Hearing the old man directly telling Lu Fan to leave, many of the great masters present were frightened and turned pale.
Because now, only Lu Fan can kill the old man and let them leave the village.
Nangong Warrior even spoke directly: "If you can kill him and take us out of here, the grievances between the Nangong family and you will be wiped out, and we can make friends, what do you think?"
When he said this, Grandmaster Cao's expression immediately changed.
Lu Fan openly fought against the ten ancient martial arts families, led by the Nangong, Cao, and Mo families.
Moreover, the Cao family and the Mo family have suffered heavy losses at the hands of Lu Fan one after another.
Now if they lose their biggest ally, the Nangong family, then the two of them will suffer even greater losses in the subsequent confrontation.
Under everyone's nervous gaze, Lu Fan sighed softly, shook his head and said: "Sorry, I am bound to get this grass today. You should know that you are not my opponent. Make a condition, I need it."
Go save people, and you must save them."
"Why."
The old man shook his head, and at this moment, more and more footsteps were heard in the village.
Everyone slowly turned their heads and saw fire flickering in the direction of the village entrance, and then groups of villagers walked out of the village holding torches in their hands.
Their expressionless faces and stiff movements are completely different from the state they displayed when soliciting customers during the day.
And walking in the front was the middle-aged woman where Lu Fan and A Ke stayed, and the little boy, who was also held tightly by her hand.
"This grass is the sacred grass that our entire village has spent our entire lives guarding and growing."
"It is related to the fate of our lineage."
"Now you suddenly come here, with your body like yours, and you want to take it away whenever you want. Do you think it's possible?"
The old man's voice became louder and louder, and the expressions on the faces of the villagers gradually changed from calm to angry.
They walked over quickly, holding torches in their hands, and formed a circle, surrounding all the Grand Masters including Lu Fan in the middle.
And when they got closer, everyone discovered that in the hands of these villagers, they all held a black box. The box was made of wood, and they could hear something inside. They were scratching the wooden box with their claws desperately, trying to