Bizarre Cultivation: Starting from Being Beaten Up by Reality

Chapter 249 Witch Gu Conference

Ode!

Mao Jiang stomped heavily on the ground, his body shooting out to block Lan Hanyu.

A few sharpened splinters pierced his skin, making him look like he had more thorns growing on his fur; if there were more, he would look a bit like a hedgehog.

Another burst of fierce cheers erupted from the bandits, as if Lin Fan had already killed Mao Jiang.

"Hanyu, quickly capture this cunning Central Plains man. Once we kill him, these rabble will pose no threat."

Lan Hanyin, hiding behind Lan Hanyu, urged.

Lan Hanyu frowned slightly, "I know, Second Brother, don't rush me. Eldest Brother has already tried his best!"

Lin Fan was also looking this way. His eyes were fixed on Lan Hanyin, and he was constantly planning how to get close to him amidst the layers of protection.

The time is almost up.

Lin Fan took out a spider egg and swallowed it.

The enraged zombie charged at him once again.

He raised his shield again to block. This time, the zombie was more experienced; its body was already blocking Lan Hanyu's direction, so Lin Fan's sneak attack could only hit him.

Lin Fan didn't waste his effort by using the same trick again. He flicked the mechanism again, and this time a hand with chains flew out.

Lin Fan grabbed a stalactite from the ceiling and flew up.

Mao Jiang wouldn't just sit idly by and watch Lin Fan take off. He slightly bent his knees, and with a leap, he launched himself into the air like a rocket. He raised his hands high, as if to grab Lin Fan's legs and drag him down.

"I've been waiting for you."

Lin Fan pressed a mechanism on his hand, and the chained hand retracted. At the same time, he grabbed the back of the furry zombie beneath him. His figure vanished from the spot, the chained hand unable to keep up with his speed, leaving a long trail behind him.

His figure appeared instantly behind Mao Jiang, and with a push of his legs against Mao Jiang's broad, hairy back, he sprang directly behind Mao Jiang.

Mao Jiang reached out to grab his back, but with his hands behind his back, he was a beat too slow and grabbed nothing.

Click click click.

The chained hand had already retracted, and Lin Fan grabbed forward again, his figure appearing in front of the two siblings.

Lan Hanyin did not send out all the Gu corpses. At this moment, two rows of black zombies blocked Lin Fan's way like an impenetrable wall.

Lin Fan suppressed his nausea, and before he knew it, he had already grasped the ink sword in his hand, and unleashed a circular slash.

Swish! A wall of black zombies was severed in the middle, the black spine cut off as smooth as a mirror.

Lin Fan didn't hold back with this strike; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to sever the hard bones of these black zombies in one go.

Even so, the Ink Sword was still stuck in the spine of the last black zombie and could not be pulled out.

Lin Fan had no choice but to let go. He drew his black knife and stabbed at Lan Hanyin.

A pair of soft hands grabbed his arm. Lan Hanyu looked weak, but she didn't expect her to be so strong. She held Lin Fan's arm with both hands, preventing his knife from stabbing down.

Pfft!

A silver dagger was plunged into Lin Fan's stomach. Lin Fan's skin was very tough now, so the dagger didn't penetrate very deeply, but some blood still flowed out from around the wound.

Lin Fan suddenly stopped moving.

Lan Hanyu's eyes gleamed with smugness. "You underestimated me! Did you think I couldn't do anything without the Gu Corpse?"

Mao Jiang behind him was only a step behind Lin Fan, and he was about to arrive.

Lin Fan grinned, "It's too late, the time has come."

He reached out with his free hand to grab Lan Hanyin. The other man instinctively tried to dodge, but suddenly felt a sweet taste in his throat. When he looked down, he saw a blood-red scythe appear out of nowhere in his stomach.

Seeing Lan Hanyin being stabbed, Lan Hanyu reached out and grabbed the sickle.

Then Lin Fan, Lan Hanyin, and Lan Hanyu all rolled their eyes back, lost consciousness, and collapsed.

At the same time, the group of Gu corpses controlled by Lan Hanyin also fell, along with the limbs that Lin Fan had previously cut in half, burying the three of them directly in the pile of corpses.

Mao Jiang suddenly clutched his head and howled in pain.

The bandits were all astonished to see the Gu corpses fall down. Could it be that the senior had succeeded?

However, some sharp-eyed people just saw the whole thing. The senior and Lan Hanyin stabbed each other. The senior's knife appeared out of thin air. It was incredibly powerful!

"That scythe looks ordinary, but it's full of ominous energy. Senior must have used some superb method to seal the consciousness of the Lan siblings at the same time!"

"However, it seems that the senior himself has also lost consciousness."

Such sophisticated methods always come at a price.

"Quickly, don't waste the senior's efforts, let's take this opportunity to cut off the heads of the Lan siblings!"

Now that all the Gu corpses have fallen and become corpses, and the Lan siblings and their elders are unconscious, these water bandits suddenly feel that they have become the key to victory or defeat!

Roar!

However, they quickly began to retreat.

"Hurry up! Didn't you say you were going to cut off heads?!"

"Why aren't you going up there? Holy crap, the Lan siblings have both fainted! Who's controlling this hairy zombie?!"

Veins bulged on Mao Jiang's brain, and the shape of worms could be vaguely seen wriggling inside.

He pressed his aching head with one hand and picked up a large club with the other, threatening them not to come near.

Of course, there were still some bolder bandits who wanted to test whether Mao Jiang was at his last gasp.

Bang bang bang!

The three bandits who surrounded him were all knocked away, and even Mao Jiang's club almost broke.

This troublesome zombie's strength not only did not diminish, but it became even more ferocious and violent with each strike due to its irritability.

The bandits dared not go any further and could only maintain a safe distance while waiting for an opportunity.

Mao Jiang's head was clearly in pain, making him stagger. He simply knelt down and used a stick to support himself on the ground.

His eyes were fixed on the bandits. He was ready to beat them all to death if they dared to step forward.

...

The red-clad figure is shrouded in mystery.

Lin Fan knelt down and began to retch violently. He had just used the spider eggs twice and held his breath to launch another attack. Now that he had recovered, he felt so nauseous that he wanted to vomit his liver.

However, he managed to hold back from vomiting, and it would be funny if he vomited out the Soul-Suppressing Pearl now.

Although the Red-Clothed Curse was no longer under his control, it still came to kill him at the exact third watch of the night, and he could even feel that the curse power on the Red-Clothed Curse was more terrifying than before.

Since Lan Hanyin is difficult to kill in reality, let's drag him into the underworld and kill him.

"Lei Dong, are you alright? Why did you suddenly feel nauseous?"

A clear female voice rang out, and Lin Fan looked up to see Lan Hanyu looking at him with concern.

Lin Fan was startled and instinctively wanted to create some distance, but he immediately realized that this was a strange place, and he didn't seem to be Lin Fan at all!

He casually mentioned that he was fine and glanced at Lan Hanyu.

She was wearing traditional Xinjiang clothing that revealed her slim waist and navel. She was shorter than she appeared in real life, and her skin was fairer. She was looking at me with concern. When she noticed my gaze, she shyly turned her head away.

"Alright! I'm glad you're alright. Let's go! The Witchcraft Tournament is about to begin! Aren't you supposed to participate in the competition?"