Chapter 34 The Mysterious Man

The night is filled with boundless blood. This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

From Wang Fan's entry into Yanyang's nest to Yanyang's death by Wang Fan's sword, it has only been more than ten minutes. The strong often win or lose in an instant. When Yanyang's big head fell from the roof and slammed into the crowd under him, the whole square was quiet.

"Big brother!" A sad cry sounded, and a figure ran to Yan Yang's head quickly and picked up Yan Yang's head tightly.

Wang Fan stared at it, but saw the Sadan crying with a tearful face, and his expression was very sad. This made Wang Fan a little surprised. Originally, he thought that a slippery person like Sadan would not be loyal to anyone. Now it seems that this person is not useless.

Sa Dan hugged Yanyang's head and cried for a while. He suddenly raised his head and shouted at Wang Fan on the roof, "I'm going to kill you!" I'm going to kill you! I want to avenge my brother! Ah--"

He shouted, grabbed the iron sword beside him and rushed up. The face is full of ferocious murderous intent!

At this time, Wang Fan had covered his face with the headscarf again. When he saw Sadan rushing up without hesitation, he came to the room with a flexible body! Wang Fan nodded slightly and said, "You still have some loyalty and courage. I'll give you a decent way to die!"

Wang Fan said and released a space ripple on Sadan.

How fast is the instant magic?

In the blink of an eye, Sadan once again tasted the experience of being imprisoned by a powerful force. When was the last time?

Sadan struggled desperately, and his eyes began to be full of blood-red blood. He couldn't breathe and exerted his strength. His limbs seemed to be tied by a boulder. He felt desperate. His face became more and more red, his throat kept swallowing, and his hands stretched out, as if he wanted to grab something.

Gradually, Sadan stopped struggling!

Wang Fan waved his hand and removed the spell. Sadan's body lay softly on the ground and stopped moving! Looking at the body of Sadan's gradually losing its vitality, a complicated look flashed through Wang Fan's eyes.

Suddenly, he felt that he was not so angry!

Although he was used to death in his previous life, he was still relatively restrained in killing under the constraints of the state apparatus and law. But since he came here, the number of people he indirectly killed directly has exceeded ten digits. He could feel that a tyrannical emotion in his heart was affecting him. Let his killing heart expand.

Yanyang is dead!

Sadan is dead!

None of the hundreds of burly men in the square came up to attack Wang Fan again. The cold wind blew through the square at night. Time seemed to stop, and everything fell into absolute silence.

Wang Fan glanced at the crowd below indifferently, exerted his strength under his feet, and flew away lightly along the roof.

After leaving Yanyang's mansion, he did not return to the hotel, but went directly to the wild. Tonight's battle made Wang Fan find that he had made too many mistakes. Originally, with his strength, it should be easy to kill Yanyang, but the actual situation was exactly the opposite. It can be seen that combat experience should be practiced in practice.

All night, Wang Fan was practicing the wind blade. Finally, when the first ray of sunlight appeared in the morning, he successfully condensed a crescent-sized wind blade.

Wang Fan carefully held the long wind blade on the palm of his hand and suddenly shouted, "Go!"

The wind blade flew out of the palm of its hand, swept through the grass on the ground at a rapid speed, and imprinted into a towering tree dozens of meters away. A black crescent-shaped hole was left on the trunk.

"Good!"

Wang Fan couldn't help admiring that he was very satisfied with the power of this wind blade.

Suddenly, Wang Fan felt as if he had been peeped. His sensitive perception told himself that someone was observing him nearby. Wang Fan was shocked and immediately used space to find out and spread out 100 meters around.

The space energy spreads around like a tide. Soon, the special life within 100 meters around will be fed back.

Sure enough, on a big tree behind the side, a bright light spot is like a big light bulb. It's very eye-catching. A message came to my mind

.

Race: Human

Level: Level 3 Primary

Attribute: Dark

Talent: Assassination

After reading this set of messages, Wang Fan, the third-order strongman, is already his unattainable existence. If you want to kill yourself, it's like killing an ant, and the other party has obviously been waiting for a long time. The goodwill and malice are unknown, and it's better to get out of it earlier. He skimmed away in the opposite direction from the man without thinking about it.

To Wang Fan's relief, the other party did not chase him.

"Who is this person? The third-order strongman is the presence of distinguished guests in the country of princes. He is also a strong man sitting in the city on the main road. How can he come to this remote town for no reason, and it happens to appear in the place where I practice. What a coincidence!"

Along the way, Wang Fan kept thinking about the origin of this person and couldn't let it go.

When he was about to get to the town, Wang Fan took out a set of clothes from the space and put them on, and Shi Shiran walked to the town.

When he walked to the gate of the town, he suddenly heard the sound of a carriage behind him. Looking back, he saw three luxuriously decorated horse-drawn carriages rushing towards him, very fast. In front, there is also a knight who opens the way. The group of people were in a hurry and seemed to have encountered something urgent.

Wang Fan quickly dodged and stayed by the roadside waiting for them to pass.

When the three carriages passed by Wang Fan, a gust of wind blew through, blowing the curtain of the carriage in the middle, revealing the scene inside.

Behind the blowing curtain, a melancholy and beautiful face appeared in Wang Fan's eyes. What a beautiful face, but a trace of worry at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes was extremely distressing. People can't help but erase her sorrow and bring joy.

This is a noble and elegant woman!

This is a very beautiful aristocratic woman!

The breeze subsided in an instant, and the curtain fell again, covering the beauty in the carriage. The motorcade galloped to the town.

Wang Fan sighed slightly: "There are so many beautiful women in this world!" We are all big stars, but we often encounter them here. Is it because the varieties here are better? Wang Fan did not admit this assertion.

He shook his head and left the woman behind. He comforted himself, "Yanyang is right. It's not easy for a strong man like us to have a woman. It's a bunch of beckoning. When I need it in the future, I'll wave!"

Entering the town, Wang Fan did not go to the hospital to change the medicine this time, but went straight back to the hotel.

He doesn't want to see Bai Lian'er yet!

As soon as he entered the town, Wang Fan felt a strange atmosphere. On the street in the morning, there were particularly many people today. Several people were piled together, talking about something mysteriously.

"Hey, have you heard that Lord Yan was killed last night!"

"Have you heard about it, too? Good boy, I heard that he and his No. 100 men are all dead! It seems that he was killed by the mysterious magician. The body is lying on the ground!"

"Hey, you all heard about it. Let me tell you what I saw with my own eyes. Last night, when the war happened, I was enjoying the moon on the roof. Just as I was about to fall asleep, suddenly, a flash of lightning crossed the sky and hit Yanyang's mansion. Just heard a 'boom', good boy, dozens of people were killed in this blow. You don't know that scene. Blood flowed all over the ground, and even the floor turned red.

"So, why did this magician kill Yanyang?"

"Who knows, maybe it's his enemy!"

"Forget it. Let's stop guessing here. Let's go and see!"

Along the way, there was a crowd of people talking quietly, and everyone walked to Yanyang Mansion with tacit understanding. There was an inexplicable look of trembling and hope on his face.

Wang Fan suddenly remembered that his boss said before Yanyang's death was Haitian, the second leader of Yuncheng, a third-order strongman. Killing Yanyang, although he covered himself up very well, the Haitian will undoubtedly affect others if it is traced down.

When he walked to the hotel, he was distracted and didn't notice that there was someone in front of him. He happened to bump into a man.

Unexpectedly, the man was not low, but his body was weak. He was hit by Wang Fan and fell to the ground.

"Oh, that one who doesn't have long eyes hit me! Get him arrested! Look, I won't take good care of him today!" The guy who fell to the ground shouted in a shrill voice and got up from the ground angrily.

Wang Fan and the man looked at each other and smiled.

It's really not that the enemy doesn't get together. The person I met this time is actually the arrogant young master I met in the blacksmith's shop.

The arrogant young master is not arrogant today. As soon as he saw Wang Fan, he subconsciously took a step back. Then he seemed to feel that he was a little ashamed. He took another step forward and straightened his chest and said, "You, don't be too arrogant. The warriors of our caravan came yesterday. There are hundreds of people, and I'm not afraid of you!"

Wang Fan smiled indifferently, shook his head, walked in front of him and went to the room.

When the young master saw that Wang Fan ignored him, he walked over and completely ignored him. Suddenly, he became arrogant and pointed to Wang Fan's back and scolded, "Aren't you very powerful last time? If you have the guts to follow me today, I, I'll make an order!" He wanted to fight with me one-on-one. Thinking about the last time De Biao was thrown out, he immediately changed his words.

Wang Fan suddenly turned around, his eyes were cold and cold, and he stared at the young master fiercely.

"Ah--"

The arrogant young master was shocked and suddenly retreated. One was careless and tripped again. Fortunately, his men around him helped him and didn't let him fall again.

He covered his chest and breathed a sigh of relief. When the arrogant young master looked at it again, Wang Fan had gone upstairs leisurely. This time, he didn't dare to scold in the back.