Chapter 331 So much nonsense

In front of the high price Ye Fan offered, he successfully captured Qianhuan Hanyan and the sixth-grade alchemist's experience note.

The people from Tingyu Pavilion delivered the things to Ye Fan's box. Ye Fan checked it and handed over the money very happily.

In his storage props, there are not only more than 20,000 drops of innate spiritual liquid, but also more than 3,000 drops of Yuandan spiritual liquid, all of which are spoils obtained from the Blood Evil Palace, so there is no need to worry about not being able to afford it.

"Junior Brother Ye Fan, do you want to find the people from Tingyu Pavilion to reveal their identity and then go back to Taiyi Sect?" Ling Han couldn't help but feel a little worried, afraid that he would start a massacre again.

Although Ye Fan was paying attention to everyone, as long as he showed his identity, the people in Tingyu Pavilion would still be willing to protect them. Others who wanted to make up their minds would have to consider it.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Okay, let me leave this matter to you for your treatment. I will collect my spiritual medicine first and come to you later!"

As he said that, he walked out without waiting for Ling Han. Ling Han had no choice but to sigh, hoping that Ye Fan would not do anything too much.

Ye Fan was in a very happy mood. Although he knew that he would definitely be paying attention to it, so what? What's wrong with him spending money on what he likes?

Moreover, he had experienced many experiences in his previous life, but in his previous life, his cultivation was far inferior to that of now, and he had more powerful enemies.

Some people want to plunder the pills on their bodies, some people want to use their heads to climb to the peak of reputation, and some people want to raise themselves and control themselves to refine elixirs for them...

Ye Fan has experienced all these strong winds and waves, so why are you afraid of these small fish and shrimps now?

"Bastard, dead old man, Young Master Luo wants 10,000 Nine-Turn Qingyuan Pills. Do you still want to collect spiritual medicine? Are you impatient to live?"

"Mr. Luo, this really has nothing to do with the villain. The villain is also helping others. He has to wait for the young master to come out before he can decide. If you don't have the magic medicine, I can't do anything!"

"You are just an old dog raised by the Luo family, and you are still doing things for others? I think you don't want to go back to the Luo family!"

"Hmph, Master Luo, the old dogs raised by your Luo family didn't expect that they would ignore the owner's orders in the end? Your tutor is so good!"

"Luo Fengxing, are you really the master? Even an old dog in your family dares to refute you!"

As soon as Ye Fan walked out of the first level of the Tingyu Pavilion, he heard waves of insults, mockery and begging, and his face immediately sank.

When he walked out of Tingyu Pavilion, the old man who had helped him collect spiritual medicine was now being beaten to the ground and his head was bleeding.

Around the old man, four arrogant young men stood, showing their high expressions and looking down at the old man with mocking eyes.

Their strength is not weak, and everyone has the strength above the smallest level of the innate realm. It is already considered a genius to have the strength of the innate realm at their age.

"Mr., Master?"

The old man covered his broken head, dripping blood, and tattered clothes made him look like an old man wandering on the street by his children and grandchildren.

When Ye Fan walked out, the old man's eyes suddenly fell on Ye Fan, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, just like a drowning man seeing a life-saving straw and trying his best to grab it, but soon, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head in panic, because his real master was behind him.

"Young Master?"

Luo Fengxing's eyes turned and immediately fell on Ye Fan.

When he saw Ye Fan, a chill burst out in his eyes and he sneered: "It turns out it's you, good boy, you are even richer than I imagined!"

"I didn't say that I would grab the spirit fire with me, but I took out the Yuandan spiritual liquid. Now I asked my Luo family members to help you purchase medicinal materials. Now your medicinal materials are in my hands. I will hand over the previous spirit fire and everything on you, and then get out!"

Luo Fengxing played with a ring in his hand and looked at Ye Fan proudly.

Beside him, an old man was standing with his terrifying cultivation level in the late stage of the Yuandan realm, like a mountain, standing beside Luo Fengxing, staring at Ye Fan with a cold and sharp look.

"Hmph, boy, if you are willing to give the spiritual fire you bought and the sixth level formation you have, our Yun family is willing to help you!"

"There are the same in our Su family. As long as you give us the things you bought, we will be willing to escort you away!"

"Tsk, so is our Sikong family!"

The other three young men also looked at Ye Fan with a smile. There was a strong man of the late-stage Yuandan realm around them. His eyes were firmly locked in Ye Fan and he was ready to take action at any time.

After all, Ye Fan has a level six attack formation. As long as he unfolds the formation, they are no match for it at all, but as long as they lock him, they can kill him in an instant.

"Damn it, how could this guy anger the four major families in Fenglin City? It's over, our pills are gone!"

"Tsk, you even bought spiritual medicine from him? It's probably impossible. When this kid was in Tingyu Pavilion, he took action unscrupulously and offended countless people?"

"I think he probably thought Tingyu Pavilion would protect him, but he didn't know that Tingyu Pavilion was an outside force. They had an agreement with the City Lord's Mansion that unless it was Fenglin City's life and death, they would not interfere in anything in the city!"

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People around him looked at Ye Fan with sighs, and some of them showed reluctance because Ye Fan had not fulfilled his promise. Some of them had paid the spiritual medicine. The price of the spiritual medicine was now collectively raised due to Ye Fan. They spent three or five times the gold coins to buy it.

Some people showed mockery, contempt and disdain. These people were people who were at the Tingyu Pavilion auction before, thinking that Ye Fan was just a fool and didn't understand the principle that the big tree attracted the wind.

Some people are curious, curious about what kind of force Ye Fan is? Shouldn’t there be powerful guards around him? Why are they missing?

"Wow!"

Amid the discussion and suspicion of everyone, Ye Fan suddenly moved, and a black long sword suddenly appeared in his hand. A dazzling and dazzling sword light like a meteor, devouring everything!

The sudden change made everyone completely unable to recover. When they reacted, they felt that nothing had happened, like a dream, and Ye Fan did not have any black long sword in his hand because he had already put it away.

The only thing that I found strange was that the four major families in Fenglin City were eight people, and eight people were still standing. The four young people showed mockery and condescending smiles. The four old people had a look of vigilance on their faces, as if nothing had changed.

But some people with good eyes saw a very small blood mark between their necks, and the divine light in their eyes also disappeared, leaving only a daze.

Ye Fan's sword actually killed them with one sword? Even four Yuandan realm powerhouses were not spared?

The person who discovered this scene couldn't help but tremble and looked at the boy in white who was walking slowly.

These are people from the four major families in Fenglin City, including the late Yuandan realm strongman, who actually killed him with one sword?

How big is this kid’s mind? How terrifying is his cultivation?

"I'm talking nonsense, I can't do it directly?" Ye Fan came to the dead eight people coldly, and plundered things from them as if no one was there.

Afterwards, he checked the old man's injuries and saw that he was not seriously injured, so he directly took out a third-grade healing pill and took it. This pill was also a spoil obtained from the Blood Evil Palace.

In less than a moment, the old man's injury recovered. His cultivation level was only in the early stage of the innate realm. The third-grade healing pill was a healing sacred medicine for him. If he changed to the great perfection of the innate realm, the effect would not be so obvious.

"Thank you, young master!" After the old man recovered, he bowed to Ye Fan and said very gratefully.

Then, he looked at the people of the four major families standing like pine but their necks were slowly bleeding.

A trace of fear flashed across his face. These four people were all from the four major families. Now they are all dead. Even if the culprit is Ye Fan, the four major families will definitely not let him go. With his cultivation and age, where can he go?

When he was frightened and impatient about how to live in the future, Ye Fan suddenly handed a few bottles of elixirs in front of him. The elixir was the Nine-Turn Qingyuan Pill.
Chapter completed!