Chapter 55： Pinnacle Realm Peak (2/2)

”Release him soon, otherwise the old man will never let you go!” Xue Wanlong shouted angrily.

With a cold smile, Zhuo Fan shook his head recklessly: ”If I really let him go, you really won't let me go!”

”Master Xue, no matter what grievance Xiaoning has with you, he is now my own. I only hope you can stop there! Otherwise, ...”

With that, Zhuo Fan's hands slammed hard, and Xue Lin's breath immediately stagnated, his tongue sticking out: ”Then you will collect your son's body!”

”No!”

Xue Wanlong hadn't said anything yet. The little beggar had grabbed Zhuo Fan's arm and shook it back and forth, his eyes full of begging.

Zhuo Fan was stunned, this little beggar's brain is out of order, how can he speak to the enemy again?

Xue Wanlong looked at the two, and his eyes were complicated. But soon, as if he had made up his mind, his face became calm.

This made Zhuo Fan stunned, a little unclear.

”Boy, what's your name?” Xue Wanlong said lightly.

Zhuo Fan smiled slightly: ”I am alone, I am not afraid of you seeking revenge. I am not afraid to tell you, Zhuofan!”

”Okay, Zhuofan! Do you have to protect him anyway today?” Xue Wanlong pointed to the little beggar, and his eyes were unprecedentedly serious.

With a cold snort, Zhuo Fan firmly said: ”He is my person, I will naturally guarantee it to the end!”

”Okay, let's make a bet. You let my son go first, and you take my ten strokes. If it's within ten strokes, I can't win. From now on, the old man will stop chasing him.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Zhuofan thought for a moment, revealing a strange smile. With a flick of his hand, he threw the Xuelin back.

”Good, aren't you afraid of me?” Xue Wanlong's eyes flashed with praise, loudly.

With a chuckle, Zhuo Fan said lightly: ”If I want to kill him, you can't stop it!”

”Big words are not ashamed!” Hearing this, Xue Wanlong shouted angrily, ”Ten strokes, take it!”

As soon as the words fell, Xue Wanlong rushed towards Zhuo Fan, and the powerful momentum of the forging bone realm peak was unreservedly pressed against him. But Zhuo Fan still didn't change his face and stood there quietly.

Xue Wanlong's eyebrows shook, but his heart praised.

However, before he rushed to Zhuo Fan, Zhuo Fan slammed, not only did he not hide, but also rushed forward. This can't help but make Xue Wanlong feel inexplicable. It stands to reason that even if this kid has rich combat experience, it is absolutely impossible to compete with the masters of Forging Bone Realm! But what ...

But the next moment, he knew the reason.

But seeing Zhuo Fan's hands shining, the evil moon wheel was already in his hands. With the gleaming silver light, Zhuo Fan suddenly accelerated, and immediately approached Xue Wanlong. A round from bottom to top, cut straight to him!

”Sanpin Magic Treasure?”

Seeing this, Xue Wanlong couldn't help but panic. Quickly turn around and flash away!

However, at this moment, a red light burst out from Zhuo Fan's body and flew straight to Xue Wanlong.

”It worked!”

Zhuo Fan grinned, showing a cold smile with a murderous intention.

But at this moment, a sudden change!

When the blood infant was about to fly into Xue Wanlong's body, he was bounced back with a ”touch”. Affected by this rebound, Zhuo Fan was connected with the blood infant's life, and his heart and blood swelled for a while. When the hand is skewed, the evil moon wheel is actually misaligned.

With a silver blade, Xue Wanlong's cheeks crossed like a meteor.

After both of them stopped, Zhuo Fan had stood at the place where Xue Wanlong was originally, his face full of dignity. He had just planned to use Xueying to control his body when Xue Wanlong focused his attention on this evil moon wheel!

But I never imagined that the blood infant would be bounced back, and it affected him also in the round.

Turning around, I saw Xue Wanlong's chest flashing, Zhuo Fan's eyes shrunk, and he exclaimed, ”Second defensive magic treasure?”

Now he finally knew the reason, and he became more and more heavy under his heart.

The other party has a second-grade magic treasure body protection, then the blood babies he gathers in the atmosphere are completely useless. In the next battle, he can only rely on the evil moon wheel.

However, he was still bored with the next battle, but Xue Wanlong was already so shocked that his chin was about to fall.

Where can he think that a cultivator who has gathered five strengths has such terrible fighting power? Just now, his head was about to be completely cut off by the magic treasure.

Thanks to him, he also made a big word and asked the boy to take ten tricks and let them go.

His grandmother, according to this situation, don't say that he took his own ten strokes. Within these ten strokes, it is already very good that I can keep my head!

Thinking of this, he looked at the chain mail of his heart again, and could not help secretly sighing. Fortunately, before he went out, his father warned him that the person who took away Ning'er this time might be a terrifying opponent, and asked him to bring his family's ancestral sky mail. Otherwise, it is estimated that the kid would kill himself in a second.

Although the role of the blood infant is still unclear, he has already felt that as long as the red light enters the body, he will definitely be dead!

Thinking of this, he looked at Zhuofan as if to eat his gloomy eyes, and his cold sweat could not stop.

He was the first time such a terrible opponent. Especially this opponent is just a cultivator who gathers five atmospheres!

”His mother, this kid, is it a monster ...” Xue Wanlong couldn't help but take a breath of gas ...