I Just Want To Quietly Kill Monsters And Upgrade

Chapter 157

“A Le, clean up the stall and come back tomorrow!” Yang Fan said to Dong Qile, ignoring the affectionate Liu Shengsheng.

Miao Yufang’s master sister Liu Shengsheng, Yang Fan was very impressed. This woman is known as the first prodigal woman of the Martial Forest, and she is not named.

Liu Shengsheng belongs to the kind of watery woman. Empathizing and falling in love are commonplace. The most speechless thing is that this woman is extremely vain and loves men to be jealous for her.

Yang Fan remembers that in his previous life, many Martial Forest masters fought in pursuit of Liu Shengsheng, and even caused a melee between several sects. At that time, Yang Fan’s Diancang faction was unfortunately recruited.

In order to pursue Liu Shengsheng, the master of Diancang School, Cheng Jiannan, did not hesitate to grudge against the masters of the Qingcheng School, the Huashan School, and the Songshan School, which caused a series of Martial Forest disputes.

Yang Fan was in the Diancang Sect and was inexplicably affected by Chiyu. At that time, he was fortunate enough to see Liu Shengsheng’s peerless appearance. As a result, this woman was shameless and tried to seduce him. If Yang Fan had a little self-knowledge, I’m afraid she would have really belonged to her. The way.

Liu Shengsheng failed to seduce Yang Fan, and turned into anger, instigating the big brother Cheng Jiannan to deal with him, almost causing a major incident. In the end, it was the clan Elder who came forward to quell the turmoil.

However, since then, Yang Fan’s position in the sect has plummeted. He was originally an inner disciple, but was eventually demoted as a disciple of Outer Sect inexplicably and became a marginal figure of the sect.

It’s strange that Yang Fan can afford to see such a prostitute. If she dared to provoke herself and kill the matter directly, there is no such thing as Xixiang Lianyu.

Liu Shengsheng saw that Yang Fan turned a blind eye to her, and was immediately surprised. Even the chief disciple of the Qingcheng School, Zhao Jinghua, could not resist her charm. The ancient sword saint who was also ignoring her, it was simply out of hers. Expected!

“Miaoyufang willow sound, I have seen the ancient desolate sword sage brother!” The willow sound is polite and charming, attracting everyone’s eyes and generating electricity, and I can’t wait to step forward and take care of it.

Yang Fan slapped his nose with his hand, and said with a look of disgust: “The smell of cow shit all over, stay away from me!”

Puff–

Dong Qile couldn’t help it. He laughed out loud. He really admired the big brother. Facing such a beautiful woman, not only was he not tempted, but he even disliked it. This is no one.

Dong Qile is okay, he has seen a lot of stunning beauties, so Liu Shengsheng’s attraction to him is not great.

At this moment, Liu Shengsheng’s face was very ugly. She did not expect that the Ancient Desolate Sword Sage would be so contemptuous of her. As her junior sister said, this person is either a eunuch or a monk. It seems that the monk is a real hammer.

“Hmph, your smell is more stinky than cow dung, let’s go!” Liu Shengsheng was very angry. She had never seen such a rude person, and she didn’t care about the fairy temperament anymore, so she directly responded and exhaled. Leading the junior sisters to leave.

“Hahaha……”

After Liu Shengsheng left, Dong Qile laughed unscrupulously, it was so funny!

The crowd onlookers looked at them with contempt, this kind of mercy that doesn’t know how to pity and cherish jade, it’s a waste of air to live.

Yang Fan looked serious. He knew that Zhao Jinghua would definitely not give up so easily. Zhao Jinghua couldn’t afford to lose in a gambling game involving billions of dollars. It was inevitable to play tricks.

“It seems that you have to speed up the cultivation speed!” Yang Fan thought in his heart. Without strong strength, everything is imaginary.

Looking at the heavenly sun hanging in the sky, Yang Fan thought in his heart: “If I use the energy of the fiery sun to cultivate the witch gods technique, I don’t know what the effect will be? Try it first!”

After making the decision, Yang Fan said to Dong Qile: “A Le, don’t track down those materials. You call Xuan Kun and the others back to facilitate the actions here. Let the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce take care of the following things. I want to do it now. Go to cultivation. At night, you will receive the points quest from the Refining Tool Association. You prepare some materials for refining.”

Billions of gambling are all coming, do you care about that batch of materials worth hundreds of millions of dollars?

“Yes, big brother!” Dong Qile responded and immediately executed the big brother’s order.

Yang Fan asked Aqi and Xiaoba to stay to assist Dong Qile. Someone must watch the gambling game.

After that, Yang Fan stepped forward and was about to leave the square. At this moment, Mo Changan rushed out from the side and blocked Yang Fan’s path, saying: “Ancient sword saint, I want to compare with you now, don’t you dare? Dare to fight?”

In Zhongzhou, Mo Changan is a famous A-level blacksmith. Since arriving in Taizhou, he has been suppressed since the moment he met the ancient sword saint. Unhappy.

“The tongue is dry!” Yang Fan said coldly, this kind of rubbish is also worthy of a trial tool.

Immediately, Yang Fan patted Mo Changan with a palm like a fly.

“what–”

Mo Changan screamed and fell onto the lumps of cow dung. He was covered in shit and stinked to the sky.

When everyone saw this scene, they were immediately shocked. Mo Changan was also a strong man in the rankings, and he was defeated by the ancient sword saint’s move. How powerful is this ancient sword saint?

On the other side, Zhao Jinghua and others came to an inn and discussed important matters in secret.

“Brother Zhao, Guhuangdao Sunnah is so arrogant, he didn’t put you in one’s eyes at all. In this gambling game, he must not be allowed to win the championship.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make arrangements. A disciple of the iron swordsman who wants to win the championship, dreams!”

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Yang Fan disguised as a middle-aged man in commoner clothes and quietly left Taizhou City and ran towards the barren mountains in the wild.

Soon after Yang Fan left Taizhou City, the sound of Liu Sheng in Miao Yufang appeared quietly, and she sneered: “Ancient sword saint, even if you escape to the end of the world, you never want to escape from Wuzhi Mountain of Liu Shengsheng, I will Who is the man who is fancying aloud?”

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As if unknown to Yang Fan’s tracking of Liu Shengsheng, he dived into a cave, preparing to cultivate the witchcraft.

The cave is very cool, and the qi of the strong sun is not too strong. Therefore, Yang Fan wants to use the witch gods technique to simulate the cultivation method of the setting sun to stimulate the body tempering of the strong sun and accelerate the ascension body cultivator.

In order to quickly Ascension strength, Yang Fan also spared no effort.

Yang Fan knew in his heart that his martial arts Cultivation Base would be able to ascension faster only if the body cultivator was improved. Naturally, the power of the palm of the fire would also increase significantly. As a result, his forging level would also increase.

Yang Fan held his breath, simulating the cultivation method of the Setting Sun Art, slowly rotating the Shaman Art, only to see a layer of light red blood on the surface of his body, which caused a stir in the surrounding scorching sun.

Yang Fan merged a little bit of the scorching sun into his body, and immediately felt an extremely hot aura emerging from his body, as if he was about to burn him out.

Yang Fan felt uncomfortable. He immediately took the prepared superb healing pill, and turned the witchcraft art to the extreme, urging the power of Blood Qi to heal the wounds, and the burned flesh and blood could be quickly recovered.