"You go your own way, and I go my way, and we all have nothing to do with each other?" Wang Fan sneered, "You are so shameless, you can even say such things."
There was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth, "I really don't understand, you don't even have the courage to admit killing me, so why would you kill me?"
With that said, Wang Fan stopped talking nonsense and continued to kill the two of them in the cave.
This time, he didn't hold back at all. He directly grabbed the shadow sword and forcibly performed the first and second kills of the Seven Kills Liuyun Saber.
The bright sword flashed, making a roaring sound, and swept towards the two of them crazily.
As the two felt this scene, their expressions couldn't help but change drastically in an instant.
They never thought that Wang Fan would be able to use the Seven Kills Flowing Cloud Sword in this state.
You must know that they have witnessed the power of the Seven Kills Flowing Cloud Sword with their own eyes, and there is no way they can compete with it.
"You bastard, I will fight with you!"
"Come together and kill him! Even if we can't kill him, as long as we delay until our people come, he will definitely die!"
The two men roared crazily, the spiritual energy in their bodies swept wildly, waving their weapons, and frantically attacked the rolling wave of violent knives.
Boom boom boom boom.
Several more explosions were heard, and the power of the shadow knife instantly defeated the two men's offensive, slashing them hard.
With two hisses, one person was cut off at the waist. The red blood splattered and the whole person flew out like a gourd of blood. While he was in mid-air, he was completely breathless.
The other person's luck was relatively better. The sharp sword light only cut off his right arm and half of his right leg, but it did not kill him.
But even so, it was enough for him.
Not only was his fighting power almost non-existent, but he also endured unprecedented pain.
"You, you!!!" The monk who was not dead wailed after he fell to the ground, looking at Wang Fan with a stern expression, unable to utter a complete sentence.
From his wound, bright red blood flowed down like water, dyeing his body and the ground red, which was shocking.
"You're not dead? You're really lucky! For the sake of you not being dead, I won't kill you."
"Go back and tell your people not to provoke me in the future. Otherwise, I won't mind picking on your forces."
Wang Fan glanced at the man with a sneer, put away the space ring on his broken hand, then went to put away the other person's space ring, and then left the place quickly.
His mental power has been swept away, and more than twenty monks with strength at the eighth and ninth levels of the King Realm rushed towards here frantically.
If his strength were at its peak, Wang Fan might still be able to fight against these twenty people.
But now, he can only retreat.
The man looked at Wang Fan's flying back, with a touch of fear and reluctance in his eyes.
He didn't expect that he would steal the chicken but lose the rice, and end up like this.
Not long after Wang Fan left, with the sound of breaking wind, more than twenty figures appeared here.
These more than twenty people were divided into two camps, each with more than ten people.
Their agents are all at the peak of the ninth level of the King Realm, and their aura is not weaker than that of the leader of the Wild Wolf Group.
Obviously, they are the brains of these two major forces.
After they appeared, one of them glanced at the monk who was cut in half at the waist and could no longer die. He couldn't help clenching his fists, and crazy anger emerged in his eyes.
The other brain looked at the seriously injured but not dead monk with a gloomy face, and said coldly,
"What a waste! You two, who are at the eighth level of the King Realm, can't even delay it for a few minutes. It's simply that you fail to succeed and fail!"
When the injured monk heard these words, his face suddenly changed and his eyes turned gray. He opened his mouth wide and said with difficulty, "I..."
However, as soon as he said a word, the brain suddenly drew his sword and slashed out.
The sharp sword light flashed like lightning, setting off a roaring wind, and cut his throat in an instant.
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There was a sound, and accompanied by a spurt of blood, his head was chopped off and flew up. Like a blood gourd, Gululu rolled to the ground.
"There is no need to keep the trash. Since you can't keep it, why bother to offend it? If you offend such a powerful person for our power for no reason, you deserve to die."
This man said indifferently, and everyone on both sides looked dead silent.
This person's name is Gong Xianghe, and he is the master of the Kuangdao Sect, one of the six major forces.
The other name is Lie Yunsheng, the master of Yijian Sect.
"Brother Gong, what do you think we should do now? Should we chase him directly and find a way to kill him, or go back to the city and wait for the opportunity again?"
Lie Yunsheng, the master of Yijian Sect, looked at Gong Xianghe and couldn't help but ask.
It's not that he doesn't want to chase Wang Fan, but with Wang Fan's speed, even if they can catch up with Wang Fan, they will probably reach the turbulent flow area of the space crack.
This way, it would be even more difficult for them to kill Wang Fan.
It was precisely with these considerations in mind that he consulted Gong Xianghe for his opinion.
Because judging from Wang Fan's strength, only by joining forces can the two of them be 100% sure of killing Wang Fan. If either one of them faces Wang Fan alone, there is no absolute certainty.
Gong Xianghe listened to Lie Yunsheng's question, pondered slightly, and then said, "Brother Lie, I think we should go back first and discuss it in the long run."
"There is a dangerous area ahead. If we kill this person there, the difficulty will definitely double. After we go back, we briefly unite to strengthen our precautions. I don't believe it. Does he really dare to kill him?"
Although Gong Xianghe has a hot temper, he is extremely scheming and thinks a lot.
He is a cautious person and rarely does anything he is not sure about, so he is unwilling to take risks.
"Well, now it seems that this is all we can do. Hey, these two guys who have little success but more than failure, I really didn't expect that they would provoke such a strong man for our sect."
Lie Yunsheng couldn't help but sigh, and then said very unhappily.
After that, the troops from both sides did not stay here any longer, but quickly returned to the city.
Not only did their two forces strengthen their defenses, but they also sent countless spies to guard the city gates.
As long as Wang Fan appears, they will be able to get the news as soon as possible.
The actions of these two major forces, coupled with the death of the leader of the Wild Wolf Regiment, immediately caused a sensation throughout the city.
No one expected that a mere new monk would cause such a big storm in the city in a short period of time.
Although they didn't know Wang Fan's name, they already remembered Wang Fan's appearance and how powerful he was.
"A new top-notch strongman has arrived? It's interesting. It seems that we have to find a way to bring him in. There are so many beauties in our Jade Girl Pavilion, I don't believe we can't impress that guy, haha..."
In the Jade Girl Pavilion, a charming and beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties couldn't help but giggle after hearing the news.