In fact, it's no wonder that Zhu Kun hates Wu Fan deeply. Talking about the cause of his death, he is really frustrated.
I think back then, this Zhu Kun could compete with Ancestor Mingyuan! Even if he suffered a heavy blow later and his strength was reduced to only one-tenth or two, it was not something that a group of ordinary people could withstand, let alone Wu Fan, who was still a disciple of the Yuhu Sect at the time.
To be honest, this incident was just a coincidence, but it was precisely this series of coincidences that sent Zhu Kun away from the mortal world...
That day, Zhu Kun activated his bloodline power as usual and sent a message to ask Lang Yun if he had any news about the Five Elements Cauldron. As expected, the result was still extremely disappointing to him.
At this time, Zhu Kun is not strong enough. If he wants to open the passage to the demon world, he can only rely on the Five Elements Cauldron! But this Lang Yun failed to live up to expectations. Although he had given him the power of blood and helped his strength skyrocket, after so many years, this guy had never given him any hope.
This time, he was just about to withdraw his bloodline sound transmission, but suddenly felt a sense of blood connection in the Jade Pot Sect! This blood connection does not mean the same blood, but the same source. However, the power of this blood is very weak and looming, making it impossible for him to distinguish clearly.
Because this incident always lingered in his mind, he could no longer feel at ease while practicing, so he could only temporarily stop practicing.
Although Zhu Kun himself was very afraid of the Yuhu Sect, he had not heard Lang Yun say anything about Ancestor Mingyuan for so many years. Even if something happened to Beifeng, Ancestor Mingyuan did not show up, so he was ready to go to Yuhu Sect. Hu Zong finds out.
And while he was on his way, he met two figures, an old man and a young man, not far from Yang. Zhu Kun was originally a monster, and he could tell at a glance that these two guys were not humans. He thought that if he could devour the blood of the two of them, his strength might improve a lot, so he killed them without saying a word.
Unexpectedly, the old man was not a vegetarian. He pulled out several puppets from nowhere, and they fought with him!
Zhu Kun's bloodline power is very restrained on the physical body, but he can't do anything to these things without flesh and blood! Therefore, even if his strength is much stronger than that of his opponent, he still can't do anything to his opponent, and for a while there was a stalemate.
But just when Zhu Kun was taking it lightly and was about to leave, he didn't expect that the other party actually used the "Spirit Puppet Prison" to imprison him, which caused his blood to ripple and he was almost separated.
Fortunately, Zhu Kun was very skilled, and he managed to tear open the restraints with just his physical strength, and then escaped from here without looking back, even as the old man behind him continued to curse...
Although the journey afterwards was uneventful, Zhu Kun always felt that the power of his blood was a bit strange, and it seemed that it must have been affected a lot.
So he could only speed up, trying to find the connected bloodline as soon as possible. As long as he could transform it into his own strength, the power of his bloodline could be stabilized again.
In order to reduce the impact of the blood shock, Zhu Kun had to temporarily transform into his original shape, back to the appearance of a human head and a snake body, and then specially reduced his body to the size of a hemp rope, hoping to avoid the trouble of being discovered.
He followed the direction in his memory and finally felt hope coming from the north peak of the Jade Pot Sect! But he didn't feel happy for long before he felt a chill in his waist. When he looked back, he found that his body had been broken into two pieces!
Zhu Jiuyin's bloodline was already unstable. Now that he was hit hard, his heart suddenly became cold. He suspected that this situation was a conspiracy set by the Mingyuan Ancestor! But when he looked up, he saw a kid with a childish face, holding a bloody black knife in his hand, looking at him in horror.
Realizing that the situation in front of him was not what he thought, Zhu Jiuyin felt ashamed and angry, and screamed in anger!
The perpetrator of this figurine was Wu Fan. He had never seen such a posture at that time. In a panic, he did not act lightly or seriously, and actually chopped Zhu Jiuyin into mud! Then he didn't even bother to carry firewood and fled in a hurry!
Zhu Jiuyin's physical body had become a blur and could no longer maintain his blood. He died immediately and came to the underworld to report...
And there was one thing that he hadn't understood until now. His physical body was obviously extremely strong, so why couldn't he bear a black woodchopping knife?
But at this moment, the doubts in his heart and the rules of the Sixth Hall were no longer important. Now that Wu Fan appeared in front of him, how could he be merciful?
I saw the blood wrapped around Zhu Kun's body getting thicker and thicker, and actually formed a giant figure! The giant was holding a brightly colored large ring knife in his hands. As Zhu Kun approached, he slashed forward with a burning aura!
"As expected of the Red Dragon King, he really has some skills!" Wu Fan laughed and took out a blue long sword like a magic trick. He stirred the long sword in front of him and saw a soft green shadow blocking the burning Before the breath.
Although the burning aura was extremely powerful, it was blocked by the green shadow and could no longer advance even half an inch.
"Ant! Stop being so arrogant! Die for me!" Seeing Wu Fan block his own sword in an understatement, the anger in the Red Dragon King's heart almost overflowed from his eyes!
He roared angrily, and spurted out a stream of blood sword from his mouth, splashing it directly on the large ring sword. I saw a flash of light and shadow on the original seven-ring sword, and a smaller red ring appeared at the end!
The Zhu Jiuyin clan has a violent personality, and their moves are also very rough. This ring knife is a weapon that their ancestors transformed using bloodline skills based on the clan's personality. The more rings on the blade, the stronger the wielder is.
Although there are many strong men in the Zhu Jiuyin clan, the most powerful ones are only nine rings. Only the ancestor who created this technique has reached the highest level of ten rings.
As time goes by, those with nine rings have become rare, and by Zhu Kun's era, those with eight rings are already the best! If this situation continues to develop, the future will be worrying!
Later, someone finally discovered that the reason for this situation was that the place they were in was on the verge of extinction, so it was difficult to grow in strength!
As a result, differences arose among the various clans in the demon world, and then a series of situations occurred. It is too complicated to discuss in detail in the future, so we will not mention it for now.
Going back to the situation at hand, although it was very difficult for the large ring sword in Zhu Kun's hand to reach the eighth ring, it was still the result of his hard training after coming to the Eastern Continent, so it was not easy.
And at the moment when the small red ring appeared, the giant shadow in front of Zhu Kun actually swelled again, which was already beyond the capacity of the small courtyard in front of him.
"Hiss..." Seeing this situation, Wu Fan, who was opposite Zhu Kun, was startled and shouted urgently: "Red Dragon King, stop it quickly! You have something to say!"
Zhu Kun just thought that Wu Fan was afraid, and the contempt in his eyes became stronger: "You are just an ant, you have no right to bargain with me!" He had already decided to kill in his heart, so naturally he would not hold back, and he saw a red light flashing on the eight-ringed broadsword. Fall down, this kind of momentum can create mountains and rivers!
"It's over, it's over!" Seeing the situation in front of him, Wu Fandeng's face turned pale. He could only withdraw and step aside, watching helplessly as a house turned into ashes.
"Ant! Let me see where you are going to run away now?" Zhu Kun was not surprised to see Wu Fan escape this attack. He shook the eight-ring sword, and the eight red rings on the back of the sword came out and buzzed, then transformed into the shape of the sword itself, surrounding Wu Fan.
As soon as Zhu Kun finished speaking, the eight knife shadows pointed the tips of their knives at Wu Fan, and then shot away from all directions, not giving Wu Fan any chance to escape.
Looking at the ashes in front of him, Wu Fan was about to cry without tears. He sighed and said calmly: "Red Dragon King, I'm offended..."
As he said that, he reached out and took out the booklet he had put in his arms, looked at it with some unbearable eyes, and then raised it casually, scattering it in the air.
Then, I don't know what magic formula he muttered in his mouth, and he saw pages of white paper floating in the air and surrounding him.
Although this page of white paper looks very thin, it is not much better than the cyan paper before! No matter how many sword shadows surged with the fierce wind, they could no longer get even half closer to the figures in them.
"Ant, please die obediently and stop struggling in vain!" Zhu Kun frowned, and his aura became stronger, compressing the protective range of a circle of white paper quite a bit.
But Wu Fan among them didn't pay any attention to Zhu Kun's intention. Instead, he turned up his sword and started dancing in the air. As scraps of paper flew into the air, the originally square white paper was cut into perfect circles.
Although Zhu Kun didn't know what the guy in front of him was doing, his attitude didn't relax at all, and he didn't reveal any flaws.
"It is difficult for the taiyin to stain the underground soil, but everything can be done by carving the moon!" After preparations were completed, Wu Fan groaned, and white brilliance bloomed from these full circles.
I saw that these white papers only lit up the corners at first, and then the light actually spread a bit...the white light changed from the hair to the eyebrows, from the eyebrows to the bowl, and finally formed a full circle!
If someone is interested here, it is not difficult to see that the various conditions of this white light are just like the changes in the phases of the moon?
The full moon was rising, and a hint of coldness was rising all around, making the knife shadows tremble.
Wu Fan, who was in the middle of the siege, finally finished his preparations. He raised his green sword and stabbed the full moon in front of him!
According to common sense, this white page should have been pierced by a long sword, but the cyan long sword in front of him did not pierce the white paper at all, and actually blended into it strangely.
Then, green sword shadows were seen pouring out from the full moon, and in just the blink of an eye, Zhu Kun's long-prepared moves were completely disrupted.
"You...why did you grow to such an extent! You are not him! Who are you?" Only then did Zhu Kun realize that something was wrong, and his face became a little flustered.
But "Wufan" on the other side didn't say anything, he just waved away the full moon around him, then waved his hand and shot the long sword at himself!
Zhu Kun originally wanted to dodge to the side, but found that he was covered with a white halo, and it turned out that he was imprisoned in place. He could no longer move his body at all, and could only watch helplessly as the green streak stabbed towards his eyebrows!
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