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Chapter 647 poignant and charming

Two-leaf Zhilan, that is a spiritual herb that is rare in the Guwu family, and even the average Guwu family does not have it.

Yan Zhenliang and Yan Zhenliang looked at each other with strong surprise in their eyes.

Originally, they had no intention of letting Wang Fan go, but now that they heard that there were two Ye Zhilan, they were even less likely to let Wang Fan go.

If you let them share this kind of thing equally with an acquired ant, they won't be so stupid.

As soon as Wang Fan saw the faces of these two people, he knew their dirty thoughts.

Of course, Wang Fan is not a fool. Since he dares to name the two Ye Zhilan, he is sure to kill these two people.

What's more, when he told Liang Ye Zhilan, what he was waiting for was the loss of consciousness of these two people, and what he was waiting for was the surprise of these two people.

Before the surprise in the eyes of Yan Zhenliang and the two of them faded away, Wang Fan suddenly threw away his backpack and rushed towards him crazily.

The wind of his fist surged, and he hit Yan Zhenliang who was closest to him without hesitation.

This guy had threatened him before and wanted to kill him unreasonably. Wang Fan naturally had nothing to be polite about.

"You bastard, you." Yan Zhenliang never expected that Wang Fan would suddenly take action, and his expression changed drastically in an instant.

However, in his early stage of Xiantian, even if he fought head-on, he might not be Wang Fan's opponent. He was even more unable to dodge Wang Fan's sneak attack.

With a bang, Wang Fan's fist hit Yan Zhenliang's chest without any obstruction.

There was a violent cracking sound, and Yan Zhenliang's ribs were shattered in an instant, and his whole body was sent flying backwards.

His eyes flashed with intense horror and anger.

"Xiantian?" He only had time to spit out two words before his body hit the wall in the distance. The wall shattered and he fell to the ground. Large amounts of blood spurted out from his body, and he could no longer send out any sound.

Make no sound at all.

"No, you're wrong, I'm just an acquired ant." Wang Fan destroyed Yan Zhenliang in one fell swoop, without any hesitation, and rushed towards his companion.

"Junior brother, I have something to say." Yan Zhenliang's companion's expression changed drastically. He never expected that Wang Fan would kill Yan Zhenliang in a sneak attack.

And looking at Wang Fan's momentum, even without a sneak attack, he might not be able to defeat Yan Zhenliang.

This grandson is so cunning. He obviously has the strength to fight against Yan Zhenliang, but he still wants to sneak attack. It is really shameless.

Of course, Yan Zhenliang's companion no longer cared about whether Wang Fan wanted to lose face, he only thought about how to save his own life.

Although his strength is good, compared to Yan Zhenliang, it is still far behind.

If Wang Fan can depose Yan Zhenliang, he can also depose Yan Wuqing.

"Don't speak hastily. Wait until I punch you, and then we'll talk slowly." Wang Fan sneered, and his fist had already been punched out again.

"You bastard, you're going too far." Yan Wuqing was furious. He backed away crazily and gathered his strength to attack Wang Fan.

It's a pity that although his cultivation level is higher than Wang Fan's, his strength is far behind. In addition, he has fear in his heart, how can he be Wang Fan's opponent?

boom.

There was a loud noise.

Wang Fan smashed his arm into pieces with just one punch. Before he could react, Wang Fan kicked him out again, hitting his Dantian hard.

flutter.

Yan Wuqing spurted a blood arrow several meters long from his mouth and fell heavily to the ground.

"You are so cruel." His entire face turned pale in an instant.

"Ruthless?" Wang Fan smiled, "Am I as ruthless as you? This must not be the first time you have done this kind of killing and stealing, right? If I didn't have two brushes, I would be the one who died now, right?"

"

Wang Fan's tone was full of disdain, "Since you want to rob me, you must be prepared to be robbed by me, so you can't blame me for being ruthless."

As Wang Fan spoke, he walked up to Yan Zhenliang, grabbed his long knife, and cut his throat without hesitation.

Poor Yan Zhenliang didn't even say a word until he died.

Wang Fan killed Yan Zhenliang and Yan Wuqing without hesitation, then put away their backpacks and left the place quickly.

He had already noticed that someone was coming here again, so he had better leave quickly.

Although Wang Fan had a reason for killing people, the people in this snow mountain were all ancient warriors, and they were all crazy people for the spiritual grass.

They don't care whether you have a reason or not. As long as they think they can defeat you, they will kill you without hesitation.

Although Wang Fan has good fighting ability, his strength is only at the peak of the acquired world. I don't think anyone will be afraid of him.

Not long after Wang Fan left, two people rushed here.

The two people looked at the dead Yan Zhenliang and their pupils suddenly shrank.

"Yan Zhenliang? He was actually killed?" One of them stared at Yan Zhenliang and murmured, winked at his companion, and quickly left the place.

Those who can kill Yan Zhenliang are not afraid of their brothers. There is no need for them to chase him to death.

After Wang Fan ran to a corner, he quickly opened the backpacks of Yan Zhenliang and the others.

He had to transfer their belongings to his own backpack, otherwise carrying three backpacks would be too tiring and draw too much attention.

After Wang Fan opened their backpacks, he was instantly stunned.

Together, these two guys actually got more than twenty spiritual grasses. Although the spiritual grasses are a bit low-level, this is not easy.

It can be seen that these two thick-black guys didn't know how many people they robbed or killed.

If Yan Zhenliang and the others really found the spiritual grass based on their ability, Wang Fan would not believe it even if he were beaten to death.

After Wang Fan put away the spiritual herbs from the two of them, he felt very happy. His trip was worthwhile. Even if he could never get the spiritual herbs again, he would be satisfied.

Of course, it is impossible for Wang Fan to leave the snow mountain just like that. He has already obtained so many good things before he has fully penetrated into the snow mountain. You can only imagine how many good things there will be inside.

What's more, there is no news about the withered yellow grass yet. Even if Wang Fan can't get the withered yellow grass, he at least needs to know whose hands it is.

If there is a chance, even if it is a robbery, Wang Fan will snatch the withered yellow grass.

Wang Fan put on his backpack and quickly went deeper.

What surprised him was that half an hour had passed and he didn't see anyone.

This place is deep in the snow-capped mountains, how come you can’t see anyone?

Wang Fan was very strange.

But as soon as he thought of this, his expression changed.

Because he clearly felt that a large number of people were running towards this direction.

"stop!"

"Get her!"

"The yellow grass is in her hand!"

Crazy voices came out, and then a group of people appeared in Wang Fan's sight.

I saw at least twenty or thirty masters frantically chasing a woman. The woman's body was already covered with scars and blood stains, which was a bit sad.

But she still gritted her teeth and ran away like crazy. Her hands were clutching a black backpack. Obviously, the contents of the backpack were very important to her.

The twenty or thirty masters were all red-eyed. They chased with all their strength and smashed rocks and knives crazily, but the woman narrowly dodged them.

Wang Fan felt a little numb when he saw this scene.

How crazy is this.

But when he thought about the withered yellow grass in the woman's hands, he felt relieved.

It is normal for this kind of spiritual grass to attract so many people.

Wang Fan only hesitated for a while, and then decided to hide here first, waiting for this group of people to pass first, and then follow behind.

After all, if he went out to snatch the withered yellow grass now, even if he was lucky enough to snatch it, he would be targeted by everyone.

There are so many masters, but Wang Fan has no confidence that he can fight against them. If one of them fails, he may not even be able to survive.

Just when Wang Fan was making plans, the fleeing woman glanced at Wang Fan inadvertently.

The moment Wang Fan saw the woman's face clearly, his mind exploded.

Song Rumei!


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