Wang Fan's face turned cold. "It's none of your business that I'm here. Does this belong to your family? If you can come, I can't come?"
"Seeking death!" The monk was furious when he heard this. Murderous intent suddenly emerged from his body, and he slapped Wang Fan in the face.
Wang Fan saw the other party's move and sneered at the corner of his mouth.
A mere first-level Earth Immortal dared to show off his power here, and dared to slap him, and he didn't know who was seeking death.
He didn't say anything nonsense, and without even moving his body, he clapped his right hand out in the same way.
The Immortal Palm formed instantly in space, setting off a violent wind and colliding hard with the opponent's palm.
boom!
There was an explosion, and the torn wind from the opponent's palm suddenly collapsed, and Wang Fan's Immortal Palm struck him hard.
boom!
The monk let out a scream and fell out with blood spurting from his mouth. After falling to the ground, he only had half his life left.
He stared at Wang Fan with shock on his face, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of disbelief, "A strong person on the third level of Earth Immortal is actually a strong person on the third level of Earth Immortal. How is this possible?"
You know, in this area, strong earth immortals are rare, even if there are some, they have seen them all.
But Wang Fan was a very unfamiliar person. They had never even heard of him, let alone met him.
Wang Fan brushed off the monk's regrets with disdain, "You are right, I am indeed a third-level Earth Immortal, and you, who are only a first-level Earth Immortal, dare to be arrogant in front of me. You are really looking for death."
When the monk heard Wang Fan's words, his face instantly became hot and he didn't dare to say any more nonsense.
Wang Fan ignored him and looked at the other two monks coldly, "What, you guys came here to tell me to get out too?"
"Don't dare, don't dare, let's leave now, let's leave now." When the two monks heard Wang Fan's question, they were almost frightened out of their wits.
They quickly shook their heads and then ducked away
open.
Are you kidding? Wang Fan is so powerful that he seriously injured a first-level Earth Immortal with just one slap. How can they be their opponents?
When the monks around him saw this scene, they also quickly lowered their heads and started doing their own things. No one dared to come over to cause trouble.
Wang Fan flashed his body and entered inside.
At a certain moment, when he saw some monks turning over the corpse, he rushed out in anger.
Everyone was dead, but this group of people didn't even spare the corpses. It was too much to make people unable to live in peace.
He suppressed the murderous intention in his heart and shouted, "Everyone, I will limit you to three breaths, get out of here immediately, otherwise you will be killed without mercy."
Even though he didn't have a good impression of the monks in Mojiabao, this was the place where he had lived for a period of time after all, and it was also the first place he came to when he came to Tunyun Continent.
Therefore, he still couldn't bear the thought of someone turning over someone else's body.
Wang Fan's voice was loud and abrupt. As soon as his voice fell, almost all the monks stopped their hands to listen and looked at Wang Fan with doubtful eyes.
The people inside have never seen Wang Fan take action, so they don't know how powerful Wang Fan is.
After a few seconds of silence, someone couldn't help shouting angrily, "Who are you and why are you so domineering?"
"Who do you think you are? If you ask us to leave, we will leave. Could it be that you want to be alone?"
"The so-called cultivation resources are all shared by those who see them. Why do you want to drive us away and eat alone?"
"You look very strange to me. Are you just here?"
A group of monks were furious, pointing at Wang Fan and shouting curses.
Wang Fan looked at the monks who were scolding him with a cold face, and said coldly, "As monks, don't you know what it means to be the dead?"
"They are all dead, but you still want to turn over their bodies. Don't you think you are still inhumane?"
He was too lazy to continue talking nonsense and directly pulled out the shadow knife, "Now that the three-breath time is up, do you want to get out?"
"court death!"
"What a piece of shit you are!"
"Let's kill him first!"
Several monks were furious, and while roaring, they were already killing Wang Fan.
Wang Fan didn't talk nonsense, he sneered, and with a flash of his body, he had already killed those monks.
He knew that it was absolutely impossible to reason with this group of people and let them leave after just a few words.
In the end, the matter still needs to be resolved by force.
After all, the principle followed here is that strength is respected.
The shadow knife rolled out streaks of dazzling sword light in the air, and those sword lights were like threads, slashing towards the monks at extremely fast speeds.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk.
After several sounds, within a short time, several of the monks who had been clamoring for Wang Fan just now were all dead.
This scene caused the remaining monks who still wanted to take action to immediately give up the idea of taking action, and their hearts beat wildly.
With one sword, he actually killed four or five peak human immortals and even earthly immortal monks instantly. What kind of cultivation level was this, and who was he?
Wang Fan did not look at the killed monks, but looked at these people coldly, "Go away or not?"
This time, no one dared to go against Wang Fan's wishes. Almost as soon as he finished speaking, everyone was already in the air.
Then he got up and fled away like a rabbit.
In just a dozen breathless seconds, everyone had already left and disappeared without a trace.
Wang Fan looked at Mojia Fort, which had become empty in an instant, and whispered, "There is only so much I can do to help Mojia Fort, please rest in peace."
As he spoke, he raised his hands, and pieces of boulders and soil began to stir up, soon submerging Mojia Fort.
Afterwards, Wang Fan deployed some powerful formation restrictions before leaving.
When he left, he seemed to feel that his xinxing had become much clearer, and his cultivation seemed to have loosened invisibly.
Wang Fan ducked towards the mining area controlled by Mojiapu. The purpose of his coming here was not to bury the people of Mojiapu and let them rest in peace, but to mine.
However, Wang Fan had not walked very long when he saw a spaceship speeding towards him.
Wang Fan paused and looked coldly at the soaring spaceship.
In less than a moment, the spaceship stopped beside him, and then two monks walked out.
Of these two monks, one is an old man and the other is middle-aged.
The old man's cultivation level is at the sixth level of Earth Immortal, while the middle-aged man is at the fifth level of Earth Immortal.
After getting out of the car, the old man looked at Wang Fan coldly and shouted, "It was you who killed people in Mojiabao just now, and also drove away the monks?"
"Who are you? Who gave you the courage to do this? Do you think that having some strength is a big deal? Or are you a remnant of Mojiabao?"
Wang Fan looked at the old man with disdain, "You are right, those people I killed just now were also the ones I drove away. And I was once really from Mojiapu. Why, do you have any objections?"
There was just a sixth-level Earth Immortal and a fifth-level Earth Immortal. Wang Fan was not afraid at all, so there was no need to give them face.
This chapter has been completed!