Wang Fan caught the flash of disdain in the beggar's eyes and couldn't help feeling a little depressed.
Are you being despised by a beggar?
But he didn't say much, and walked quickly into the store.
The beggar glanced at Wang Fan and was too lazy to pay any more attention.
It's just a Huang Realm God. It's nothing in this Blood Pattern City. It's too insignificant.
However, the moment Wang Fan was about to enter the shop, the beggar suddenly felt that the space around him had become illusory.
This sudden scene caused his expression to change suddenly. When he got up subconsciously, he had already used the magic weapon.
As a killer, even though his status in the Blood Pattern Sect is not high, his reactions are still extremely quick.
Just at the first moment, he already knew that he was trapped in the phantom formation, and the level of this phantom formation didn't seem to be very high.
As long as he hits one or several times with all his strength, it will definitely explode.
However, he had no chance to use the magic weapon at all, and a sword light fell from the sky.
With a popping sound, the beggar fell to the ground with an unwilling expression on his face, lifeless at all.
Before he died, he saw a familiar face.
That face belonged to the monk whom he looked down upon.
On the street, everything was normal, and no one noticed anything strange.
The previous scene happened too fast, and the beggar was wrapped in the illusion and trap formations, so he didn't even make a sound.
Only a few monks discovered that the beggar was missing, but they didn't know how the beggar disappeared.
Wang Fan didn't say anything more. After killing the beggar with thunderous means, he followed the flow of people into the shop unhurriedly.
Then after getting familiar with it, he followed the flow of people out, quickly merged into the crowd, and disappeared.
About a few kilometers away from where the beggar fell, a thin, middle-aged street vendor suddenly stood up.
"Where's the old beggar? Why did he disappear suddenly?"
He felt something was wrong. The old beggar was still there before, but after just a few breaths, he had disappeared.
Where did he go?
The middle-aged vendor thought to himself, and immediately informed the other companions.
In just a few minutes, a large number of monks swarmed in.
Not only did they surround the entire store, they also surrounded an area within a hundred miles.
This sudden scene also shocked the other monks on the street. They looked at each other and had no idea what was happening.
Why are the monks from the Blood Pattern Sect so crazy? Why did they suddenly come here? Did they find some suspicious person?
The monk army ignored them at all. The leader was a middle-aged man with a cold aura named Yuan Ye, whose cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Earth Realm God.
As an Earth Realm God Killer, Yuan Ye is not proficient in formations, but he has dabbled in them.
Although the illusion and trap formations arranged by Wang Fan were mysterious, they were quickly destroyed by Wang Fan.
But that kind of aura and fluctuations cannot dissipate in such a short period of time.
Therefore, in just a short period of time, Yuan Ye had already noticed something was wrong.
He suddenly looked at the monks around him and asked coldly: "Who did it here just now?"
The monks who were surrounded all looked at each other, but no one spoke.
Yuan Ye was not surprised when he saw this scene, and immediately said: "Immediately control all the monks within a hundred miles and investigate them one by one. This person can't take more than one stick of incense, and there is absolutely no way he can leave in such a short period of time.
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He actually wanted to say that he had sealed off the entire city, but unfortunately, he didn't have that much power yet.
And even the Blood Pattern Sect cannot cover the sky with one hand in the Blood Pattern City.
If it were before, maybe we could cover the sky with one hand.
But now, the Blood Pattern Sect has joined Wang Batian's camp, and there are many Wang family monks in this city.
And it's not just the Wang family, there are also many people from other ancient alliances in the city.
Those are the people his Blood Pattern Sect cannot afford to offend.
When the monks heard the order, they took action immediately without any hesitation.
"What are you doing? I am a direct descendant of the Wang family. How dare you touch me?"
"The Blood Pattern Gate is so majestic. If someone kills someone here, what does it have to do with me? Do you really think that my Yin family is easy to bully?"
"The rats from the Blood Pattern Gate, are you looking for death?"
As expected, the arresting operation of the monks from the Blood Pattern Sect had only been carried out for a short time before they encountered resistance.
Yuan Ye was helpless about this and could only order those people to be ignored.
But this way, it would be more difficult for him to catch the murderer.
The most important thing is that along with the resistance of those high-profile people, other monks also began to resist, and some people have already started to take action.
Although Yuan Ye was very angry, he had no choice.
You must know that most of the people in Blood Pattern City are from their alliance.
If everyone is offended to death, the consequences will definitely not be something the Blood Pattern Sect can bear.
In desperation, Yuan Ye had no choice but to give up continuing the arrest, and instead asked people to secretly start an investigation.
He wants to find out all the people from the enemy camp lurking in the Blood Pattern Gate. Only in this way can the hidden danger be eliminated.
Inn room.
An Xin naturally noticed the movement outside and couldn't help but feel worried.
Such a big thing happened in Bloodstained City, and even the monk army under her sect was dispatched. How could she not hear the news?
There was no need to think about it at all. She also knew that Wang Fan was probably doing something outside.
Just when An Xin was worried, Wang Fan returned to the room with a calm expression, and then sat down leisurely.
"This Blood Pattern Sect is so fast. It just killed a low-level killer, but it reacted so quickly, and it mobilized so many people."
Wang Fan was also a little speechless in his heart.
Because he also underestimated the importance the Blood Pattern Sect paid to those low-level killers.
An Xin was speechless after hearing Wang Fan's words.
Kill a beggar?
is this real?
Why does it feel a little outrageous?
Wang Fan didn't say much, and after telling An Xin not to worry, he left again.
There is a little chaos outside now, and he must continue to take action to make it more chaotic outside.
Only in this way can we make people panic and destroy the Blood Pattern Sect.
Wang Fan thought to himself as he disappeared into the room and took out the beggar's space ring.
When he saw the resources in the opponent's space ring, he couldn't help but want to curse.
How dare you look down on him if you are so poor?
At the edge of a crowded street, Wang Fan stopped again.
He bent down, picked up an inconspicuous scroll at random, and asked, "How do you sell this thing?"
When the uncle who set up the stall heard this, he first looked at Wang Fan suspiciously, and then he was about to ask for the price non-stop.
Suddenly, I found that my eyes had become dim.
He secretly thought something was wrong, and was about to make an emergency response when a loud bang was heard, and his consciousness fell into darkness.