Before Tang Fan left, he specifically called his subordinates to give them some instructions, and then he left with peace of mind.
Not long after he left in the big G, he noticed a car following him.
As he drove through the tunnel, a car sped up from the other side.
Want to rob and kill me?
Tang Fan snorted coldly and simply parked the car on the side of the road.
Since you are willing to die, then I will operate on you first!
Seeing Tang Fan get out of the car and wait, the two cars in front and behind him also stopped on the side of the road, and two people got out respectively.
There is a young man in front of him. His cultivation is at the peak of the late stage of foundation building. It seems that he has just broken through and his cultivation is not yet stable.
Behind him is a middle-aged man, whose facial features look familiar, and who is in the middle stage of King Wu.
"Tang Fan, where did you take my son?"
The middle-aged man behind him was filled with murderous intent and his expression was very ferocious.
Tang Fan said coldly: "You lost your son and found me? I'm not a kindergarten teacher!"
"My son is Shen Jiang, did you kill him?"
The middle-aged man's momentum suddenly rose, like an angry thunder.
He is Shen Weihong, the father of Shenjiang, and the master of Jiangbei Iron Leg Sect. His nickname is Shen Iron Leg. It is said that one pair of legs can destroy gold and forge jade, and is very powerful.
Shen Jiang has been missing for a long time, and Shen Weihong learned from Mo Lin that he had probably been killed by Tang Fan.
"I have killed too many sons, I forgot..."
Tang Fan said nonchalantly.
"you wanna die!"
Shen Tiejie's eyes were gloomy, and he flew forward to kill someone.
"Master Shen, wait a minute, I also have something to ask him!"
shouted the young man opposite.
Shen Tiejie snorted coldly, a little dissatisfied at being interrupted by the other party.
"Tang Fan, do you know the whereabouts of my unlucky cousin, An Xiuhai?"
The young man stared at Tang Fan with a proud expression. His name was An Xiuyang, and he was one of the geniuses of the An family.
He didn't take Tang Fan seriously at all, and exuded the pressure of the peak of the later stage of foundation building, shrouding him tightly.
It seemed that as long as Tang Fan made the slightest move, he would be crushed.
Originally the An family didn't care about An Xiuhai's life or death, but Gu Qing, the second uncle of the Gu family, insisted on paying a large sum of money, so the An family found a reason to take action against Tang Fan.
Tang Fan said contemptuously: "Why should I tell you?"
Ye Mei is right, the uncle of the Mo family and the second uncle of the Gu family have joined forces, but I don't know if there are other forces involved behind them.
"It seems that he was also killed by you!"
An Xiuyang smiled sinisterly, stretched out his hand and patted it, and a huge white handprint formed in the air, exuding a terrifying aura, and went straight to Tang Fan to pat it.
Behind him, Shen Tie's legs turned into a gust of wind and kicked Tang Fan in the back.
The two men attacked from front to back, hoping to kill Tang Fan with one move.
Tang Fan took a quick step forward, slightly dodged Shen Tie's leg, and at the same time punched the handprint in the sky.
"Broken Wind!"
A fist light larger than the handprint in the sky suddenly appeared, like a strong wind, and struck directly.
Tang Fan's physical body has been tempered by the Panshan Sutra, and his boxing style is even more domineering than before.
boom!
The shadow of the fist was like the wind, directly colliding with the handprint.
The fingerprints immediately spread and disappeared into nothing.
An Xiuyang frowned, feeling the backlash, and took two steps back.
"Tang Fan, go to hell!"
Before Tang Fan could take a breath, Shen Tie kicked out again, his right leg turning into a blade, as if he was about to kick through the sky, roaring towards him.
"Pan Shan Sutra!"
Tang Fan wanted to test his physical strength, but instead of dodging, he turned around and bumped into him.
“You don’t know what you can do!”
Shen Tiejie laughed loudly, he felt that Tang Fan would definitely die.
But when his leg kicked Tang Fan's chest, it was like hitting a hill.
There was a clang, and the air seemed to explode. Shen Tiejiao looked horrified and was knocked away by Tang Fan. His right leg was almost broken.
His face was full of disbelief, and he spat out several mouthfuls of blood.
"Physical training? So what!"
An Xiuyang saw Tang Fan knocking Shen Tie's leg away with his body, and with a gesture of his hand, four flying swords suddenly shot towards Tang Fei.
"I have a flying sword too!"
Tang Fan waved his sleeves, and dozens of flying swords that he had refined again flew out of the Qiankun Bag in an instant. The sword formation was densely packed, trapping An Xiuyang directly in it.
"so much!"
An Xiuyang was startled, staring blankly at the flying sword that was shooting at him, and quickly took action to defend himself.
Tang Fan took this opportunity to use extreme speed and instantly appeared in front of the seriously injured Shen Tiejie.
Before Shen Tie's legs could stand firm, he saw Tang Fan turn into a black wind and stand directly in front of him.
"ah!"
Shen Tiejie's face turned pale, Tang Fan's speed was beyond his understanding.
"Today, I will use the Twelve Tornado Styles to kill you!"
Tang Fan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, his body spun into a big windmill in the air, and a long leg violently struck Shen Tiejie's head.
Shen Tiejie waved his arms to block him in desperation.
But with a click, his arm was broken immediately. He wailed and took two steps back.
Tang Fan's figure chased after him again, still using the whirlwind twelve style kicks, and kicked Shen Tie's legs into the air.
"ah!"
Shen Tiejie screamed again, and his chest collapsed.
Shen Tiejiao opened his mouth and spurted out blood again. Tang Fan kicked him again and hit him in the chin.
"You...ah!"
The sound of bones breaking was heard in the air, and Shen Tie Leg's neck was directly kicked off.
His eyes were full of unwillingness, but he was no longer breathing.
Tang Fan dealt with a strong man very simply and looked back at An Xiuyang who had just escaped the attack of the sword formation.
He was very miserable at this moment, his clothes had been cut into rags, there were countless cuts all over his body, and he was dripping with blood.
"Tang Fan, I will kill you today!"
An Xiuyang shouted angrily, feeling extremely aggrieved. Even though he was one of the geniuses of the An family, he didn't have so many flying swords!
"Fire Thunder Knife!"
An Xiuyang ignored the pain and saw Tang Fan flying towards him. He stretched out his hand and a huge, cold fire knife flew out in front of him.
The knife expanded infinitely, directly covering the sky, and struck Tang Fan with flames.
Tang Fan saw the extraordinary power of his and quickly used Qian Cheng Ruyang Palm to collide with the big sword.
"boom!"
A fiery breath emitted from the sky, and the fire knife and the sun were all dispersed. The two of them were impacted and retreated respectively.
An Xiuyang suffered more severe backlash than Tang Fan, and he couldn't help but spit out several mouthfuls of blood.
"You...you are not an ordinary mid-stage Foundation Establishment!"
An Xiuyang was afraid and had no courage to fight anymore.
The combat prowess of the two is not at the same level at all. Even if his cultivation level is high, he is still no match for Tang Fan.
Tang Fan said nothing, holding the cold iron ice blade in his hand, his speed exploded, even faster than when he killed Shen Tieji just now.
An Xiuyang was so frightened that he sweated profusely and shouted: "If you kill me, the An family will not let you go! I have a Nascent Soul Ancestor in my family!"
"Even if your family has ancestors who are in the Heavenly Realm, I will still dare to kill you!"
Tang Fan showed no mercy at all. Since he chose to take action, he had no intention of leaving anyone alive.
The sword was swung with cold wind, and An Xiuyang was about to be cut into blood mist.
"You forced me to do this!"
An Xiuyang slammed the storage bag, and a jade pendant flew out.
This jade pendant flashed with dazzling golden light, directly covering him and blocking the cold iron and ice blades.
"boom!"
The jade pendant's protection was very strong, and it directly deflected the cold iron and ice blade.
"Haha, this is the protective jade pendant given to me by my grandpa. It is enough to withstand the attacks of strong men in the Dan Formation Realm!"
An Xiuyang laughed proudly when he saw that the protection was effective.
"I'm driving you crazy! I see how many jade pendants you have!"
Tang Fan was enraged, threw a lot of talismans, and pointed his finger: "Explode!"
All the talismans exploded together, the air was distorted, and the protective power of the jade pendant was directly blasted away.
"ah!"
An Xiuyang was burnt all over his body and his soul was shattered. He turned around and ran away.
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