After taking back his spiritual consciousness, Feng Fan felt quite emotional. He didn't expect the world to be so dangerous. It was rumored that Pu Junjie and Ye Hailong were closely related, but he didn't expect that the truth was like this. Only now did Feng Fan understand why Pu Junjie saw him that day.

Ten people later they were still filled with fear.

Feng Fan didn't have the slightest fondness for Ye Hailong. If he hadn't issued the order to recruit medical staff as disciples of the Haisha Gang's medicine refining hall, he would not have been forced to leave his second uncle. Since Ye Hailong had the idea of ​​​​borrowing a knife to kill someone

, but he refused to let it go as he wished. If the Netherworld Palace dared to send someone to assassinate him, he would have no choice but to use the person to test the magic he had cultivated.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Feng Fan spread his consciousness widely and carefully felt the situation within a ten-mile radius.

Three hours passed, and just after midnight. Feng Fan, who was sitting in the hut, raised his eyebrows, stood up slowly, opened the door gently, climbed over the courtyard wall, and ran in a certain direction.

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Somewhere nearly ten miles away, three men in black were walking hurriedly in the night. "Brother, it is said that ten masters from the Haisha Gang came to protect Pu Junjie this time. I wonder if our operation can be successful?" The person in the hand on the far left

A short man holding a long sword asked in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, twelve of our top masters attacked the Pu family from four directions at the same time. Pu Junjie will definitely have difficulty escaping and ascending to heaven this time." A tall, thin man in the middle with a machete in his hand said with a sneer.

"Even if we fail, the twelve foreign aids will take action immediately. Park Junjie will definitely die this time!" the medium-sized man on the far right with a long mace added. The three of them stopped suddenly, because

At the same time, they saw Feng Fan appearing in front of them like a ghost.

"Who are you?" Looking at the black dagger on Feng Fan's waist in the moonlight, the tall and thin man asked coldly. Anyone who sees a night traveler with a dagger on his waist will not think that this is the case.

People are ordinary people.

"Are you three from the Netherworld Palace?" Feng Fan did not answer the tall and thin man's question, but asked arrogantly.

"Brothers, do it." The tall and thin man stopped talking and shouted lowly. He raised his right hand and the scimitar shot out, carrying a fierce wind and flying towards Feng Fan.

With a sneer on Feng Fan's face, he instantly opened the true energy barrier. With a "chi" sound, the scimitar seemed to be blocked by an invisible object a few inches away from Feng Fan, then stopped, and finally fell to the ground.

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"What the hell!" Seeing this astonishing scene, the man holding the mace in his hand moved forward quickly, raised the mace in his hand a few feet away from Feng Fan, and then smashed it towards Feng Fan.

Feng Fan's mind moved, and a dagger appeared in front of him. Under the faint moonlight, the dagger shone with a soul-stirring cold light. With a "bang", the long mace landed a few inches away from Feng Fan's head.

It seems to be blocked by some invisible thing and can no longer move forward.

Feng Fan flicked his right finger, and a stream of true energy hit the dagger. The dagger suddenly surged and turned into a giant sword several feet long and several inches wide. Under the extremely horrified gaze of the man opposite, the giant sword shook

Shoot out.

The man in black suddenly felt a coldness in his chest, and then a hole appeared, and blood spurted out. With a "clang" sound, the mace in the man's hand fell heavily to the ground. The man in black then fell to the ground, twitched a few times and then died.

Died of anger.

Feng Fan pointed at the giant sword in front of him. The giant sword carried a fierce killing intent and shot towards the short man in black in front of him.

Seeing his companion being killed in a strange way, and then the flying sword attacking him, the short man was horrified. He hurriedly waved his right hand and held the long sword across his chest. With a "plop" sound, the giant sword cut like tofu.

The long sword was cut off at the waist, but the attack only slowed down, and then it stabbed the short man in the chest.

A scream of "Ah" pierced the night sky, and the giant sword penetrated the short man's chest like a torn paper, and the short man fell to the ground.

Feng Fan pointed at the giant sword, and the giant sword flew back and floated in front of him, emitting bursts of soft moans, but this sound was like a life-threatening note to the tall and thin man opposite.

"You...are you a cultivator?" The tall and thin man was extremely horrified. His voice was full of deep fear, but he quickly raised his hands and saw a handful of hard weapons appeared in each hand.

crossbow.

Seeing two hard crossbows pointed at him, Feng Fan showed a trace of sarcasm on his face. When he was testing the True Essence Control Technique, Feng Fan had shot himself countless times with this hard crossbow.

The tall and thin man pressed the mechanism on the crossbow with both thumbs very quickly, and countless arrows shot out. But Feng Fan stayed still, allowing the arrows to attack. When all the arrows reached Feng Fan,

The first few inches were blocked by invisible objects, and they fell to the ground one after another. When all the arrows in the hard crossbow were missed, the tall and thin man's face became extremely ugly.

Feng Fan pointed at the giant sword in front of him, and the giant sword shot at the tall and thin man. Seeing the flying sword coming towards him, the face of the tall and thin man who had just witnessed the power of this giant sword changed drastically, and he raised his right hand in a hurry

, with a hard crossbow across his chest.

With a "Pu Chi" sound, the giant sword penetrated the hard crossbow without any hindrance, and then stabbed the tall and thin man in the neck. The tall and thin man grunted, and then fell to the ground.

Putting away the flying sword, Feng Fan quickly rushed in another direction. In the next period, Feng Fan rushed in all directions and killed twelve Netherworld Palace masters. After killing the last group of masters, Feng Fan

At that time, one of them fired a whistle arrow into the sky before dying.

In a very short period of time, Feng Fan, who felt his true energy was depleted after continuous attacks, suddenly frowned because his consciousness once again sensed twelve other people coming from a distance.

Feng Fan hesitated for a moment and quickly returned to Pu's house. After calling out Qian Laoer and others, Feng Fan told what happened. However, the cultivator's secret was not revealed even a word. He only said that with the help of the golden bell

Zhao and other magical skills killed twelve people.

After everyone was surprised for a moment, Qian Laoer said in a deep voice: "Everyone, it seems that tonight will not be peaceful. Let's all go outside and be sure to keep a strict watch." Everyone left the house one after another and came to station outside.

Feng Fan was still in front of the small house where he lived, sensing the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness. At this time, the twelve people were very close to the Pu family. Because Qian Laoer and others issued a warning, Pu Junjie and some Pu family members

Wake up with a start.

Everyone in the Pu family was in a panic. Their behavior was in sharp contrast to their usual domineering ways. Pu Junjie and Qian Laoer stayed together. Because Qian Laoer was the leader of ten people this time, Pu Junjie thought that Qian Laoer
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