The old man in black robes, who had failed, turned ashen-faced.
"Hand him over to me; he's hiding a secret, and I want to interrogate him in public."
" Zhou Lingxing! Does your Zhou Family really want to be destroyed? Let me tell you, if it weren't for the fact that you once helped my Holy Master, I would have already shown no mercy!"
"The Holy Lord is the Holy Lord, and you are you. Don't lump your scum together with him."
"Good! Very good! In that case, let's start the war!"
"Then let's fight!"
With a fight about to break out, this was the best time to escape.
Thinking of this, Jiang Fan tried his best to minimize his presence and quietly retreated.
Before he could even take two steps back, he was simultaneously targeted by Zhou Lingxing and the old man in black robes.
Jiang Fan stood rooted to the spot, his heart pounding like thunder.
" Zhengjiao, control him, don't let him escape."
Zhou Lingxing didn't turn around, but simply gave a brief instruction.
"Okay."
After Zhou Lingxing, he suddenly released his Late-Stage Fourth Rank aura onto Jiang Fan.
In an instant, Jiang Fan felt as if he were in an invisible cage, his back was gradually bent under the pressure, and his knees were slowly bending towards the ground.
If not injured, a defense formed with advanced Psychic Power would be sufficient to withstand it.
However, he was injured by Pseudo Spirit Weapon, and his strength was reduced to less than one-tenth.
"Stop struggling and just tell me honestly, who exactly are you?"
From his attempt to escape just now, Zhou Zhengjiao knew that he was not a member of the Zhou Family.
Jiang Fan kept his head down and did not answer, silently pondering a countermeasure while enduring the oppressive force.
There are two choices: one is to proactively confess that they were sent by Yan Tianyang.
Secondly, they took a gamble and launched a surprise attack using their Psychic Power to allow Zhou Zhengjiao to escape calmly.
If the first option is chosen, the Zhou Family, bound by their agreement with Yan Tianyang, will certainly not harm him.
But the Spirit Weapon might not be able to be preserved.
Considering the terrifying power of the Spirit Weapon, it will definitely become one of his greatest trump cards in the future.
In the end Jiang Fan decided to choose the second option and give it a shot!
"Hey! I'm asking you a question, did you hear me?"
Just as Zhou Zhengjiao was getting impatient and preparing to step forward, he suddenly saw Jiang Fan straighten his back and raise one hand.
What are they trying to do?
Before Zhou Zhengjiao could figure it out, Jiang Fan moved his finger.
"Call out!"
The knife in the hand of a member of the Zhou Family flew out and attacked Zhou Zhengjiao.
Seeing the knife flying towards him, Zhou Zhengjiao's pupils suddenly dilated, and an incredulous joy appeared in his eyes.
Yes, it is joy.
The next second, he lunged forward.
Just as she dodged the attack, she grabbed Jiang Fan's legs with both hands as he tried to escape.
Jiang Fan originally planned to use his Psychic Power to escape in one go, but as soon as his toes left the ground, Zhou Zhengjiao grabbed him.
They held on tightly, refusing to let go.
" Brother Thigh! I've finally met you! Hahaha-- I'll have Brother Thigh now, hahahaha--"
Zhou Zhengjiao's laughter was so arrogant, so joyful, so awe-inspiring.
Jiang Fan laughed so hard his hair stood on end, and he got goosebumps all over.
Zhou Lingxing's old face was full of excitement and surprise as he scrutinized Jiang Fan from head to toe.
Although Jiang Fan's face was covered in mud, it was still clear that he wasn't very old, even younger than Jiang Fan had imagined.
He might not even be thirty years old yet.
"Let go!" Jiang Fan felt utterly disgusted as he watched Zhou Zhengjiao smile bring tears to his eyes.
"No, I won't let go. I want to protect you Brother Thigh!"
Zhou Zhengjiao lay on the ground, clinging tightly to Jiang Fan's leg.
He wasn't clinging to a leg; he was holding onto the key to unlock the treasure of the future!
Can he let go?
Absolutely impossible.
Jiang Fan tried to pull his foot out, but he couldn't get it out no matter what he did.
I don't understand why Zhou Zhengjiao calls him "Brother Thigh"?
And those who were just yelling at him to kill him are now saying they want to protect him.
What terrified Jiang Fan even more was that he couldn't detect the slightest trace of insincerity on the other person's face.
Zhou Zhengjiao genuinely wanted to protect him; it was a very sincere and heartfelt desire.
What the heck?
The old man in black robes raised his hand, his cold gaze falling on Jiang Fan.
"Everyone, listen to my command! Kill him at all costs!"
"Yes!"
The roar was deafening, filled with murderous intent.
not good!
Zhou Lingxing also issued an order.
" The Zhou Family, heed my command! Protect him to the death!"
"Yes!"
The Zhou Family were puzzled and didn't understand why Zhou Lingxing such an order, but they didn't question it and stood in front of Jiang Fan without any objection.
Even Zhou Zhengjiao stopped clinging to Jiang Fan's coattails. Holding a large knife, he stood in front of Jiang Fan, as if anyone who wanted to harm Jiang Fan would have to step over his corpse.
Jiang Fan was a bit confused, completely clueless about what was going on.
It wasn't until the two sides were locked in a fierce battle, with screams echoing in his ears, that Jiang Fan finally snapped out of his daze.
"Laugh--"
Blood splattered and landed on Jiang Fan.
Looking at the crimson blood on his body and feeling the lingering heat, Jiang Fan was subjected to an unprecedented shock.
Why?
I can't figure it out, I can't understand it.
"Ouch! That fucking hurts!"
Zhou Zhengjiao clutched his arm, blood gushing from between his fingers.
He turned back to look at Jiang Fan, who was still standing there, and chuckled.
" Brother Thigh, don't worry, I, Zhou Zhengjiao, will protect you today."
After saying that, he blinked.
Don't forget me in the future!
He'll be counting on you from now on.
Just as Zhou Zhengjiao was about to rush forward again, Jiang Fan called out to him.
"Why? Why are you protecting me?"
"Ah?"
Of course, it's because he's hoping that the Brother Thigh a nickname for a guy who's known for his strong
Zhou Zhengjiao would naturally not say that.
He coughed lightly and said solemnly, "You are the future backbone of our Great Xia. What am I, Zhou Zhengjiao? To die protecting you is my honor, and the honor of my Zhou Family!"
Zhou Zhengjiao thought he had spoken quite righteously and that it should make Brother Thigh look at him in a new light.
Normally, Jiang Fan wouldn't have believed such nonsense, but looking at the numerous wounds on Zhou Zhengjiao's body and the corpses lying haphazardly on the ground—people he didn't recognize, yet who had truly sacrificed themselves for him—he was deeply moved.
He doesn't want to!
I don't want to owe anyone a favor!
I don't want to owe anyone a favor that someone risked their life for!
Thinking of this, Jiang Fan's hands, which were hanging by his sides, suddenly clenched tightly, then relaxed again.
At the same time, countless Ice Flame Hedgehog Spines, imbued with Psychic Power, simultaneously attacked the foreheads of those members of the Church of Justice.
Because of his injury, his Psychic Power was limited, so he only chose the weaker righteous messengers.
"Hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss--"