What the fuck!
What's going on?!
Why would Yang Fan suddenly appear on this battlefield?
Is this a hallucination? Is the person who chopped off the hawk's head really the Yang Fan we know?
Gu Zeyan, Liu Silong, and Hu Chen opened their mouths wide with shock, and they repeatedly stopped their attacks that were almost within reach. This sudden and unexpected event had almost caused their waists to be chopped off.
Does it have to be so exciting?
Does it have to be so awesome?
That was a Half-step Demon Royal! His strength was no weaker than any of the three Half-step Demon Royal!
Even if it was heavily injured and its strength had decreased greatly, its cultivation hadn't dropped at all. Wasn't it obvious that the joint forces of the three of them required such a long time to kill it?
But now, Yang Fan had actually directly chopped off its head with a single strike of his saber.
Precisely speaking, it wasn't a single strike, and it was 10 consecutive strikes in the blink of an eye before the final strike took its life.
But even then, it was still extremely extraordinary.
The defenses of a Half-step Demon Emperor's flesh, blood, and bones were shocking. Under normal circumstances, unless it was an expert at the same cultivation level, it would be utterly impossible to break through the defense on the surface.
But Yang Fan was merely at the Half-step King Realm, so even if he possessed a divine weapon, it shouldn't have been possible for him to chop off the head of a Half-step Demon Emperor.
This didn't make sense!
"This brat, he really can surprise me every time!"
"Did he rely on the advantage of the formation, or did he himself possess some sort of Divine Ability that can disregard the defenses of Half-step Demon Emperors?"
"He appeared soundlessly just now, and even I, Brother Hu, wasn't able to notice his figure and aura at the first possible moment. He's really extraordinary, and he's good material to be an assassin!"
The three of them sighed with emotion via voice transmission.
In the end, when they heard Hu Chen sigh with emotion, both Gu Zeyan and Liu Silong were slightly displeased and glanced at Hu Chen with disdain.
'This old assassin, can't he be a little more reasonable in his head?
How could a peerless genius like Yang Fan, who was an Emperor-level physician, Emperor-level necromancer, and a grandmaster of formations, become an assassin who could die at any time?
That's called wasting talent, do you know that?
"What's with that look? Are you looking down on us assassins? "
Hu Chen glared at his two old partners with extreme dissatisfaction.
"We don't look down on the Assassin profession, and no one can determine the importance of the Assassin profession."
Gu Zeyan shook his head and said, "We just feel that with Yang Fan's current status and ability, there is no need for him to participate in any life-threatening profession."
Almost all the half-step Rulers and emperor-level martial artists in the Federation wanted to protect Yang Fan, so how could they be willing to let him take the risk to become an assassin?
What a joke!
Hu Chen was speechless.
Did he say that he wanted Yang Fan to be an assassin? He just felt that Yang Fan had a very good talent as an assassin, okay?
He wasn't a fool. How could he let Yang Fan, his precious treasure, take such a risk?
Besides, there was no harm in learning more about the Assassin profession. Even if he didn't use it himself, he could use it for self-defense. Were these two old fogeys' brains fried?
"Professors, this student will keep this half-step Demon Emperor beast soul for now. Later, I will give you the corresponding soul-refining golden pill as compensation."
While speaking, Yang Fan directly used the Soul Capture Technique to capture Ying Zhangtian's drifting Soul Origin into his own Sea of Knowledge.
Gu Zeyan and the other two shrugged. Naturally, they didn't have any objections. With Yang Fan, an emperor-level necromancer, there was no need for them to use any emperor-level beast soul capturing tool.
The issue of trust was not a problem for them at all. The extremely friendly favorability made them have no doubts about Yang Fan at all.
What's more, even if they collected the half-step Demon Emperor beast soul themselves, they would still have to hand it over to Yang Fan in the end.
Since that was the case, there was no need for them to do anything else.
"As for the corpse of the half-step Demon Emperor, I wonder if the three professors are going to …"
"That's not important." Before Yang Fan finished his words, Gu Zeyan directly waved his hand and said, "You can do as you see fit. For now, killing demons is the priority!"
Liu Silong nodded and added, "That's right, that's right. Student Yang Fan, we haven't had enough fun in the battle just now. You should send us to the next Demonic Beast now. Our broadswords are already thirsting for blood!"
The corpse of a half-step Demon Emperor was precious, but the situation in front of them was even more tense.
There were twelve half-step Demon Emperors, and they had only killed one. There were still eleven left for them to deal with.
Yang Fan nodded, "If that's the case, then this corpse will be left to this student to deal with. After this battle is over, this student will definitely give all the seniors a reasonable explanation."
"In addition, I have a presumptuous request, I wonder if …"
"Don't beat around the bush, just say it!" Gu Zeyan continued, "You don't have to be so polite in front of us!"
Yang Fan smiled in gratitude and said straightforwardly, "I've made some progress in my training recently and am in need of the blood of high-level demon beasts to refine my soul. The twelve half-step demon emperors in front of me seem to be perfect for the job. Therefore, would you mind giving the last attack to me?"
"You want to deal the last blow?"
Gu Zeyan frowned. Thinking of Yang Fan's amazing performance when he suddenly appeared just now, he instantly understood.
No wonder this kid would come out to take the risk when this big bird was dying. It turned out that he was just trying to refine his courage.
[Does he have to be so exaggerated?]
[It's just to refine his courage. Is it necessary to kill a half-step Demon Emperor right away? Isn't this kid too ambitious?]
Back in the day, even these old guys had never dared to think of using half-step Demon Emperors to refine their courage when their cultivations had reached the King Realm or even the Emperor Realm.
Gu Zeyan smacked his lips twice before replying softly, "Logically speaking, it doesn't matter to us who kills these half-step Demon Emperors in the end. As long as we can kill them, we can kill them however we want. It's not impossible to let you deal the last blow."
"It's just that I'm afraid this centipede won't fall down even after death."
"Student Yang Fan, it's really too risky for you to do such a thing with your current cultivation. What if one of the demon beasts is pretending to be dead and suddenly attacks you when you're about to die? We may not be able to save you in time!"
"Old Gu, you worry too much!" Yang Fan shook his head and smiled, "Old Gu, don't forget this student's identity. I'm an Emperor Grade Doctor and an Emperor Grade Soul Refiner. Whether these demon beasts are seriously injured or dying, or whether their Souls are really damaged, this student can see at a glance."
"Moreover, this Ten Directions Demon Slaying Array is this student's home field. Even if the humans and demon beasts want to counterattack, this student has the ability to protect himself."
In order to get a chance to deal the last blow and gain the vitality and experience of these half-step Demon Emperors after their deaths, Yang Fan had racked his brains and was even about to throw away his face.
In any case, even if Gu Zeyan and the other big shots killed these half-step Demon Emperors with their own hands, they wouldn't obtain any substantial benefits except for the possibility of being splashed with blood. Since that was the case, why not let Yang Fan take advantage of it?
This half-step Demon Emperor was worth tens of millions of points of vitality and experience. If it was wasted in vain, Yang Fan would definitely be so distressed that he couldn't sleep at night.
"This …" Gu Zeyan hesitated for a moment, turned his head, and looked at Liu and Hu beside him. Finally, he nodded slightly and said, "We can give it a try. But when you attack, the three of us must be within 10 meters. Otherwise, we really can't rest assured."
Yang Fan bowed gratefully again and said, "Thank you for your consideration, professors. This student can't thank you enough!"
After that, Yang Fan changed his mind. Under the premise of getting the approval of the three, he directly transmitted the three old professors in front of him, who were eager to fight, to another node of the array.
There, a pangolin at the half-step Demon Emperor level was waiting for them.
After sending Gu Zeyan and the other two away, Yang Fan glanced at the corpse of the Eagle Demon under his feet and directly used the Intermediate Harvest skill.
"You have used the Intermediate Harvest skill on the corpse of the half-step Demon Emperor Ying Zhangtian. Harvest successful. Half-step Demon Emperor level blood essence + 99, Half-step Demon Emperor level meat + 99, Half-step Demon Emperor level demon core + 1, Half-step Demon Emperor level eagle bone + 20, Spirit + 5, Skill Proficiency + 20."
"You have used Intermediate Harvest on the corpse of Half-Step Demon Emperor Ying Zhangtian. Harvest successful. Half-step Demon Emperor Blood Essence + 99, Half-step Demon Emperor Flesh Essence + 99, Half-step Demon Emperor Essence + 15, Half-step Demon Emperor Feathers + 99, Mental Strength + 5, Skill Proficiency + 20."
"…"
After using the Intermediate Harvest skill on Ying Zhangtian's corpse several times in a row, and all the valuable things were collected, the corpse of the eagle suddenly shrank by a third.
Not wanting to waste so much blood, flesh, tendons and bones here, Yang Fan moved his mind slightly and summoned Dahei from the pet space again.
The corpse of the half-step Demon Emperor was so rich in energy. Rather than leaving it here to be absorbed by the Evil Slayer Formation, it was better to give it to Dahei, this silly dog.
After all, with Gu Zeyan and the other half-step Rulers around, the Ten Directional Purgatory Devil Slaying Formation no longer needed to absorb more demonic beasts' flesh and blood to strengthen the formation's murderous aura.
"Papa!"
"Master, you are finally willing to call me out. I was almost suffocated to death in that small dark room!"
As soon as it came out, Dahei wagged its tail and circled around Yang Fan, appearing to be very affectionate.
However, when it saw the pile of big bird corpses piled up in front of Yang Fan like a small hill, its two doggy eyes were wide open!
Its mouth was wide open, its tongue was sticking out, and saliva kept dripping down.
"This is … this is the corpse of a half-step Demon Emperor?"
"I am not mistaken, am I? This is really the corpse of a half-step Demon Emperor! Woof, woof! "
Dahei was so excited that it directly barked like a dog. After that, it didn't directly pounce on the corpses. Instead, it turned its head obediently and looked at Yang Fan eagerly.
"My handsome and great master, Papa, did you leave all the flesh and blood of the half-step demon emperors to me?"
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