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"Stop, if you come after me again, don't blame me for crushing your Young Master Hong to death!" Lu Fan said coldly with one hand stuck on Hong Li's neck.
In the mud, he couldn't call out the iron wings, and he couldn't completely shake off the ten Nascent Soul fourth-layer powerhouses, so he got out of the mud.
When the monks heard this, they hurriedly stopped.
However, the pupils of the vast majority of monks kept flickering, especially the ten Nascent Soul fourth-layer powerhouses.
What Lu Fan represents is a bunch of extremely generous rewards, and it is absolutely impossible for them to give up these rewards.
"Boy, release Mr. Hong quickly, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!" The leading strong man flashed his eyes and shouted coldly.
"It's not impossible to let him go, but it's only possible to let him go after I retreat to a safe place." Lu Fan said in a deep voice.
"Dream." The leading strongman's eyes were cold, and he directly refused, "Since you don't know good from bad, then don't let us kill you."
As he spoke, he waved his hand and ordered everyone to continue to rush forward and grab Lu Fan.
"Wait, don't you even care about Hong Li's life?" Lu Fan shouted, pushing Hong Li forward.
"Let's not talk about Hong Li, even if you hold City Lord Hong in your hands, you won't be able to save your life The ancestor of the immortal said long ago that as long as he can catch you, no matter how high the price is, he will not hesitate to pay for it." .¡± The leader said with a gloomy face.
After finishing speaking, he ignored Lu Fan and waved his hand to urge everyone to rush forward.
The cultivator's eyes flickered a few times, then he persisted in his long sword and continued to press towards Lu Fan.
"Hong Li, you have also seen that these guys don't care about your life, you can't blame me!" Lu Fan's eyes flickered slightly, and his big hand relaxed a little, allowing Hong Li to make a sound.
"Don'tdon't, please" Hong Li was terrified and begged for mercy.
At this moment, he no longer dared to underestimate Lu Fan. The opponent only relied on the seventh level of Jindan to capture him easily from more than 30 men, and among the more than 30 men, there were more than a dozen strong people in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
Lu Fan's methods are difficult for even ordinary Nascent Soul mid-stage powerhouses to do.
"Don't beg me either, it's them who want to kill you now, not me." Lu Fan pointed to the monks who were rapidly approaching them, and said coldly.
When Hong Li heard this, he quickly turned his head, stared at the monks with extremely sinister eyes, and growled viciously.
"You bastards, stop quickly! If anything happens to me, my father will definitely not let you go, and he will cut off your heads and destroy your entire family!"
The monks in front of them paused, and their expressions changed in surprise.
Although Mr. Hong is a Jindan ninth-level cultivation base, his father is the city lord of Ningdu City, and he is also a strong man at the peak of the eighth-level Yuanying, with terrifying strength and cruel methods.
If Young Master Hong filed a complaint in front of his father, they would surely die, even their family members would die.
The leading powerhouse also knew how powerful City Lord Hong was.
However, the rewards given by Xianzu are too generous, as long as he can get these rewards and hug Xianzu's thigh, then he will no longer have to be afraid of City Lord Hong.
What's more, the nine Nascent Soul fourth-layer powerhouses beside him are all his people, and they all obey his command. As long as he can capture Lu Fan alive and kill all the insiders, City Lord Hong will not know who killed Hong Li.
Thinking of this, the leader's eyes flashed, and he shouted coldly, "Young Master Hong, it's not that we don't care about your life, but that the immortal ancestor has a life first, and we dare not disobey it. . . . The order made it very clear that as long as Lu Fan can be captured alive, no matter how much the price is paid, no matter how many people die, he will not hesitate. On the contrary, if someone dares to let Lu Fan go, he will have to bear it. The Thunder of the Immortal Ancestor is furious."
As soon as this remark came out, the faces of the monks present became even more frightened.
Although City Lord Hong is terrifying, compared with Master Xianzu, he is nothing compared to Master Xianzu, not worth mentioning at all.
Master Xianzu only needs two or three vines to easily kill the eighth-level Nascent Soul powerhouse.
Everyone's expressions made the leader very satisfied.
The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he raised the long sword in his hand, and shouted, "Everyone, don't be stunned anymore, you have all heard about Master Xianzu's temper. If Lu Fan is allowed to run away, we and our clansmen will all die!" will die horribly."
The other Nascent Soul Four beside himThe strong man also echoed, "Commander Jia is right, Young Master Hong sacrificed himself because of Lord Xianzu, and Lord Xianzu will definitely compensate Lord Hong in the future. We don't need to worry too much, as long as we can capture him alive Lu Fan is a great achievement."
Commander Jia nodded in satisfaction at the subordinate next to him, and then he swung his long sword forward, "Go!"
Bewitched by the two of them, the monks no longer hesitated, and all speeded up and rushed towards Lu Fan.
"Jia Biao, you bastard, I will definitely kill you and your whole family" Hong Li growled with a vicious look on his face.
However, before he could finish his words, a sword glow suddenly flew out of Jia Biao's hand and went straight to Hongli's neck.
"Whoosh"
The sword light was fast and powerful, and it appeared in front of Hong Li in an instant.
Hong Li's complexion changed drastically, and his pupils even revealed a look of incomparable despair.
He didn't expect that Jia Biao was so vicious that he wanted to kill him to silence him.
The two sides are close at hand, and Jia Biao is a strong man at the peak of the fourth-level Yuanying, this sword light is unstoppable, he is dead
"Boom"
Just at this moment, a great sword suddenly appeared from the void with countless flashing arcs and a deep thunderous sound, ready to slash on that sword light without fail.
"Clang"
"Crack"
Lei Ming's great sword cut the life-threatening sword light in two with just one strike.
Jianmang suddenly turned into two pieces of gray scrap iron and fell to the ground.
"Thishow is this possible?" Jia Biao was taken aback.
Although what he released was not a spiritual weapon, it was also a level nine flying sword. It was too exaggerated to be cut into two easily by a small golden core monk.
Soon, he could clearly see the thundering sword in Lu Fan's hand.
"He actually has a flying sword that contains the attribute of thunder? Isn't the treasure of heaven, material and earth that contains the attribute of thunder already extinct? How did he refine his flying sword with the attribute of thunder?"
This discovery made Jia Biao even more surprised, and at the same time, it also made the greedy color in his pupils more intense.
"Hoo"
The cultivation base of Yuanying's fourth-level peak period burst out in an instant, and his figure directly turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards Lu Fan.
Jia Biao's figure was in the blink of an eye, and his big hand, as hard as iron, also stretched out in an instant, grabbing Lu Fan fiercely.
But he didn't expect that Lu Fan's speed was faster than him.
"Whoosh"
With a flash of phantom, the figures of Lu Fan and Hong Li disappeared in place.
Jia Biao was stunned for a moment.
What's going on? The speed of a mere Jindan monk is even faster than him.
When Lu Fan appeared again, he was already hundreds of meters away, and he was the only one left, while Hong Li disappeared.
"Where did Mr. Hong go?" Jia Biao was surprised.
All the monks around also showed expressions of surprise.
For them, it was extremely inconceivable for a living person to disappear in such a short period of time.
Of course, they didn't notice that there was an extra green ring on Lu Fan's right finger.
Lu Fan has three storage rings of this kind, each of which can accommodate three living people. After giving two to Ma De, he still has one left.
"I advise you not to chase after them, otherwise, I will kill them!" Lu Fan ignored their surprised expressions, but shouted indifferently.
"Pretending to be a ghost, today we will definitely capture you alive!" Jia Biao said coldly.
Their strength is strong here. There are ten Nascent Soul fourth-layer powerhouses, more than a dozen early Nascent Soul monks, and more than twenty Golden Core late stage monks. With such a strong lineup, if even a small Golden Core ant If you can't even catch them, wouldn't they lose all their face?
As soon as the voice fell, Jia Biao rushed towards Lu Fan again, and the monks behind him continued to rush forward.
"In this case, don't blame me for being cruel." Lu Fan's face was cold.
Immediately, he raised his hand and shouted, "Made, start to move!"
"Understood!" Made's excited voice came from the dense forest behind. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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