"I don't want to kill anyone. You can get out now. There's still time." Yang Fan took a deep breath and said calmly.
"Kill him! Kill that little bastard! I'll take that golden three-headed dragon's lining!"
Zhao Qianqian cursed in a shrill voice.
She didn't care at all that the donkey-faced man had his arm chopped off.
His entire mind was focused on that golden three-headed dragon!
That's her!
Must return it to her!
"Alpaca! Die!"
I don’t know if the donkey-faced man was so angry that he lost his mind.
Seeing that Yang Fan's strength was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, he roared and threatened to kill Yang Fan!
"I don't want to kill anyone, why do you force me to do that?!"
Yang Fan suddenly raised his head.
Black and white light burst out from his eyes!
Devouring people's souls!
boom!
boom!
…
Yang Fan launched explosive steps, and the sonic booms were deafening.
Bang!
A sword blasted out.
The donkey-faced man was immediately knocked back seven or eight steps!
“Hiss~!”
"Holy crap! Who is this young man? Is he so powerful?"
"No nonsense, he can even kill an eighth-level monster. Killing a Golden Stage cultivator is no big deal, isn't it?"
"That makes sense... Anyway, did this donkey-faced guy get kicked in the head by a donkey?"
Everyone screamed and gasped.
"Wow! That's amazing!" Qiao Xinyao's eyes lit up with excitement.
Bang!
Yang Fan gathered his strength and swung his sword, knocking the donkey-faced man to the ground.
"Don't kill me! I give up."
The donkey-faced man looked terrified and begged for mercy in a trembling voice.
“It’s too late!”
Phew!
With a wave of his hand and a slash of his sword, the head rolled to the ground!
The scene suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop!
Everyone was shocked by Yang Fan's domineering and ruthless methods!
With one sword, he chopped off the donkey-faced man's head... chopped it off?
Oh my goodness!
This young man looks like a pretty boy, is he really so cruel?
Bang!
Yang Fan kicked the donkey-faced man in the head and kicked him at the feet of the woman named Zhao Qianqian.
"Ah!" Zhao Qianqian screamed in terror and fell to the ground with a thud, "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
As she screamed in terror, her pants became see-through.
I was so scared.
"coax!"
When the crowd came to their senses, they were shocked and burst into laughter.
Zhao Qianqian was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to find a rat hole to crawl into.
But what frightened her even more was that Yang Fan wanted to kill her.
"Since we are both Chinese monks, I will spare your life today."
"Also, here's a piece of advice: if you don't have the ability, don't act cool in the future!"
Yang Fan glanced at Zhao Qianqian coldly, put away the Purple Spirit Sword, turned around and left.
"Wait."
After taking a few steps, I heard shouting.
"Um?"
Yang Fan stopped and turned to look.
Then.
He then saw a girl in blue trotting towards him.
at this time.
I don’t know if it was Yang Fan’s illusion, but the eyes of the girl in blue looked like light bulbs, shining brightly!
Oh shit!
So scary!
"Beauty, what's the matter?"
Yang Fan frowned slightly and asked.
"It's nothing serious, I just... I just want to make friends with you..."
Qiao Xinyao was a little nervous and couldn't speak clearly.
"Sorry, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Yang Fan withdrew his gaze and turned away.
"Hey? How can you be like this! Does making friends have anything to do with you? Damn it!"
Qiao Xinyao was stunned, and when she came to her senses, she stomped her feet in anger!
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