Wang Fan's plain voice was like a bomb that exploded here, and everyone was shocked.
Wang Fan?
He turned out to be Wang Fan?
Wang Fan didn't leave the low-level domain?
How can this be? .??.??
There are countless question marks in everyone's mind.
As for Yan Tianwen, even his body started to tremble.
He said he was not afraid of Wang Fan because he thought Wang Fan had left the low-level domain. Now that Wang Fan appeared in front of him, how could he not be afraid?
"You, are you Wang Fan?" Yan Tianwen murmured with a pale face, then shook his head crazily and said, "Impossible, this is impossible!"
"Wang Fan has already left the low-level domain, how could you be Wang Fan? If you are really Wang Fan, then why didn't you help when Yungong was attacked?"
"What did you say?" Just as Yan Tianwen finished speaking, he felt a big cold hand grab his neck and then lift him up.
Wang Fan carried Yan Tianwen like a chicken and asked coldly, "You just said someone attacked Yungong, what's going on?"
His tone was extremely cold, because he didn't know about this at all.
And he was also a little confused. Since someone attacked Yun Gong, why didn't Ji Yun send him a message?
If no one believed in Wang Fan's identity before, now everyone does.
To be able to pick up Yan Tianwen like a chicken so easily, even a ninth-level master might not be able to do it.
Now Wang Fan can do it easily. It is obvious that the person in front of him is Wang Fan.
"Senior, senior, forgive me..." Yan Tianwen's whole heart also turned cold, and he was simply out of his mind.
He no longer dared to be as arrogant as before, but became extremely fearful.
Under that intense fear, he had already forgotten his son's death.
outside.
If he had known that his son would bring him so much trouble, maybe he would have killed the evil son in advance.
"Spare your life? I think you should stop dreaming. I said, I will level your entire city lord's mansion."
Wang Fan sneered, and then with a wave of his hand, Yan Tianwen was thrown into the void. Immediately, without even waiting for Yan Tianwen's body to hit the ground, he was already thrown out with one hundred and eight sharp thorns.
Tsk tsk tsk!
Several scalp-numbing sounds were heard, and in just a moment, Yan Tianwen was nailed by one hundred and eight sharp thorns, and was nailed directly to the city gate.
Dark red blood overflowed from all parts of his body. Compared to the previous deaths of Liao Wuqing and his daughter, it was a hundred times more miserable.
Seeing Wang Fan's fierce attack, Feng Qianshui and other experts from the City Lord's Mansion were already trembling with fear and freezing.
"Senior, we..." At a certain moment, Feng Qianshui couldn't bear it anymore and bit the bullet and wanted to ask for mercy.
However, before he could finish his words, Wang Fan had already slapped him.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and Feng Qianshui had no ability to resist at all, and was already turned into blood mist by Wang Fan's slap.
"escape!"
"Run away!"
Seeing Wang Fan killing Feng Qianshui mercilessly, the others were so frightened that they dared to stay here and fled in all directions.
However, they were not able to escape far as Wang Fan slapped them dozens of times in succession.
Bang bang bang bang!
In the midst of a low explosion and blood mist splashing all over the sky, all the masters of the city lord's palace were hit by the palm shadows and turned into pieces. No one was spared.
Wang Fan even destroyed Ji Yun Dao and Yijian Sect.
Well, he really didn't take the mere Mohe City Lord's Mansion seriously.
These so-called masters of the City Lord's Mansion were even worse than ants in his eyes.
"Wait for me here. I'll be back as soon as I go." After Wang Fan killed these people, he said to Wu Tuo and the other three people, and then entered Mohe City in a flash.
After learning that someone was killing Yun Palace, Wang Fan had no intention of wasting time here at this moment. He just wanted to wipe out the Mohe City Lord's Mansion as soon as possible, and then rush back to Yun Palace.
Amidst a rumbling sound, and just a few dozen breaths, the entire city lord's mansion was completely reduced to rubble.
As for the monks in the City Lord's Mansion, Wang Fan did not move any of those whose cultivation was below the Zun realm. As for the servants, he did not move at all.
He, Wang Fan, is far from ruthless enough to kill even low-level monks and servants.
After razing the main palace of Mohe City, Wang Fan and Wu Tuo and the others hurriedly left Mohe City and rushed to Yungong.
As for Yan Tianwen who was nailed to the city gate, Wang Fan didn't even look at it.
He believes that with his methods, even if he leaves, no one can save Yan Tianwen, and Yan Tianwen can only wait for death.
Wang Fan didn't know that he had only been away for a few hours. When it got dark and everyone at the city gate left, a ferocious monster appeared here.
This monster is very terrifying. It only has a head, neck, and two arms. As for the rest, it is completely empty.
After he appeared, he quickly waved his hands dozens of times, and the one hundred and eight sharp thorns on Yan Tianwen's body were already taken out, and then with a bang, Yan Tianwen's whole body fell to the ground.
After this monster grabbed the one hundred and eight sharp thorns, it was obvious that it had consumed too much, and its ferocious face became very pale.
However, he didn't care at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "It's your luck to meet me. I hope your energy will be good."
The blood can be of some use to me."
With that said, the monster grabbed hold of Yan Tianwen again with both hands, and Yan Tianwen, who was covered in blood and unconscious, was already caught in his hands. Then he slowly sank into the ground with Yan Tianwen, and soon disappeared.
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The injuries of Liao Wuqing and his daughter were also very serious. Although they were far from reaching the level of Wu Tuo before, they were not much different.
Wang Fan sighed helplessly and took out two drops of vitality wood marrow without hesitation.
He was a little lucky that he had obtained twenty-eight drops of vitality wood marrow, otherwise he would have been helpless in the face of the injuries suffered by Liao Wuqing and his daughter.
You know, of the twenty-eight drops of vitality wood marrow, after Liao Wuqing and his daughter used two drops, he only had eighteen drops left.
In other words, he had already used up ten drops in less than two years after coming out of Zhenhong Space. This consumption was really terrible.
"I'm sorry, it's me who has implicated you. I will take you to the Cloud Palace and let you practice there. When your cultivation level reaches a high level in the future, you will make other plans. What do you think?"
After the injuries of Liao Wuqing and his daughter stabilized, Wang Fan looked at them and said.
"It's not your fault. If we are to blame, it can only be our lack of strength. Junior Brother Wang Fan, you can do whatever you say. We will all listen to you." Liao Wuqing said gratefully.
For a strong man like Wang Fan, he didn't dare to have any objection even if he ignored him. Not to mention that Wang Fan was willing to give two drops of vitality wood marrow to him and his daughter.
As for Liao Yunyan, she looked at Wang Fan with admiration, but she didn't say a word.
With Wang Fan and his party hurrying on their way, they arrived at Yuntian City in just a few days.
Yuntian City looked extremely peaceful, with no sign of being attacked at all.
However, when Wang Fan's mental power scanned the situation in Yun Palace, his expression turned completely gloomy.
This chapter has been completed!