Chapter 2235: Evil Old Man Takes Action

"The fortune of heaven and earth is here!"

Ye Fan mobilized the fortunes of the three major heavens and earth again at this moment, but unfortunately, he could only temporarily resist the power of Feng Lao's pressure.

Although Mr. Feng’s strength is not as domineering as Meng Han, it is still out of reach for Ye Fan.

As for other forces, Ye Fan's previous injury against Shangguan Ruoxuan had not recovered, and was also injured by Meng Han in the middle. He could not use the body of the barbarian dragon and the Shura Killing Way.

At this moment, Ye Fan really encountered the most serious crisis.

Meng Han would not kill him, but Mr. Feng wanted to kill him.

"Boy, don't be afraid of resistance. My old strength has entered the seventh level of the transformation period. Even if you give you a lucky luck in heaven and earth, you will not be my old opponent!"

Mr. Feng spoke proudly, expressing his strength, and attempting to defeat Ye Fan's psychology.

"You shameless old guy!"

Ye Fan gritted his teeth at this moment, and the blue veins on his forehead were exposed. He was indeed a little anxious at this moment.

The old thief in front of him was very sinister. If Ye Fan wanted to save his life, he not only needed to sacrifice three great luck, but also had to serve him.

Even if Ye Fan can achieve the former, the latter's conditions will never be accepted.

How can Ye Fan go back and achieve his goals when he serves Mr. Feng, let alone defeat Meng Han.

Therefore, at this moment, Ye Fan had been forced into a desperate situation by Mr. Feng.

"It is actually my usual style of doing things, hahaha!"

Mr. Feng laughed at Ye Fan's scolding.

"If you take it without any reason, you will die without any reason!"

Just as Mr. Feng was about to succeed, a faint voice suddenly came from Ye Fan's body and echoed in the dark void.

"Who is it? Who is there, get out of here!"

The moment he heard this sound, Mr. Feng suddenly became anxious because the sound brought him an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Evil...Evil Old..."

As for Ye Fan, he was completely shocked at this moment, and his face seemed to be crying with joy.

"Don't respect for the old man, I'm not willing to die!"

The faint voice appeared again, and at the same time, the blood pendant on Ye Fan's chest began to flash with a charming blood light, almost instantly breaking the pressure that had been bound around Ye Fan for a long time.

"What? This is impossible..."

After seeing this scene, Mr. Feng shook his body and suddenly took a few steps back in the void, his face full of horror, "You...who are you? Come and register!"

"Who is the Lord? I don't know!"

The voice teased himself, and the next moment the blood light gradually spread around and enveloped Mr. Feng's body.

"No...are you the ancient saint?"

Faced with these blood lights, Old Feng's eyes were filled with despair. The next moment, he knelt down with a "thump" and kowtowed to the void, "I know I'm wrong, I hope Senior Ancient Saint spares my life!"

"Ancient Saint? Hehe..."

Hearing Mr. Feng's words, his voice was just disdainful and chuckled. The blood was still unstoppable, and soon drowned Mr. Feng's body.

"No...ah..."

Mr. Feng was in the blood light and had no power to resist at all, so he could only scream hysterically.

The seventh-level powerhouse of the transformation was killed almost in the blink of an eye.

"Xiaofan, why are you still standing there? Absorb his power!"

The next moment when Feng Lao died, the blood began to dissipate, and his voice reminded him.

"Oh, OK!"

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