Seeing his slightly sarcastic expression, the head master was dumbfounded and turned to look at the Snake Spirit Disciple.
Jiang Fan also smiled and looked at the Snake Spirit disciple: "Spirit Master, it's already ten. It seems that Xiaoyu can't do it."
The Snake Spirit disciple stared at his wrist for a moment, but there was no emotion like surprise, surprise, or confusion as Jiang Fan imagined. After a moment, he seemed very satisfied and nodded seriously: "Very good, even if it's not a Chaos Treasure Body, I'm afraid it's a unique physique." , I want to take you away."
"Take me away?" Jiang Fan asked curiously: "Do you have such confidence? I also have strong people here."
The Snake Spirit Disciple glanced at Sun Buer: "You are a strange strong man, but you can do it. Others cannot resist Xiaoyu's poison. I and Xiaoyu will cooperate and we can easily defeat them."
Jiang Fan smiled and pointed at the first and second masters: "It's like you captured them and then used magic to improve their cultivation, but at the cost of consuming their lifespan?"
The eldest master and the second master, who had been silent all this time, were both startled. The eldest master's eyes narrowed: "What...what did you say?"
Jiang Fan didn't say anything, but the third master standing far away spoke.
"What he said is true. We are all false saints. We will burn our lives in exchange for three to five years of supreme cultivation. In five years at most, our essence and blood will be burned out, and we will all die..."
The first master was shocked and turned to look at the third master: "Third master, what are you talking about?"
The Third Master had no way out. He took a few steps closer to Jiang Fan and the others, and then said with pain on his face: "Eldest Brother, Second Brother, they have confirmed this to me, we are really going to die."
The headmaster's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he turned to look at the Snake Spirit Disciple: "The Spiritual Seat..."
The Snake Spirit disciple looked blank and didn't even look at him: "Now that I know, it doesn't matter. Just obey your orders and you will live for at least three to five years, otherwise you will die immediately."
"You! You!" The headmaster suddenly turned pale, pointed at the snake spirit disciple, and was speechless for a moment.
The skinny second master finally spoke: "Brother, this is true. I reminded you before that any extraordinary way to improve your cultivation will have huge consequences. The spirit throne is so superb that we cannot feel it, but the life source in the body , but the essence and blood have been burning, but some strange medicinal power has covered it up, preventing us from noticing it. I was also extremely suspicious in my heart, so I looked inside myself day and night, and only then did I discover the clues."
The head of the family was furious: "Lord! Why are you treating us like this!"
The Snake Spirit Disciple still looked at Jiang Fan, not even looking at them from the corner of his eye: "You should feel honored to have been chosen by me. I will test my spiritual cultivation skills on you. Once I succeed, you will be indispensable. "
"Fart!" The master's breath suddenly exploded: "I will take credit for your fart even if I die! Give us the antidote, otherwise, we will turn against you on the spot!"
The snake spirit disciple finally looked at him, his eyes indifferent and ruthless: "Do you think you can threaten me? I needed you in the first place, but I was too busy to handle it. In my eyes, you are all ants. You have no idea what's going on. Serve such a supreme being, this is the honor bestowed upon you by me.”
The master's aura became more and more violent: "No one can murder my life! I will kill you..."
The Snake Spirit Disciple shook his head slightly: "Your life and death are only determined by my thoughts. Follow my orders. I will extend your life in three years."
"I gave your mother's shit!" the boss yelled, "I still believe you?"
He suddenly jumped up and grabbed the snake spirit disciple in the air.
No one expected that the big boss would be the first to take action.
The power of his claw was like a tiger descending from the mountain, tearing the air around him.
But the snake spirit disciple just looked at him indifferently, raised his five fingers with one hand, and the master was directly frozen three feet away from him.
The headmaster in mid-air had a ferocious look on his face and his skin was blood red. He seemed to be in great pain, but he seemed to be unable to make a sound at all.
As the snake spirit disciple shook his head slightly, his fingers suddenly opened, the master's body suddenly shook violently, and countless black blood arrows shot out in all directions with him as the center.
In the end, the big boss didn't even let out a scream, and fell to the ground like a torn sack with blood drained out.
Jiang Fan was slightly frightened. Looking at the appearance of the master, he couldn't help but die.
In a holy realm, even though he is a false saint, his combat power is there. He is just blown away by someone's fingers. The snake spirit disciples are so terrifying!
The snake spirit disciple turned to the second master: "How are you doing?"
The second master remained silent, but slowly pulled out a five-foot broken spear from behind. Then he straightened his waist and looked sharply: "Wang's ancestors were in the army and practiced spear throwing skills hard. He was known as the best in the army. Spearman, even though the younger generation fell into the trap and became a bandit and committed a heinous crime, they still dare not lose their courage. Snake Spirit Disciple, this spear is my lifelong skill. Even if I die, I will show it to the world!"
After saying that, he raised the broken spear with concentration, and all the true energy in his body seemed to be concentrated on the broken spear for an instant, making a buzzing and trembling sound.
Jiang Fan couldn't help but be surprised by this man's perseverance and scheming. No wonder he had always been at a distance since he appeared, and he was probably preparing for this throw at any time.
The Snake Spirit Disciple seemed as if he hadn't seen what he said, and also grabbed Wang Chen from the void.
Wang Chen's whole body was also shaken, and black blood overflowed, but it did not splash everywhere like the big master. His teeth gritted and rattled: "Hahahaha... Lingzuo... I have been practicing hard to resist your techniques. , although I know that I still can't resist, but I will extract all the essence and blood from my body and condense it on this spear. The body is empty, and the giant poison is temporarily unable to attack, and it is enough to withstand the power of your blow. I didn't expect it... "
Jiang Fan was also surprised. Sure enough, he saw that the broken spear seemed to be stained red with blood. Under the condensation of true energy, it made a sharp scream. This charged blow must be thunderous.
Although this person is a gangster, he doesn't expect to be so strong-willed.
The snake spirit disciple didn't care what he did. He gently raised his finger, and a little silver light condensed on his fingertip.
"I will take your blow..."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Chen roared angrily: "Suffer death!"
The broken spear was thrown from only five feet away, but it seemed to cross the sky on the battlefield. This blow was resolute and domineering. Regardless of whether it succeeded or not, he should have died. Therefore, this spear carried all his cultivation and essence and blood, as well as the long-buried ancestral glory. It could be said that it was a fatal blow that integrated his nature and life.
Jiang Fan had no doubt that if this blow had been a hundred feet away, it would have been even more powerful and astonishing. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was as powerful as thunder and thunderbolts.
But Snake Lingzi just gently stretched out his finger, and the silver light hit the tip of the spear, forcibly fixing the broken spear in mid-air.
"Practice in the Ling Sect, how can you understand that since this skill is bestowed by me, I can naturally control it."
After saying that, silver light exploded from his fingertips, and the broken spear stopped in mid-air without moving, but the true energy condensed on it formed a spear in the void, flew back, and penetrated directly through Wang Chen's chest.
