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Chapter 922 Ou Yan Changhong scared away

The air seemed to be suffocating at this moment, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Everyone stared blankly at Wang Fan standing in the middle, their hearts surging, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

powerful!

It's really too strong!

Although Wang Fan's body is not strong and burly, he still gives people a feeling of being unattainable.

Like an ancient giant, one can only look up.

clatter!

clatter!

clatter!

Wang Fanke ignored the shock of the people around him. He moved his steps towards Yu Yuanshen, the only living person.

For a moment, the entire space seemed to be filled with the sound of his feet hitting the ground.

"You, what are you going to do? Let me tell you, I am from the Yu family, and my Yu family has two innate peaks in charge. If you dare to touch me, you will definitely die without a burial place."

Yu Yun looked deeply at the approaching Wang Fan and felt great pressure. Cold sweat broke out all over his body and he couldn't help but scream a threat.

With so many strong men from the Yu family, they thought they were sure of defeating Wang Fan, but who would have thought that the whole army would be wiped out. He felt as if a rabbit had died and a fox had died.

He wanted to stand up and run away, but the pain all over his body made him unable to stand up at all. He could only endure the sting of the injury and rub his body backwards, trying to distance himself from Wang Fan and avoid him.

crisis.

Unfortunately, the effort is in vain.

"Two innate peaks?" Wang Fan raised his head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "So what? If I, Wang Fan, kill you, you will still die!"

His eyes showed disdain, "You seem to have forgotten what I told you. You don't need your Yu family to come to me, I will come to visit you personally."

"I want to see if those two so-called innate pinnacles of your Yu family can allow me, Wang Fan, to die without a burial place."

Along with the voice, Wang Fan had already approached Yu Yunshen, his eyes were lowered, as if he were looking down at an ant, "It's over, rest in peace."

"No! Don't kill me!" Yu Yunshen's eyes became frightened, and he could no longer bear the pressure, so he begged for mercy.

He is the powerful elder of the Yu family, he is aloof, and he wants the wind and the rain. He originally thought that he had taken a dim view of life and death, but when death really came to him, he felt that he was still afraid.

"Please, no, don't!" Yu Yuanshen's pupils widened and he screamed.

It's a pity that Wang Fan didn't show any mercy at all. He swung his sword and cut off his head with a scoff.

Rain of blood sprayed out, and Yu Yuanshen's voice suddenly stopped, causing death. His pupils were wide open, and his eyes were filled with fear.

Die with your eyes open!

At this point, all the Yu family present were wiped out.

Wang Fan put away his sword and slowly looked at the surrounding ancient warriors. When those people met Wang Fan's gaze, they were deeply shocked in their hearts.

Then, with a crash, they dispersed like birds and beasts and disappeared without a trace in a moment.

Wang Fan did not stay here longer, but called Jiang Yurou and rushed over with Hei Ye, Luo Ling and his party.

With his current strength, he no longer needs to hide, and by living with Jiang Yurou, he can also protect Jiang Yurou.

What happened to Luo Ling and the other three reminded Wang Fan that he was afraid that Ou Yan Changhong would jump over the wall in a hurry and the old thing would happen again.

In less than two hours, word spread like the wind that Wang Fan forcefully killed Yu Yunshen and more than thirty other Yu family masters.

The ancient martial arts world was shaken again.

More than thirty ancient warriors, including more than a dozen half-step innate peaks, were all killed by Wang Fan like he was chopping melons and vegetables. What is this concept?

What is the concept of being at your innate peak in your twenties?

Even if you look at the ancient martial arts world, except for the three sects that are so superior, no one in the younger generation can compete with Wang Fan, right?

A generation of genius, nothing more than that.

At this point, no ancient warrior dared to follow and investigate Wang Fan's whereabouts, and even the vassal forces of the Ouyan family did not dare to seek bad luck against Wang Fan.

They no longer dare to mess with such a ruthless man who is powerful and decisive in killing.

After Ou Yan Changhong received the news, he was too shocked to say a word. Even though he was unwilling to do so, he secretly left Xiangcheng that night.

Although he has reached the innate peak, he still doesn't have the strength to kill more than a dozen people who are half-step to the innate peak in one go.

He was not sure about the fight two days later, so he could only retreat in despair.

Everything about revenge and recapturing Herborist should go to hell. None of it was as important as Ou Yan Changhong's life.

Wang Fan didn't know this. After he went to Jiang Yurou's villa, he immediately started to heal Hei Ye and Luo Ling.

Within one night, the injuries of several people were brought under control and began to heal.

Even Luo Ling's nearly disfigured half of her face began to heal under Wang Fan's skillful hands.

For two days, Wang Fan stayed at Jiang Yurou's villa and did not go out.

In addition to healing Hei Ye and others from time to time, he is also taking care of himself and consolidating his realm.

Wang Fan didn't get the news at all about Ou Yan Changhong's escape.

In the blink of an eye, it's time for a fight.

Wang Fan rushed to the top of Jueqing Mountain.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

The top of Jueqing Mountain is already overcrowded, and most of these people are ancient warriors.

Firstly, they wanted to witness Wang Fan's style, and secondly, they wanted to witness this battle.

After all, this is a powerful showdown between the peak innates. If they can watch the battle up close, it will also be good for them to improve their strength.

Since Ouyang Changhong left secretly, no one knew about it.

Everyone is looking forward to this battle and waiting for this battle.

Soon, the hour hand pointed to four o'clock, but Ou Yan Changhong did not arrive.

At five o'clock, Ou Yan Changhong still hadn't arrived.

On the top of the mountain, there was only Wang Fan.

Wearing a loose sportswear, he stood facing the wind. From a distance, he looked extremely handsome.

However, Ou Yan Changhong never came.

Six o'clock...

seven o'clock...

Eight o'clock...

It was already dark, but Ou Yan Changhong was still nowhere to be seen.

"Your sister must have been played. That old turtle Ou Yan Changhong didn't dare to challenge and ran away!"

"Innate peak, let me fuck your sister, I think she is an innate tortoise and she is just about the same."

"Damn it, I've been standing here for more than five hours. Could it be that I'm here to drink from the northwest wind?"

"Ouyan Wugui, you are so fucking disgraceful. It is simply a shame that there is a scum like you in the ancient martial arts world."

Countless ancient warriors couldn't help but cursed angrily.

Damn it, their legs were sore when they stood there, and they didn’t even see Ou Yan Changhong’s shadow. Isn’t this kidding?

If you don't dare to accept the challenge, just don't fucking answer it. You might as well make a statement in advance. You're just fooling everyone.

For a time, Ouyan Changhong and even the Ouyan family were scolded and bruised by all the ancient warriors.

On the contrary, Wang Fan, who was standing on the top of the mountain, had grown taller.

Look, that's what people call real men.

Wang Fan also felt a little unhappy. He waited for four or five hours, but was let go. Isn't this a joke?

If Ou Yan Changhong dared to appear in front of Wang Fan at this time, Wang Fan would definitely blow his head off.

It's really, really shameless.

There was no other way, Wang Fan could only go down the mountain, and all the ancient warriors could only curse and leave.

When everyone was reviling Ou Yan Changhong, Ou Yan Changhong had already arrived at the Wrath Fist Gate, one of the three gates.

There are three sects in one sect, they are aloof and majestic and cannot be provoked. Even the Ouyan family is just a small thing in front of them.

The Wrath Fist Gate is one of the three gates.


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