Several swordsmen drew their swords instantly and stared at the two of them eagerly.
The leader chuckled and said: "How dare you be so arrogant after touching us? Haven't you heard of the name of the Seven Bloody Evil Swordsmen?"
"Those who know the truth, take out the spirit stone immediately, otherwise your blood will be splattered here today!"
Ye Fan looked at them strangely, is it so difficult to live well?
Why do you have to seek death here?
Moreover, in this barbaric tribe, there are actually such pretentious villains. The people of this barbaric continent are really wild.
Han Ling Hua Luo grabbed the short knife and was about to take action.
However, Ye Fan stopped him and said: "It's just a spiritual stone, why are you so excited?"
The leader thought that Ye Fan had compromised, and laughed wildly: "That's right, we are just asking for money, and we don't want to hurt anyone. Take out the spirit stone, and you can continue to eat and drink without disturbing us!"
Ye Fan glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, chuckled and said, "Then take out the spirit stones. Why are you grinding them?"
The Seven Bloody Evil Swordsmen were angered by Ye Fan's words and burst out with bursts of murderous intent.
The leader said coldly: "I want your spirit stones. Do you think I want to give you spirit stones? Do you really want to seek death?"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan just pointed.
The power of the Black Emperor was like a sword blade, directly cutting off the leader's neck, and the head flew out.
This scene shocked everyone present.
The faces of the remaining six swordsmen changed drastically. Their boss was killed like this. What on earth did this young man do?
It was naturally impossible for Ye Fan to explain to them, he just said calmly: "Hand over the spirit stone, otherwise you will all die!"
The swordsmen looked at each other with displeasure, turned around and ran away.
Ye Fan's palm power erupted, and the Black Emperor's power spread out. In an instant, the ground trembled.
Not only the people in the tent, but also the people outside felt a violent shaking and thought it was an earthquake.
And five of the six swordsmen were smashed into pieces in the blink of an eye.
Flesh and blood were blown everywhere.
The store owner was so scared that he hid under the table. It was so scary.
The remaining swordsman simply knelt at Ye Fan's feet with a bang, slapped himself in the mouth, and begged for mercy: "Spare my life, spare your life, I will give you all our spiritual stones, spare my life."
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It seemed like there were a lot of spiritual stones, but when he took out all the spiritual stones in his arms, Ye Fan glanced at them and saw that they were just a dozen low-grade spiritual stones.
But at least it was enough for the meal. As for the swordsman, Ye Fan also gave him a thumbs up and moved his head away.
When Han Ling Hua Luo saw Ye Fan killing someone, she didn't blink her eyes or even show any unnecessary expression. She felt both love and fear for him in her heart.
Ye Fan had almost eaten, but the store owner said he would not pay for anything, fearing that Ye Fan would become murderous and kill him as well.
The two of them left the tavern, got on their horses, and continued heading south to the wild continent.
According to Hanling Hualuo's schedule, they would arrive at Migu Town in the evening, rest there for one night, and continue their journey tomorrow.
Because the horses were running a little slow, it was already evening when they arrived at Migu Town.
Migu Town is a quiet place, there are not so many lively shops, and Migu Town looks relatively shabby.
Ye Fan also saw many beggars on both sides of the street.
Every beggar stared blankly at the people coming and going, hoping to get something to eat.
But no one who passed by was willing to help them.
Hanling Hualuo had kind thoughts in her heart, so she bought a hundred steamed buns in an inn and gave them to the beggars.
She looked at the beggar wolfing down the food and said helplessly: "The Wilderness Continent used to be rich in water and rice, but then a fire from the sky fell on the continent. From then on, the continent suffered from year-round drought!"
"A hundred years ago, five suns suddenly appeared in the sky, which made things worse. Therefore, people on the mainland could only go out to farm at night."
"During the day, we try our best to cover the farmland, but the most important water is controlled by the tribe, the sect, and the people who manage the mansion!"
"If you want water, you have to exchange it with food, or buy it with spiritual stones!"
When Ye Fan heard this, he felt nothing at all, and it had nothing to do with him.
I simply ate a few steamed buns and then went back to my room to meditate.
Han Ling Hua Luo originally wanted to say a few more words to him, but when she saw Mark leaving, she could only shake her head helplessly.
After a night of meditation, although Ye Fan still has not recovered his memory, he is more able to control the spiritual energy in his body.
These are things imprinted in his bones. Even without memorizing, Ye Fan can understand a lot of things.
Hanling Hualuo has prepared dry food and water for the road. If we walk for a day, we can reach Hanling Gate in the evening.
However, they still delayed some time when passing through a territory controlled by a tribe.
This tribe called Poshan controls the main entrance to Shuiyue Mountain. To go to Hanling Gate, you must pass through Shuiyue Mountain.
When passing the checkpoint, Hanling Hualuo said quite confidently: "Hanlingmen has had a long-standing relationship with Mang Zhenyuan, the leader of the Poshan tribe. We can pass it when the people in front pass by!"
Ye Fan didn't speak, he just raised his head and looked at the levels in front of him.
In front of them, there were dozens of people waiting to pass the checkpoint. Everyone who passed had to pay spirit stones or food for passing the checkpoint, depending on the number of people and what they took.
Around the level, people dressed in black, wearing wide hats, and holding long knives looked warily at everyone who passed the level.
The cultivation level of those people is not high, that is, they are only at the level of foundation building.
Soon it will be their turn to clear the level.
When Han Ling Hua Luo was about to start a friendship, Ye Fan discovered that the disciples of the Poshan tribe were holding their long knives tightly and looking at them gloomily.
The expression on the face of the person who was talking to Han Ling Hua Luo was also extremely unnatural.
At this moment, ten crossbowmen suddenly appeared not far away, and aimed at the two of them, they fired a barrage of crossbow arrows.
Han Ling Hua Luo was not alert at all. She was stunned when she saw the crossbow arrow coming close to her.
Ye Fan's cold eyes flashed, and the Black Emperor's power exploded instantly.
The extremely violent command flag, like a raging wolf in the sea, shook the whole checkpoint and all the disciples into a rain of blood in the blink of an eye.
The crossbowman was loading arrows, and Ye Fan was still behind him. Several streams of spiritual energy shot out, and the crossbowman screamed and wailed.
When there was only one crossbowman left, Ye Fan grabbed his neck and asked angrily: "Who told you to do this?"
The crossbowman had long been frightened out of his mind, and said in fear: "Spare your life, this is the order given to us by Lingxiao Tower, asking us to stop you two. If we don't obey the order, we will destroy this place!"