In the violent explosion, the already dilapidated courtyard was destroyed in smoke.
"Who is it!"
"Enemy attack!"
The small courtyard was in chaos, and several figures flew out. Among them were two foundation-building monks. Because they were at the center of the explosion, they were instantly burned to black coal.
"Who are you? You dare to attack our Donghai He Family Guards!"
A middle-aged monk who was in the early stage of forming the elixir made a secret and rushed towards Tang Fan.
A flaming knife struck out of the air, and it looked like Tang Fan would be split into two halves if he didn't dodge.
"The Donghai He family, are they awesome?"
Tang Fan held his hands in front of his chest and did not dodge at all.
"Junior, I'll make you arrogant!"
The middle-aged monk in the early stage of pill formation was very close to Tang Fan, and the flaming knife had already fallen in front of Tang Fan.
Behind this person, there were countless figures flying towards him, surrounding Tang Fan from all directions.
Some of these people were still injured, which were caused by Tang Fan's punch.
Tang Fan's expression remained as usual, with a sarcastic smile on his face. He didn't even blink, and allowed the flaming knife to fall between his eyebrows.
"Bang!"
Tang Fan's body shot out with dazzling light, surrounded by lightning dragons, and directly collided with the flame knife.
"Crack!"
The flaming knife was shattered inch by inch, and then the blade completely collapsed and disappeared into nothing.
"puff!"
The middle-aged monk who was in the early stage of forming the pill wailed and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"You...you're okay!"
The middle-aged monk covered his chest with his hands and looked at Tang Fan in great horror.
"You are too weak..."
Tang Fan looked helpless, as if a master was lonely, and he raised his hand to tidy up the long hair on his forehead rather coolly.
"I didn't expect that in my eyes, the early stage of pill formation would be so weak, haha..."
Tang Fan's face was full of arrogance, his eyes were focused, and he shot out a bloodthirsty light. He took a step forward, his body turned into a gust of wind, and flew towards the middle-aged pill-forming monk.
"No!"
The middle-aged monk was so frightened that he almost lost his mind. It was not that he had never seen a strong person before, but this was the first time he had encountered someone as young as Tang Fan with such a powerful body.
He no longer had the determination to fight, so he turned around and ran away.
"You hit me and you just want to run away. That's too easy for you!"
Tang Fan snorted coldly, burst into speed, and fell behind him in an instant.
He raised his hand to grab it, and the flame claws flew out, like a fire dragon, and pinched his neck fiercely.
"Crack!"
There was a blood-curdling explosion, and the man's neck was crushed by Tang Fan.
Before his soul could fly out, Tang Fan's flying soul had already flown out. He opened his mouth and sucked in, having a delicious meal.
"Come back when you're full and we'll continue!"
A cruel smile appeared on Tang Fan's lips, and with a thought, the soul-splitting villain flew back and landed on top of his head obediently, and the Yin Qi on his body became even stronger.
"Who's coming next?"
Tang Fan turned around and looked at the people around him who were looking at each other in fear and fear, like bloodthirsty devils, preparing to strangle them one by one.
"He...he is Ye Tang!"
I don't know who shouted, and everyone reacted and looked even more fearful.
"Ye Tang, do you know the consequences of offending the Donghai He family?"
Another young monk flew out. His cultivation had reached the middle stage of elixir formation, and his clothes were more noble than the previous one.
"Since you want to argue with me, let's make it clear!"
Tang Fan turned to look at the young monk and smiled calmly: "I don't know what nonsense the He family is, I only know that you took the initiative to provoke me!"
"Ye Tang, it's... you offended my young master first. Since you took the initiative to find me today, today will be your death anniversary next year!"
"May I have your name?"
"This is the He family, He Zuo!"
"I don't care whether you are left or right, I'll leave this anniversary to you!"
Tang Fan made a gesture, and the Heavenly Thunder Divine Finger shot out, heading straight for He Zuo's chest.
"Huh, what a small trick!"
He Zuo patted his storage bag and took out a pennant.
The pennant flew towards the thunder and seemed to wrap it up.
"This magic weapon is interesting!"
With a thought in Tang Fan's mind, a silver sword suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of He Zuo, whizzing towards him.
"Ah...how could it be!"
Tang Fan had already mastered the Ningsha Buddha Slash to the point of perfection, and before He Zuo could react, the silver light sword passed through his chest.
"ah!"
He Zuo screamed and looked down at the hole in his chest. He didn't even think about how Tang Fan did it until he died.
Tang Fan took this opportunity to fly in front of He Zuo, his soul flew out, opened his mouth and sucked in He Zuo's soul.
He Zuo's body tilted and he fell to the ground.
Tang Fan stretched out his hand out of habit and pulled He Zuo's storage bag into his hand.
Tang Fan would never let go of the loot when he killed people and grabbed treasures.
He turned his head and glanced at the split soul, and found that it was full of energy, filled with Yin Qi, and seemed to be about to break through.
"Brother!"
A young man rushed over like crazy and hugged He Zuo's body.
He is He Zuo's younger brother, He You.
Tang Fan raised his hand and put He Zuo's pennant back into the Qiankun bag.
In the blink of an eye, Tang Fan killed two people in a row, which created a powerful deterrent to the surrounding He family guards.
Especially the split soul hovering above Tang Fan's head is even more terrifying.
"Ye Tang, I want to avenge my elder brother."
He You's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura. He held a long knife in his hand and struck directly at Tang Fan.
"Okay, I'll let you be my companion!"
"Are you interested in playing with knives? I have one too!"
Tang Fan snorted coldly, raised his hand and took out the cold iron ice blade, and rushed towards He You.
He You is also in the middle stage of pill formation, and his combat power is similar to that of He Zuo.
The two of them collided instantly, and He You slashed Tang Fan's right shoulder diagonally with his sword.
Tang Fan faced the blade, swung the cold iron ice blade, and struck it down in the same way.
He was completely risking his life and treated the cold iron and ice blade as an ordinary weapon.
"you!"
He You was shocked. He had always been known for not being afraid of death, but he didn't expect that Tang Fan was less afraid of death than he was.
"Hey……"
Tang Fan smiled slightly, he saw He You's timidity, and before the other party could change his move, the cold iron ice blade had already landed on his collar.
"puff!"
Blood flew out, and He You's head flew high into the sky.
With just one move, Tang Fan killed a monk who was in the middle stage of pill formation.
The flying soul flew out again, absorbing He You's soul just like before.
The yin energy on its body is stronger, and its translucent body is becoming more solid, which shows that this soul has greatly helped its cultivation.
"You guys, come together!"
Tang Fan turned to look at the others and flew forward.
"Ye Tang, don't be arrogant. Don't think that there is no one in my He family!"
Among the crowd, two monks who were in the late stage of forming pills flew out.
When the two looked at each other, they understood each other's thoughts and prepared to work together to strangle Tang Fan.
"In the late stage of pill formation, two... should be enough!"
Tang Fan became more courageous as he fought, and he also wanted to test how deep his potential was.
With his current ability, he no longer bothers to use the art of the underworld when facing one or two opponents of the same level.
Tang Fan just wants to fight hard to hone himself.
"Send your name!"
Tang Fan greeted him with a sword and spoke coldly.
"Hey Jun!"
"He Hu!"
"I want to see if you He family members are enough for me to kill!"
Tang Fan raised his hand and threw the cold iron ice blade towards He Jun, then made a fist and rushed towards He Hu.
"Ye Tang, you are looking for death!"
The two of them felt deeply insulted when they saw Tang Fan trying to deal with them at the same time.
He Jun made a secret gesture and shot out a flying sword to resist the cold iron and ice blades. He Hu raised his hand and threw out a slender golden rope.
This golden rope was like a small snake, very flexible, and it curved and flew towards Tang Fan's arm.
Tang Fan stared at the golden rope with strange eyes, and then gave up resistance.
His raised arm was instantly wrapped in rope.
"Haha, idiot, this is the trapped immortal rope. As long as it is entangled, you will not be able to perform your cultivation! Don't say it's you... huh?"
He Hu laughed loudly, but then his smile froze, as if he had seen something terrible.
"Can't use your cultivation?"
Tang Fan smiled slightly, and playfully shook his arm that was entangled with the immortal rope. Under the astonished gaze of the other party, he clenched his fist and punched him between the eyebrows.
"ah……"
In He Hu's eyes, Tang Fan's fist was getting bigger and bigger.