The people fighting here are two second-level immortal monks.
One person was wearing a black robe, with a sharp and full aura, and the other person was wearing a gorgeous purple robe, looking very elegant.
Wang Fan just glanced at these two people with his mental strength, and his heart suddenly couldn't help but thump.
He didn't recognize the heavenly monk in black robe, but wasn't the monk in purple robe the middle-aged man who hired them, Ye Sang, the steward of the City Lord's Mansion?
Even though this guy no longer looked like before and had changed his appearance, Wang Fan still recognized him at a glance.
Wang Fan could never forget the aura on his body.
"Heitong, what do you mean? I agreed to give you half, why are you so aggressive? Could it be that you want to kill me because you deceive me, Ye Sang, that I can't beat you?"
Ye Sang shouted and asked sharply while fighting.
He seemed to be struggling and was no match for the black-robed monk, but Wang Fan always felt that something was wrong with this guy.
He felt that this guy's difficulty was all fake.
"Haha." Heitong laughed when he heard this, "Ye Sang, half of the Purple Golden Pill you mentioned is only one million? Are you bullying me because I have never seen the world and haven't seen the Purple Golden Pill?"
"I heard that you old bastard snatched the city lord's space ring. That old guy has been running rampant in Imperial City for so many years and has controlled countless resources. Could it be that he only has such a small amount of wealth?"
"I'm telling you, if there's one billion Purple Gold Pills missing, then we don't have to talk. If you push me, I'll spread the news about your appearance here."
"When the time comes, there will be a lot of people from the City Lord's Mansion coming over to kill you without me having to do anything."
While Heitong laughed, the attacks in his hands were also extremely fierce and crazy.
A round shield was whipped up by the roaring wind he danced, creating a terrifying storm and smashing down towards Ye Sang again and again.
"Heitong, you are going too far. I will fight with you!" Ye Sang also yelled crazily, with immortal energy all over his body.
He moved and began a desperate counterattack.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and listened to the conversation between the two, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.
One million Purple Gold Elixir, one billion Purple Gold Elixir, this is too rich, right?
If he can get so many resources, at least in the short term, he won't need to worry about finding cultivation resources.
It's just that he just thought about this kind of thing. With his current strength, it might be difficult to deal with a second-level immortal.
But if you deal with two people, you are seeking death.
Wang Fan was sure that if he dared to go out at this time, the two fighting guys would definitely stop as soon as possible and kill him first.
Neither Heitong nor Ye Sang want their affairs to be seen by a third party.
Wang Fan did not move, but waited for the opportunity.
Heitong and Ye Sang fought fiercely. Amidst the roar of the magic weapon, the surrounding rocks on the ground were rolled up, tearing out terrifying chasms.
As they fought, the fluctuations of the storm gradually began to tear towards Wang Fan.
Wang Fan screamed in his heart that if the attack storm from the two of them spread to his location, he would definitely be exposed.
boom!
Click!
Finally, at a certain moment, accompanied by an explosion of energy, a chain came crazily towards Wang Fan's position.
Wang Fan had no choice but to dodge and fly out.
He looked at the air with a blank expression, "What's going on? What's going on? Who disturbed my practice?"
After saying that, he seemed to have just seen Ye Sang and Heitong, then his expression changed and he quickly said, "Senior,
I'm sorry, I'm in retreat, I didn't know I disturbed the fight between you two."
"You continue, you continue, I will leave first."
After Wang Fan finished speaking, he turned around and left without stopping for a moment.
Heitong and Ye Sang looked at this scene, both in a daze, and stopped fighting at the same time.
They never thought that there would be monks in retreat in this area.
Hei Tong looked at Wang Fan's retreating back, chuckled, and said loudly, "Ye Sang, that kid knows you are here, are you going to let him go just like that?"
When Wang Fan heard this, he cursed this bastard in his heart for being despicable.
Ye Sang's expression also changed, and then he ducked and chased Wang Fan.
Wang Fan must not leave, he must be silenced.
Otherwise, once he is entangled in the black pupils and the strong men from the City Lord's Mansion come over, he will be dead.
"Senior, what are you doing, and who is Ye Sang?" Wang Fan pretended to be confused and shouted.
At the same time, Heitong took advantage of Ye Sang to chase Wang Fan, and suddenly gathered his immortal energy, and attacked Ye Sang crazily from behind.
Are you kidding? This is an opportunity he deliberately created. How could he miss it?
Ye Sang was also furious. He naturally knew that Heitong did this just for a sneak attack and to find an opportunity.
This is a conspiracy.
But he had to jump down.
But despite this, when he saw Ye Sang actually sneak attack, he still became angry.
He suddenly turned his head and started to fight back.
boom!
There was an explosion, and the black-eyed round shield hit Ye Sang wildly. Ye Sang spurted a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
However, while Ye Sang was flying backwards, the black sickle in his hand also slashed through Heitong's chest crazily, bringing up a bloody mist.
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br> Wang Fan looked at this scene, his eyelids twitched, he moved a lot in space, and disappeared in place.
Almost as soon as he disappeared from the spot, Yesang's flying figure had already arrived at his previous location, and at the same time, he struck out with a palm.
boom!
There was an explosion, and Wang Fan's previous location was shattered into pieces.
Ye Sang couldn't help being stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Wang Fan to be able to escape.
Wang Fan, who appeared not far away, really wanted to curse.
None of these old guys are easy to get along with.
He provoked whomever, and they all wanted to kill him?
"You bastards, are you looking for death? You disturbed my retreat, and I haven't given you any trouble yet, but you want to kill me. What kind of logic is this?"
"Do you think that the powerful Celestial Immortals are great, and that the Celestial Immortals can kill the Earthly Immortal cultivators at will?"
Wang Fan cursed loudly, and while Ye Sang was in a daze, he had already grabbed the killing spear, and then without hesitation triggered the restraint, and went out madly.
This old guy first pretended to be his employer and almost killed him, and now he wants to kill him again.
In this case, don't blame Wang Fan for being rude.
The red spear light tore out, overwhelming the sky, and rolled towards Ye Sang crazily.
If Ye Sang hadn't been injured, or hadn't been dazed for a moment, he might have been able to resist for a while.
But now, he has no resistance at all.
In just a split second, the red spear light tore through his body and rolled up countless streams of blood mist.
With a move of his hand, Wang Fan put away his space ring and walked away.
"stop!"
Over there, the injured Heitong looked at this scene and finally came to his senses.
With a sharp shout, he frantically chased Wang Fan.
This chapter has been completed!