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"If I don't kill them, will you let me go?" Wu Fan said with a faint smile on his face: "There are only a few of us here, so don't hide it. When we were in Kailemen, you wanted to kill me, right? In this case, don't talk nonsense."

"Looking for death!"

Zhan He shouted angrily, clenched his right hand, and rushed towards Wu Fan. He did have the intention to kill Wu Fan when he was in Kailemen, but at that time, because of his concerns, he resisted and did not do it. Now, in this place where there are no outsiders, he doesn't need to continue to hide his thoughts.

Wu Fan was very relaxed when he spoke, and he seemed to be indifferent, but in fact, he was always on guard. He knew that the battle with Zhan He was inevitable. In this case, he would solve it as soon as possible. When Zhan He rushed towards him, he reacted immediately.

"Bang!"

Zhan He crossed a distance of more than ten meters in just a blink of an eye and killed in front of Wu Fan. A fist as big as a casserole hit Wu Fan in the face.

Facing this powerful attack, Wu Fan did not choose to fight head-on, but leaned sideways to avoid Zhan He's attack. While dodging, Wu Fan's leg swept out heavily and kicked Zhan He's leg.

"Hmph!"

Wu Fan's attack was quite powerful. Zhan He was hit directly and immediately groaned. His face flushed a little. However, he did not retreat. His right hand missed and he took it back and attacked Wu Fan with his elbow.

Wu Fan stretched out his hand in front of him and took Zhan He's elbow. At the same time, his right leg swept again to attack Zhan He's leg.

"Bang!"

After the palm and elbow collided, the two retreated a few steps. Zhan He obviously retreated a few more steps than Wu Fan. However, he avoided it consciously and was not kicked by Wu Fan again this time.

The two men looked at each other from a distance of about five meters. Wu Fan's expression was still as calm as before, but Zhan He's face was no longer as confident and calm as before, but full of vigilance, alertness and solemnity.

After the short fight between the two men, Zhan He had changed his view of Wu Fan. He originally thought that a young man like Wu Fan could never be his opponent. As for the two disciples who were at the peak of Ming Jin who were able to kill him, they probably used some conspiracy or someone helped them. Wu Fan's real strength could not be too high.

However, now he has changed his mind. Even if he is unwilling to accept it, he has to admit in his heart that Wu Fan is not weaker than him, and even stronger than him!

But how is this possible? !

Wu Fan is only about 25 years old. At such an age, he actually has the strength of the late stage of An Jin or even stronger. It is really incredible. At such an age, he has such strength. Even if he looks at the entire circle of practitioners, he can definitely be regarded as a genius.

This makes Zhan He, who was nearly 50 years old and cultivated to the late stage of An Jin, feel surprised and jealous.

If I had his talent, how could I be arranged here to take charge of worldly affairs? Why can't my talent compare to the young man in front of me?

While being jealous, Zhan He's killing intent towards Wu Fan became stronger.

Before, because of the matter of sending out the Xuan-level skills, Wu Fan was speculated to have a sect behind him, but for such a long time, the forces behind him have never been exposed, and even this time when he was targeted by the Chiyun Palace, the sect forces behind him did not show up, which made many people, including Zhan He, think that there might not be any sect forces behind Wu Fan.

However, Zhan He would not think so at this time. He had such a cultivation at such a young age. It was impossible to say that there was no sect behind him. Moreover, the sect behind Wu Fan, which could cultivate such outstanding talents, was definitely not a small sect.

If they knew that I wanted to kill Wu Fan, what would they think?

They would definitely not let me go!

Therefore, Wu Fan and the woman next to him must be killed today. Only in this way can they keep their mouths shut. Even if the sect behind Wu Fan suspects that this matter is related to him, as long as there is no actual evidence, he will have room to maneuver.

Therefore, Wu Fan must die today!

Thinking of this, Zhan He dared not be careless or hold back, and rushed towards Wu Fan again.

However, his strength was only in the late stage of Dark Power, and he had just entered this realm not long ago. With the blessing of equipment and attributes, Wu Fan had the strength of the peak of Dark Power. The gap in strength between the two was obvious, so even if Zhan He no longer held back, Wu Fan still had the upper hand.

Although Huang Tingfeng, who was watching the show on the side, was not a cultivator, he had already seen that things were not going well. Zhan He was obviously suppressed by Wu Fan. Huang Tingfeng never thought that Zhan He, as an elder of Chiyun Palace, would not be able to beat Wu Fan.

How powerful is Wu Fan? Why is he so powerful?

Huang Tingfeng's confident expression changed, and he became panicked. He knew very well that if Wu Fan won, he would definitely not be spared. Wu Fan could defeat Zhan He, so defeating him would not be a problem. Perhaps he would be defeated by Wu Fan with just a flick of his finger. Once that happened, his fate could be imagined.

Thinking of this, Huang Tingfeng suddenly felt that he should not have followed, let alone stayed here.

Yes, he had to leave here immediately.

However, Huang Tingfeng just turned around and saw a beautiful figure in front of him.

It's Liu Yan'er!

"Where are you going?" Liu Yan'er asked calmly.

"I, I have something to do." Huang Tingfeng said nervously.

He had met Liu Yan'er once before, when Kong Hailin came from the imperial capital. Therefore, he knew that Liu Yan'er had an unusual identity, but he did not know that Liu Yan'er was also a cultivator.

"You can't leave." Liu Yan'er said calmly.

"Why... why?" Huang Tingfeng took two steps forward with a nervous expression on his face, getting closer to Liu Yan'er.

"The things here haven't been settled yet, so you can't leave yet." Liu Yan'er said.

"The things here have nothing to do with me. They are all Chiyun Palace's idea." Huang Tingfeng explained.

"No matter what, you can't leave now." Liu Yan'er didn't believe that Huang Tingfeng really had nothing to do with this matter. After all, she also knew the process of this matter.

At this moment, the nervous and frightened expression on Huang Tingfeng's face suddenly turned crazy and ferocious. He took out a dagger and stabbed Liu Yan'er.

"You forced me to do this! Go to hell!"