"Old guy, do you only bully women?"

Seeing that he regarded Mo Yan as a shield, Tang Fan was so angry that he immediately controlled the flying sword and changed direction.

"Ha ha……"

The old man in red robe laughed wildly, with a ferocious look on his face and sneered: "Tang Fan, if I kill her, what can you do to me?"

"Let her go, I can let you go."

Tang Fan didn't know this person and was worried that he would attack Mo Yan.

He didn't dare to gamble, and waved his hand and took back all the flying swords.

"Tang Fan, I have lived for decades. Do you think of me as a child? Let her go, I will have no way to die!"

The old man in red robe simply grabbed Mo Yan's neck and released a cruel murderous intent in his eyes.

"You have nothing to do if you kill her. I have no grudges and grudges with you. I think you are also instructed! Tell me, what is your purpose?"

Tang Fan calmed down and walked slowly towards the old man.

"You are so smart. No matter how hard you can fight, you are nothing more than building foundation cultivation. It's not my turn to be afraid!"

The old man in red robe let go of his hand that was holding Mo Yan's neck, waved his palm and slapped Mo Yan's waist and eyes, and she sat on the ground.

Mo Yan screamed in pain, but it was not serious.

Tang Fan looked at Mo Yan with distress and asked, "Who is your behind-the-scenes commander and what are the exchange conditions?"

The old man in red robe smiled gloomyly and said, "I heard that you have a magic weapon left by Tianyuan Sect, specializing in the soul and swallowing people's souls. Can you give up love?"

"Are you afraid of it?"

Tang Fan slapped the Qiankun bag, and the Soul-Devouring Cauldron immediately flew into his hands.

The old man in red robe said disdainfully: "Don't use these words to provoke me. If you give it to me, I will let your woman go."

Without the Soul-Devouring Cauldron, you dare to attack me, right?"

Tang Fan had already seen the other party's intention clearly. If he hadn't been afraid of the Soul-Devouring Cauldron, he would have taken action long ago.

"Do you give it?"

The old man in red robe suddenly pulled out a black and shiny short knife from his waist and pressed directly against Mo Yan's throat.

"For you, don't hurt her!"

Tang Fan saw that the short knife contained a very poison and hurriedly threw the Soul-Devouring Cauldron over.

The old man in red robe was about to reach out to take it, but suddenly he had a plan and pulled Mo Yan up and said, "Go and take it over!"

Tang Fan curled his lips and thought to himself that no matter how careful you are, you still can't escape my palm.

Mo Yan took the Soul-Devouring Cauldron with both hands and then held it in front of the old man in red robe.

The old man in red robe was very cautious and circled around the Soul-Devouring Cauldron before he took it into his hand.

"Tang Fan, how do you use it?"

The old man in red robe held the Soul-Devouring Cauldron with one hand and asked.

"Let go of Mo Yan, I'll tell you!"

Tang Fan's divine thoughts moved imperceptibly.

"Anyway, this thing is in my hands, I will figure it out sooner or later!"

The old man in red robe carried the Soul-Devouring Cauldron behind him, his face changed, his cultivation level exploded, he released his cold murderous intent, and flew straight to Tang Fan.

He laughed wildly: "Tang Fan, you are really stupid. Didn't your master tell you that the world is dangerous? Haha..."

"Do you think I only have the Soul-Devouring Cauldron?"

Tang Fan seemed to have expected that the old man in red robe would not keep his word and looked sarcastic.

"Tang Fan, you will die in my hands today!"

The old man in red robe just raised his hand when suddenly two golden threads flew out from his back, instantly entangling his body.

"Ah...what is this!"

The old man in red robe still held the posture of holding his right hand up, but he could no longer move.

A golden silkworm flew around him quickly, and golden threads flew out, tied him to a close.

It turned out that when Tang Fan took out the Soul-Devouring Cauldron, he used his divine thoughts to communicate with the life-seeking golden silkworm, so that it could secretly hide in the Soul-Devouring Cauldron.

The Soul-Devouring Cauldron has a spirit and has long recognized Tang Fan as his master, so he will naturally not harm the Golden Silkworm for Life.

"This is... the golden silkworm for life, you... how could you have the strange beast tamed by the Five Immortal Sect!"

The old man in red robe looked horrified. Although he recognized the golden silkworm for life, it was too late.

Tang Fan fed this little thing a lot of spiritual medicine during this period, and it also evolved.

The golden thread it spit out was extremely sharp and tightly tied into the flesh of the old man in red robe.

"You dared to touch my beloved woman just now, and you will be cut off first!"

As soon as Tang Fan finished speaking, dense golden threads appeared on the right arm of the old man in red robe.

Taking this opportunity, Tang Fan quickly flew to Mo Yan and hugged her in his arms, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

"Ah... don't..."

The old man in red robe watched the golden thread shrink, which made him feel in pain.

"Bang!"

A sound similar to a balloon explosion came out, and the old man's entire right arm turned into a ball of blood mist, leaving only bone slags.

"ah!"

The old man in red robe screamed loudly, and his body was covered with large pieces of blood.

"Tang Fan, you are so cruel. How dare you plot against me!"

"Thank you for telling me that the world is dangerous and the ruthlessness is still behind!"

Tang Fan had no sympathy for him. As soon as he finished speaking, the other party's left hand suddenly exploded.

"You asked for everything today!"

Tang Fan's eyes secretly glanced at the pine forest behind the cemetery, held the cold iron ice blade in his hand, and cut off his legs again.

"Tang Fan, spare my life, I will tell you who is the envoy!"

The old man in red robe was completely different from his previous confidence, and fell to the ground in pain and rolled on the ground.

"ah!"

Mo Yan closed her eyes so much that she was so scared that she hugged Tang Fan tightly.

“No need!”

Tang Fan hugged Mo Yan and retreated to the back, reached out and grabbed it, and the Soul-Devouring Cauldron flew back.

The golden silkworm, after receiving Tang Fan's instructions, spit out a large amount of golden silk, surrounded the old man in red robe, and finally made an explosion sound.

"boom!"

The old man in red robe had no time to scream, but he turned into flesh and blood.

"This is the price to threaten me!"

Tang Fan's voice came to all directions, and killing such a person was considered to eliminate harm for the people.

Otherwise, he would definitely hurt more people if he kept him.

"Tang Fan, are you too cruel to him?"

Mo Yan couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

"Are you cruel? It's not enough to ask me to say it!"

Tang Fan pulled Mo Yan behind with one hand and suddenly punched the pine forest.

The four fist shadows exploded completely, and finally overlapped together and seemed to turn into a sun. With a bang, they suddenly exploded over the pine forest.

"ah!"

A scream came from the pine forest, and a young man with disheveled hair flew out of it.

He didn't expect that Tang Fan had discovered him, so he was not prepared for any reason. He was injured in many parts of his body, his cultivation was unstable, and he vomited blood again.

"Tang...Mr. Tang, please spare me, I have no malice!"

The young man fell in front of Tang Fan with horror, trembling all over, and bowed with fists.

"You are the messenger behind him, right?"

Tang Fan asked coldly.

The young man said: "Mr. Tang, all this is a misunderstanding. I just asked him to invite you, but I didn't expect that he would have the intention of robbing treasures."
To be continued...