Supreme Emptiness-Chapter 380 - Master Now You Know How Wronged I Am
Chapter 380: Chapter 380: Master, Now You Know How Wronged I Am
Chapter 380 -380: Master, Now You Know How Wronged I Am
Plop—
However.
Just as the misty claw was about to pierce Jiang Fan’s back.
A flash of purple light, without any warning, came from the distant mist.
Instantly piercing through it.
“Howl~~” A wailing sound like that of an injured leopard echoed around.
The irregular mass of poison mist fell to the ground, struggling in pain.
From the wound pierced by the Purple Sword, dark gray blood flowed out.
Jiang Fan raised his hand, and the Purple Sword flew into his palm.
He said coldly, “I guessed you were faking death long ago!”
“Fog Demon!”
It turned out that Lu Xiunian’s Fire Talisman hadn’t killed it.
It was just acting for everyone to see.
The purpose was to make those behind let their guard down.
Xue Wanchong was fooled and moved the Seven-colored Mysterious Ice without any precaution.
He got hit by the trap laid by the Fog Demon.
Since entering the Poison Mist, Jiang Fan had been on guard.
When he was close to the Seven-colored Mysterious Ice, he quietly buried the Purple Sword nearby.
Waiting for it to reveal itself, he used the Sword Control Technique to give it a fatal blow!
This time, it couldn’t pretend anymore.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak~”
The Fog Demon let out an ear-piercing scream.
It struggled, moving toward the Seven-colored Mysterious Ice.
Jiang Fan tapped his toe, picked up the Seven-colored Mysterious Ice, and placed it into a prepared bundle.
“Sorry, it’s mine now.”
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At the same time, he slashed with his sword.
Under the Purple Sword that could cut through anything, the Fog Demon’s body was split in two.
With a violent wail, the two halves of its body convulsed and then gradually stopped struggling.
It was dead, truly dead.
With the item in hand.
Jiang Fan immediately headed back the way he came.
But after walking halfway.
He suddenly felt a looseness at his waist.
He touched it with his hand.
To his surprise, he found that the Black Iron Soft Silk… was broken!
His face changed sharply.
Though not as hard as the Heavenly Mountain Silk,
it was still a rare treasure.
Otherwise, Lu Xiunian wouldn’t consider it so precious.
It wasn’t something that could break easily.
Unless something extremely sharp cut it.
At the same time.
Lu Xiunian, holding the other end of the Black Iron Soft Silk, also suddenly felt it go slack.
He felt something was wrong.
He tried to pull it with force.
As a result.
A much shorter piece of Black Iron Soft Silk was pulled back.
“Broken?” Lu Xiunian’s eyes showed surprise.
Upon discovering that the break was smooth and sharp.
Like it was caused by some kind of cut, his face changed and he shouted, “Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan!”
“Come back quickly! There’s something else in the Poison Mist!”
There was another sentence he didn’t dare to shout.
For fear of frightening Jiang Fan.
That is, this thing was ten times more dangerous than the Fog Demon!
Lu Xiunian didn’t dare to imagine what could cut the Black Iron Soft Silk!
If he encountered it himself, he would be in danger!
Let alone Jiang Fan?
Jiang Fan didn’t need his reminder to sense the presence of danger.
Fortunately.
He didn’t lose his direction because of it.
Because he still had a piece of Heavenly Mountain Silk tied to his waist!
“Cutting off my retreat, are you trying to trap me or wear me out slowly?”
“Let me guess, the reason you don’t dare to attack directly is that you fear this sword in my hand, right?”
He squinted his eyes and looked around.
At this moment, his field of vision had shrunk to less than one meter due to the rapidly thickening Poison Mist.
Stepping forward, he could only see the heel of the step he took.
Even discerning the tip of his foot was difficult.
In such circumstances, it was possible that the opponent was within half a meter without being detected.
The surroundings were deathly quiet.
Only the Poison Mist was constantly moving.
It was impossible to tell if there were enemies nearby.
The tense atmosphere alone could drive most people crazy.
The opponent was waiting for Jiang Fan to lose his rationality.
However.
Jiang Fan remained very calm.
He slowly untied the long wooden box from his back.
After opening it with a slap, he held an ivory white ancient zither in his arms.
“Let me see what you are after all!”
“Tiger and Dragon Roar!”
Jiang Fan shouted lowly and decisively plucked the strings.
Playing a sharp melody that seemed to explode in one’s ears.
At first listen.
It sounded like a dragon soaring from the water, roaring mightily beside the ear.
Upon its appearance.
The surrounding air vibrated.
The terrifying sound waves created bursts of air currents, pushing outwards from Jiang Fan as the center in all directions!
The dense Seven-colored Poison Mist was forcibly blown away.
Revealing a circular clearing with a ten-meter diameter!
The ground looked like it had been plowed by cattle, covered in smoking trenches formed by the sound waves.
Jiang Fan noticed.
Not two meters from him, there was a pool of seven-colored blood on the ground.
So there had indeed been something near him just now, and it was only two meters away!
Almost face to face!
If he hadn’t decisively used the indiscriminate Sound Path Technique, he might have been in danger.
At the same time.
A white cloud drifted across the sky.
Hidden within the cloud was a bird.
On its back sat Lin Yuheng and her disciple Ruan Qingsu.
Ruan Qingsu bit her lips and said, “Did you see it? Master, did you see it?”
“I wasn’t lying, that rascal really knows the Sound Path Technique!”
Her face was full of excitement.
She could finally prove that she hadn’t been lying.
That little rascal was finally exposed.
Lin Yuheng looked down in shock at Jiang Fan standing with the zither in the Poison Mist.
She had come based on the intelligence from the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, to eradicate the demon beast lurking here.
Unexpectedly.
As soon as she arrived on the bird, she saw a sudden change in the Poison Mist’s center.
An unknown powerful sound wave had forcibly scattered a large portion of the Poison Mist, revealing a human figure.
And that person was none other than Jiang Fan.
“Why is he here?” Lin Yuheng exclaimed in surprise.
Ruan Qingsu said discontentedly, “Master, is that the main point?”
“The point is, he really knows the Sound Path Technique!”
Lin Yuheng glared at her and said, “Be quiet!”
“Knowing the Sound Path Technique is not as mystical as you make it out to be.”
“This demon beast is a mature seven-colored poison toad, the source of the Poison Mist.”
“Its strength is at the Fourth Level of Core Formation, a Mid-stage Jiedan Great Demon King, which isn’t something he can handle!”
“I need to go down and help him.”
She glanced out of the Poison Mist and saw a figure that seemed to be a six-year-old child.
She paused, “So the Supreme Elder Qin Wangchuan of Green Cloud Sect is also here.”
“It looks like I made a wasted trip.”
“But why isn’t she making a move?”
“Is she grinding Jiang Fan’s skills?”
“Isn’t she afraid of grinding him to death? This is a seven-colored poison toad!”
Behind her, Ruan Qingsu crossed her arms and angrily said, “Master, you can rest assured!”
“The seven-colored poison toad may not necessarily be able to do anything to that little freak!”
“Just watch!” ”
Lin Yuheng tapped her on the forehead and lectured, “What is wrong with you?”
“Why are you so hostile towards this new disciple?”
“I’ve told you, someone else hurt you, not him.”
Ruan Qingsu was so angry that she grinded her teeth loudly.
Fine, fine, fine!
Just keep an eye on that little freak’s true strength!
If he doesn’t scare you half to death, I’ll eat that seven-colored poison toad alive!
