Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

The existence of the Zhan family not only limits the expansion of the Fang family's power, but also poses a hidden danger to the security of Yunxiao City.

Fang Yutian knew very well that he had to take action in order to completely eliminate this threat.

After careful consideration, he decided to ask Lin Fan for help.

Lin Fan is not only his savior, but also the only force that can rival the Zhan family.

Fang Yutian came to Lin Fan with a sincere heart and pleaded in a low voice: "Master, I hope you can help the Fang family destroy the Zhan family!"

His attitude was extremely respectful, and his eyes were full of expectation and trust.

Lin Fan was silent for a moment, and finally nodded and agreed to Fang Yutian's request.

He knew very well that the Dark Temple's branch in Yunxiao City needed Fang Yutian to maintain it, and the elimination of the Zhan family would not only ensure long-term peace in Yunxiao City, but also be in the interests of the Dark Temple.

After making the decision, Lin Fan stood up and Fang Yutian followed him respectfully, and the two walked out of the City Lord's Mansion together.

This scene was witnessed by the monks in Yunxiao City and immediately caused an uproar.

When Lin Fan led the way out of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, the air around them seemed to become tense.

The sunlight shines on his body, lengthening his shadow and forming a unique landscape.

His steps were firm, and his eyes revealed an unquestionable confidence. The monks around him looked at him sideways, and whispers began to spread among the crowd.

"Isn't that the young man from yesterday?"

A monk asked in a low voice, his eyes full of curiosity and surprise.

"It was him, the young man at the city gate, who was severely criticized by me!"

Another cultivator who boasted that he had clashed with Lin Fan in the past said smugly, with a hint of pride in his voice.

A monk nearby laughed contemptuously and retorted, "They are just great people who don't care about the mistakes of small people. If you don't believe me, go up and confront them now and try!"

The cultivator who claimed to have confronted Lin Fan before changed his expression and looked a little embarrassed, but he was unwilling to admit his shortcomings.

He gritted his teeth and said, "It's not difficult."

The monks around all showed expectant looks. They were curious about how this overconfident monk would face Lin Fan.

After all, judging from Lin Fan's aura and the respect he received in the City Lord's Mansion, he was by no means a simple person.

Lin Fan stood in the crowd, like an Acalanatha. His gaze swept across the monks around him. His cold eyes made people dare not look directly at him.

Although all the cultivators present could see that Lin Fan was only at the peak of Qi Refining, the aura he exuded made people feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

Any cultivator, relying on his own strength, has the ability to kill Lin Fan instantly.

However, the reason why Lin Fan was so respected in the City Lord's Mansion was obviously not because of his cultivation, but because he had a background and strength that others were unknown to.

"Hey, young man, come here!"

The cultivator who claimed to have confronted Lin Fan shouted loudly, with a hint of provocation in his voice.

Lin Fan slowly turned around, his gaze piercing straight at the cultivator like a sharp sword.

The air around seemed to freeze, and all sounds disappeared at this moment.

When Fang Yutian saw that some cultivators were openly ordering Lin Fan around, his face suddenly darkened.

Anger burned in his chest like a volcano about to erupt.

"Master, I'll take care of him!"

Fang Yutian was furious, with an almost materialized light of anger in his eyes, and he spoke to Lin Fan.

His body leaned forward slightly, as if he was ready to rush out at any time and beat the rude monk to a pulp.

However, Lin Fan just waved his hand gently and said calmly: "No need."

Although his voice was not loud, it carried an unquestionable majesty that made the air around him seem to freeze.

Although Fang Yutian was unwilling, he still chose to obey.

He knew that Lin Fan never got angry easily, but once he decided to take action, it would be absolutely powerful.

"Yes, yes, I'm talking about you! Come here and compete with me!"

The provocative cultivator saw Lin Fan slowly approaching and shouted with disdain.

In his eyes, Lin Fan was nothing more than a liar who deceived the world and stole his reputation, and was not worth mentioning at all.

He fantasized that once he defeated Lin Fan, he would become famous in Yunxiao City and even be appreciated by the City Lord's Mansion.

Lin Fan had no expression on his face. His steps were firm and steady, and every step seemed to be stepping on everyone's heart.

He slowly reached into his robe and gently took out his weapon - the Qiankun Axe!

This is a world-famous treasure. The mere appearance of this weapon is enough to shock everyone present.

At that moment, the provocative monk felt unprecedented fear.

He finally realized his mistake - Lin Fan was not someone he could afford to offend.

It wasn't his strength, but Lin Fan's unparalleled aura that made him feel suffocated.

The monks around watched this scene quietly, their eyes filled with awe.

There was an oppressive atmosphere in the air, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking.

On the wide streets of Yunxiao City, the tense atmosphere has reached a boiling point.

Many monks were watching the impending showdown, and everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation and curiosity.

Many of them believed that the cultivator who was the enemy of Lin Fan could easily defeat Lin Fan with his own strength. In their view, this was a battle where they could wait for the opportunity to tire themselves out.

However, as Lin Fan gradually approached, the situation began to take an incredible turn.

The provocative monk's expression, which was originally full of disdain and contempt, now became extremely distorted, revealing fear and uneasiness that was difficult to conceal.

Every step Lin Fan took seemed to step heavily on the monk's heart, causing the pressure on him to increase, almost to the point of suffocation.

When Lin Fan walked to within ten feet of the cultivator, a shocking scene occurred.

The monk's nose and mouth began to bleed involuntarily, as if he had been hit by some invisible blow.

This scene immediately caused an uproar among the surrounding monks.

"My goodness, what did this guy eat? He's so irritable!"

A monk couldn't help but say this with envy, his words full of shock and disbelief.

However, only the cultivator who confronted Lin Fan knew that what he endured was far more than just physical pain.

Faced with Lin Fan's unparalleled momentum, he found that he didn't even have the strength to draw his weapon. This feeling of despair and powerlessness made the pain in his heart even greater than the pain in his body.

As everyone looked on in surprise, Lin Fan raised the Qiankun Axe in his hand and chopped towards the cultivator.