Most of the people around knew the two monks who stopped Wang Fan.
These two people are extremely notorious in this area, and their strength has reached the first level. It can be said that apart from the people in the Spirit Demon Palace, these two people are the most arrogant and domineering.
Anyone who is targeted by them will not end up well in the end and will definitely be brutally killed.
Wang Fan looked at the two people standing in front of him, calm on the surface but sneering on the inside. He asked calmly, "You want to rob me?"
"Haha." After hearing Wang Fan's words, the two people couldn't help but laugh wildly, "I didn't expect you to be stupid. Now that you know my purpose, why don't you obediently hand over the storage bag?"
However, soon they couldn't laugh anymore.
Because the next two words that came out of Wang Fan's mouth caused their smiles to completely freeze and their expressions to turn completely gloomy.
"idiot."
Just listening to Wang Fan's words, he had already dodged and killed the two of them directly.
Faced with such a monk who wanted to kill people and seize treasures, Wang Fan had nothing to say nonsense, so he naturally showed no mercy.
What's more, he knows that in this sea of Devil's Abyss, there is no logic at all. If you want to avoid being targeted by others, you can only be strong yourself.
With a flash of his body, Wang Fan arrived in front of the two men in an instant, grabbed the shadow knife in his hand, and slashed out wildly.
In order to avoid successive troubles, Wang Fan planned to kill the chickens to scare the monkeys and kill these two people directly with thunderous means to avoid future troubles. So as soon as he took action, he directly used the Qijue Sword.
Those two people were already very angry when they heard that Wang Fan dared to call them idiots. When they saw that Wang Fan dared to attack them, their faces were even more angry.
However, before they had time to frantically mobilize their spiritual energy and plan to kill Wang Fan in one fell swoop, Wang Fan's shadow sword had already been chopped down.
A violent killing force swept over them, leaving only patches of sword light where they could see them.
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br> In their eyes, the sword light had almost covered the sky and the sun, completely enveloping them.
"No, this guy is a tough guy." At this moment, the two of them were shocked. How could they not understand that they had kicked an iron plate?
They frantically stirred up spiritual energy and brandished weapons, trying to resist, but the pieces of sword mu had already set off a momentum of tearing everything apart, and they blasted down crazily.
At this moment, they were shocked to find that they could not resist such a violent sword light.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk.
In just an instant, the weapons in their hands were torn to pieces, and countless sword lights fell on them, setting off a trail of blood mist.
By the time the sword light dissipated, the two of them were completely dead and turned into a puddle of minced flesh.
Looking at this scene, the whole place fell into deathly silence.
The way everyone looked at Wang Fan changed and became extremely horrified.
In their eyes, there was no longer greed, but only fear and apprehension.
After Wang Fan killed the two men, he turned his eyes and glanced at those who were about to make a move. Those people were shocked and lowered their heads.
The sarcasm in Wang Fan's eyes flashed away, and then his body flashed and disappeared.
Half an hour later, Wang Fan arrived at the Baibao Pavilion pointed by the young scholar.
Looking at the sign with flashing golden characters, he stepped in without hesitation.
This Hundred Treasure Pavilion is divided into three floors, the first floor is the largest. When he entered, there were already many monks on the first floor.
However, those monks were busy with their own affairs and no one paid any attention to Wang Fan.
Wang Fan didn't bother to pay attention to them,
After walking around on the first floor, I finally came to an area selling maps.
The person in charge of this area is a middle-aged male cultivator whose strength is at the eighth level of the Xuan Realm.
When Wang Fan arrived, he was lying on a wicker chair and taking a nap. After noticing Wang Fan's arrival, he just raised his eyelids, then closed them again and ignored him.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and couldn't help but laugh. The Sea of Demonic Abyss was already weird enough, but he didn't expect that the people selling things were so weird.
However, he didn't care, but asked softly, "Friend, do you have a map leading to the Long'ao Empire?"
"The map leading to the Long'ao Empire?" The middle-aged male cultivator murmured, then opened his eyes and glanced at Wang Fan carefully, then closed his eyes again, saying nothing.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and couldn't help but frown, and asked again, "Excuse me?"
"Yes, but you can't afford it, so please leave and don't disturb my rest." The middle-aged male cultivator frowned and spoke impatiently under Wang Fan's questioning.
"How do you know I can't afford it? How many spiritual stones?" Wang Fan asked with the same frown.
If he hadn't been unwilling to bother, based on this guy's attitude alone, he wouldn't have bought the map here.
"Can you afford ten million high-grade spiritual stones?" the middle-aged male cultivator said disdainfully.
"Show me the map first. If the map is true, the spirit stone is not a problem." Wang Fan said calmly.
After hearing this, the middle-aged man finally couldn't help but sit up, and his eyes flashed when he looked at Wang Fan.
"Boy, you'd better not entertain me, otherwise you'll have to pay a price for disturbing my rest."
The middle-aged man said coldly, grabbed a map with his big hand, and threw it towards Wang Fan.
Wang Fan has no nonsense.
He took it and looked at it carefully.
The middle-aged man did not continue to say anything, but looked at Wang Fan coldly.
With his strength, although he couldn't see through Wang Fan's cultivation level, in his opinion, Wang Fan probably hid his cultivation level, so he couldn't see through it.
He didn't believe how powerful Wang Fan could be at his age.
After all, at Wang Fan's age, unless he is a genius from a powerful sect, he will never be that powerful.
But having said that, if Wang Fan was really the genius of those powerful sects, why would he come here to buy maps?
That's why he felt confident and dared to threaten Wang Fan.
Wang Fan scanned the map carefully for a while and found that this was indeed true. Not only were several routes to the Longao Empire marked, but also dangerous areas were marked.
However, it would be impossible for him to completely memorize the map in a short period of time. This is probably why the middle-aged man dared to let him look at the map.
After confirming that the map was authentic, Wang Fan didn't waste any time. He grabbed an empty storage bag, put ten million high-grade spiritual stones in it, and then threw it to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man took the storage bag and looked at it with a shocked expression. He took a deep look at Wang Fan and suddenly said loudly,
"It seems that I made a mistake. I didn't expect you to actually be able to afford a map worth ten million high-grade spiritual stones?"
"I also have a map with safe routes marked here. Do you want it? This map only costs 30 million high-grade spiritual stones."
The middle-aged man's voice immediately attracted the attention of many monks around him. In an instant, almost all the monks glanced at Wang Fan.
"I'm sorry, I can't afford the 30 million map, so just buy this one." Wang Fan felt cold in his heart, took a deep look at this guy, grabbed the map, and left Baibao Pavilion directly.
This chapter has been completed!