The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Before dark, Chen Fan finally returned to the mine site.

At this time, the slave is still drinking, the miner is still working, and the overseer is also waving the whip in his hand wantonly.

Chen Fan's body was low and he sneaked into the mine from a corner. After observing for a while, he found an overseer sneaking into a tent.

Floating away like a ghost, Chen Fan did not cause anyone to be alarmed, and directly followed the supervisor into the tent!

The light of the storage bag flickered, and a dagger with black light appeared in Chen Fan's palm.

Without any hesitation, he shot like lightning, and only heard a faint tearing sound. Before the overseer in the tent even had time to react, Chen Fan had his neck severed.

The blood sprayed instantly, splashing Chen Fan all over.

But at this moment, he didn't have time to sort out the blood stains on his body, the scene before him almost made him angry!

In the tent under my feet, in addition to placing a lot of spirits, there are two iron cages!

The cage was full of naked girls, and the pungent stench was constantly exuding.

Just like that, two iron cages, no more than four or five meters in diameter, actually trapped twelve girls in a dense crowd!

Chen Fan clearly saw that two girls had been dead for a long time, and corpse spots had appeared on their bodies, and the stench was emitted from the corpses. Now they can even be seen on the faces of the two corpses. Smile of relief before death!

Chen Fan bit his teeth tightly, and his whole body was already shaking with anger.

There are just a group of ordinary people in front of them, and they don't have the slightest cultivation base at all. The Sunnu tribe can do such things to ordinary people!

"Scum!!"

Like a low roar from the depths of his throat, Chen Fan's eyes were already red!

Among the only girls left in front of them, everyone had a desperate and numb look in their eyes, as if they were no longer a group of people, but pets, objects!

Taking off his coat, Chen Fan took out a few more changeable robes from the storage bag. With a big hand, the lock of the iron cage was immediately crushed.

"Stay here and don't say anything, I, take revenge for you!"

After the words fell, Chen Fan saw a girl who looked at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl regaining some brilliance, and she was also the first person to pick up Chen Fan's clothes and cover her body.

Ignoring so much for the time being, Chen Fan stripped off the clothes of the corpse of the overseer on the ground and put it on himself, turned his head and looked at the spirits stored in the place, his eyes were fierce!

Taking out all the poisons bought from Wu Youde from the storage bag, Chen Fan poured it all into a jar of wine.

He did not leave in a hurry, but shook the wine jar little by little.

At the same time, the killing intent in his heart, the crimson color in his eyes became stronger and stronger!

The killing intent seemed to be condensed into substance. If you perceive it carefully at this moment, you can find that the temperature of Chen Fan's body has dropped a lot.

Finally, feeling that all the poison had melted in the wine jar, Chen Fan took a deep breath and walked out of the tent swaggeringly!

He only needs a chance, as long as Hatulu can drink this jar of spirits, Chen Fan will have a chance to shoot.

There is a chance to call them, blood debt is paid!

For a long time, Chen Fan has been very indifferent to the war between the Great Profound Kingdom and the Zhinu tribe. After all, the grand plan is hegemonic, and Jinxiu Jiangshan seems to him to be just a passing moment!

But now, he chose to do this not for the Great Profound Kingdom, but only for the innocent people, for the numb, desperate girl!