Seeing that he was using Mo Yan as a shield, Tang Fan became furious and immediately controlled the flying sword to change its direction.
"Ha ha……"
The old man in red robe laughed wildly, with a ferocious look on his face, and sneered: "Tang Fan, if I kill her, what can you do to me?"
"Let her go and I can let you leave."
Tang Fan didn't know this person well and was worried that he would attack Mo Yan.
He didn't dare to gamble, and with a wave of his hand, he took back all the flying swords.
"Tang Fan, I have lived for decades, how old do you think I am? Let her go, I will die!"
The old man in red robe simply strangled Mo Yan's neck, his eyes releasing cruel killing intent.
"You won't get anything by killing her. I have no enmity with you. I think you were also ordered by others! Tell me, what is your purpose?"
Tang Fan calmed down and slowly walked towards the old man.
"You are really smart. No matter how good you are in fighting, you are only building your foundation and cultivation. It is not my turn to be afraid!"
The old man in red robe released his grip on Mo Yan's neck, slapped her waist and eyes, and she sat on the ground.
Mo Yan screamed in pain, but it was nothing serious.
Tang Fan glanced at Mo Yan distressedly and asked, "Who is your behind-the-scenes instigator and what are the terms of exchange?"
The old man in red robe smiled sinisterly and said: "I heard that you have a magic weapon left behind by the Tianyuan Sect. It specializes in the soul and swallows people's souls. Can you part with it?"
"Are you afraid of it?"
Tang Fan patted the Qiankun Bag, and the Soul-Eating Cauldron immediately flew into his hand.
The old man in red robe said disdainfully: "Don't provoke me with these words. Give it to me and I will let go of your woman."
Without the Soul-eating Cauldron, would you dare to attack me?"
Tang Fan had already clearly seen the other party's intentions. If he hadn't been afraid of the Soul-Eating Cauldron, he might have taken action long ago.
"Will you give it or not?"
The old man in red robe suddenly pulled out a shiny black short knife from his waist and put it directly against Mo Yan's throat.
"Here, don't hurt her!"
Tang Fan saw that the dagger was highly poisonous and hurriedly threw the Soul-Eating Cauldron over.
The old man in red robe was about to reach out and take it when he suddenly thought of a plan and pulled Mo Yan up and said: "Go get it!"
Tang Fan curled his lips, thinking that no matter how careful you are, you still can't escape my grasp.
Mo Yan took the soul-eating cauldron with both hands and held it in front of the red-robed old man.
The red-robed old man was very cautious and circled around the Soul-Eating Cauldron before receiving it.
"Tang Fan, how to use it?"
The old man in red robe held the soul-eating cauldron with one hand, raised his head and asked.
"Let Mo Yan go, I tell you!"
Tang Fan's mind moved imperceptibly.
"Anyway, once this thing is in my hands, I will figure it out sooner or later!"
The red-robed old man carried the Soul-eating Cauldron behind his back, his expression changed, his cultivation exploded, he released cold murderous intent, and flew straight towards Tang Fan.
He laughed wildly: "Tang Fan, you are really stupid. Didn't your master tell you that Jianghu is dangerous? Haha..."
"Do you think I only have the soul-eating cauldron?"
Tang Fan seemed to have expected that the old man in red robe didn't mean what he said, and had a sarcastic look on his face.
"Tang Fan, you will die in my hands today!"
As soon as the red-robed old man raised his hand, two golden threads suddenly flew out from his back and instantly entangled his body.
"Ah...what is this!"
The old man in red robe still kept his right hand raised, but could no longer move.
A golden silkworm quickly circled around his body, and golden threads flew out, tying him tightly.
It turned out that when Tang Fan took out the Soul-Eating Cauldron, he used his spiritual thoughts to communicate with the Life-Destroying Golden Silkworm and let it secretly hide inside the Soul-Eating Cauldron.
The Soul-Eating Cauldron has a spirit and has already recognized Tang Fan as its master, so it will naturally not harm the Life-Defying Golden Silkworm.
"This is... the life-killing golden silkworm, you... how can you have a strange beast domesticated by the Five Immortals Sect!"
The red-robed old man looked horrified. Although he recognized the life-threatening golden silkworm, it was already too late.
Tang Fan fed this little thing a lot of elixirs during this period, and it also evolved.
The golden threads it spat out were extremely sharp and dug into the red-robed old man's flesh tightly.
"How dare you touch my beloved woman just now, I'll cut off your hand first!"
As soon as Tang Fan finished speaking, dense golden threads appeared on the right arm of the red-robed old man.
Taking this opportunity, Tang Fan quickly flew to Mo Yan, hugged her in his arms, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ah, no……"
The old man in red robe saw those golden threads shrinking, which made him miserable.
"boom!"
There was a sound like a balloon exploding, and the old man's entire right arm turned into a ball of blood mist, leaving only bone residue.
"ah!"
The old man in red robe screamed loudly, and his body was spattered with blood.
"Tang Fan, you are so cruel, how dare you plot against me!"
"Thank you for telling me that the world is dangerous and the worst is yet to come!"
Tang Fan had no sympathy for him. As soon as he finished speaking, the other party's left hand suddenly exploded.
"Everything that happened today was brought on by you!"
Tang Fan's eyes secretly glanced at the pine forest behind the cemetery, and with the cold iron ice blade in his hand, he cut off his legs again.
"Tang Fan, spare my life and I'll tell you who the messenger is!"
The old man in red robe was completely different from his previous self-confidence. He fell to the ground and rolled in pain.
"ah!"
Mo Yan was so scared that she closed her eyes and hugged Tang Fan tightly.
"no need!"
Tang Fan hugged Mo Yan and stepped back, stretched out his hand to grab it, and the Soul-eating Cauldron flew back.
After receiving Tang Fan's instructions, the life-threatening golden silkworm spit out a large amount of golden threads, surrounded the red-robed old man's body, and finally made a sound like an explosion.
"boom!"
The red-robed old man didn't even have time to scream, before he turned into a piece of flesh and blood.
"This is the price for threatening me!"
Tang Fan's voice spread in all directions, killing such people can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.
Otherwise, if we keep him here, he will definitely hurt more people.
"Tang Fan, are you too cruel to him?"
Mo Yan couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
"Are you cruel? If you ask me, it's not enough!"
Tang Fan pulled Mo Yan behind him with one hand and suddenly punched the pine forest.
The four fist shadows completely exploded, and finally overlapped and became like a sun. With a bang, they suddenly exploded over the pine forest.
"ah!"
A scream came from the pine forest, and at the same time, a young man with disheveled hair flew out of it.
He didn't expect that Tang Fan had discovered him, so he had no precautions. He was injured in many places on his body, his cultivation was unstable, and he vomited blood again.
"Tang...Young Master Tang, please spare my life, I have no ill intentions!"
The young man fell in front of Tang Fan with a look of shock on his face, trembling all over, and bowed with clasped fists.
"Are you the one who instigated him behind the scenes?"
Tang Fan asked coldly.
The young man said: "Young Master Tang, this is all a misunderstanding. I just asked him to invite you. I didn't expect him to have the heart to seize the treasure."
"Who are you?"
"My dear, Ye Jian, Ye Mingdao is my father."
After Ye Jian saw the tragic situation of the old man in red robe with his own eyes, he was worried that Tang Fan would do something to him, so he quickly moved out of Ye Mingdao.
Tang Fandao: "Give me a reason not to kill you!"
Ye Jiandao: "Young Master Tang, you have great cultivation, excellent medical skills, and an outstanding alchemist. I hope you can leave the Ninth Division and join our Sixth Division!"
"Haha, if I kill you, I can also join the Sixth Bureau!"
Ye Jian said anxiously: "Young Master Tang, I didn't do anything to hurt you."
"What benefits can I get from joining your Sixth Branch?"
Tang Fan asked seriously, with a thoughtful look on his face.
With a smile on his face, Ye Jian approached Tang Fan as he spoke: "Master Tang, we will not let you participate in any dangerous tasks, as long as you make alchemy. In addition, we will give you another 50 billion in remuneration every year!"
"sounds good!"
Tang Fan looked back at Mo Yan and asked, "Xiaoyan, what do you think?"
Ye Jian took advantage of his unpreparedness, suddenly rushed forward, and shot a flying sword from his cuffs, directly towards Tang Fan's throat!