"Zhang Congxin!"
When Yang Fan saw the figure in front of him clearly, he was shocked.
Isn't the other party dead?
He heard that Tao Ying took the other party's head and presented it to the factory director Peng An, and even got a reward from Peng An for this, including a Martial Saint Pill!
It is said that it can increase the chance of becoming a Martial Saint by 30%, which is extremely valuable!
But here comes the problem.
How can a dead person appear again?
"Father, when it comes to the ability to deceive superiors and deceive subordinates, you are better at it!"
Yang Fan sighed secretly.
And here, Zhang Congxin, who was wrapped in circles of black tendons, also recognized Yang Fan!
"It's you!"
He suddenly felt angry and evil in his heart!
"It was the thunder talisman you threw last time that broke both of my legs. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today! Go to hell!"
It can be said that old and new grudges were brought together. The big black tendons all over Zhang Congxin's body suddenly exploded, like a humanoid spider, suddenly throwing out dense cobwebs.
"Black Muscle Purgatory!"
Hoo ho ho!
Countless big tendons flew out, each one as thick as a baby's arm, filling the entire tunnel and threatening to surround Yang Fan in an instant.
"O Musa Bodhisattva!"
Yang Fan smiled, he was really happy.
Originally, he just wanted to help Tao Ying solve his worries, but who would have expected that he would meet Zhang Congxin again. I guess he wouldn't mind handing over the Jin Bodhisattva method to him!
boom!
Seeing the black tendons coming overwhelmingly, Yang Fan finally moved.
On the chest, a furnace of energy and blood emerged, and its body was slowly covered with a layer of scarlet blood armor. The ferocious and domineering blood armor exuded a ferocious and domineering aura of power.
On it, a star map of the surrounding sky with 360 big stars shines brightly!
Strong!
overbearing!
Just standing there is like an unshakable mountain, like a pillar of heaven that controls the world!
"you!"
Zhang Congxin's eyes widened suddenly, looking at this scene in disbelief.
The next second, he saw Yang Fan transform into a running giant beast, rushing towards him like a beast. The big black tendons blocking the way were burned by the fiery blood and blood on the opponent's body, and seemed to melt.
There is no human blood here, it's like a big sun!
"Damn it, how could you be promoted to Blood Martial Saint!"
Zhang Congxin turned around and ran away without hesitation, as if he had seen a ghost.
Although he has no legs, the big muscles in his body move and his speed is not slow at all.
"You've come, why leave!"
Yang Fan suddenly grabbed a dozen large tendons, which immediately made a sizzling sound, like cold water poured on hot oil!
Zhang Congxin gritted his teeth, broke his muscles, and wanted to continue running away.
But the next second, golden light flashed under Yang Fan's feet, and he immediately rushed behind him, punching out with both fists, and the ferocious aura made Zhang Congxin's expression suddenly change.
He had to gather his muscles and cover his back suddenly.
boom!
The dull fist was like hitting the drum surface, and the huge elasticity brought by the big tendons seemed to bounce Yang Fan away. But as a blood martial saint, how could Yang Fan's strength be comparable to that of the tendon Bodhisattva?
A force as powerful as overturning mountains and seas broke out.
Zhang Congxin was almost vomiting blood and was knocked out.
The next second, Yang Fan appeared above his head again, and a huge fist mark fell on him, shaking his whole body and causing his black tendons to break.
Finally, Yang Fan slammed his whip leg down, and half of Zhang Congxin's body was slammed into the ground. The ground cracked and a large cloud of gunpowder smoke exploded.
Zhang Congxin was planted on the ground like a wilted cabbage.
"I surrender."
He looked at Yang Fan and simply raised his hands.
"It's a smart choice."
Yang Fan stopped, took back the Fang Tian painted halberd he was about to take out, and smiled.
In the stone chamber underground.
Zhang Congxin told with tears and tears how Tao Ying deceived him and how he was locked up here, as if a wife who had been abandoned from beginning to end was accusing her cheating husband.
"You're being bullshit, hand over your Thousand Hell Mountain's Jinbodhisattva method and I'll spare your life."
Yang Fan interrupted him and said directly.
"You are really willing to spare my life, aren't you lying to me?"
Zhang Congxin has learned his lesson, and he still has lessons learned from his past mistakes. He doesn't want to continue to be locked up here.
"Don't worry, I, the mighty Blood Martial Saint, will break my promise to you? I said I won't kill you, so naturally I won't kill you! You are not worthy of me breaking my promise for you."
Yang Fan said calmly.
Of course, it would be a pity to kill such a sinewed Bodhisattva.
Is it appropriate not to plant a slave mark?
The transformed slave mark is even more magical. Although it has not yet been tested whether it can forcibly enslave Tianguan masters, it can't be like blowing off the head as a prisoner before, right?
"You are the Martial Saint, I will trust you just once!"
Zhang Congxin's eyes flashed, and he gritted his teeth one last time and said.
Anyway, I have already betrayed Jin Bodhisattva's method once, so I don't care about the second time.
Soon, Zhang Congxin explained the Jin Bodhisattva method inherited from Qianjiu Mountain, which was naturally the same as what he had given Tao Ying.
Comparing the methods of Yang Fan and Jin Bodhisattva in the Diagram of Heavenly Man and Treasure, the two are completely different. Even though they are both practicing Jin Tianguan, the methods and methods are completely different.
If Yingtian Dao inherits the righteous and peaceful Taoist method, then Qianyu Mountain inherits the outright demonic method!
"What a Black Bodhisattva from Qianjing Mountain!"
The black tendons wrap around the body three thousand times, and the world worships the Black Bodhisattva!
However, Yang Fan showed a satisfied look. In any case, the complete Jin Bodhisattva method can still give him a lot of reference.
Next, naturally, we have to deal with Zhang Congxin.
Yang Fan walked up to Zhang Congxin, and a slave seal slowly appeared in his hand.
Zhang Congxin's expression changed: "You said you wouldn't kill me!"
"Yes, I won't kill you, but you have to help me test the effect of my secret technique."
Yang Fan pressed the slave seal directly on Zhang Congxin's head.
The huge energy and blood completely overpowered all Zhang Congxin's resistance. Zhang Congxin felt that the slave mark was alive, drilling into his brain from the center of his eyebrows, and then lurking into his whole body's blood with tentacles!
"What the hell is this!"
But as time went by, Zhang Congxin's expression finally became more and more ugly.
Slave mark!
His body and mind were all marked!
Although the slave mark can be broken by external force, the price is not something he can bear, unless he wants to have his energy and blood foundation completely wiped out and become an ordinary person again.
"I have met the Lord."
Zhang Congxin forced an ugly smile on his face.
First, his legs were blown off, and then he was imprisoned. He finally injured Tao Ying, thinking he could escape, but was forced to be enslaved by Yang Fan with a slave seal!
"Don't worry, keep driving for me for thirty years. When the time comes, I will let you go free!"
Yang Fan made a promise generously.
Zhang Congxin's face looked a little better. If he had only been a slave for thirty years, it would be more acceptable.
"Since you recognize me as your master and work for me from now on, I won't treat you badly! It just so happens that I have a magic bow here, which I will leave to you for the time being."
With that said, Yang Fan handed Zhang Congxin the Fanwei bow that had been idle. The arms of the bow had been reforged and were made from the true bones of trolls and tyrannosaurs.
Zhang Congxin touched the big bow and immediately showed an excited expression: "What a magical bow!"
But why does this bowstring look so familiar?
