Finally, in the midst of Fang Zi's dissatisfied thinking, Su Zhao took Fang Zi and the others away.
Only Wang Pan, who was sitting in the corner and seemed to be unnoticed, fell into silence.
"Only by experiencing the catastrophe of life and death can we break through and see our true heart?"
When Su Zhao was talking about his cultivation just now, Wang Pan was also eavesdropping. Although Wang Pan had a strong opinion of Su Zhao and even wanted to ruin Su Zhao's reputation. But he had to admit that Su Zhao's cultivation speed was simply astonishing.
A miracle in the monastic world.
While Wang Pan was thinking, there were some strange moans coming from the second floor.
Wang Pan had just realized something in his heart, but was shattered by this vulgar sound. Wang Pan frowned and said to a disciple next to him: "Go up there and see who is making such vulgar sounds."
"Yes." The disciple took the order and stomped up to the second floor.
Wang Pan fell into thinking again. Not long after, the disciple who went to the second floor came down. He was originally a disciple of the Law Enforcement Pavilion, and he strictly enforced the sect's rules, but outside the sect, he didn't know what to do.
Then he walked down and reported back to Wang Pan: "Chief, there are a few practitioners playing with the filthy sounds made by ordinary people."
Wang Pan frowned even more, an ordinary person?
Wang Pan said: "I remember that there are not many ordinary people in this small town. Why do I hear that there are more than one or two people upstairs?"
The disciple's face was rather ugly: "Senior brother, that person is using ordinary people to practice the art of harvesting yin and replenishing yang. If he is in the sect, I can break his legs right now and take him to the law enforcement hall to confess!"
Within the Demon Slayer's sect, using ordinary people to practice dual cultivation, especially using the furnace method to absorb the opponent's Yin Yuan, is simply a heinous crime, no different from that of a demon.
According to the sect's rules, he must be taken to the main hall of the Law Enforcement Pavilion for questioning.
But this is at the foot of the Demon Slayer Mountain, not the Demon Slayer Sect, and the disciples of the Law Enforcement Pavilion don't know how to make a choice.
Wang Pan's face darkened. He had just asked Su Zhao for this area. As soon as Su Zhao left, evil practices using ordinary people as furnaces were happening here. Then where should he put the face of the chief disciple of the Enforcement Pavilion!
"Let's go and take a look." Wang Pan said.
The owner of Xiaoyao Inn has already hid far away, and only a few waiters are responsible for the sundries. But the waiters are also constantly watching the situation in the inn, and as long as the situation is not right, they will turn around and run away.
If the house is gone, it will be gone. The place is still there. At worst, build another one. If the person dies, it will be in vain. The opponent is either a big sect or a practitioner with strong cultivation. No one is easy to mess with.
Wang Pan smiled coldly, and the people next to him were slightly stunned. They looked at Wang Pan with a clear look in their eyes, walked to the door of the second floor, and kicked the door open.
"Bang."
The door was kicked in half, which made the practitioners inside extremely angry.
"They are people from the Demon Slayer Sect again. They are really looking for death. Do you think we dare not take action against them?" The cultivator of the Hundred Immortals Sect was furious. He threw away the woman beside him and reached out to hold the woman in the corner.
He held a halberd in his hand, put on some clothes and walked out of the inner room.
This is the world of practitioners. The inn looks ordinary, but inside it is well-equipped. Every room on the second floor belongs to a courtyard.
When you open the door, you can only think of it as entering the door into the courtyard. There is a courtyard inside, as well as an outer room and an inner room.
Walking out of the inner room, this disciple of the Hundred Immortals Sect looked at the disciples of the Demon Slayer Sect with a sinister look on his face and his eyes wide open: "You are seeking death!"
"Presumptuous, what are you talking about!" A disciple of the Demon Slayer Sect immediately shouted, this is the Demon Slayer Mountain, and next to it is the Demon Slayer Sect's sect. The name of the Hundred Immortals Sect, they have even named it.
I have never heard of it, it is simply an extremely small sect.
How could the disciples of the Demon Exterminator Sect endure it if he dared to be so presumptuous in front of them? He immediately refused and shouted to let this arrogant sixth-level Taoist know how powerful he was.
This person is also in the sixth level of Daoji, and he is confident enough to achieve a suppressive victory in front of a small sect.
The disciple of the Hundred Immortals Sect touched his head, smiled, and raised his halberd: "I'm talking about you, seeking death!"
On the first floor, hearing the sound of tense situations on the second floor, several waiters from Xiaoyao Inn immediately went to the kitchen and escaped.
Wang Pan frowned slightly, looked at a few people, and said very unhappy: "Don't you know what kind of sect we are? I will give you a chance, and after apologizing, I will spare your lives!"
"Spare your grandma!" The disciples of the Hundred Immortals Sect became even more irritable and did not give Wang Pan a chance to speak again. He came up and swept away with his halberd.
"Back off!" Wang Pan shouted.
The halberds of the disciples of the Hundred Immortals Sect flickered with cold light, and the spiritual power on them turned into sharp murderous intent. The disciples of the Demon Slayer Sect that they encountered were unable to dodge, and a long gash was opened by the halberds.
Su Zhao gave Wang Pan seven disciples of the Deacon Pavilion, but Wang Pan didn't ask for any of them. As the chief disciple of the Law Enforcement Pavilion, if he relied on the people of the Deacon Pavilion for protection, then his reputation as the chief disciple of the Law Enforcement Pavilion would be lost.
, he brought quite a few people, exactly six, and he didn’t mind if one was missing.
Wang Pan looked down on Xiao Yu's style. As the chief disciple of the Law Enforcement Pavilion, although he was the deputy chief, he was also the chief. He was actually licking his face and using the disciples of the Deacon Pavilion, which brought shame to the Law Enforcement Pavilion!
Facing the Hundred Immortals Sect, there was no one in the Deacon Pavilion here, so there was no one to remind Wang Pan that the Hundred Immortals Sect was very powerful. When Su Zhao arranged the task, he just said there was a Hundred Immortals upstairs.
Zong, let Wang Pan pay attention.
However, Wang Pan didn't care at all how much trouble a small sect could cause.
In an instant, three disciples who were in the fifth realm of Taoji were injured by the spears of the disciples of the Hundred Immortals Sect because they were unable to dodge.
"court death!"
Wang Pan was instantly furious. The long sword in his hand came out of his body and turned into a cold light, killing the disciples of the Hundred Immortals Sect.
The disciple of the Hundred Immortals Sect was only wearing a coat with nothing inside. He was attacked by Wang Pan and was hit with a sword in the waist. His purple gown was dyed red with blood.
"Fuck your mother!"
The disciple of the Hundred Immortals Sect cursed loudly, and regardless of the wound on his waist, he swept over with his halberd.
The disciple of the Law Enforcement Pavilion who was in the sixth realm of Daoji also hit him with a palm. He did not expect that the disciples of the Hundred Immortals Sect would hit him at will, without giving the disciples of the Law Enforcement Pavilion any time to react.
When the disciples of the Law Enforcement Pavilion were enforcing the law at the Demon Slayer Sect, very few disciples dared to resist the Law Enforcement Pavilion, and there were other elders in the Law Enforcement Pavilion. Even if they were caught by the disciples of the Law Enforcement Pavilion, there would not be much trouble.
The crime will only be confirmed after a judgment by the Law Enforcement Chamber.
Therefore, generally within the Demon Slayer Sect, no disciple would take the initiative to fight against the Law Enforcement Pavilion.
As a result, the disciples of the Law Enforcement Pavilion were inexperienced when going through real battles. They were attacked by others and were not able to cope with the situation well.
However, the sixth level Daoji and Wang Pan, the strong man in the seventh level Daoji, had already taken action. The two of them joined forces to fight against the halberds of the disciples of the Hundred Immortals Sect.
Several rooms on the second floor were instantly wiped out, and there was a rumbling sound.
From the room where the disciples of the Hundred Immortals Sect were, many men and women wearing purple and black clothes walked out one after another. They all seemed to be disciples of the Hundred Immortals Sect.
There are also ordinary women wearing a layer of gauze. Their eyes are full of excitement, their faces are low in energy and blood, but they look satisfied.
Bang!
The third floor of Xiaoyao Inn was overturned. Wang Pan stepped on the debris of the roof, flashed his body, and quickly killed the disheveled disciple of the Hundred Immortals Sect.
Another disciple of the sixth realm of Taoji also held the spirit secret in his hand and struck the disciple of the Hundred Immortals Sect with a palm.
The disciples of the Hundred Immortals Sect roared wildly, and the halberd swept past again, carrying the power of the sixth realm of Daoji, very arrogantly.
Wang Pan's expression changed slightly. This disciple of the Hundred Immortals Sect seemed to be only in the sixth realm of Daoji, but the power he exerted was far beyond the sixth realm of Daoji, and even in the seventh realm of Daoji.
"Bang."
The disciple of the sixth realm of Daoji was unable to resist, and was swept across his abdomen by the disciple of the Hundred Immortals Sect's halberd, causing his flesh and blood to be ripped apart.
"ah!"
The disciple of the sixth realm of Daoji screamed and fell from the sky.
Wang Pan also found an opportunity and stabbed the disciple of the Hundred Immortals Sect in the abdomen with his sword. The sword energy was spit out and directly destroyed the disciple's Dantian.
"I'll do it..."
The disciple of the Hundred Immortals Sect lost his breath and was kicked in the chest by Wang Pan. He fell down and crashed into the inn.
The roof on the second floor was gone. The other disciples of the Hundred Immortals Sect watched Wang Pan display his power and defeat their fellow disciples. One of the disciples of the fifth level of Daoji said to a woman next to him: "
Go play with this kid and rip out his heart."
The woman in the purple shirt nodded, her eyes showing no trace of pity, as cold as the frozen river water, without a trace of emotion.
The woman's toes touched the ground, and her figure flew out, like an eagle, heading straight towards Wang Pan.
Wang Pan defeated the disciple of the Hundred Immortals Sect, and while he was slowly lowering the seal in his hand, he saw another purple-clothed practitioner coming to kill him, and he immediately used his spiritual power and swung his sword to kill him.
The purple-robed woman's realm is the seventh realm of Daoji, and she hits with a palm whenever she strikes.
The purple-shirted woman's palm print grew larger out of thin air, and the black Taoist text flowed on her white and tender palm, turning into a translucent palm and heading towards Wang Pan.
"Bang." Wang Pan slashed away with his sword, not daring to retain any strength. The disciple of this small sect was so strange that Wang Pan didn't dare to support him.
Using all his strength, Dao Wen flickered on Wang Pan's Xuan Sword. The sword light was more than ten feet long and directly penetrated the palm print that was hit.
The woman in purple robe's expression remained unchanged, and she swung out her palm again, and then, with no regrets, she struck out with another palm.
Wang Pan's expression changed. What kind of cultivation level did this woman have?
Without any time to think, Wang Pan raised his sword to resist...