The way of magic is different from the discipline-like cultivation of the orthodox way, which focuses on laying a solid foundation every step of the way. It is always in pursuit of powerful power. Because of this extreme pursuit, demon practitioners often show a different side of madness from other practitioners, and they will do anything for their strength. This is why righteous practitioners are extremely afraid of demon practitioners.
Because fighting them is tantamount to fighting a bunch of lunatics.
Also understanding this truth, Youquan regretted it only after discovering that Zhuo Fan was also a demon cultivator. Although he is confident of defeating Zhuo Fan, he will pay a heavy price even if he wins against a lunatic who has no scruples once he starts fighting.
"He must be dealt with as soon as possible." Youquan narrowed his eyes slightly, killing intent flashed past, and the whole palm was filled with blue-black gas.
As soon as this gas was produced, the temperature around him dropped suddenly, even if Luo Yunshang and the others were ten steps away from him, they could clearly feel the slightest chill.
The pupils shrank slightly, Luo Yunshang had already fully felt the horror of this move, and couldn't help feeling anxious, but before she could speak to remind Zhuo Fan, Youquan instantly turned into a blue shadow and rushed towards Zhuo Fan, All the flowers and plants along the way withered instantly.
"A high-level ordinary martial skill, Nether Claw."
A claw with a blue cold air hit Zhuo Fan's chest fiercely. Before Zhuo Fan could react, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. Among the fresh blood, there were even spots of cyan ice.
"Hmph, your heart has been sealed by me, even if you have any tricks, you can't use it."
Seeing a successful attack, Youquan couldn't help showing a smug smile, and at the same time he secretly relaxed.
After all, there is a fourfold difference in strength between the two, even if he is a cultivator of the devil, no matter how strange his methods are, no matter how fierce he is, if his heart veins are blocked, it means that most of his body's strength cannot be used, and there is no threat at all.
When Sun Yufei saw her cousin succeed in making a move, she couldn't help shouting: "Cousin, kill him quickly." Luo Yunshang and the others were full of worry.
Nodding secretly in his heart, although Youquan felt that his cousin was usually capricious and thoughtless, but this time she was right. The enemy of a mage can't stay.
As a demon cultivator, he naturally understood that it would be quite troublesome for a demon cultivator to take revenge.
So his other hand suddenly had a blue air flow, and he slapped Zhuo Fan's head with a palm: "Humph, go to hell."
Seeing this scene, Luo Yunshang and the others couldn't help being startled, their entire hearts were raised in their throats.
However, at this moment, there was a bang, and Zhuo Fan's head was safe, but Youquan flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and a line of blood streaked across the air.
"Blood Shadow Palm!" Zhuo Fan roared angrily, still maintaining the posture of palming.
"How can it be?"
Youquan stood up from the ground, covered his burning chest with his hands, and looked over with a face full of disbelief: "Your heart has been sealed by me, how can you still use martial arts?"
"Hmph, my big brother Zhuo Fan has great powers, what can be difficult to defeat him?" Luo Yunhai raised his head and shouted proudly. Luo Yunshang and others also smiled in relief, thanking Zhuo Fan for being okay.
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, and Zhuo Fan couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. At some point, a big hole appeared in his heart, and blood was gurgling out.
"What... what's going on?" Luo Yunshang was stunned by this sudden incident, and Commander Pang hurried to support Zhuo Fan's crumbling body.
Only You Quan seemed to understand something, and showed a strange smile: "I thought he used his martial arts. It turned out that he blew his own heart, and instantly cracked my Nether Claw. But in this way, he also It's not far from death."
"What did you say?" Luo Yunshang was startled, and said anxiously.
Without going to see Luo Yunshang, Youquan looked mockingly at Zhuo Fan whose eyes had gradually blurred, and said with a sneer, "It's a pity, if you and I were equal in strength, I'm afraid the palm just now could have killed us together. But now, your It's just what a reckless man did. Even if I am injured now, I can still give you a ride with my own hands."
As soon as the words fell, Youquan rushed towards Zhuo Fan suddenly. Although the speed was not as good as before, it was still elusive in the eyes of Luo Yunshang and others.
"No." Luo Yunshang stretched out his hands and blocked Zhuo Fan. But Youquan grinned and flashed past easily, "Hehehe...Miss Luo, I'm still reluctant to kill you."
In front of the three members of the Luo family, Youquan hit Zhuo Fan's head again. Everyone could clearly see the trajectory of his blue palm falling, but they couldn't stop it at all.
Youquan wanted to kill Zhuo Fan in front of everyone in the Luo family.
Feeling the cold palm wind, Zhuo Fan showed a strange smile.
Suddenly, the cyan palm was caught in the air by a claw like iron pincers, unable to move.
"Mortal rank intermediate martial skill, potential dragon claw?"
The pupils shrank slightly, Youquan raised his eyes and looked forward, but saw a warm face looking at him. It was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a golden gown, with a bookish face, but his eyes were piercing.
"Long Jie, is that you?" You Quan gritted his teeth authentically.
But Sun Yufei was startled, and murmured: "Qianlong Pavilion..."
"Youquan, you have to forgive people and forgive others, why bother to kill them all?" Long Jie said with a slight smile.
"Hmph, this is my business, don't interfere."
Shaking his head, although Long Jie's face was calm, his eyes revealed an unquestionable majesty: "I was ordered by Uncle Jiu to protect the safety of the four members of the Luo family. If you want to kill him, you have to go through my test first." .”
"How is it possible that Qianlong Pavilion will..."
When Sun Yufei heard this, her body trembled unconsciously. He couldn't figure out what the Luo family had to do with Qianlong Pavilion, and Qianlong Pavilion would stand up for them?
Now their Sun family has the Nether Valley as their backer, and although there are only four people left in the Luo family, behind them is the Qianlong Pavilion. In terms of background, they are no worse than them. It can even be said that in this Fenglin City, the Luo family is the only existence that can stand shoulder to shoulder with their Sun family.
Thinking of this, Sun Yufei's previous sense of superiority dissipated instantly. For a family backed by Qianlong Pavilion, it is only a matter of a snap of the fingers to rise again.
At this moment, looking at Luo Yunshang again, Sun Yufei couldn't feel contempt anymore.
"Hmph, Long Jie, don't forget, you and I are equal in strength, do you think you can protect the four of them?" Youquan glanced at the dying Zhuo Fan, and the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish at all.
His expression suddenly turned serious, Long Jie no longer had the smile he had before, and said coldly: "Youquan, don't forget, now that you are wounded, will you still be my opponent?"
You Quan wanted to refute, but was stopped by Long Jie: "I know what you are going to say, although a magician is powerful, he can show full strength at the critical moment, but if you and I fight to the death here, it will definitely cause trouble. The two are fighting. Can you bear this responsibility?"
Hearing this, Youquan couldn't help hesitating.
Nether Valley and Qianlong Pavilion belong to the Seventh Royal Family, and the two families also have grievances against each other. It is a matter of time before the war starts, but it is not now. If it was because of him that he ruined the family affairs, then he would definitely not be able to afford it.
However, just as he was about to nod his head and make peace, an iron fist grabbed at his heart in an instant.
Terrified, he hurriedly mobilized his energy, trying to resist, but a burst of blood suddenly surged up, making his breath stagnant. At this moment, the iron fist passed through his chest and grabbed his heart firmly.
"Didn't your master warn you that when we demon practitioners are fighting, if we hesitate a little, we will die."
A familiar voice came from Youquan's ear, and in front of him was Zhuo Fan's strange smile.
"You...you're not..." Youquan stared at him blankly, with a look of surprise on his face.
This person is obviously about to die, where did this power come from, and it is stronger and faster than when we fought him at the beginning, could it be that...
In an instant, he figured everything out, this person was luring him into a trap. Not only him, but also...
Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Long Jie who was also shocked, and there was a trace of pleading in his eyes.
"Die!" Zhuo Fan's voice sounded like a ghost from hell, resounding in front of the ears of the two, and they said in unison: "Don't!"
But it was too late, Zhuo Fan's hand had already exerted force, and Youquan's entire heart was ripped out of his body. The turbulent blood gushed out like a spring, Youquan opened his eyes wide and fell straight down.
He didn't want to fight with demon practitioners, because he always knew that demon practitioners were weird and ruthless...
Sun Yufei looked at Youquan's body, couldn't help crying out in pain, and passed out. The guards of the Sun family hurriedly took the young lady away, now they have no backer, only people from Qianlong Pavilion here, how can they provoke them?
Long Jie, who has always been indifferent, swallowed nervously for the first time because someone died in front of him. When he turned his head to look at Zhuo Fan, he saw that the heart in his hand was still rising and falling slightly. Thick sweat oozes out.
He has seen many demon cultivators, but Zhuo Fan's behavior is the one that shocked him the most. Compared with Zhuo Fan, he felt that the demon cultivators he had seen before were no different from modest gentlemen.
"You are the person Jiu Ye sent to protect us, thank you for your help. Please send a message to Jiu Ye, so you don't need to send someone in the future." Zhuo Fan threw the heart casually and clasped his fists at Long Jie.
With a wry smile, Long Jie reluctantly returned the salute, turned around and left without saying anything, like a defeated general.
Three hours later, in the Fenglincheng Branch of Qianlong Pavilion.
Long Jiu slapped the table with his palm and stood up angrily, one eye was shaking constantly, as if it was about to come out. There were two people standing in front of him, Solanum nigrum and Long Jie, both of them lowered their heads, not daring to look forward.
"I didn't expect that I, Long Jiu Zongheng, would be swayed by a yellow-haired boy today, ruining the family's plan."
Solanum nigrum hesitated for a while, then looked at Long Jiu puzzled and said, "Uncle Jiu, Xiaokui doesn't understand, then Zhuo Fan killed You Quan in a sneak attack, what's the matter with our Qianlong Pavilion?"
"Confused." Long Jiu turned around and scolded angrily: "Ajie was at the scene at the time, and he even fought with Youquan. On whose head is it written?"
"Luo family!" Solanum nigrum said naturally.
Hearing this, Long Jiu laughed angrily and shook his head. Long Jie explained: "Xiaokui, can you trust a member of a small family to dare to kill a disciple of Yuxia Seventh Family?"
Solanum nigrum thought for a while, then shook his head.
Long Jie continued: "Even if you don't believe it, the people from Nether Valley and the Sun family won't believe it either. They must be pointing the finger at us."
"What, then we are too unlucky, why should we take the blame for the Luo family?"
"Hmph, unlucky? That kid planned this. According to what Ajie said, that kid was almost out of breath at the time. Even if Youquan killed him, he wouldn't move, but it happened that Ajie killed him. , he took the opportunity to sneak attack, and his strength is much stronger than at the beginning, which was clearly calculated in advance."
"What, then he already knew that Brother Long Jie was by his side, so he plotted against Youquan?" Solanum Kui asked in surprise.
Sighing, Long Jiu shook his head helplessly: "Silly girl, he didn't plot against Youquan, but plotted against us Qianlong Pavilion and Nether Valley. If our two families fight, he, the Luo family, can get away."
"How is it possible? Isn't he afraid of offending the two great families together?"
"He has already thought about this point. When he sold the picture, he had already figured out how much I value the family's reputation. So if we take action against the Luo family or ignore the Luo family, it would be a disguised relationship with Nether Valley." Showing weakness will damage the reputation of Qianlong Pavilion, so now we can only protect the Luo family to the end."
"Alas!" Long Jiu shook his head helplessly: "From the very beginning, it was my old man... This kid is the most dangerous man I have ever seen."
After hearing this, Long Jie seemed to think of the previous scene again, and nodded deeply.