Chapter 744: Chapter 744

Ding Fan blinked, and with an easy and delighted manner, he readily took care of Baldie and that Li Long.

"Who sent you here?" Ding Fan asked Mingyue indifferently as he looked to the side.

At that moment, Ding Fan's demeanor was very calm, and his tone was gentle, as if the one who had just knocked out Baldie and Li Long wasn't him at all.

Mingyue's expression was extremely solemn at this time.

Although Mingyue could also easily deal with Baldie and Li Long, how old was Ding Fan? At such a young age, to be able to consecutively take down two Human Level martial artists...

Mingyue now put away any underestimating thoughts.

"I am from the Myriad Demon Sect..." Mingyue did not hide it.

When people from the Myriad Demon Sect carried out tasks, they tended to do so arrogantly, as if afraid that others wouldn't know they were from the Myriad Demon Sect.

"So who sent you? Your sect master, or Bian Zhimu?" Ding Fan asked.

Mingyue was taken aback, not expecting Ding Fan to know so much. "Anyway, you're about to die, so I might as well let you die with some knowledge, the one who sent me is Bian Zhimu."

Indeed it was Bian Zhimu.

Back in the Haijiao Jungle, Bian Zhimu had set up a Great Formation at the exit of the pit, trapping many powerful individuals.

Lady Fang broke Bian Zhimu's personal Defensive Array upon Ding Fan's advice. They managed to subdue Bian Zhimu, which allowed everyone trapped in the pit to escape.

"Where is Bian Zhimu now?" Ding Fan asked with a dark look in his eyes.

The feud between Ding Fan and Bian Zhimu was extensive; it was time to resolve the grudge between the two of them.

While Bian Zhimu was in charge of the Sankou Group, Ding Fan's controlled Red Spider was almost completely annihilated by him. Even in the pit, Bian Zhimu had resolved to kill him...

Ding Fan would certainly not sit idly by to someone who sought his life...

"Where Bian Zhimu is, is no longer for you to worry about, but I advise you to be more concerned about yourself!" Mingyue said coldly.

Boom... At that moment, the aura on Mingyue's body suddenly burst forth, a considerable force bearing down.

Ding Fan knew that the other party was trying to use intimidation. However, he remained completely indifferent.

Ding Fan had been to the Immortal Realm, and even slain a Heavenly Level third-grade like Lady Fang; how could he possibly consider a mere Earth Level fifth-grade important.

Mingyue saw Ding Fan's calm composure with a frown.

In the Secular World, being an Earth Level fifth-grade was already very powerful, many couldn't even lift their heads under Mingyue's aura, and would dare not even breathe too loudly, yet looking at Ding Fan now, he seemed utterly unmoved.

It was rare to find someone who could remain so unflustered and composed in the face of an enemy, especially a young person.

"You're quite good; if it wasn't for the fact that you need to die, I could consider taking you as a disciple," Mingyue said.

Just because of Ding Fan's steadfastness alone, he would be considered good cultivation material.

Ding Fan snorted lightly. "However, I feel your talent is dull, and you are simply not suitable to be my disciple..."

Mingyue let out a light snort. "Arrogant youngster, today I will make you pay a heavy price!"

Upon saying this, Mingyue mobilized his Inner Strength. In an instant, he gathered all his Inner Strength in his fists.

Then Mingyue shouted low, darted forward with his body, and swung both fists simultaneously, aiming directly at Ding Fan's vital points.

When Mingyue faced young opponents, he'd normally let them have a few moves, but today he didn't do so, recognizing that Ding Fan definitely wouldn't be so simple.

Thus, he used his killing move as soon as he struck, with fists blazing.

If anyone who knew Mingyue saw this scene, they would undoubtedly be shocked. The posture in which Mingyue was fighting Ding Fan was like sparring with a master.

And yet, his opponent was just a young man in his early twenties.

Just as his fists were about to blast onto Ding Fan, Ding Fan simply dodged one of the fists and reached out with his other hand to grab Mingyue's fist.

Mingyue saw Ding Fan attempting to grab his fist with a palm and felt an inner sneer.

Previously, Ding Fan used this move to catch Baldie's fist, then crushed his hand bones, rendering him unconscious.

Mingyue chuckled inwardly at Ding Fan's overestimation, planning to use the same method against him.

Immediately, Mingyue increased his punch's force, thinking clearly that since you want to grab my fist, I will completely shatter your hand into dust.

Mingyue's thoughts were quite positive, but reality proved to be very cruel as his fist was firmly grasped by Ding Fan.

This scene was exactly like the one where Ding Fan held Baldie's fist.

"You..." Mingyue furrowed his brow tightly.

Being a renowned Earth Level fifth-grade martial artist, it would be embarrassing if anyone knew that his fist was caught by a man barely past his twenties. His prestige would have no place to rest.

Mingyue thought he had given Ding Fan sufficient respect by attacking full force without giving him chances...

Yet now, he realized that he had underestimated Ding Fan, who was not as simple as he'd imagined.

Mingyue attempted to pull back his fist.

But as he tried, he found that his fist seemed rooted in Ding Fan's palm, utterly unable to budge.

Mingyue's reaction was quick, with her other fist that wasn't under control, she directly counter-chopped towards Ding Fan's forehead.

At this moment, a Wind Blade sliced through the air, emitting a piercing shriek.

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Mingyue's retaliating arm was severed by Ding Fan in the blink of an eye, and the dismembered limb landed on the ground, blood immediately staining the earth red.

Even Mingyue couldn't help but let out a miserable scream at this point.

No matter how high her cultivation was, the pain of a severed limb was not something that just anyone could endure.

"Ah... You little thief, today I'll have your life..." Mingyue was now on edge.

Mingyue suddenly exerted strength, trying to pull back the fist that Ding Fan controlled.

But if Ding Fan was holding on, how could he possibly let go of Mingyue's fist.

Mingyue used all her strength but failed to pull it free...

"Where is Bian Zhimu right now, and who is he with..." Ding Fan looked at Mingyue, his face calm. He seemed to not even notice Mingyue's roaring and struggling.

"I'll ****..." Mingyue, driven to the extreme of anger, even began to curse.

However, before Mingyue could finish speaking, Ding Fan, gripping Mingyue's hand, suddenly exerted force.

Mingyue suddenly felt an overwhelming power transmited.

Mingyue had wanted to struggle, but under that power, her palm was quickly crushed to pulp by Ding Fan, and the sound of breaking bones was incessant.

Bian Zhimu also let out a truly miserable scream at this point.

The cries of agony from Bian Zhimu now were not any less than those of the Bald Man's.

"Where is Bian Zhimu now, and with whom." Ding Fan's tone remained faint. "However, if you don't speak this time, don't blame me for ripping your arm off directly..."

Ding Fan's tone was indifferent, but his words caused Mingyue to sweat profusely.

No sooner had Ding Fan appeared than he had disposed of two attendants, and now he was dominating Mingyue...

Mingyue could tell, given the strength of Ding Fan's grip, that tearing off her arm would be a matter of mere minutes.

"Bian Zhimu is currently at a villa on the edge of Haijiao Jungle..." Mingyue hurriedly shared the information about Bian Zhimu with Ding Fan, fearful that he would truly tear off her arm.

Ding Fan did not speak, his palm immediately increasing the pressure.

Mingyue couldn't hold out and let out another scream of agony...

Mingyue instantly understood why Ding Fan intensified his grip—it was because she hadn't answered who was with Bian Zhimu, so Ding Fan was punishing her...

"I'll talk... I'll talk..." Bian Zhimu hurriedly begged for mercy.

Ding Fan then eased his grip once again.

Mingyue exhaled in relief, and then said, "Bian Zhimu is with a Heavenly Level Old Demon, it seems that the Old Demon's name is Hua Zhimo..."

Mingyue took several deep breaths, then continued, "It seems that Bian Zhimu is trying to ally with the Old Demon to deal with you... as far as I know, except for that Heavenly God, Mingyue has also invited the Poison King from the Myriad Demon Sect... if not in two days, then by the day after tomorrow at the latest, I believe they will definitely arrive!"

Ding Fan hadn't expected Bian Zhimu to invest so heavily, now even inviting Hua Zhimo over.

"Who is the Poison King?" Ding Fan asked.

"The Poison King, his real name is no longer remembered by anyone, but those around him all call this person Poison King. His poison skills are formidable, killing insidiously and even the Old Demon Hua Zhimo gives him some respect."

Ding Fan nodded, able to make someone like Hua Zhimo show respect, from this perspective, the Poison King must indeed have some abilities.

Mingyue went on, "Bian Zhimu gave me the task to closely monitor this place, waiting for reinforcements to arrive and to kill you and everyone with you, leaving no one alive!"

Ding Fan's eyebrows furrowed deeply.

One doesn't provoke trouble with a tiger, but the tiger harbors the intent to harm! It seems that today, all grievances with Bian Zhimu must be settled.

Mingyue, in order to save her life, had disclosed everything she knew.

"Take me there..." Ding Fan said indifferently.

Mingyue was taken aback, then glanced at Ding Fan. "Where to?"

"To the villa at the edge of Haijiao Jungle," Ding Fan said faintly.

Mingyue at this moment looked puzzled, she had made it quite clear, there was a Heavenly God in that villa, and the Poison King would be arriving soon.

A normal person, upon hearing this news, would definitely rush to flee.

With both the Heavenly God and the Poison King mentioned, why would one wait and not run?

But Mingyue hadn't expected Ding Fan to actually ask her to take him there. For a moment, Mingyue looked at Ding Fan, wondering if he believed he could beat the Heavenly Level God Hua Zhimo?

By now, Mingyue admitted that Ding Fan was indeed very formidable, but she still didn't think that Ding Fan could contend with a Heavenly God...

Of all the Heavenly Gods Mingyue had met, each of them had cultivated to the Heavenly Level only after a hundred years of age, Ding Fan at this age, it was absolutely impossible for him to step into the Heavenly Level...