300: C300 Not Enough Atmosphere

C300 Not Enough Atmosphere

Yang Fann believed that he now had the strength to completely crush Murong Xian. In other words, as long as the combat power wasn't to crush Murong Xian, then Yang Fann would just be trash and could directly ignore it.

Therefore, when Yang Fann saw that Murong Xian was actually calling for help, his heart was unperturbed.

Call for help?

As long as he didn't call the City Lord of Ten Thousand Evil City or that terrifying existence in the deepest part of the city, Yang Fann was fearless.

At the same time, the Vermillion Bird …

His figure also started to land on Yang Fann's shoulder.

"Not bad. Although you did not beat him to death, I will not blame you." I want him to see with his own eyes what despair is. " The Vermillion Bird indifferently said.

Yang Fann was stunned as he looked at the Vermillion Bird.

"What, you want to do something?" Yang Fann asked.

His intuition told him that the Vermillion Bird would not let this go so easily.

"Hehe, this kind of existence is too trashy, I disdain taking action. Let him call for help, and when his people arrive, I, Lord Flame, will begin my performance. " The Vermillion Bird smiled sinisterly. It was unknown what plans it had in mind.

After hearing the vermillion sparrow's words, Yang Fann no longer had the desire to fight. In any case, if Murong Xian wanted to escape now, he would have to rely on his own abilities …

The Fire Wing really could not catch up. Rather than that, it was better to just wait and wait for them to take the initiative to come knocking.

Time passed in seconds.

Yang Fann once again came to Huo Zhibai's side. Looking at Huo Zhibai who had fainted, his heart ached.

Just now, when Huo Zhibai glared at him and chased after him … He should feel despair in his heart.

"Old Huo, don't worry. No matter what, even if I have to put my life on the line, I will fight for that chance." Yang Fann swore in his heart.

Not for anything else, but just for fighting shoulder to shoulder with each other in the past.

It only provided a place for Yang Fann to stay.

It was only because Yang Fann could stand by his side without any hesitation when he was questioned by others.

And only because of him … I've already promised my brothers to bring him back.

"Little Fan, you're here!" Suddenly, the Vermillion Bird's voice appeared.

Yang Fann also raised his head and saw a group of black shadows rushing over from the sky.

Exactly nine people. Not one, not one, not one.

"Haha, kid, you're dead meat. If you can block one of me, can you block one? Today, your soul is going to be mine. " Murong Xian laughed, savagely.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

At this moment, a few figures descended.

"Murong? "What's going on?"

"Brother Murong, don't tell me you were injured by an ant from the Innate Stage Realm."

"Haha, I'm going to die from laughter. Murong Xian, are you here to make fun of me?"

Suddenly, a few voices appeared. It was no different from when Murong Xian first came here. It was extremely arrogant and haughty, with a look of superiority.

"What a joke, how could I possibly be injured by a trash from the Innate Stage Realm. Be careful, that turkey is not simple! " Murong Xian said with a slight hesitation.

He naturally wouldn't admit that he couldn't compare to Yang Fann. Otherwise, even if he dealt with Yang Fann today, he would become a laughingstock in the future.

In the distance, Yang Fann's mouth twitched as he chuckled.

It has to be said that Murong Xian's unintentional words actually hit the mark.

Unfortunately, he had made the wrong call. However, others did not believe it.

"Murong Xian, you really did return to being lively during the month. Are you sure this turkey is amazing?"

"It's just a useless Demonic Beast at the first stage of the Mortal Core realm, how did you become like this with just two people?"

"You're in the limelight, you're actually making fun of us like this, Murong Xian, are you really that bored?"

Instantly, everyone had an unfriendly expression.

They didn't believe Murong Xian at all.

"Everyone … I'm telling the truth. Before, this guy wasn't even a fart in front of me, but when this little turkey appeared, he seemed to have completely changed. Not only is my power unable to harm him, he even had a method to restrain our strength. Murong Xian quickly explained.

Everyone's face finally relaxed a little. Although there were still some doubts on their faces, there was already a certain amount of respect.

After all, their strength and Murong Xian's shared a common origin. If Yang Fann really had the power to suppress Murong Xian, then to them, it would also be a disaster.

The next moment, everyone looked at Yang Fann.

"Whether it is or not, we'll know once we act." Suddenly, a stooped old woman walked out.

"Such fresh flesh and blood. Innate Stage Realm, Mortal Core body, and so much blood energy. It's just perfect for Third Aunt to refine a humanoid puppet. "Kid, come, let your third aunt have a taste." The old woman's voice was hoarse, but as she spoke, she seemed to have a method to invade Yang Fann's soul. Every word that came out of her mouth made Yang Fann feel a little absent-minded.

However, it was only for a moment, and Yang Fann had already woken up.

"Don't worry, although this power has the power of Soul Search, this old thing is obviously not proficient enough." Moreover, your sea of consciousness has already been closed by me, so he can't hurt you. " At the same time, the Vermillion Bird also spoke.

Yang Fann nodded.

"Do you want to come, or should I?" Yang Fann asked.

"You can go now. The atmosphere is not good enough yet. It would be a bit out of place if I, Master Fire, took action." The Vermillion Bird folded its wings in a relaxed manner. No matter how you looked at it, it was a bit comical.

"Do you think I'm easy to fool?" Yang Fann couldn't help but ask.

At this moment, Yang Fann was also speechless.

In the future, the Vermillion Bird would make its move, but he never expected that it would use this reason to excuse itself.

However, the Vermillion Bird didn't respond. It only chuckled and said, "Don't worry. You don't even know if I, Lord Flame, am reliable or not?" The Vermillion Bird said.

"If you don't promise, I might still believe you. But now that you're talking, I'm actually a bit worried. " Yang Fann replied snappily.

"What, you look down on me?" The Vermillion Bird glanced over with a look of disagreement before rolling up its sleeves.

"You don't have any hair on your mouth, but you don't know how to do it properly!" Yang Fann muttered to himself. However, how could he hide it from the Vermillion Bird?

The Vermillion Bird stared at Wang Lin.

"What did you say?"0

Yang Fann also turned around and stepped forward, "I say, you did it well!"

The moment he said that, Yang Fann's figure charged straight towards the old woman.

"Good boy!" "Come into Third Aunt's arms."

As the old woman spoke, she dug into her bosom and took out a black porcelain jar.

"Come, come. Third Aunt has chicken soup. You won't be so hungry after drinking it." The hunchbacked old woman said indifferently as she held the jar with both hands and exhaled.

"Drink your ancestors." Yang Fann growled angrily and threw out a punch.

Boom!

Yang Fann's heart was already burning with rage. Now that he saw how the old woman did it, his heart burned with rage. He punched out with all his might. It was none other than Wu Tie's descending fist, which burned the sky.

Ka-cha! *

After a punch, Yang Fann's sea of fire immediately spread out. The old woman's eyes showed panic and she directly raised the jar in her hand.

"I'll swallow it!" Old woman screamed.

Unfortunately, the moment he finished speaking, Yang Fann's punch landed and the jar in his hand suddenly shattered.

"No!" A blood-curdling screech rang out, sharp and ear-piercing. It was filled with boundless hatred and anger.

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