Chapter 470
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Fan Jin nodded and quickly checked on the young man's injuries. Perhaps the young man's injuries were too severe and he had grabbed onto Fan Jin's hand too tightly, causing Fan Jin to feel some pain.
However, just as Fan Jin lowered his head to check on the young man's injuries, a murderous glint flashed across the young man's eyes. The few people who had fallen nearby suddenly jumped up from the ground. The moment they got up, they gripped their remaining daggers tightly and stabbed towards Fan Jin!
Fan Jin suddenly sensed a trace of danger and wanted to pull away but found that his hands were tightly held by the youth. When he raised his head, he was no longer met with a pair of panicked eyes, but a pair of eyes filled with malice.
"Senior Brother Fan, this day next year will be the anniversary of your death. Rest in peace!" The young man suddenly laughed and leaned back slightly. Only then did he reveal his bloodstained hands. He wore a pair of half-fingered gloves on his hands, which were faintly emitting spiritual energy.
Fan Jin gasped. The youth was obviously the owner of a weapon type ring spirit and his glove was his ring spirit. Caught unawares by the youth's grip, even Fan Jin would not be able to free himself from his grip!
However, the people pouncing on him from all directions were getting closer and closer. The daggers in their hands were about to pierce Fan Jin!
A silver light flashed in front of everyone. It was as fast as lightning. The person who had been holding onto Fan Jin suddenly felt his hands were empty. When he recovered, Fan Jin was nowhere to be found, and his five fingers had been chopped off at the base! Fresh red blood spurted out from his wound!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The silver bolt of lightning suddenly flashed to appear beside Jun Xie. In the instant that it appeared, it revealed Fei Yan's pretty smiling face, and in his hand, was Fan Jin who was looking rather shocked.
"I say, it's not a bad thing to have a sense of justice, but before it's done, brother, shouldn't you use your brain a little more?" Fei Yan released his grip, and looked at Fan Jin helplessly.
Fan Jin's eyes were filled with shock. He had yet to digest everything that had happened.
The youth whose fingers had been chopped off was still wailing and the rest of the youths who had been prepared to attack Fan Jin were all frozen in their spots. More than twenty youths who had been struggling bitterly on the ground had all stood up at that moment, their faces filled with wariness as they stared at Fan Jin standing behind Jun Xie.
"What the hell … is going on?" Fan Jin looked at the youths who were as good as new. No matter how stupid he was, he could tell that they were not injured at all. The blood on their bodies was just smeared on deliberately.
"It is obvious, this is a trap." Qiao Chu said as he walked unsteadily to Fan Jin's side and patted Fan Jin on the shoulder. "I thought you had already found out and were deliberately cooperating. It seems like you really don't know?"
"I … What should I know?" Fan Jin's mind was a mess. He couldn't figure out the truth at all.
"These people don't need you to save them at all. The reason why they are here is to take your life." Qiao Chu said kindly.
"What!?" Fan Jin's face suddenly turned pale. In an instant, he saw that the twenty over youths were already closing in on them. Beast ring spirits were summoned one after another, and they were all baring their menacing fangs at him.
"Fan Jin, don't even think of walking out of the Battle Spirits Forest alive today. If you don't want to drag the others down with you, you'd better surrender." The leader of the group of youths said as he stared venomously at Fan Jin.
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