The bull-headed demon cultivator was a little frightened when he saw Wang Fan appear.
This guy can easily kill a half-step Heaven Realm God.
Although his cultivation level is very strong and has reached the first level of Heavenly Realm God, it is only at the first level.
Facing a person like Wang Fan, he is no match at all.
As a demon cultivator, he still has this intuition.
"Senior."
The bull-headed demon cultivator was trembling in fear, trembling in his mouth, not daring to move at all.
His whole body was already covered in cold sweat, which was extremely scary.
Wang Fan glanced at him, "Senior? I'm not your senior."
The voice fell, without any nonsense, Wang Fan suddenly punched out.
The bull-headed demon cultivator's complexion changed drastically, and the divine energy in his body suddenly went berserk, and he tried to escape in the air.
However, his speed is not as fast as Wang Fan's.
There was a roar.
The wind of the fist fell, and the bull-headed demon cultivator was blown up on the spot, with blood splattering all over the ground.
Wang Fan casually put away his space ring, didn't bother to say another word, and walked away.
He came here just to kill people, so there was no need to keep a low profile or be polite.
When the monks around looked at this scene, their expressions changed drastically and they did not dare to speak out at all.
It wasn't until Wang Fan left that someone made a low voice.
"Who is this person? From the looks of it, he seems to be coming with bad intentions."
"Isn't this guy the mysterious strong man who made a big fuss some time ago?"
"What? I think it's very possible! This person has bad intentions, and he's all targeting my cultivator Shenxu. It's probably that person."
"Quickly, inform the city lord's palace and inform the Blood Crocodile God. By the way, isn't it said that the Blood Crocodile God is also looking for this person everywhere? Please inform the Blood Crocodile God immediately."
There was a brief silence, and the entire Hongyue City was completely fried.
Countless monks took to the air and headed towards the city lord's palace. Some monks quickly escaped from the communication beads, notified their companions, and tried to send the news to the ears of the Blood Crocodile God.
Those Chinese monks became a little excited after a brief period of sluggishness.
Kill well, kill well!
They all roared in their hearts, feeling extremely arrogant and relieved.
The depression in my heart seemed to dissipate a lot in an instant.
Of course, although most monks were happy in their hearts, they still did not dare to do anything.
They were afraid of death, and they could not afford to offend the Shenxu monks, so they could only submit and feel happy in their hearts.
Some daring monks quickly contacted their friends to see if they could fish in troubled waters and kill some imaginary beasts.
As monks, and they have practiced to this point, there are some who are timid and cowardly, but there are also those who are bold and not afraid of death.
As the saying goes, cultivating the Tao and cultivating the mind, if the state of mind is not smooth, then it is useless to practice.
Wang Fan didn't care so much. He was not very fast and went straight to the city.
He came here just to kill people and to attract the blood-slaying god.
He wanted to see how big the gap was between himself and the eighth level gods.
With all his strength, can he kill the Eighth Level God of Heaven?
City Lord's Mansion.
The city lord's name is Yue Tianhong, and he is a strong man on the seventh level of the Heaven Realm God.
Yue Tianhong looks extremely gentle and elegant, but he is insidious and ruthless. Otherwise, he would not be able to achieve the position of the city lord's palace.
At this time, after hearing the report from the monk below, even Yue Tianhong, who had always been steady, became a little uneasy.
"What? That mysterious strong man is coming
Is this true? Immediately inform Master Zhuo and immediately order the city lord’s army to stop that mysterious man at all costs for this city lord.”
"He must not be allowed to enter the city lord's palace. He must be kept in Hongyue City!"
Yue Tianhong said with a low expression, but his heart was already on edge and he was very uneasy.
As the saying goes, the shadow of the famous tree of man, since Wang Fan entered the mainland of China, he has killed three seventh-level gods in the heavenly realm.
Such a record is simply not comparable to Yue Tianhong's.
Yue Tianhong is able to reach the position of city lord and be able to overpower those strong men below, so his strength is not weak either.
However, compared with Wang Fan, there is a huge difference.
"Yes, sir."
When the monks below heard Yue Tianhong's order, they didn't dare to talk nonsense at all. They quickly retreated and began to notify the powerful men and the commanders of the city lord's army.
Someone breaks into Hongyue City, this is no small matter.
If one fails, everyone will fall into the hands of the other.
Only by working together and fighting Wang Fan together can we possibly kill Wang Fan.
Even if it can't be killed, it can still be delayed until the Blood-Slaying God comes.
But if they shrink back in fear and let Wang Fan kill, sooner or later they will be defeated one by one.
After the subordinate retreated, Yue Tianhong quickly notified the Blood Slaughter God, then took a deep breath and quickly left the City Lord's Mansion.
At this moment, he must not hide in the rear, otherwise the morale of the army will be unstable.
Moreover, once Wang Fan escapes and the Blood-Slaying God comes, it will be difficult for him to explain.
No matter what, he, the lord of the city, must go out.
"You bastard, why did you come to Hongyue City, why did you try to embarrass me, Yue Tianhong! Can't you go somewhere else and kill other people?"
Yue Tianhong cursed secretly in his heart, but was helpless.
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In an instant, there was a riot in the city lord's palace.
Countless monks rushed out of the city lord's mansion with evil spirits rising into the sky.
A powerful man, whose pressure shook all directions, rose into the air and headed towards the outside of the city lord's palace.
A storm is coming.
at the same time.
Zhuo Wenshan's subordinates who were far away in Blood Massacre City also received the news.
The man quickly arrived outside Zhuowenshan's main hall, but was stopped by a female cultivator.
"Senior Zhu, the city lord is in retreat, please don't disturb him."
The female cultivator bowed, polite but unquestionable.
When Mr. Zhu heard this, he turned around anxiously and said in a low voice: "The mysterious strong man has appeared again. He has arrived in Hongyue City at this moment. If you don't rush there in time, Hongyue City will be in danger."
When the female cultivator heard this, her face changed slightly, but she still insisted: "Master Zhu, you also know the character of the city lord. He said before retreating that no one is allowed to disturb, so..."
She was really in trouble.
Because Zhuo Wenshan's character is extremely domineering.
During his cultivation, no one was allowed to disturb him.
If you dare to disturb and make him unhappy, you will definitely die.
Master Zhu naturally knows Zhuo Wenshan's character and is a little irritable.
Leaving? How is that possible?
If something happens to Hongyue City, he cannot bear the responsibility.
But if he doesn't leave, what can he do? Does he still dare to disturb Zhuo Wenshan's cultivation?
Mr. Zhu cursed secretly in his heart, what happened is really upsetting.
Hongyue City.
Wang Fan didn't know what was going on at Zhuowen Mountain. At this time, he was less than a hundred miles away from the city lord's palace.
Behind him, countless monks have gathered.
This chapter has been completed!