Nan Wenhou didn't even need to enter the inn, his mental power had already swept through everything in the inn.
The entire inn was deserted, with only a few bloody corpses lying in the hall. The blood that had not completely dried exuded a strong smell of blood.
"Wang Fan!" Nan Wenhou stared at Nan Xinlong's body and let out an angry roar with gnashing teeth.
He was not angry that Nan Xinlong was killed by Wang Fan, but that Nan Xinlong didn't wait for him and came over privately in advance to scare away Wang Fan.
Nan Wenhou was sure that if Wang Fan was not seriously injured, he would never choose to escape. Instead, he would just wait here for Nan Wenhou to come. Now that Wang Fan has chosen to escape, it is obvious that Wang Fan's injury is definitely not serious.
He was even more secretly angry, secretly angry that he did not personally take charge of this area.
If he were stationed in this area personally, the person Xiongyi was looking for over there wouldn't be Nan Xinlong, but Nan Wenhou.
It was precisely because Bian Xiongyi could not talk to him, Nan Wenhou, let alone the seven major sects, that he found Nan Xinlong.
The huge gap in status directly resulted in Bian Xiongyi being unable to contact the real senior leaders of the family or the seven sects, and could only contact people of Nan Xinlong's level.
"Chase!" Nan Wenhou did not stay here for long. With an order, he quickly disappeared into the Jiao Yunfang area with the dozens of people.
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After Wang Fan handed over the spacecraft to Ji Yun for control, he devoted all his attention to recovering his cultivation.
He knows that only when his strength is restored can he be truly safe. Otherwise, he will always be in this never-ending pursuit.
Ji Yun also knew the key to Wang Fan's recovery, so she naturally controlled the spacecraft to move forward at full speed, not daring to stop at all.
As soon as she senses someone, she will immediately change her direction and not meet the person at all.
It was precisely because of her aimless and evasive way of escaping that even though Nan Wenhou, who was pursuing her, noticed her traces, he was unable to catch up in a short time.
However, since Nan Wenhou could detect the traces of her spaceship, it was obvious that Nan Wenhou was faster. Even if Nan Wenhou could not catch up with them in a short time, it was only a matter of time.
Ji Yun couldn't get rid of Nan Wenhou, and felt a little anxious inside, but she didn't dare to disturb Wang Fan at all.
She could only find ways to delay as much time as possible to ensure that Wang Fan could recover his cultivation to the maximum extent.
Finally, on the seventh day, Nan Wenhou's spaceship was less than ten miles away from theirs.
This distance may be very far to ordinary people, but to a monk like Nan Wenhou, it is not a distance at all.
Ji Yun sighed helplessly. She had tried her best, but she still couldn't get rid of Nan Wenhou. There was nothing she could do.
However, she still did not stop, but continued to control the spacecraft forward at full speed.
Despite this, half an hour later, Nan Wenhou's spaceship intercepted hers like lightning.
After stopping her spaceship, Nan Wenhou also created countless barriers, completely sealing off the space within several thousand meters.
Ji Yun knew that no matter how hard she struggled, it would be useless, so she could only grit her teeth, grab the weapon and walk out of the cabin.
"Junior Sister Ji Yun, long time no see. Don't worry, I, Nan Wenhou, have no ill intentions towards you. As long as you hand over Wang Fan, I promise not to hurt you and will let you go safely."
Nan Wenhou also walked out of the cabin, looked at Ji Yun and said with a smile on his face.
Even though Ji Yun changed her appearance, he still recognized Ji Yun's identity at a glance.
Ji Yun's disguise skills couldn't be hidden from him at all.
Ji Yun stared at Nan Wenhou with a somewhat ugly look on her face.
Even in her heyday, she might not be Nan Wenhou's opponent, let alone now.
Ji Yun snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Nan Wenhou, just because others don't know who you are, doesn't mean that I, Ji Yun, don't know either. Will Nan Wenhou be kind enough to let me go? Bah!"
She grabbed it with her right hand and immediately unsheathed the long sword in her hand, pointing directly at Nan Wenhou, "I think you don't want to talk so much nonsense. If you want to take action, just come over!"
Nan Wenhou's face turned cold when he saw Ji Yun's uncompromising expression.
He indeed never thought about letting Ji Yun go. He just wanted to take Wang Fan away more easily, but Ji Yun was so disrespectful to him, which made him very angry.
He said coldly, "Ji, don't be so shameless. When you Yun Gong was here, I, Nan Wenhou, might still think of you as a person. Now that Yun Gong is no longer here, you are still in my eyes."
Which onion is it again?”
"Do you believe that I just killed you and threw you into the Shuangxiu Building? You Yun Gong didn't dare to say a word to me, and no one dared to say a word to me?"
How could Ji Yun endure such humiliation? She was instantly livid with anger.
When had she, a dignified eighth-level expert and the powerful elder of Yun Palace, been so insulted?
This Nan Wenhou is simply too vicious, too villainous, and too beastly!
Even though his strength had not yet been restored, even though he knew that he was no match for Nan Wenhou, the murderous intent around Ji Yun couldn't help but gather up crazily.
Even if she dies, she still has to make this beast pay some price.
But before the killing power around Ji Yun could completely gather, a faint voice suddenly came out, "I don't believe it."
Along with the sound, a figure appeared beside Ji Yun. Ji Yun turned around and saw who it was if it wasn't Wang Fan.
Feeling Wang Fan's strong spiritual energy fluctuations, Ji Yun instantly forgot her anger and asked in surprise, "You, have you recovered?"
Wang Fan nodded and told Ji Yun not to worry and leave everything to him, and then looked at Nan Wenhou.
His eyes were a little playful, "Master Nan, we meet so many places in our lives. I didn't expect that we would meet again."
Looking at Wang Fan's playful eyes, Nan Wenhou's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a sense of fear.
He never expected that in just seven days, Wang Fan would have already recovered.
If there hadn't been what happened in Zhenhong's space, if there hadn't been the incident of Ji Wuliu being injured by Wang Fan's shot and escaping in panic, even if he knew that Wang Fan's strength had recovered, he wouldn't have cared about it, but now, he couldn't help but care.
Wang Fan was able to escape Ji Wu Liu Hong's choice, so what about Nan Wenhou? But Nan Wenhou still had some doubts in his heart. Has Wang Fan really recovered?
Nan Wenhou's thoughts turned around, but on the surface he made a smile, "It turns out to be little friend Wang Fan. How disrespectful and disrespectful."
While he was talking, he was thinking about how he should test to see if Wang Fan had really recovered, but Wang Fan had already taken action.
"Disrespectful? I see that you have never been respectful!" As Wang Fan spoke, a sword shadow tore through the void, unleashing a violent killing force, and rolled directly towards him.
Nan Wenhou felt the surging killing power, and his expression changed drastically in an instant.
He stirred up his spiritual energy crazily, and while a round shield was thrown out to resist Wang Fan's murderous attack, he quickly grabbed an escape talisman with his other hand.
He was already sure that Wang Fan had recovered his cultivation. At this time, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to leave quickly!