Chapter 642 Pan Shaoyang, Lord Sword Emperor? !

After the beast horde receded, Yang Fan was not idle.

After teaching An Le how to use the C-level psychic protection formation, Yang Fan left a spore clone to assist in the city, while his own real body rode a big dog, holding a small flower, and galloped all the way to the east for more than two hundred people. Rush to Yangcheng in the city.

Now all over the place are suffering from animal hordes, time is urgent, he is afraid that if he goes late, there will be no time for anything.

The big dog was traveling very fast, and on the way, he did not see the so-called corpses strewn all over the field.

Because all the human corpses who died in vain by the roadside had almost all entered the stomachs of wild monsters.

When passing some provincial roads and national roads, I saw that the road was full of large and small vehicles, each of which represented at least one person died.

Yang Fan's mood became a little heavy.

Because no matter in the game or in reality, when the spiritual power was first awakened more than a hundred years ago, the tragic situation encountered by the ancients who were accustomed to the peaceful age would definitely be worse than what he saw before his eyes. Ten times and a hundred times more tragic.

This is just a highway, the scattered population along the way, large human gathering cities like Rongcheng and Yangcheng, have a population of millions at every turn, once the city is destroyed, the death is even more shocking.

"Naughty animal! You are looking for death, eat me with a sword!"

"Roar!!"

When passing through a jungle and mountainous area, Yang Fan moved his ears, raised his hand and patted Dahei's head lightly, Dahei understood, and his forward figure came to an abrupt stop, and his braking ability was even stronger than that of some big-brand cars Fork much.

Listening to the voice and arguing, Yang Fan's spiritual sense directly probed deep into the dense forest.

About one kilometer away from him, a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old was holding a long sword and struggling to fight a third-level monster.

Beside him, there were already two corpses of monster beasts with their necks cut off, and at the same time, the corpses of two middle-aged men with half of their bodies missing.

Apparently, the group of three were attacked by monsters. Except for this young man, the other two companions were all devoured by monsters.

"This kid, your swordsmanship is pretty good!"

Yang Fan's eyes fell on the young man who was swinging the sword. Judging from the scars on the necks of the two monsters on the ground,

It should all be due to the long sword in this young man's hand.

With one enemy and three, and he won the battle, this young man's courage and force are not bad.

Yang Fan was not in a hurry to help, because he saw that the third-level monster was at the end of its strength, and the young man felt resentful and needed to vent it.

brush! brush! brush!

The young man flew up, chained three swords, and the sword never left the monster's throat. When he fell to the ground again, the third-level monster he was fighting with had been separated and turned into a corpse.

"Lao Wang, Lao Yang, did you see that, I will avenge your revenge!"

When the crisis was over, the courage of the young man was vented, and he collapsed to the ground, sitting next to the mutilated corpses of two middle-aged men, panting heavily.

Yang Fan's divine sense swipe, and found that there are three third-level monsters approaching at a distance of a thousand or several hundred meters away from the young man. Their huge figures shuttled through the jungle, but they were like civet cats. Very fast.

The flesh and blood of the two middle-aged men's corpses, and the bloody aura emanating from the three monsters, in such a wilderness, it is easy to attract nearby monsters.

Especially the fresh flesh and blood corpses of those two middle-aged men are absolutely fatal to the attraction of the Yaozu.

That is, right now, most of the monsters in the wild are unconsciously converging to towns and big cities with more populations. Now there are not many monsters left in the wilderness, otherwise, there would be more than three monsters coming over now Level 3 monsters are that simple.

"Who?!"

Finally, when the three monsters approached about a hundred meters away, their running and shuttling sounds could no longer be concealed.

Hearing the movement, the young man was shocked, and shot up from the ground quickly again, with the long sword in his hand standing horizontally in front of his chest in a defensive sword posture.

However, when he saw three more monsters with even bigger sizes pressing towards him, a trace of despair appeared on the young man's already extremely pale face.

In order to kill the three monsters around him before, he was already exerting all his mental energy and was exhausted. He didn't expect that just after killing the three monsters before him, before he even had time to catch his breath, three more came from behind.

Yaoshou!

Is he destined to die here today?

In the present wilderness, there are many monsters, and he has seen too many human beings being swallowed alive by those monsters running around.

Without reinforcements, without help, there is no way to survive except by himself. But now, even he himself was a little unreliable, hungry and weak, and facing three menacing giant monsters, the young man really didn't have the confidence to fight against them.

But he definitely didn't want to sit here and wait to die. When the three third-level monsters were about to pounce on him, the young man raised his sword and flew up the tree. Climb directly to the top of the 100-meter-high tree crown.

Yang Fan shook his head slightly. The forest transformed by the tide of spiritual power is similar to those primitive forests that seem to have existed for hundreds of thousands of years. The trees inside are tall and cover the sky, and the height of the trees is 100 meters.

But at this time, is it really possible to avoid danger by climbing the top of the tree?

But now, what he was facing was a third-level monster that had already activated its intelligence. How could it be possible to return without success like that kind of ignorant ordinary beast?

"Master, that little guy's luck seems to be quite good." At this moment, Xiao Hua whispered: "Look at the two fruits on the tree where he is, they seem to be spiritual fruits. Eat them, That little guy will not only fully recover his energy, blood and physical strength, but maybe his strength will also go a step further."

"Papa!"

Dahei interjected: "This should be the endless road that humans often say?"

"Stupid!" Xiao Hua gave Da Hei a contemptuous look, and said, "It should be said that auspicious people have their own auspiciousness! This little guy's luck is very good!"

Yang Fan nodded slightly in agreement.

It has to be said that the young man's luck was indeed very good. He climbed a tree casually and encountered a spirit fruit.

But this is not a big deal, the kid's greatest luck today is actually meeting him, Yang, otherwise, in such a wilderness, even if he is given more spiritual fruits, this kid will not even think about getting out of here alive go out.

"If I'm not in a hurry, I don't mind watching a little more drama here, but for now, let's make a quick decision."

Seeing the monster that had rushed under the tree and was about to devour the corpses of two middle-aged men on the ground, Yang Fan frowned, and patted Dahei's head lightly. After a distance of two kilometers, it arrived in an instant.

The huge aura of the fifth-level monster general frightened the three third-level monsters to tremble, and they crawled directly to the ground.

Dahei glanced at them with disdain, stepped forward, and slapped one of them to death, simply and neatly.

Then, the huge dog's mouth opened, swallowing all the corpses of monsters on the ground in the blink of an eye.

The young man on the tree was so frightened that the fruit he had just picked almost fell to the ground.

Nima.

A more ruthless one came unexpectedly!

Is this God going to kill him?

Dahei's figure is huge, and the hair on his neck blocked the young man's sight, so he didn't immediately notice Yang Fan who was sitting on Dahei's neck.

"Okay, little brother!" Yang Fan jumped on top of Dahei's head, looked up at the canopy of the tree, and said, "This big dog is my pet beast, it doesn't hurt anyone, can you come down and tell me?"

The young man looked at Yang Fan standing on top of the black dog in surprise, with an expression of disbelief, never expecting that someone could control this huge mutated monster.

"Don't worry, I have no malicious intentions." Seeing the vigilance on the young man's face, Yang Fan shook his head slightly, and said, "I'm in a hurry to go to Yangcheng now, if you want, we can go on the road together, and there will be someone on the way." Take care."

"If you don't want to, I won't stay here for too long, and I will leave immediately. However, if you want to see other people next time, you don't know when you will have to wait."

Yang Fan didn't have time to stay here with him. If he hadn't met him just by chance, and seeing that this kid was talented, and he was the first living person Yang Fan met during his journey, Yang Fan might not have stayed here for a while.

After all, his goal is Yangcheng, where there are more human races waiting for him to rescue.

"Wait! I'm coming down!"

Hearing the words, the young man gritted his teeth, no longer hesitated, and rushed down with a whoosh.

He knew that the person below was right. Now in the wilderness, there are dozens of kilometers away from the nearest Yangcheng. If he is alone, it is impossible to return to Yangcheng alive no matter what.

And the stranger riding a big dog in front of him seemed to have some skills, following him might really be a way out.

In this situation, the young man doesn't have much choice, even if he has worries in his heart, he still has to take a gamble.

After getting down, the young man was not too close to Yang Fan. He first glanced at the two half-middle-aged corpses on the ground with compassion, then raised his head, and asked Yang Fan: "I am Pan Shaoyang. I don't know what this gentleman is doing. call?"

Climb Shaoyang?

This name has some meaning, it has the same name and surname as the sword emperor of later generations, Yang Fan raised his brows, but he didn't see any heroic aura that the sword emperor should have in the young man, and it is not the same as the statue of the sword emperor similarities.

I really thought too much, how could this immature boy be the Sword Emperor?

Yang Fan shook his head slightly, there are so many people with the same name and surname in the world, not to mention Lord Sword Emperor, even if there are people with the same name as Handsome Yang, there are eight hundred if not one thousand people in this world.

The one in front of him should be just a coincidence.

"Just call me Yang Fan." Yang Fan replied softly, "Time is limited, believe me, come up now, and we will leave right away!"

"That..." Pan Shaoyang hesitated, and said: "I want to deal with the corpses of the two colleagues first, it won't take too long, and it will be healed soon!"

Hearing this, Yang Fan took a deep look at the little guy, shook his head slightly and said, "You want to bury them in the ground? Forget it, even if you bury them a hundred meters deep, you can't escape being caught by these monsters in the wild." The destiny of the beast to pick it up and devour it."

After finishing speaking, Yang Fan raised his hand and pointed, a red flame suddenly fell on the two half-mutilated corpses, burning them to ashes in an instant.

Then, under the astonished eyes of the young man, Yang Fan waved his hand again, and a breeze blew, completely blowing the ashes on the ground into the jungle.

"This is the best way to dispose of the corpse."

"Remember, the flesh and blood of human corpses are the best nourishing elixir for monsters. Keep the corpse, no matter where you bury it, you will never escape the fate of being swallowed by monsters."

"Only in this way can they get real relief. At the same time, the monsters will not evolve again because of their corpses, and their strength will become stronger."

Yang Fan returned to the big dog's neck again, patted the open space around him, and glanced at Pan Shaoyang.

Pan Shaoyang understood, bowed solemnly to Yang Fan, then stopped hesitating, flew up silently and landed on Yang Fan's side.

Yang Fan patted Dahei's head again, and ordered softly:

"Leave Dahei, go to Yangcheng!"