C43 mercy

Adding on the 2000 points Zhao Fan obtained by exchanging demon beast materials with before, his current points had actually exceeded 10,000, reaching more than 18,000, which was close to 20,000!

This caused Zhao Fan to feel surprised, but after pondering for a while, he finally understood.

In this period of time, Zhao Fan had fought with many people in the Heaven's Alchemist Hall. First he crippled two Guard Disciple s, then he killed a few of Wu Hao's subordinates who had defeated him. After that, he slashed angrily at the body refining fourth level Cang Mo, who was ranked seventh among the Huangfeng Valley. It seemed that he would win points in battles like defeating Huang Jian, who was ranked seventh among the outer sect disciples.

According to the records on the integration hall's stone tablets, if both sides had over ten thousand points, the defeated party would have all the points.

In these last few days, the points on the people that Zhao Fan had defeated were obviously not too high. He roughly estimated that Huang Jian's points was close to ten thousand, and the rest of the people added up would only have a little more than a few thousand.

However, for Zhao Fan who wanted to quickly raise his strength, eighteen thousand points was definitely not the end. If he wanted to obtain more cultivation resources, he would need to use his strong strength as the foundation and win more points. The two would complement each other.

In addition, after being refined by Huang Feng for a few days, not only did Zhao Fan comprehend the first stage of the Concept of the Saber, he also felt that his cultivation realm had advanced to the critical point before breaking through, and there was a faint trend to break through to the Third Stage of the Body Refinement Realm.

In these three days of closed door cultivation in his own room, when Zhao Fan walked out of it again, his entire temperament had changed. The aura on his body was even more ethereal, faintly discernible, as if it had returned to its original nature.

That's right, Zhao Fan had made a breakthrough, and on the second day of closed door cultivation, he had broken through to the Third Stage of Body Refinement. He then used a day to stabilize his realm before leaving the room.

"Where's Zhao Fan?"

At this moment, a voice rang out from the courtyard gate.

Zhao Fan's body turned around and discovered that there was a young man wearing a grey robe standing at the entrance of the courtyard. This youth was around seventeen or eighteen years old. His bearing was extraordinary, and his head was held high to show his pride.

In addition, Zhao Fan also noticed that the young man was wearing an emblem with the word magic carved on it on his chest. He immediately understood the other party's identity.

"It's the Law Enforcement Hall's disciple." I think Zhou Changchun has made his move. "

Zhao Fan secretly thought in his heart, and then his gaze landed on the disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall: "I am Zhao Fan, why is Sir looking for me?"

After hearing Zhao Fan announce his name, the youth frowned slightly. His face had a trace of displeasure on it as he said, "Shouldn't a new outer disciple call me Senior Brother when he sees me? It's no wonder you were summoned by our Law Enforcement Hall after just entering the sect! "

The young man's tone wasn't polite at all, it was filled with a sense of arrogance. As a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, he had a special status among the other disciples. Normally, he was high and mighty, but some of the inner disciples had to be polite to him. After all, no one was willing to offend someone who had the authority to enforce the law.

As time passed, the feeling of superiority in his heart rose involuntarily. However, today, he had been ordered to summon an outer disciple who had just entered the sect. However, he did not enjoy the treatment of being revered by the other outer disciples. This made the youth feel extremely displeased.

"If you have anything to say, please say it!" If there's nothing else, I'll be sending you off! "

Zhao Fan slightly narrowed his eyes, frowned, and his tone also became somewhat colder. On this continent, strength can represent everything. Without sufficient strength, anyone would want to step on your head when they see you.

Just like now, if Zhao Fan had the cultivation of Qi Condensation Stage, would this youth dare to be so arrogant in front of him? Obviously not.

"What?" "A mere new disciple, but he's nothing but an ant in front of me. How dare he give me the order to leave, are you crazy?"

The young man's face revealed a strange expression, as if he did not expect that Zhao Fan would be so unenlightened. He said arrogantly: "Immediately kneel down and apologize to me, maybe I can forgive you, or else you'll suffer my wrath!"

Zhao Fan's pupils contracted all of a sudden, and his body faintly surged with ice-cold killing intent.

"What is it? You don't want it? It's your honor to kneel down and apologize to me! "

Sensing the coldness on Zhao Fan's body, the youth mocked. Today, he wanted to let this arrogant fellow know the consequences of being disrespectful to him.

"Scram!"

A voice filled with absolute chilliness came from Zhao Fan's mouth. Following that, Zhao Fan's aura abruptly blossomed, as his terrifying aura seemed to transform into a myriad of blade beams, constantly slicing open the space. At this moment, it was as though space was being annihilated by the endless blade beams.

The endless rays of saber light, along with the ice-cold thorns, instantly caused the youth to feel a chill seeping into his soul, and his body actually started to tremble faintly.

"How is this possible? The opponent is only an outer disciple at the Third Stage of Body Refinement. How could he release such a terrifying aura?"

The young man's heart was thumping, he gritted his teeth as he held onto his mind, turned his head and thought: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, with the opponent being at the Third Stage of Body Refinement, it is impossible to suppress me, who is at the Fifth Stage of Body Refinement, he must have used some method that can let his aura explosively increase in a short period of time, in an attempt to scare me away, with my true combat strength, I can definitely easily crush him!"

Thinking of this, these youths seemed to regain some self-confidence.

"Didn't you hear me tell you to scram?"

An ice-cold voice came out of Zhao Fan's mouth. His gaze was as though it had been roasted, as he stepped forward again.

"BOOM!"

Following the sound of Zhao Fan's footsteps stomping on the ground, the aura his body emitted seemed to have deepened, and became even more terrifying.

The next moment, the young man's expression turned to horror. He felt as if he was in a stormy sea, and even breathing became difficult. A feeling of powerless suffocation filled his body.

Under the suppressive force of this terrifying aura, the youth felt like he was really going to die. This feeling was absolutely real, the thought of resisting instantly vanished like smoke into thin air, and his body continued to tremble, only feeling a stream of heat flowing through his crotch, causing his pants to instantly turn dark and wet.

"Spare us!"

A trembling begging voice came from the youth's throat. She looked at Zhao Fan with pleading eyes. Although it was very embarrassing to do so, taking into account his own small life, that youth couldn't care less.