C18 White Knife Insertion

Yang Faan's mouth twitched and he was speechless.

He had no choice but to give chase.

As expected of the person who wanted to be the big brother, Han Jiu'er directly protected the group of injured people behind her.

The Netherworld Wolf bared its teeth. The look in the Unholy Wolf's eyes made it seem as if it was laughing at Han Jiu'er and completely looked down on her 'big brother'.

However, it still looked around its surroundings. After that, it mustered its strength on its four legs, and its mouth that was filled with fangs emitted an unusual fishy smell.

Seeing this, the leader of the pursuers gave a look to the girl beside him. The two understood each other and prepared to attack. However, another person suddenly flew over, scaring them into withdrawing their hands.

They were frightened because the person who had flown past had looked at them as if they were dead.

When they came back to their senses, Yang Faan had already cut open the Unholy Wolf's abdomen with the knife in his sleeve.

The Demonic Beast's body was known for its toughness. After being cut open on the black skin of the Nether Beast, it became much more obedient. It did not dare to go head on with Yang Faan.

Although it was shaped like a cheetah, it was as cunning as a hyena.

After circling for a while, he ran away.

But how could Yang Faan let it go?

Yang Faan took a step forward and stabbed his sword towards the nether beast that was running with him.

The Netherworld Beast dodged to the side in the nick of time. Yang Faan smirked as his left fist, which he had prepared a long time ago, suddenly struck the Nether Beast's abdomen.

The Netherworld Beast was sent flying backwards, crashing into a tree.

Yang Faan followed and the Unholy Wolf struggled to stand up. A faint blue light appeared around its body.

When it saw Yang Faan, it immediately stood up, but just as it stood up, it fell again.

The fist intent was like silk, and the fist was filled with lightning; how could the small Nether Beast withstand it? Even if it was the strongest Houtian realm martial artist, it was still a true punch.

Either death or injury.

Seeing Yang Faan getting closer and closer, the Netherworld Wolf shot him a pleading look. However, Yang Faan did not stop.

It gritted its teeth and decided to fight to the death.

It saw that Yang Faan was getting closer and the killing intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger. Yang Faan was about to reach the range of his attack.

The Unholy Wolf that was about to bite Yang Faan's neck saw a short sword fly out from Yang Faan's hand. The next second, it felt intense pain and blanked out.

Yang Faan looked at the Netherworld Wolf coldly and said, "I've suffered before."

He squatted down, cut open the Nether Wolf's stomach, and took out the Demonic Pill. However, the leader of the group of people who were just saved suddenly roared out.

"He is ours to welcome, so logically, this Demonic Pill should belong to us!"

Yang Faan, who was trying to figure out the Demonic Pill, suddenly turned his head and looked at Ye Zichen playfully.

How could this handsome young man be so shameless?

He ignored it and turned back. After a few moments, he gave it to the leader.

"I don't care, I'll give it to you!"

The leader almost failed to catch the Demonic Pill, he was angry if he did not eat, how could he be heavily injured by a small dog-like beast, how could he let the person who gave him a death glare live.

But in the end, he managed to hold it in.

Being bullied by a dog when a tiger falls to the ground, he hinted that he had to endure it. Having two more scapegoats would be good as well.

My name is Rangjie, and although my clan's Hsing City is not as high as the Four Great Clans, it is not bad either. Furthermore, my cultivation has already reached the peak of the Refinement Stage, so you can join me.

"That's right, our family's Ran Jie is very powerful." The charming woman that was just about to attack together laughed. Her clothes were extremely revealing, and as they chatted and laughed, she even bent her waist, revealing everything about her.

When he looked up, he found that Yang Faan had already chatted with Han Jiu'er and didn't even look at her.

She was very angry.

"Just follow me from now on." Yang Faan roared.

Han Jiu'er chuckled, revealing her signature smile.

Yang Faan then looked at Ran Jie, "Of course, you are so powerful, how could we not join in? Also, it's not like there's strength in numbers."

"I think you were chased because you didn't eat, so you don't have the strength to fight, right?"

Ranger nodded his head, "If I had eaten, how could that dog-beast be a match for me?"

Yang Faan looked at the other four and asked for their names. Then, he started to talk to them.

They came to a big tree and camped there. Ran Jie ordered Yang Faan and the others to split into two groups, one to find dry trees and the other to find food.

Yang Faan and Han Jiu'er were naturally together with Pan Xiao, a friendly looking young man with traces of sadness in his eyes.

They were responsible for finding food.

After walking for a while, Pan Xiao called out to them. He took out two cakes from his bosom and handed them over.

Han Jiu'er accepted without a second word, but Yang Faan frowned.

"You guys should hurry up and leave. This place should be getting closer to the outside, those two are monsters even more terrifying than Demonic Beast s!"

"Aren't you going?"

Pan Xiao sneered as he looked up at the blood-red sky. "If I don't kill them both, I won't be able to rest at ease!"

Yang Faan looked at his tightly clenched hands and said, "It's fine, we can totally cooperate with you. Don't worry, we won't cause any trouble for you!"

Pan Xiao tried to dissuade him for a while, but eventually could only return with food.

It was on fire and eating some edible fruit.

The charming woman suddenly said that it was a little hot, and immediately swallowed the red robe that she was wearing.

Ran Jie also got to the point.

"You two have pretty good skills, I think you two have one or two Demonic Pill. Give them to me, I'll help you keep them!"

Yang Faan didn't say anything about going home.

Ran Jie asked a few more questions.

Yang Faan's answer was the same as before, making Ran Jie very angry.

He touched his stomach. After he had eaten his fill, he felt that he had gained all of his strength.

Just as he was about to explode in anger, he feared that his remaining subordinates would be scared off by his methods. Thus, he could only lie in the arms of the charming woman and fall asleep.

When it was midnight, Ran Jie no longer pretended to sleep. He and the charming woman quietly arrived in front of Yang Faan and Han Jiu'er.

The night wind blew, making him feel cold. Ran Jie pulled out the dagger at his waist and carefully walked towards Yang Faan.

"You can't blame me. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for being dishonest!" Renjie raised the sword above his head and stabbed down. However, he suddenly realized that Yang Faan had opened his eyes.

He could only evade Yang Faan with the excuse that he got chased away with a sword due to having a wild beast ready to ambush him. He saw that Yang Faan did not suspect anything and pulled the charming lady to a safe place to 'convenience'.

He said it was to make it convenient and to wait for time.

After another hour, Ran Jie felt that enough time had passed. He decided to go back and take action.

The eerie forest was deathly silent. The crows' cries almost made them lose their souls.

The wind startled them again.

However, Yang Faan, who had a strange smile on his face, suddenly appeared in front of them, scaring the two of them half to death.

Ran Jie smiled and asked, "You also came to make things convenient?"

Yang Faan shook his head, "I'm here to kill you!"

Ran Jie sensed that something was wrong, so he rushed forward.

As expected, he punched the air on Yang Faan's shoulder.

Yang Faan's knife was pointed straight at Ran Jie's heart.

Renjie died in disbelief, falling on Yang Faan's shoulder.

Yang Faan also put his head on Ran Jie's shoulder, revealing a strange smile. "What, you're not going to run away?" It will die! "

Yang Faan took out the Sleeve Sword with blood on it, and pointed at the charming woman's forehead.