The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

The moment Lei Wanjie rushed over, it seemed that there was only Jiang Fan in his eyes. The people around him wanted to step forward to fight him, but almost no one could be his match. Almost all the people who were hit by him died on the spot.

He was extremely fast. It took less than two breaths from the time he made the sound to the time he rushed to Jiang Fan.

Seeing him striking towards Jiang Fan with his palm, Zhong Ling and Luo Yunxian on the side immediately raised their swords to meet him. The two women's swords stabbed close to Lei Wanjie, who raised his hands and grabbed the two swords.

Ding... Ding... With two crisp sounds, Zhong Ling and Luo Yunxian's swords were grasped by him, and an iron claw appeared on Lei Wanjie's hand.

With a little force, he broke the long swords in the hands of the two women, and then he raised his fist and punched the two women. The powerful punch made the two women's faces change slightly, and they quickly blocked it.

Bang... The huge recoil force pushed the two women back. But Lei Wanjie was also pushed back a few steps by this force. He then looked at the two women straight in the eye.

"It's you...you are still alive!" Lei Wanjie's voice was filled with surprise and confusion.

At the same time, he frowned and said, "Grandmaster level, you actually reached the Grandmaster level!"

He didn't know Zhong Ling, but he knew Luo Yunxian. He never thought that if he broke into the Wangshu tribe, he could easily kill Jiang Fan as long as he found Jiang Fan.

But who would have thought that they would be stopped by two masters, even though Luo Yunxian and Zhong Ling had just entered the master realm not long ago.

But if the two masters work together, they can still barely stop him. It is simply impossible for him to kill Jiang Fan as quickly as possible.

At the same time, more than 20 people following him also rushed over. The people from the Wangshu tribe who blocked the way were either killed or injured by them.

Two of the clan leaders who were at the Grandmaster level immediately entangled with Luo Yunxian and Zhong Ling, while the rest rushed towards the others.

Lei Wanjie looked at Jiang Fan with contempt and deep hatred in his eyes. He still holds a grudge against Jiang Fan for what happened in Hejian Mansion.

Now that he was able to kill Jiang Fan, he felt the pleasure of revenge in his heart.

"Boy, you didn't expect this day to come, did you? Today I will let you experience what despair is..." Thinking about how he was forced by Jiang Fan to flee in a panic and almost died, the hatred in his heart reached its peak.

After Lei Wanjie snorted coldly, he rushed towards Jiang Fan.

Seeing this scene, Luo Yunxian and Zhong Ling, who were entangled by two masters, became very anxious. They were already at a disadvantage and even protecting themselves became a problem, let alone helping Jiang Fan.

With Jiang Fan's current strength, he would not be able to gain any advantage from Lei Wanjie. He might even be killed by Lei Wanjie with one move.

While they were frightened and anxious, Jiang Fan fired several shots at Lei Wanjie, each shot at a tricky angle and with perfect timing.

Just as Lei Wanjie was about to be hit by the bullet, he moved his body at a strange angle and barely avoided the bullet.

But because of this he missed the opportunity to kill Jiang Fan. Taking advantage of the opportunity when Lei Wanjie was forced to retreat, Jiang Fan took several steps back.

Jiang Fan's thoughts raced through his mind. Compared to the two monks he had killed in Beimeng, the Lei Wanjie in front of him was obviously stronger and extremely fast. It would be extremely difficult to kill Lei Wanjie with bullets.

He only had three or four chances to force Lei Wanjie back with his two revolvers, but it was unlikely that he would be able to kill Lei Wanjie.

Reaching Lei Wanjie's level can no longer be described by common sense. Unless he is attacked by more than a dozen guns, it is simply unrealistic to kill him with just one gun.

Just as Lei Wanjie rushed towards Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan's eyes tightened slightly. However, just as Lei Wanjie was about to rush in front, suddenly a strong wind hit Lei Wanjie.

Lei Wanjie snorted coldly and raised his fist to hit the strong wind. Bang... When his fist hit the strong wind, his body shook slightly.

The strong wind that was hit by him also shattered at this moment, turning into countless stones.

What was hit by Lei Wanjie was a stone pillar. Jiang Fan and Lei Wanjie looked to the side and saw that Chief Wangshu had come close to Jiang Fan without them knowing when.

She protected Jiang Fan behind her and looked coldly at Lei Wanjie opposite her. In her calm eyes, an invisible sense of oppression pressed down on Lei Wanjie.

"Old woman, I didn't expect you are not dead yet... However, if you want to stop me from killing him today, you are dreaming!" Lei Wanjie looked at the chief of the Wangshu clan with mockery.

"Really? Then let's give it a try!" Patriarch Wangshu said lightly.

At the same time, more than a dozen masters from the Wangshu clan surrounded them, and there were nearly a hundred masters outside.

Among the masters who gathered around, some were first-rate masters, but most of them barely reached first-rate masters. As for the nearly 100 people on the periphery, they were second-rate masters.

This is the strongest fighting force in the entire Wangshu clan. There are about five or six first-rate masters, and only seven or eight people who can barely reach the level of first-rate masters.

As for the nearly 100 second-rate masters, they couldn't play much of a role in this kind of battle. It was estimated that they might not be able to withstand even one move from the people brought by Lei Wanjie.

"Then let's give it a try..." Lei Wanjie snorted coldly, and immediately fought with the Wangshu clan leader. His strength was equal to that of the Wangshu clan leader, and he was even slightly better!

After all, compared to Patriarch Wangshu, Lei Wanjie is younger and stronger. He is only in his fifties, while Patriarch Wangshu is in his seventies.

The situation was in a stalemate here, and the remaining masters of the Wangshu clan were fighting with the others brought by Lei Wanjie.

But on the Wangshu tribe's side, those second-rate masters were either severely injured or killed on the spot. The nearly thirty people brought by Lei Wanjie were almost unstoppable.

Luo Yunxian and Zhong Ling were also forced to be at a disadvantage when facing the two clan leaders at the Grandmaster level. Although they were Grandmasters, they had only just been promoted.

The two Grandmaster-level clan leaders facing them had been at the Grandmaster level for a long time. Whether in terms of internal energy or combat experience, they were stronger than the two women.

As for the remaining two clan leaders who were close to the Grandmaster level, they were invincible on the battlefield. They almost killed all the masters of the Wangshu clan. If it weren't for the warriors of the Wangshu clan who saw the situation was not right and came to help at the risk of their lives.

The remaining people in the field might be killed by the group of people in front of them. Their camp is too strong.

Seeing that the situation was developing in a direction that was unfavorable to the Wangshu tribe, Jiang Fan's eyes showed anxiety. If he wanted to change the current situation, he had to find a way as soon as possible.

Otherwise, when everyone is completely unable to stop them, that’s when Lei Wanjie and others will be able to run rampant.

He was protected behind others, his eyes scanning the entire scene.

At this moment, a first-rate master broke through the blockade and came in front of Jiang Fan. He looked at Jiang Fan mockingly and slashed at him with a knife.

Since no one else can kill Jiang Fan, he must of course find an opportunity to kill Jiang Fan.

Just when he thought he was going to kill Jiang Fan on the spot, Jiang Fan raised his knife and rushed forward. With a ding... sound, the two swords collided.

Jiang Fan actually fought with the opponent and they were evenly matched for a while.