For these two monks who stopped Wang Fan, most of the people around them also knew each other. ≧
These two people are famous in this area, and their strength has reached the first level. It can be said that apart from the people in the Spirit Demon Palace, these two people are the most arrogant and domineering.
Anyone who is targeted by them will not end up well in the end and will definitely be brutally killed.
Wang Fan looked at the two people standing in front of him, calm on the surface but sneering on the inside. He asked calmly, "You want to rob me?"
"Haha." After hearing Wang Fan's words, the two people couldn't help but laugh wildly, "I didn't expect you weren't stupid. Now that you know my purpose, why don't you obediently give me the storage bag?"
However, soon they could no longer laugh.
Because the next two words that came out of Wang Fan's mouth caused their smiles to completely freeze and their expressions to turn completely gloomy.
"idiot."
Just listening to Wang Fan's words, he had already dodged and killed the two of them directly.
Faced with such a monk who wanted to kill people and seize treasures, Wang Fan had nothing to say nonsense, so he naturally showed no mercy.
What's more, he knows that in this sea of Demon Abyss, there is no reason at all. If you want to avoid being watched by others, you can only be strong yourself.
With a flash of his body, Wang Fan was in front of the two men in an instant. He grabbed the shadow knife and slashed it out wildly.
In order to avoid successive troubles, Wang Fan planned to kill the chickens to scare the monkeys and kill these two people directly with thunderous means to avoid future troubles. So as soon as he took action, he directly used the Qijue Sword.
The two people were already very angry when they heard that Wang Fan dared to call them idiots. When they saw that Wang Fan dared to attack them, their faces were even more angry.
However, they just had time to frantically mobilize their spiritual energy, intending to kill Wang Fan in one fell swoop, but Wang Fan's shadow knife had already been chopped down.
A violent killing force swept over them, leaving only patches of sword light where they could see them.
In their eyes, the sword light had almost covered the sky and the sun, completely enveloping them.
"No, this guy is a tough guy." At this moment, the two of them were shocked. How could they not understand that they had kicked an iron plate?
They frantically stirred up spiritual energy and brandished weapons, trying to resist, but the pieces of sword mu had already set off a momentum of tearing everything apart, and they blasted down crazily.
At this moment, they were shocked to find that they could not resist such a violent sword light.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk.
In just an instant, the weapons in their hands were torn to pieces, and countless sword lights fell on them, setting off a trail of blood mist.
By the time the sword light dissipated, the two of them were completely dead and turned into a puddle of minced flesh.
Looking at this scene, the whole place fell into deathly silence.
The way everyone looked at Wang Fan changed and became extremely horrified.
There was no longer any greed in their eyes, but only fear and apprehension.
After Wang Fan killed the two men, he turned his eyes and glanced at those who were about to make a move. Those people were shocked and lowered their heads.
The sarcastic look in Wang Fan's eyes flashed away, and then his body flashed and disappeared.
Half an hour later, Wang Fan arrived at the Baibao Pavilion pointed by the young scholar.
Looking at the sign with flashing golden characters, he stepped in without hesitation.
This Hundred Treasure Pavilion is divided into three floors, the first floor is the largest. When he entered, there were already many monks on the first floor.
However, those monks were busy with their own affairs and no one paid any attention to Wang Fan.
Wang Fan didn't bother to pay attention to them, and walked around the first floor, finally coming to an area selling maps.
The person in charge of this area is a young male cultivator whose strength is at the eighth level of the Xuan Realm.
When Wang Fan arrived, he was lying on a wicker chair and taking a nap. After noticing Wang Fan's arrival, he just raised his eyelids, then closed them again and ignored him.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and couldn't help but laugh. The Sea of Demonic Abyss was already weird enough, but he didn't expect that the people selling things were so weird.
However, he didn't care, but asked softly, "Friend, do you have a map leading to the Long'ao Empire?"
"The map leading to the Long Ao Empire?" The male cultivator murmured, then he opened his eyes and glanced at Wang Fan carefully, then closed his eyes again and stopped.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and couldn't help but frown, and asked again, "Excuse me?"
"Yes, but you can't afford it, so please leave and don't disturb my rest." The male cultivator frowned and spoke impatiently under Wang Fan's questioning.
"How do you know I can't afford it? How many spiritual stones?" Wang Fan asked with the same frown.
If he hadn't been unwilling to go through the trouble, based on this guy's attitude alone, he wouldn't have bought the map here.