Chapter 2597

Wang Fan noticed that the middle-aged man killed him, and his heart set off a sneer.

He's not afraid that this guy will come out, but he's afraid that this guy won't come out.

It's just seven levels of a king's realm. I dare to challenge him, the strongman of the holy realm. I'm just impatient.

He would have killed the middle-aged man in the servant area if he hadn't been afraid that there would be a top strong man on the spaceship. How could he have endured it until now?

Almost when the middle-aged man rushed out, Wang Fan had already quickened his pace towards the distance.

His hands were also dancing, and he set out a series of boundary prohibitions, which were on top of the prohibitions set by the Deacon.

While preventing the Deacon's mental investigation, it also blocks his perception.

Because the speed of Wang Fan's arrangement of prohibition was too fast, and the difference between the middle-aged man and his cultivation was too big, the middle-aged man didn't see it at all.

He only saw Wang Fan turn into a corner, and then followed him.

When he rushed to the corner, his figure suddenly stopped and his eyes became stunned.

Because he found that Wang Fan did not continue to run, but stood there.

"Who asked you to deal with me? As long as you say it, I'll give you a good time." Wang Fan calmly staring at the middle-aged man, while talking, once again arranged a few prohibitions.

"A piece of rubbish, dare to speak up!" Hearing Wang Fan's words, the middle-aged man suddenly recovered.

He roared, a right hand, directly grabbed a chilling ice sword, ice sword waving, even stirred up the frost, crazy stab to Wang Fan.

The fright of terror diffuses on Wang Fan. If Wang fan is any worse, he will be frozen into ice sculpture.

It's a pity that the middle-aged man's cultivation is not good enough, or the level of the ice sword is not enough. Although the chill is pressing, it's far from a threat to him.

Wang Fan snorted coldly. He didn't even mean to start. He just reached out and put out two fingers, and suddenly waved a clip.

The chill in the sky had been dispelled, and the ice sword was caught by Wang Fan.

The middle-aged man was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes.

It's too bad that someone can clamp his ice sword so easily, and it's still under the condition that he splits it with all his strength, isn't it?

The cold sweat overflowed from his forehead, and the middle-aged man finally realized that he was far from Wang Fan's opponent.

At the moment of realizing this scene, the first thing the middle-aged man did was not to ask for mercy, but to shout to the Deacon not far away, "deacon Liu, help me."

It's a pity that although his voice is very loud, it's blocked by the border prohibition arranged by Wang Fan, and there's no way to spread it.

"Come on, who sent you to kill me? I'll only give you one last chance. If you can't grasp it, don't blame me for being rude." Wang Fan didn't care about the middle-aged man's shouting at all, and made a sound again.

The middle-aged man finally realized that it was wrong.

Deacon Liu is not far away. There's no reason why he can't hear his cry for help. But now, Deacon Liu didn't respond at all. Could it be that the middle-aged man thought of it and said, "it's Zhuang Cheng...".

Unfortunately, only half of his words, Wang Fan's fingers had already touched his eyebrows.

Come on!

A blood light overflowed and the middle-aged man died here.

Wang Fan burned the body of the middle-aged man with a fire, and immediately left here and ran to the Deacon.

His heart was a little depressed. The middle-aged man's answer was too slow, so he didn't have time to stop.

Within the boundary prohibition, a tall and thin man was standing there bored, staring at the direction of the domestic servant area.

He was a little upset. He was only dealing with a domestic servant. He even asked him to come here in person. It was like killing a chicken with a bull's knife.

It's a pity that Zhuang's identity is a little unusual. He doesn't dare to offend him, so he can only come here once.

"It's really useless that the garbage is so slow that he hasn't finished the servant yet"

deacon Liu couldn't help cursing, but soon his face changed and his voice stopped abruptly.

Because in front of his eyes, there was a person without a sound.

He didn't know who this man was and when he appeared.

As if, this person has been staying in front of him, but he did not find the general.

"You, who are you? I'm the deacon of the spaceship. If you touch me, it won't come to a good end. " Deacon Liu said in a trembling voice, at the same time, he wanted to encourage Lingqi to leave here.

Unfortunately, he was shocked to find that Rao did his best and could not move.

"You don't care who I am, just answer me a question. Who sent you here, and where is the man who sent you? "

Wang Fan looked at the Deacon Liu and asked with a smile."Yes, it's Zhuang Chengjie. He, he asked me to come. He lives in room 3 in the high cabin." Deacon Liu didn't hesitate at all. He trembled back.

"Well, you can go away."

"Remember, don't tell us what happened between us, or you will know the consequences."

Wang Fan left a word and disappeared.

He didn't kill the Deacon surnamed Liu. First, he didn't have time to fight him. Second, he was afraid that killing the Deacon would have a big impact.

What's more, it's just a mole ant, and he's really lazy to kill before he can challenge him.

Wang Fan's mental power spread out crazily, and soon spread all over the whole spaceship. At the same time, he also saw the people in room 3 of the high cabin.

At the moment of seeing this man, Wang Fan immediately understood. It's the tender young man. No wonder.

The other monks who took part in the examination lived in the lower class, but this guy was in the higher class.

Not only that, he was able to let the ship deacon work for him. Obviously, it's not easy.

It's just that, no matter how simple it is, it's just mole ants for Wang Fan. Since this guy wants to deal with him, don't blame him for tit for tat.

Wang Fan thought of these at the same time, the whole person has flashed on the high class.

As for the spaceship guard guarding the entrance, it's just a decoration for Wang Fan, which has no effect at all.

High class room three.

The young man, Zhuang Chengjie, frowned and seemed to be displeased.

Guo Gaitian was still standing respectfully behind him, not daring to say a word.

"What's the matter? It's been such a long time. Why hasn't Wang Fan been solved and Han Rou brought here? Is there something wrong?"

Zhuang Chengjie can't help asking. Unfortunately, Guo Gaitian can't give him an answer.

He cursed again. At a certain moment, Zhuang Chengjie finally couldn't help saying, "Guo Gaitian, go and see what's going on, and then report to me immediately."

"Yes." Guo Gaitian is just like a obedient pug. He doesn't dare to refute at all, and he can't see any arrogance in his body.

He answered respectfully and turned to walk out.

Unfortunately, before he left the room, a cold voice came in, "you don't have to look, those two wastes have been solved by me."