As soon as Wang Fan put the ban, a shop assistant touched his ban again.
No matter how good-tempered Wang Fan was, he couldn't help it at this time.
He opened the ban and asked coldly, "What's the matter with you?"
The innkeeper bowed slightly to Wang Fan and said with great anxiety, "Senior, I'm sorry, but you can no longer stay in our inn."
"What?" When Wang Fan heard this, he almost thought that he heard wrongly, "I have already paid the money, why don't you let me continue to stay? Can your inn still keep people out?"
Hearing this, the store clerk became even more worried and said, "Senior, we can't afford to offend Yan Ao, and we hope you can understand. Don't worry, our inn will compensate you."
His posture was very low, and he didn't know whether it was because of Wang Fan's previous display of strength or because he was in the wrong.
When Wang Fan heard this, he felt a little helpless, and at the same time he secretly thought about Yan Ao's strength.
You know, since this kind of inn can be opened, there must be a backstage.
However, now, even those at the backstage of the inn do not dare to offend Yan Ao, which shows how powerful Yan Ao is.
If this waiter had a bad attitude, Wang Fan might not pay attention to him at all, but the store clerk was already like this, and Wang Fan was embarrassed to continue to have an attack.
He didn't make things difficult for the guy. He could only sigh and said, "Okay, I'll leave right away."
As he said this, he became increasingly unhappy with that Yan Ao.
He only planned to rest for three days, why was it so difficult?
A few minutes later, Wang Fan took Alian and left the inn.
As for the compensation, although Wang Fan didn't take it seriously at all, it was the inn that kicked people out first, so he accepted it without any politeness.
"Where are we going?" Alian asked after leaving the inn.
Wang Fan glanced at Alian and said helplessly, "Where else can we go? Let's go find the ruins and practice."
As for Yan Ao, Wang Fan didn't think about taking revenge because he didn't want to waste time.
City Lord's Mansion.
"What did you say? That Wang Fan refused your invitation?" Yan Ao was furious when he heard what the woman in the green dress said.
He, Yan Ao, is the young city lord of the Eighth City. How dare anyone not give him face?
Even if she doesn't give him face, she even beats his maid in public. Isn't this a slap in his face? It's simply a provocation.
"Yes, yes. The slave has made it very clear, but he doesn't buy it. Moreover, he also said that if you want to invite him, the young master must go there in person."
The female cultivator was kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise her head at all, and said tremblingly.
"What? How dare he let me go there in person or invite him?" Yan Ao was almost furious.
"Okay, okay, since he asked me to invite him, I will go there. I want to see why Wang Fan dares to invite him in person.
"
Yan Ao said angrily, suddenly stretched out his hand and hit the female cultivator on the head with a palm.
"Young Master, I don't want it!" The female cultivator's face changed drastically and she begged for mercy frantically.
But Yan Ao ignored her at all. With a bang, Yan Ao's palm fell on her head. Her head split into pieces and she fell instantly.
"Waste, what a waste! If you can't even do such a small thing well, what's the point of keeping you here, young master?"
Yan Ao said coldly and left the hall directly.
After a few breaths, he had already led the two of them out of the city lord's mansion and headed to the inn where Wang Fan was staying.
However, after arriving at the inn, Yan Ao became even more angry when he learned that Wang Fan had been kicked out.
"You demolish this inn for me, and you and I go to meet Wang Fan." Yan Ao said coldly, leaving one person to demolish the inn, while he took the other person away.
The sound of rumbling and rumbling resounded, and the monk who was left behind to demolish the inn did not show any politeness at all and took action directly.
Not long after, the inn was razed to the ground.
Not only that, the innkeepers and the monks living in the inn were not spared and were directly shot into ashes.
City gate.
Before Wang Fan could step out of the city gate, he heard a violent roar from the direction of the inn.
He couldn't help but frown slightly, and his mental energy was swept away in an instant.
When he realized that the inn had been razed to the ground and that many monks had been killed in the inn, his eyes immediately turned cold.
"Is that one of the two golden guards of Young Master Yan'ao?"
"What happened that made Young Master Yan so angry that he demolished the inn?"
"Hush, hush, please keep your voice down. Young Master Yan is so angry that he may bleed thousands of miles away. We'd better leave the Eighth City as soon as possible. Otherwise, if we are affected, we won't even have a place to cry out for our grievances."
Countless monks were discussing and were extremely frightened. While they were discussing, they left the Eighth City like flying.
When Wang Fan heard the discussion of the monks, his face turned cold instantly.
What a domineering Yan Ao, who ruthlessly demolished the inn.
Murderous intent surged in Wang Fan's heart. He did not choose to leave the Eighth City, but returned directly towards the inn.
However, before he returned to the inn, he saw Yan Ao and his two men chasing after him.
"Are you that Wang Fan? The Wang Fan who killed two immortal emperors?" Yan Ao stared at Wang Fan, his tone was cold and his face was expressionless.
Wang Fan nodded, with the same cold tone and expressionless face, "Are you that Yan Ao? Do you want to see me?"
When Yan Ao heard this, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
This was the first time that a monk dared to speak to him in such a tone.
However, he suppressed the attack and said with a smile, "Yes, I am Yan Ao."
As he spoke, he suddenly looked at the golden guard beside him and ordered, "Kill him. As for the female cultivator, stay and send her to serve my servant of the Yan family."
"Yes!" Upon hearing this, Jin Wei rushed towards Wang Fan without any nonsense.
Before the others rushed in front of Wang Fan, they had already launched a sword and an umbrella-shaped magic weapon.
The umbrella opened, expanded crazily, and immediately rolled up a terrifying killing force, covering Wang Fan.
Wang Fan looked at this scene, smiled coldly, and was about to take action, but Ah Lian's face turned cold and he went out first.
The long sword in her hand tore out three sword rays in mid-air, and struck the umbrella three times in succession.
Boom boom boom!
After three blows, the umbrella exploded into pieces, and the golden guard's expression changed greatly and he began to retreat.
However, Alian didn't give him any time to breathe. The long sword in her hand had once again curled up sword flowers and pierced his heart.
The golden guard felt this scene, his face changed wildly, he couldn't help but retreat crazily, and a series of defenses were also condensed to protect him.
Unfortunately, it has no effect at all.
A-Lian had torn apart his defense with just one strike of her sword, and then struck him on the body.
laugh!
The sound of spraying blood mist was heard, and the Golden Guard didn't even have time to scream. He fell to the ground and died on the spot.
This scene not only stunned the monks around him.
Even Yan Ao was stunned.
Alian only used four swords to kill one of his golden guards. Such strength was terrifying.