Chapter 2018 Mo Feng

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"Seven Kills Liuyun Sword, the first kill, the second kill, the third kill!" Wang Fan's low roar came out crazily, and three terrifying waves of swords had already been stirred up.

The three waves of swords were like three meteors, rolling up violent energy, and instantly hit the five waves of air that covered the sky and the sun.

In a burst of rumbling sound, in just an instant, the five air waves that covered the sky and the sun were completely disintegrated and annihilated.

At the moment when the five waves of energy collapsed and were annihilated, the three waves of swords split into countless numbers and swept towards the five ugly men.

Tsk tsk tsk tsk.

Countless waves of knives bombarded the five people, and the five people were blown away without any surprise.

The bright red blood dyed the ground red. When they fell to the ground, they were completely torn into pieces, leaving only a pool of flesh and blood. ??

"This, this..." The ugly man who was lucky enough to survive looked at this scene and was completely dumbfounded.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch violently, and his eyes were filled with horror.

Horrible, really terrible.

He never thought that the seemingly harmless young man in front of him would be so terrifying.

Originally, he thought that they encountered a soft persimmon this time, but who would have thought that this turned out to be an extremely hard iron plate.

Wang Fan casually put away the space rings of the six people that were not destroyed, and then turned to look at the ugly middle-aged man who was not dead, "Do you know why I didn't kill you?"

When the ugly middle-aged man heard this, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch. He really wanted to say, wasn't your blow not enough to kill me?

However, at this moment, he did not dare to say that at all, but asked tremblingly, "Why, why?"

Wang Fan smiled and said, "Half a year ago, there was a Chaos Mountains ruthless cultivator at the ninth level of King Realm. He mobilized all Chaos Mountains ruthless cultivators to hunt down one person. Did you know?"

Wang Fanzai

While speaking, a faint cold light appeared in his eyes, as if as long as this guy said he didn't know, he would immediately kill him.

Looking at Wang Fan's expression, the guy dared to say he didn't know. He quickly nodded, "I know, I know."

"It's good to know." Wang Fan nodded with satisfaction, "Who is the ninth-level king-level ruthless man who mobilized the Chaos Mountains, and where is he now?"

"You, you want..." When the ugly middle-aged man heard this question, his expression immediately changed and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"Huh?" Wang Fan looked at the other person's expression and couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

The ugly middle-aged man looked at Wang Fan's expression and couldn't help but feel his heart beat violently. He gritted his teeth and said, "He, he is Master Mo Feng, and he lives in a cave fifty miles away."

As he spoke, the ugly man pointed in one of the directions.

While he said this, he was praying in his heart that Lord Mo Feng must not know about this, otherwise, even if Wang Fan doesn't kill him, Lord Mo Feng will not let him go.

Lord Mo Feng's strength is already at its peak in this Chaotic Mountain Range, and it is extremely terrifying.

His majesty cannot be disobeyed or violated.

"Mo Feng?" Wang Fan murmured, "Very good, you can take me there now."

As he spoke, he lifted up the ugly middle-aged man and ran towards Mo Feng's residence.

At the beginning, Mo Feng mobilized almost all the ruthless people in the Chaos Mountains and laid a dragnet to hunt him down.

Wang Fan has always kept this incident in mind.

If he didn't have the strength, maybe he would still choose to be patient, but now that he has the strength, he can't continue to be patient.

For others, it may not be too late for a gentleman to take revenge, but for Wang Fan, he doesn't want to wait even a moment, unless he really doesn't have the ability to take revenge.

"Sir, sir, no. If I take you there, Lord Mo Feng will kill me." When the ugly middle-aged man saw that Wang Fan was actually taking him to Lord Mo Feng's residence, his face immediately turned green.

Oh my god, isn't this pushing him into a pit of fire?

"You are afraid that he will kill you, aren't you afraid that I will kill you? Stop talking nonsense. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will let you know that there are many things in the world that are more painful and terrifying than death."

Wang Fan said, no longer bothering to pay attention to this guy, his body turned into a rainbow and galloped away into the distance. .??.

A journey of more than fifty miles is not much distance at all in the eyes of a strong man like Wang Fan.

In less than a moment, the two of them arrived at the direction pointed by the ugly middle-aged man.

However, when Wang Fan paused, he couldn't help but frown.

In front of him, there was only a bare mountain peak, with no trace of the cave at all.

Wang Fan's eyes turned cold, and he threw the ugly middle-aged man on the ground and said coldly, "Why didn't I see the cave? Are you lying to me?"

"How dare I." After hearing Wang Fan's words, the ugly middle-aged man said with a sad face, not caring about the pain of being thrown.

"This is really where Lord Mo Feng's cave is. It's just that there is a layer of illusory formation outside, so most people can't detect it at all."

After saying that, he added, "Lord Mo Feng is from the border area. He has many methods and many trump cards. This illusion formation is one of them."

"Borderland?" Wang Fan couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, and then ignored the ugly middle-aged man, and felt it carefully with his eyes.

However, he felt it for a long time, but he didn't feel it at all.

I feel like there are some traces of formation here.

In desperation, Wang Fan could only stretch out his right fist and strike towards the mountain peak in front of him.

Since the mountain peak was transformed into an illusory formation, in his opinion, this punch would never be able to destroy the mountain peak.

When the time comes, he can look for clues to the illusion war based on those subtle fluctuations.

Wang Fan punched out and headed straight towards the towering mountain. However, just as his fist was about to hit the mountain, an invisible ripple suddenly appeared, blocking the way of the mountain.

The fist wind hit the ripples, and the ripples began to tremble rapidly. Along with the trembling, Wang Fan's fist wind was also consumed.

After a while, the fist wind was completely offset, the ripples dissipated, and everything returned to calm again.

"It's interesting." A strange light appeared in Wang Fan's eyes. At the moment when the ripples appeared, he faintly sensed the aura of the formation.

However, because the ripples dissipated too quickly, he could not detect it clearly, let alone break the formation.

Wang Fan murmured, and then clenched his right fist again.

This time, he planned to use greater intensity.

However, at the moment when his right fist was about to blast out, along with a twist in the void, an invisible light door appeared, and a short old man stepped out in one step.

There was a violent aura on his body, and his expression was cold. He looked at Wang Fan and said grimly, "Junior, are you planning to demolish my cave?"

"I have no grievances against you, and I have never provoked you. Why do you want to disturb my Qingxiu?"

The old man's sharp voice sounded like grinding teeth, and cold gleams appeared in his old eyes.

This old man was the ninth-level King Realm who mobilized countless ruthless cultivators to hunt down and annihilate Wang Fan in the Chaotic Mountains.


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