Chapter 3122

Wang Fan's face was cold. "It's none of your business for me to come here. Is this your home? If you can come, I can't come?"

"To die!" The friar was very angry when he heard the words, and his killing chance suddenly appeared. He slapped Wang Fan in the face.

Wang fan saw the other party's move and sneered.

It's just a fairy who dares to brag here and slap him. I don't know who's looking for death.

He didn't even move his body, so his right hand followed him.

Xianyuan's big palm takes shape in an instant in the space, setting off a violent wind and colliding with the opponent's big palm.

Boom!

A blast, the other side that tears out of the palm wind suddenly collapse scattered, Wang Fan's Xianyuan big palm is hard on his body.

Bang!

The friar let out a scream, and fell out with blood in his mouth. After he fell to the ground, he had only half his life left.

He stared at Wang Fan with shocked face, pale face, eyes full of inconceivable, "the three-tier strong of the earth immortal, unexpectedly is the three-tier strong of the earth immortal, how is this possible?"

You know, in this area, it's very rare for the strong Dixian. Even if there are some, they have seen them.

But Wang fan is a stranger. They have never heard of him, let alone met him.

Wang Fan disdained to sweep that friar to regret, "you said right, I really am the earth immortal three layers, you are only the earth immortal one layer, also dare to be arrogant in front of me, really seek death."

When the monk heard Wang Fan's words, his face was hot, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense any more.

Wang Fan did not pay attention to him, but coldly looked at the other two monks, "how, you also come to tell me to roll?"

"No, no, we're going. We're going." When the two monks heard Wang Fan's question, their souls were almost scared away.

They shook their heads and then left.

Are you kidding? Wang fan is so powerful that he can hurt a Dixian seriously with a slap. Where are they opponents.

Seeing this scene, the friars around lowered their heads and did their own things. No one dared to do anything more.

Wang Fan's figure flashed into it.

At one moment, when he saw some friars turning over the body, he rushed out with anger.

It's too much for these people not to let go of their bodies when they are all dead.

He resisted the intention of killing in his heart and roared, "everyone, I limit you to three breath, get out of here immediately, otherwise there will be no amnesty for killing."

Even if he didn't have a good impression on the monks of Mojiabao, this was the place where he lived for a period of time after all, and the first place where he came to swallow cloud was here.

Therefore, he still can't stand the fact that someone turns over other people's bodies.

Wang Fan's voice was loud and abrupt. When his voice fell, almost all the friars stopped listening and looked at Wang Fan with doubts in their eyes.

The people in this room didn't see Wang Fan, so they didn't know Wang Fan's strength at all.

After a few seconds of silence, someone could not help shouting angrily, "who are you and why should you be so overbearing?"

"What are you? If you want us to leave, we will leave. Do you want to eat alone?"

"The so-called cultivation resources are shared by those who see them. Why do you want to drive us away and eat alone?"

"I think you are very strange. Are you new here?"

A group of friars were angry, pointing at Wang Fan and scolding one after another.

Wang Fan's face was icy cold. He looked at those friars who opened their mouths to scold. He said coldly, "as friars, don't you know what the dead is big?"

"They are all dead, but you still have to turn over their bodies. Don't you think you have no humanity?"

He didn't want to continue talking nonsense. He directly pulled out the shadow knife. "Now it's time for three breath, do you want to roll?"

"To die!"

"You're a piece of shit!"

"We'll kill him first!"

A few friars are angry one after another, roar, already toward Wang Fan to kill.

Wang Fan didn't talk nonsense either. With a sneer and a flash of body shape, he had already killed those friars.

He knew that it was absolutely impossible to reason with these people and let them leave in a few words.

In the end, it needs to be solved by force.

After all, the principle here is to respect strength.

Shadow knife rolled out dazzling awns in the air, and those awns were just like silk threads, cutting towards the friars with extremely fast speed.

Hiss, hiss, hiss.

After several sounds, just in a moment, a few monks who had just yelled at Wang Fan had all died.

This scene made the other friars who wanted to do it immediately put out the idea of doing it, and their hearts jumped wildly.With one knife, he killed four or five immortal friars and even the earth immortal friars. What kind of accomplishments and who are they?

Wang Fan did not go to see the monks who were killed, but coldly looked at these people, "roll or not?"

This time, no one dares to disobey Wang Fan's meaning. Almost as soon as his words fall, whoosh, whoosh, everyone has already soared into the air, and rabbits generally flee here.

Just more than a dozen breathless kungfu, everyone has left, disappeared without a trace.

Wang Fan looked at the empty Mohist castle and said in a low voice, "there is only so much I can do for Mohist castle. Rest in peace."

With that, he raised his hands, turned over the huge stones and soil, and soon drowned the fort.

Later, Wang fan arranged some powerful array prohibitions, and then left.

When he left, he seemed to feel that his mind and nature were penetrating, and his cultivation seemed to be loosening.

Wang Fan flashed to the mining area controlled by the Mohist castle. His purpose here is not to bury the people of the Mohist castle and let them rest in peace, but to dig the mine.

However, Wang Fan did not walk long at all, and saw a spaceship galloping towards him.

Wang fandun stayed in shape and looked coldly at the spaceship.

Within a moment, the spaceship had stopped beside him, and then the two friars came out.

These two friars, one is an old man, the other is a middle-aged man.

The old man's cultivation is on the sixth floor of the earth immortal, while the middle-aged one is on the fifth floor of the earth immortal.

After getting out of the car, the old man looked coldly at Wang Fan and said, "just now you killed people in Mohist castle, and drove away all the monks?"

"Who are you? Who gave you the courage to do this? Do you think it's great to have some strength? Or are you a remnant of Mohist castle? "

Wang Fan looked at the old man with disdain, "you are right. Just now I killed those people, and I drove them away. What's more, I used to be a Mohist. What's the matter with you? "

It's just a six story and a five story fairy. Wang fan is not afraid at all, so he doesn't need to give each other face.