Because Wang Fan changed his appearance, the two middle-stage Xiantian warriors did not recognize Wang Fan as the person who got the withered yellow grass. They were just doing a routine robbery.
Wang Fan was a little depressed. It was really unpleasant to be robbed as soon as he came out.
He had already seen these two guys searching for other people's spiritual herbs, so he thought on his toes and knew that these two guys wanted to rob him.
Wang Fan didn't expect that when he went into the mountain, he met a group of people who were charging entry fees, and when he went down the mountain, he met another group of people who were collecting exit fees. Do you want to live?
Wang Fan was thinking this, but he ignored the two guys and continued to walk outside as if he hadn't heard.
He had better leave here quickly to avoid causing trouble.
Of course, Wang Fan also saw Song Rumei not far away, but after seeing Zhong Lan and the woman in white next to Song Rumei, he simply gave up the idea of going over.
Anyway, he now knows where Song Rumei is. The worst he can do is leave here and go find Song Rumei later to share the spiritual herbs.
"Boy, I called you over. Didn't you hear? Are you deaf or something?" When the two Xiantian mid-termers saw that Wang Fan dared to ignore them, they immediately became angry.
One of them swooped in front of Wang Fan and shouted coldly.
A mere acquired person who dares to turn a deaf ear to their words is simply seeking death.
Wang Fan glanced lazily at the Xiantian mid-termer, and then suddenly realized it as if he had just woken up.
He made a horrified expression and said, "Senior, are you calling me? I'm sorry, I didn't hear you."
Wang Fan looked very frightened, "By the way, what do you want me to do?"
"What's the matter? Are you so damn blind? Didn't you see that those who came down the mountain obediently handed over some of the spiritual herbs?"
The mid-level Xiantian glared at Wang Fan fiercely and said in a cold tone, "Hurry up and open your backpack and let me pick out some of it first."
Lingcao, this is called the downhill fee, and it’s also called the rules, do you understand?”
He was quite satisfied with Wang Fan's attitude. If Wang Fan continued to act stupid or dared to beep again, he would have slapped him long ago.
"Ah?" Wang Fan opened his mouth and asked innocently, "What kind of rule is this? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"Don't you have to hear everything before it counts?"
The Xiantian mid-termer immediately became angry, "I want to ask you, do you want to hand over the spirit grass? It's fine if you don't, but I'm afraid you won't be able to leave this snow-capped mountain."
He felt a little angry again. Just now he felt that Wang Fan had a good attitude, but this guy immediately kicked his nose and raised his eyes. He was really looking for death.
"Give me your sister." Wang Fan changed his previous submissive expression, suddenly gathered a punch, and punched out viciously.
Seeing this scene, not only did the mid-level Xiantian's expression change drastically, but also the expressions of the people around him changed.
It was only a day after tomorrow that he dared to contradict the innate mid-term, but now he dares to take action. Is this the rhythm of seeking death? Where does the courage come from?
"How brave!" The Xiantian mid-termer was even more stunned. He never thought that Wang Fan, a mere acquired man, would dare to make a sneak attack.
He swore that he would cut this bastard into pieces. He wanted to let this bastard know that the authority of the Xiantian Middle Stage was not so easy to provoke.
However, no matter how angry he is and wants to tear Wang Fan to pieces, the first thing he has to do now is to withstand Wang Fan's blow.
Relying on his sense of danger over the years, he took a sharp step back the moment Wang Fan fired his fist. At the same time, he gathered all his strength and moved his arms forward, hoping to withstand the blow.
But as soon as he finished these actions, Wang Fan's fist was already
arrive.
With a bang, the mid-innate stage only felt a pain in the tiger's mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately.
His eyes also flashed with deep horror. Is this a fist that can be punched at the peak of acquired skills? Why does it feel like it is more innate than innate?
Wang Fan would not give him so much time to think. Almost at the moment when his fist was launched, his right leg was lifted up like a tiger whip and kicked him hard in the Dantian. .??.
The purpose of his sneak attack was to kill this person, so he would not waste the opportunity.
With this kick, the mid-level Xiantian could not dodge. He was kicked directly in his Dantian and his whole body was thrown away.
A large cluster of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fell to the ground like a struggling dead dog. After a few flutters, he completely stopped moving, and it was very dangerous.
Wang Fan defeated this mid-level Xiantian in one fell swoop, and his face turned a little pale.
He quickly took two steps back, took out two pills and stuffed them into his mouth, then looked coldly at the other innate mid-termer.
He knew that it was impossible to escape by running now. The only thing he could do was to recover his strength and fight against the remaining innate mid-level player.
As long as this guy dies, the only ones who can pose a threat to Wang Fan are Song Rumei and the others.
Of course, if everyone in the audience attacks Wang Fan, Wang Fan will definitely not be able to defeat him, but that possibility is basically non-existent.
After all, no one knows that he has dead yellow grass on his body now.
When the people around him saw that Wang Fan had unexpectedly killed a mid-level Xiantian in a sneak attack, their expressions instantly became deathly silent, and their eyes were full of disbelief.
The acquired peak can actually kill the innate mid-level in an instant. Not to mention that they have never seen it, even if they have never heard of it, is this still a human being?
At the same time, they were also frightened by Wang Fan's cruelty.
This guy is really scary.
Song Rumei also breathed a sigh of relief. Previously, she was almost
I was so nervous that I almost couldn't help but rush out. Fortunately, Wang Fan destroyed the innate mid-level man.
Zhong Lan was also shocked, but since she didn't know Wang Fan's identity, the shock was far less intense.
But the woman in white was different. She had fought against Wang Fan before, and now Wang Fan actually killed the mid-stage Xiantian instantly. Even if it was a sneak attack, his strength was definitely not weaker than hers.
Even if the two of them fight to the death, she is no longer sure.
She didn't know how Wang Fan practiced and how he became so perverted.
"Good boy, how dare you dethrone my junior brother, you are seeking death!" The other mid-level Xiantian came to his senses and roared at Wang Fan at the top of his lungs.
"If I don't crush you to ashes today, I won't call you Zhou Yongfu!"
His voice was full of murderous intent, making everyone fearful.
"Old bastard, if you want to kill me, I'm afraid you're not qualified enough. You two shameless bitches are blocking the road here and robbing me. I think you're living like a dog."
"I worked hard to find resources, but in the end I made wedding clothes for you. Why? Old bastard, the most shameful thing in my life is shameless old dogs like you."
"If you want to fight, then fight. Don't talk nonsense. If I frown, I'm not a man."
Wang Fan didn't even care about the innate middle stage, and pointed directly at his nose and shouted.
"Okay, okay." The mid-level Xiantian, Zhou Yongfu, was about to explode with anger after hearing Wang Fan's words.
Especially Wang Fan's words like "old bastard", "old dog", and "shameless words" made him so angry that he almost exploded with anger.
He, Zhou Yongfu, was a middle-level Xiantian strong man and had been in the world for so many years. When had he ever been so insulted?
The innate situation swept wildly, and he jumped off the boulder and stood in front of Wang Fan with murderous intent.