Because this wave of music attracted the attention of many powerful people, they all rushed towards this side.
When the person who bore the brunt saw it was Situ Yanran, he shouted: "We found him, take him away quickly, quickly."
"Hmph, she is from my Divine Bird Sect." Several men flew over.
Several major forces rushed towards Situ Yanran.
boom!!!
A figure suddenly fell in front of everyone, and a terrifying wave of air stopped them in their tracks.
Ning Fan finally arrived, glanced at Situ Yan and then glared at everyone: "If you don't want to die, get out of here."
"This woman is infected with greyscale. She will be a disaster if she remains in the world. Do you want to throw away the lives of all sentient beings?"
"Yes, greyscale is a scourge that could kill everyone on the planet."
After hearing the words of a few people, Ning Fan smiled: "Don't blame me, go to hell with all the people in the world. If anyone dares to take a step forward today, I, Ning Fan, will let him sleep here forever."
"Are you Ning Fan?"
When everyone heard this name, they were immediately a little wary. The name Ning Fan was too scary, at least for people of their generation.
Ning Fan can kill people in the late stage of Zhenwu. This terrifying strength is second only to those of Heaven's Proud Men and Heaven's Beloved Women.
Although they are considered the best in their own field, they are still a little behind compared to Ning Fan.
Ye Lan helped Situ Yanran up, checked her pulse, and said, "Xiaofan, Yanran is fine, she's just a little weak."
"Well, Sister Lan, take Yanran and leave. Several masters are approaching."
As soon as he finished speaking, a man stepped on a flying sword and landed in front of everyone on the snow mountain.
"Elder brother, why are you here?" the person from Hidden Sword Pavilion asked in surprise.
The man smiled and said, "Ning Fan is here, how can I not come?"
Then he looked at Ning Fan and said: "Brother Ning Fan, it's our first time meeting you. I hope you are well. You are really young."
"Li Qing, Ning Fan's life is mine." Another figure fell.
"Then let's see who can kill Ning Fan today."
A strong man walked out, carrying a large sword on his back and staring directly at Ning Fan.
The three of them are all strong men in the later stages of Zhenwu, and are only around twenty-five years old.
At this age, he has reached the late stage of Zhenwu, and his future achievements will probably be even higher.
Not only the three of them, there are many people watching secretly. Although their target is Situ Yanran, now that Ning Fan appears, they are even more interested in Ning Fan.
"Sister Lan, I can't leave. You take Yanran and leave."
"Xiaofan, besides them there are other strong men, I can't leave you." Ye Lan was very worried.
At this time, Night Walker's people had arrived. The woman in black looked at the people confronting each other and said, "You go first, I'll stop behind."
Although Ning Fan didn't know why this Night Walker wanted to help her, at this time she didn't have the incredible strength of the Night King, so blocking so many people was just asking for death.
"Nightwalker, it's a pity that the Night King is dead and you can't make any big waves." Li Qing said disdainfully.
"Really!"
As soon as the woman in black drew her sword, the terrifying golden sword light immediately overflowed, shocking the hearts of several people.
An old man watching the battle squinted his eyes and said, "I didn't expect that the Night King's sword actually fell into the hands of that woman."
"Master, this sword gives me a strong sense of oppression."
"Of course, it is an emperor's sword, Tianwen, ranked first among the ten famous swords."
"I see."
Everyone is talking about the sword in the hand of the woman in black.
Li Qing said: "Humph, since you want to interfere, then let's stay here together."