He might think that way, but with his current strength, he couldn't move an inch.
At this moment, the Crazy Old Man stood up, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.
He planned to burn his life essence and forcefully make a move.
As for the consequences, he couldn't care less.
However, just as the Crazy Old Man was about to make his move, the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito suddenly stopped sucking blood, pulled their mouthparts out of Jiang Fan's carotid artery, and their eerie green eyes flickered like a faulty light bulb, their urgent gaze fixed on Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan clutched his neck while staring at the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito behaving strangely, completely bewildered by the situation.
"What's going on?" Bing 11 asked, looking puzzled.
Bing 9 was also puzzled. "Why did it suddenly stop? This doesn't make sense. Once Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito starts feeding on blood, it never stops. And why do I feel like the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito is acting more and more strangely?"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito suddenly let out a miserable cry, collapsed to the ground, and their slender legs twitched incessantly, as if they were suffering a torment worse than death.
What's going on?
The Crazy Old Man had originally planned to risk his life to save Jiang Fan, but this unexpected event occurred.
Jiang Fan slowly stood up from the ground, staring intently at the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito. He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but he seemed to see deep fear and dread in the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito' eerie green eyes.
What is it afraid of? What is it dreading?
Before Jiang Fan could figure it out, a dazzling blade of light flashed by, and the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito lying on the ground instantly lost their life.
Who made the move?
Jiang Fan suddenly looked up at the sky and saw a man wearing armor that combined modern and traditional elements standing in the air as if walking on flat ground.
Soar through the air!
Another Spirit Master?
Jiang Fan immediately dismissed the idea as soon as it came up.
The aura emanating from this person was different from his and the Crazy Old Man's; barring any unforeseen circumstances, the other party should be a Martial Artist.
For Martial Artist to achieve the ability to fly, they must be at least at the Eighth Rank.
As for the extent of this person's strength, he had no way of knowing.
Bing 9 stared at the person in the air, so shocked he could hardly speak.
"How... how could this be? The commander of the Divine Wind Camp has actually come in person?!"
Bing 11 was so frightened that his legs went weak. "What are you waiting for? Let's go!"
The two exchanged a glance, turned and ran, escaping with all their might.
But as soon as they turned around, they were stunned by the sudden aura of power.
This scene also caught Jiang Fan's attention. He had been so focused on dealing with the Nine-Mouthed Man-Eating Mosquito from the Three Star and rescuing Tang Guo that he hadn't had time to observe his surroundings and naturally hadn't noticed the two of them.
Yan Tianyang slowly descended from the sky, landing on the ground in front of the two people.
"Tell me, who are you people?"
Bing 9: "Kill us! We absolutely will not tell!"
Bing 11: "That's right, we'd rather die than tell!"
Yan Tianyang remained expressionless. The next second, he directly tore open the clothes of the two men, revealing a pattern tattooed on their chests: a scale and a sword.
Jiang Fan recognized the pattern; it belonged to members of the Church of Justice.
So all of this is a conspiracy by the Church of Justice!
That's really ruthless!
"This Church of Justice deserves to die." Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes, his pupils almost shrinking to slits.
The Crazy Old Man glanced at Jiang Fan. He knew his disciple well; once he made a decision, he would see it through to the end.
Thinking of this, the Crazy Old Man couldn't help but sigh deeply. In his mind, Handsome Uncle with an otherworldly appearance appeared, brushing past him. His beautiful, long black hair in the sunlight and his robes billowing in the wind were so captivating.
Although several decades have passed, he still vividly remembers the scene of their first meeting. At the time, he thought she was a fairy descended to earth, leaving an indelible mark on his life.
What makes it so unforgettable isn't just the fleeting glimpse of their first meeting, but also the shock and disappointment he felt upon learning the other person was actually a man, and the subsequent antics of the Handsome Uncle —the contrast is truly poignant.
If the Handsome Uncle were still alive, he believes the Church of Justice would never have degenerated into such a heinous cult.
If the Handsome Uncle were still alive, perhaps he would have destroyed this already corrupted sect with his own hands?
Yan Tianyang withdrew his gaze and said calmly, " The Church of Justice, so you're retaliating for destroying our stronghold before?"
This statement hit the nail on the head, leaving Bing 9 and Bing 11 speechless, which could be considered a tacit agreement.
"Very well, you can all die now."
Without giving them a chance to speak, Yan Tianyang turned around and shattered them into countless pieces, like glass broken by a ball.
That's amazing!
Jiang Fan's eyes widened. He hadn't even seen Yan Tianyang make a move; he had only turned around, and the two men were instantly shattered.
Who exactly is this person?
Yan Tianyang approached Jiang Fan and the Crazy Old Man, greeting the Crazy Old Man, " Master Li, it's been a long time. Your health seems to be getting worse."
The Crazy Old Man took out a pot of wine and gulped down a few mouthfuls.
"Old man, I can eat and drink well. Which eye of yours saw that I'm in poor health?"
Yan Tianyang smiled and looked at Jiang Fan.
"It's him, isn't it?"
Jiang Fan looked at the person in front of him with a puzzled expression. Although he was very curious, he did not ask any questions.
"Not bad, this young man is quite composed." Yan Tianyang nodded slightly in approval. "Come with me."
After saying that, he walked to the side.
Jiang Fan looked at the Crazy Old Man Crazy Old Man man, who said, "Why are you looking at me? He's calling you over; he might be offering you something. What are you standing there for?"
"Benefits? I never believe in free lunches. If he promises me benefits, I'll probably have to pay a price," Jiang Fan said.
"Haha! You're so young, but you've really seen things clearly. Alright, enough talk, hurry up and go. He has a bad temper and doesn't like waiting for people," the Crazy Old Man reminded him.
He then added, "Let me tell you, he once challenged the enemy to a duel, but the enemy didn't show up. Instead, he charged straight into their headquarters and wiped out the entire enemy base."
"Are you trying to scare me on purpose?" Jiang Fan asked.
"Aren't you supposed to be very clever? Take a guess." The Crazy Old Man grinned.
"Boring." Jiang Fan was too lazy to play guessing games with the Crazy Old Man and strode after Yan Tianyang.
They were so afraid that if they were even a second too late, they would end up like the two from the Church of Justice earlier, shattered.
Seeing this, the Crazy Old Man laughed even more heartily.
Hahaha--hahahaha--
The laughter sounded so irritating to Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan followed Yan Tianyang to a secluded place, where Yan Tianyang stopped and handed over a Body Restoration Pill.
"You've lost a lot of blood, eat this."
Jiang Fan looked at the pills in front of him but did not reach out to take them.
"That's not a good idea; after all, one shouldn't accept something for nothing."
Yan Tianyang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you want me to feed you?"