hint of disdainful smile appeared at the corner of Fan Tong's mouth.

When did this guy become so insidious?

Seeing the smile on Fan Tong's lips, Di Jiu's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

It seems that those who join the underworld have become sinister without realizing it.

Could it be that it is because of the saying that people get redder when they are around vermilion and blacker when they are around black?

No, that's not right.

I have never taught them these things. The only thing related to me is the Holy Soul Art.

Could it be that the soul power that I planted deep in their souls unconsciously influenced their personalities?

Touching his chin, Di Jiu fell into deep thought.

"Fan Tong, hand over the secret of the Fan family's rapid growth."

"Otherwise, you will surely die today!!!"

A voice as if coming from the depths of the Nine Nether Hell was heard, and Yang Ningcheng, covered in blood, stared at Fan Tong intently.

"Yang Ningcheng, it must be you who caused the Fan family to fall five years ago."

Fan Tong's words seemed like a question, but his tone was extremely firm.

Obviously, he had learned through the Ghost Gate the reason for the sudden decline of the Fan family five years ago.

"So what if it's the city lord?"

"In the entire Fanyang City, only the City Lord's Mansion can be the first to produce a Grand Master."

"Your father wants to break through to the Grandmaster level before this City Lord, so this City Lord can only send him to death!"

"Not only that, if you don't hand over the secret that made the Fan family so powerful today, your Fan family will have no reason to exist!"

With a light clap of his hands, a series of figures suddenly climbed over the wall and tightly surrounded the Fan family.

"Lu Ling, protect my Fan family!"

With a light shout, Fan Tong suddenly stepped forward and rushed towards Yang Ningcheng.

To catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. As long as Yang Ningcheng is captured, the crisis of the Fan family will naturally be resolved.

"boom!"

With the burst of momentum, the blood stains all over Yang Ningcheng's body suddenly floated up.

"go!"

With a light shout, drops of blood suddenly turned into sharp weapons and shot towards the direction where Fan Tong was running.

"Innate Sword Technique!"

A bright sword light flashed across, and the bloodstains instantly turned into starlight and disappeared into the void.

"Grandmaster Peak?"

"The secret of your Fan family has been decided by this city lord!!!"

Feeling the aura emanating from Fan Tong, Yang Ningcheng could no longer hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

"boom!"

The momentum exploded, and the aura of the peak grandmaster level immediately emanated from Yang Ningcheng's body.

Not only that, a long sword shining with green light slowly appeared in Yang Ningcheng's hand.

The spiritual sword, it’s actually a spiritual sword.

There is definitely something wrong with Yang Ningcheng's identity!

When Di Jiu saw the long sword in Yang Ningcheng's hand, his eyes narrowed immediately.

How could a small city lord at the peak of the Grandmaster level have such a thing as a spiritual sword?

Could it be that this guy is also a hidden chess piece laid by some force?

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