"Kill him!" Others also flew out, with cold expressions on their faces, staring at the evil cultivator coldly.

Huang Shiren and others gnashed their teeth, and there was still a trace of blood at the corners of their mouths. It was almost a shame for them to be defeated by such a person. Only by killing him here would no one know about their scandal.

Chen Fan just glanced at them and didn't say anything.

"Hahaha." The evil cultivator laughed miserably, his mouth full of blood foam, and stared directly at the people present with his stern eyes, "Ji Zhong invited you here, right? I, Wang Ping, died.

It’s not unfair, but it’s a pity that I didn’t avenge this bloody feud!”

Chen Fan had no expression on his face and just watched indifferently. Chen Fan had seen so many blood feuds that he could no longer feel the slightest emotion in his heart.

"Did you see those?" Looking at the group of spiritual tablets in the distance, Wang Ping's eyes showed a trace of sadness, "That's hundreds of members of my Wang family, dead, all dead."

Wang Ping burst into tears and burst into tears.

Is it really a vendetta?

Unfortunately, the expression on Chen Fan's face did not change much.

"Tsk, it's none of our business." Huang Shiren said coldly, "However, your head is quite valuable. If I take it back, I can exchange it for a lot of true essence and blood."

Huang Shiren burst out laughing.

In the midst of this loud laughter, Wang Ping felt very ironic, and he collapsed to the ground helplessly, not wanting to move.

"Hand over the soul-controlling beads." Chen Fan said calmly, looking at him with a look of pity in his eyes. As the former master of Northern Tribulation, Chen Fan, in the eyes of Chen Fan, the people above and below Northern Tribulation.

He is nothing more than a pitiful creature. Chen Fan does not want to kill this person.

"Hand it over and you can leave."

"You actually know this?" Wang Ping glanced at Chen Fan, and there was a hint of surprise in Wang Ping's eyes. But then he heard that he was willing to let him go, and Wang Ping's eyes showed a hint of disbelief, and he paused.

, he couldn't help but said, "Are you willing to let me go? Really?"

Immediately, he let out a breath and said, "It's useless, Ji Zhong will not let me go, and I also know what he is like."

He glanced at Chen Fan and said, "If you take this, he won't let you go."

Next to them, the expressions of Huang Shiren and others changed for a while, and they were confused. Ji Zhong would not let them go. How could this Ji Zhong have such ability? They couldn't help but look at Chen Fan. Chen Fan actually wanted this.

Something, it can be seen that this soul-controlling bead has a great background!

They are greedy, but they are not bold enough to do so.

"You don't have to worry about it." Chen Fan said calmly, "Give it to me."

"Okay then." Wang Ping sighed and got up. He took a deep look at Chen Fan and then took out a gray bead from the injury. This bead was extremely inconspicuous and was as big as a dragon's eye.

, he threw it to the protagonist, and Chen Fan picked it up as soon as he split his hand. When he caught it in his palm, Chen Fan lowered his head and took a look. Yes, this is the Soul Gathering Pearl.

This soul-gathering bead is filled with awe-inspiring yin energy, but it is only less than one-third full.

There was a hint of disappointment in Chen Fan's eyes.

"Your grace for not killing me will never be forgotten." Wang Ping glanced at Chen Fan, clasped his fists, and prepared to leave.

"Brother Chen!" Next to him, Huang Shiren couldn't help it. How could he let Wang Ping go? His head was very valuable!

"He doesn't dare to come back." Chen Fan smiled, "Similarly, he doesn't dare not give Ji Zhong the money."

The last point is that Chen Fan does not need to give Huang Shiren an explanation.

How to do it is Chen Fan’s business!

Before Wang Ping had time to leave, a laugh came from the cliff on one side, "Okay, the Wang family's Soul Gathering Pearl is indeed in your hand."

Chen Fan's face darkened, and Wang Ping showed a look of panic on his face. He raised his head and looked to the side. Chen Fan also looked up. On the cliff, there was a short, fat man with a smile like

The man of Maitreya Buddha is surprisingly Ji Zhong. He has his hands behind his back, his whole expression is very gloomy, and he has no feeling at all as before, just looking at Chen Fan and others.

Beside him stood two people and a young man. One of them was extremely tall, wearing a black cloak and carrying two black swords on his back. It was impossible to recognize this person's identity.

Judging from Ji Zhong's look, he looked like he had everything under control.

Chen Fan just frowned slightly.

"Master Ji?" Seeing Ji Zhong, Huang Shiren and others couldn't help but take a step forward.

Ji Zhong smiled, looked at him with a cruel look, and then said lightly, "Thank you all for your hard work and your hard work in finding this enemy for me. I will definitely burn your reward to you."

"What do you mean by this?" Li Daoguang and others panicked immediately, and their expressions changed drastically.

"What's the meaning?"

Ji Zhong said indifferently, then sneered, "It's not interesting, except for one thing, I'm afraid none of you can leave today."

With one sentence, Huang Shiren and others became furious and looked at Ji Zhong angrily, "How dare you say that?"

"Yes, who do you think you are?"

These people were furious.

"Because, depend on me." As he said that, the young man slowly walked out from beside Huang Shiren. As soon as everyone saw the young man's appearance clearly, their faces were all stunned, and then they turned pale with shock, "It's you

Yu Wenzhou!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all these people's bodies began to tremble.

"Yes, it's me!" Yu Wenzhou stood up, sneered, and put his hands behind his back.

Looking at the people below, his expression was full of ridicule and disdain.

And Huang Shiren and others are extremely scared, why? Because they recognize Yu Wenzhou! Yu Wenzhou is the top genius of Beiyan, and not only is he ranked first in Beiyan, but also among the nearby Later Han, Northern Qi, and Yuan Tu.

He still deserves to be number one!

Even in the holy lands of these countries, there is no one stronger than him! He is the only person in these countries who has reached the eighth level of transformation!

Upon seeing this Yu Wenzhou, Huang Shiren and others were all desperate. How could they fight this Yu Wenzhou?

In a few days, when the Hundred Dynasties Master Ranking Battle comes, this Yu Wenzhou will be the well-deserved number one master, even if everyone has to avoid him, let alone they are not the first-rate geniuses among the Later Han Dynasty

Okay, how to fight this?

How to fight?

It’s completely impossible to fight!

As for Chen Fan, he just glanced at Yu Wenzhou. Chen Fan's eyes were not on him, but on the person behind Yu Wenzhou. Based on his intuition, Chen Fan knew that this person was the terrifyingly powerful one.

one!

Chen Fan was filled with deep fear towards this person, even this Yu Wenzhou was nothing!

"Of course you killed those members of the Wang family because of this soul-controlling bead, right?"

At this moment, Chen Fan suddenly spoke.

Hearing Chen Fan's words, Ji Zhong couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that Chen Fan would still be interested in talking to him at this time. Ji Zhong sneered, his face became a little more solemn, and he said,

"My friend, you are very good. You are much better than the drunkards around you."

"However, you are unlucky to be involved in this. To give you face, I can let you die a more dignified death today."

When he was talking about those "wine and meat waste", Huang Shiren's face turned red, his expression was uncertain, and he became ugly.

But facing this Yu Wenzhou, they didn't even dare to refute.

"Want to kill me?" Chen Fan was stunned for a moment, then chuckled. Chen Fan didn't know what to say. In the end, he just shook his head gently, as if he heard a joke, "I'm afraid you are not worthy."

In one sentence, the faces of these people all darkened, and even Yu Wenzhou's expression became a little weird. Who is this person, dares to pretend like this?

It has to be said that he is truly the number one master among the hundred dynasties, and there is no one better than him.

Moreover, he knew who was strong and weak in the past few dynasties, but he had never seen this Chen Fan. This Chen Fan was like a casual cultivator with no reputation at all.

He didn't even know where this person came from.

But even so, he didn't dare to underestimate Chen Fan, not because of anything else, just because Chen Fan defeated Wang Ping with one punch just now. Judging from this strength, it was very good!

At the pinnacle of Wang Ping's seventh heaven, there are only a few people who can surpass him.

Among these countries, it can be ranked among the top three.

"Who are you?" Yu Wenzhou took a step forward, his eyes became a little more solemn, and he said slowly, "I don't know who your distinguished master is..."

He felt that Chen Fan was the only one among these people worthy of talking to him head-on!

"Honored Master?" Chen Fan's face turned cold and he said contemptuously, "You don't deserve to know."

Yu Wenzhou was stunned for a moment and then became furious.

"Brother Chen, you are crazy. He is Yu Wenzhou." Huang Shiren was so panicked that his knees were weak and his whole body was shaking. He turned to look at Chen Fan and couldn't help but said, "You don't know,

He is ranked twenty-one on the list of masters of the Hundred Dynasties. Among the several dynasties in this area, he has topped the list for seven consecutive years and has never wavered!"

"It's not on the same level as Wang Ping!"

The implication is, does Chen Fan think he is proud of defeating Wang Ping? Does he think he can challenge Yu Wenzhou?

They shivered and huddled together.

There was a flush on Yu Wenzhou's face. It was the first time in so many years that he had been looked down upon like this. He clenched his fists and turned to Ji Zhong, who was on his side.
To be continued...