While Tang Fan was running quickly, he took out the talismans and poison pills from the Qiankun bag. If he met a strong person, he could also make a surprise attack.
As soon as he returned to the villa area, he saw a total of twenty killers surrounding Mo Yan's villa.
These people were all dressed in black and had their faces covered. Some of them were attacking the formation outside the villa, while the rest were entangled by Xu Teng and Heizi with money.
The two sides are fighting inextricably. Although these people are only in the early stage of King Wu, their combination should not be underestimated.
Tang Fan could sense the heavy evil aura on their bodies from a distance. He looked like they had crawled out from among the dead. They specialized in murder and arson. They were ruthless and ruthless in their attacks.
Xu Teng was already injured, but fortunately it was not serious.
Heizi and Lai Qian protect the owner eagerly. If it weren't for their help, Xu Teng would have been unable to support himself.
Tang Fan turned around and saw Mo Yan standing anxiously inside the door. After seeing that she was okay, Tang Fan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the killer with all his energy.
"You all deserve to die!"
Tang Fan roared and rushed over.
Killing these people would be considered as justice for heaven, but keeping them would be a disaster. I don’t know how many more people will suffer.
Tang Fan was furious, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of flying swords flew out of the Qiankun Bag, forming a huge sword array.
"Puff..."
In the flash of silver light, before those people could react, two people fell into a pool of blood.
Their heads flew high into the sky, and they didn't understand what happened until they died.
"Stand back!"
Tang Fan blocked Xu Teng behind him and swung it again, and another cold light flew out, it was the cold iron ice blade.
The cold iron and ice blade exuded a bloodthirsty demonic nature, whipping up a storm and slashing the three of them into blood mist with devastating force.
"Everyone, come together and kill him!"
The leader roared, and the remaining dozen men in black all rushed towards Tang Fan, quickly using their own killing moves, vowing to kill Tang Fan.
"Today, I will kill all of you!"
Tang Fan stretched out his hand to grab it, and the cold iron ice blade flew back to his hand with a roar.
He took a quick step forward and instantly appeared behind one of the men in black.
"die!"
The white light flashed and the cold wind blew fiercely. The man in black in front of him had just sensed the danger. Before he could open his mouth and shout out, his throat had been cut.
The head flew high into the sky again, blood spurting out from the neck like a pillar and spring water.
"Kill again!"
Tang Fan didn't even look at it, waving his sword as he shuttled between the men in black.
"Set up a formation!"
Tang Fan's strength exceeded the killers' imagination, and half of them died in the blink of an eye.
They did not dare to attack rashly anymore, and gathered together to form an attack formation.
But Tang Fan was in a deserted place, and he didn't even bother to use his spells. He was eager to kill, so he rushed into the formation with his sword in hand.
He will kill them with his own hands!
But at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of fighting coming from the woods behind him.
In the past few days, Bai Jingyi has been meditating on the Sutra in the woods. It seems that she has also been attacked.
It seems that these people are determined to put themselves to death!
"Xiaojiu!"
Tang Fan regained his senses and jumped out of the circle the moment he called out Xiao Jiu. He had to resolve the battle here as soon as possible.
"Chirp chirp..."
The Nine Phoenix Divine Fire screamed, and the moment it flew out, it turned into a sea of blue and green fire, surrounding the men in black.
"Ah...this is divine fire, run!"
But it was too late. How could they contend with the power of the divine fire?
As soon as Xiao Jiu spread and the men in black screamed, they were all burned to ashes.
All this happened in a flash of lightning, and all twenty killers met the King of Hell.
Tang Fan took out a large number of talismans from his arms, handed them to Xu Teng and said, "You take Heizi and the money and hide in the villa. If you have nothing to do, don't come out. If you are in danger, throw out the talismans!"
"clear!"
Xu Teng's confidence doubled when he saw that Tang Fan easily eliminated many killers.
"Jingyi is in danger, I'll go take a look."
Tang Fan shouted to Mo Yan in the villa.
"Please be safe."
Mo Yan nodded, she would never lose her temper in front of big issues.
Besides, despite her usual jealousy towards Bai Jingyi, the two of them actually have a very good relationship.
Tang Fan jumped into the air, and with a sweep of his purple eyes, he saw Bai Jingyi fighting with two warriors in the woods. There was also a middle-aged warrior standing aside to watch the battle without taking action.
Bajimen, either you will destroy me, Tang Fan, or I will destroy you!
Tang Fan had already noticed that this group of people were using ancient martial arts moves from the Baji Sect.
He launched at full speed, turned into an afterimage, and rushed in within a few breaths.
"Jingyi, get out of the way!"
"You go deal with that master and leave those two losers to me. My aunt is just using them to practice!"
Bai Jingyi's whole body was full of murderous aura, and she did not give in at all. She held the soul-chasing willow leaf whip in her hand, like a violent beast.
Tang Fan took a closer look and found that she had not fallen behind, so he felt relieved.
It seems that Bai Jingyi has improved a lot through her insights in the past few days.
He turned around and flew in front of the middle-aged warrior, and saw that he was at the peak of the Martial King, and was about to break through to the Martial King.
This person still has true energy in his body and is a master of both martial arts and immortality.
There is a weird scimitar hanging on his waist, which can sense many wronged souls, and these wronged souls make the sword exude a magical nature.
This demonic nature has infected this man, causing him to have a strong smell of blood, and he can tell at a glance that he has killed many people.
"Send your name!"
Although Tang Fan had already guessed the identity of this person, he still held the cold iron ice blade in his hand and asked majestically.
"I am Chen Xiaotian, deputy master of the Baji Sect, Chen Yang is my son!"
Chen Xiaotian's cold voice seemed to come from hell, extremely evil.
"Are you here to die too?"
Tang Fan smiled coldly and didn't take him to heart at all.
"Tang Fan, let me ask you something, was my son Chen Yang killed by you?"
"Yes!"
Tang Fanhun replied nonchalantly, now that the matter is over, there is nothing to deny.
"Very good, if you hand over his body, I can keep your whole body. Otherwise, I will not only kill you, but also kill all your relatives and friends around you and bury my son with him!"
Chen Xiaotian roared angrily, his eyes were red and the corners of his eyes were about to burst.
Chen Yang is his only son. He has been extremely talented since he was a child and has been given high hopes by him.
During this trip to Jiangbei, I wanted him to show off his abilities, but he didn't expect that he would die before leaving. He felt a pang of regret when he thought about it.
"Haha, I'm sorry, he has been burned to ashes by me, and I can't find him. If you take a deep breath, you might be able to feel his breath..."
Tang Fan snorted coldly, without any sympathy.
This father and son have killed so many people in this life, and all of this is retribution.
"Ah... Tang Fan, you damn bastard! I'm going to cut you into pieces in a moment!"
Chen Xiaotian exuded all his demonic nature and was ready to go.
"Get out of here. Now that you're here, why are you still hiding your feathers?"
Tang Fan suddenly said to the woods behind him, he had already seen that there were masters hiding in it.
"I didn't expect you to find me!"
From the woods behind Tang Fan, a middle-aged monk who was at the peak of his elixir formation flew out.
This man was dressed in red, his eyes were filled with evil intent, and he looked even stronger than Chen Xiaotian.
Tang Fan understood, and these two strong men set up a killing array for him.
With a sinister smile on his face, he stared at Tang Fan and asked: "I'm very curious, you are a foundation-building monk, why are you so crazy?"
"I'm also very curious, aren't you at the pinnacle of pill formation? Why do you look down on me?"
"Ha ha……"
The monk in red laughed loudly and said, "Since you can kill Chen Yang, you must have some abilities. I hope you don't disappoint me!"
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand to attack.
"Wait!"
Tang Fan shouted loudly and used his purple pupil divine eyes to study him thoroughly.
He felt the same aura as Chen Yang in this person.