The clay figurine still has three points of fire and is chased and killed by people for no reason. How can Yang Fan bear it.


    Let alone Yuhua mountain, even if it is Zhongzhou imperial court, Yang Fan should be killed and will not be condoned.


    There was a dead silence in the field.


    Similarly, at the moment, the two Taoist children also lost their vitality with the finger of Yang Fan and turned into two pieces of paper people.


    "What? Paper man?"


    "It''s terrible. It''s two paper people. What kind of existence is Yuhua mountain?"


    "No wonder he said before that these were three inanimate things that we didn''t see through!"


    Whispering among the crowd was nothing but shock.


    One of them was to shock Yang Fan''s combat power, and the second was to shock the real body of Yuhua mountain.


    Each can break their perception.


    However, Yang Fan didn''t move at the moment. They didn''t dare to speak or leave.


    Yang Fan''s eyes stared at the front calmly. With the death of the two Taoist children, the flying monster also turned into a cloud of fly ash.


    At this time, Yang qingran''s palace burst out of a dark mountain, but he didn''t know it was a dark mountain.


    And this palace, called the feather palace


    The picture turns again, in Xinglan city.


    Yang Fan only killed four people, but he has completely collapsed the people in front of him, as if all grass and trees were soldiers in this piece of heaven and earth.


    For a moment, Yang Fan looked up and said faintly:


    "You go."


    Hoo!


    If they were granted amnesty, under Yang Fan''s eyes, they felt that they had stepped into the gate of hell with half their feet, and their death was beyond their control, all in Yang Fan''s hands.


    Brush.


    In an instant, people scattered like flying crows, flocked to and retreated like a tide, a piece of crow.


    "Boy, it''s not like you. When did you become so kind? Just now these people wanted to kill you." Said chalk.


    "They? It doesn''t matter. No matter how much they kill, they won''t affect other people''s minds. If you want to kill, kill some of the cruelest. Look, now it''s just the beginning. As long as I''m still in the southern continent and want to kill me, there will be an endless stream of people." Yang Fan said.


    Killing these people is of no significance to Yang Fan. Although it can establish prestige, it can cure the symptoms rather than the root cause. For some people in the realm of divine elixir, they will still flock to it without the slightest deterrent.


    What Yang Fan wants is once and for all.


    He believes that these so-called geniuses in the southern continent will not give up. It won''t take long for experts to visit.


    Yang Fan''s goal is these people.


    Only by killing them at one time can they know awe.


    "Tut Tut, boy, I find that I like you more and more. Do you want to consider giving up the inheritance of those cheap birds? I''ll take you off." Said chalk.


    Just now, Yang fan used the power of Jinwu soul to kill the enemy like a sword.


    This is also the reason why chalk took a higher look at Yang Fan.


    "It''s impossible to give up. That''s my foundation. However, I can take over your power. I... don''t refuse to come." Yang Fan chuckled at the corners of her mouth.


    At the same time, I felt the situation of little Firebird and others in the divine skill.


    It was found that they were still recuperating and showed no signs of waking up. Although the little Firebird woke up before, he only woke up for a moment to guide Yang Fan. After Yang Fan left the customs, he continued to fall into deep sleep.


    "Oh, you''re not afraid of greed. You''ll die." Chalk sneered.


    Obviously, there are still disagreements about the five elements divine beasts such as rosefinch.


    Yang Fan shook his head, which also gave him a great headache. It is no exaggeration to say that the five elements divine beast and the five elements fierce beast are a pair of three-dimensional. It''s a little difficult to integrate their strength.


    "Younger martial brother Yang Fan, where are we going now? Are we waiting to die here?" At this time, Chang Baisui suddenly asked.


    At the moment, the whole square has become a restricted area. Even if someone occasionally passes by here, he disappears in a hurry and doesn''t dare to approach at all.


    Chang Baisui also knows that now they have caused great trouble and even regret it. If he didn''t have to look at this list, he might not be in crisis.


    "Well, it''s all my fault. I didn''t expect that someone would have wet shoes by the river." Chang Baisui sighed with emotion that he was reckless. Now he wants to publicize it for once, but he is in a crisis of life and death.


    "You think too much. I''m the one they''re going to kill. It''s none of your business." Yang Fan said.


    "Kill you? Shit, younger martial brother, what have you done? I feel like you are a broom star. You can hit wherever you go." Make complaints about Yang Fan''s initiative.


    Yang Fan was stunned.


    This question... He once thought about it.


    It seems that you really kill wherever you go. And most of the time, he is not willing to take the initiative, but bears it passively.


    "Maybe I''m too good, so I''m always jealous." Yang Fan said helplessly.


    Yang Fan also felt this sentence. After all, he is a jealous man.


    Even God is jealous... Not to mention people.


    Yang Fan had to attribute all the problems to this point, so as to find a trace of psychological comfort. But chalk''s eyes looked at Yang Fan, but it was a little more dignified.


    He knows what Chang Baisui doesn''t know.


    Yang Fan''s ability to make heaven jealous has doomed him to be extraordinary in his life. It is inevitable to kill wherever he goes.


    In the world of great struggle, only those who are in the center of the storm can reach the top of the world.


    There is no doubt that Yang Fan is the person at the center of the storm.


    But he didn''t say anything about it, just slightly retracted his eyes.


    "Boy, just a friendly reminder, the people of Yuhua mountain are not simple. They can use paper people to walk in the world. I''m afraid they have mastered something. There''s no secret skill. You can''t help each other now." Said chalk.


    Yang Fan''s face sank:


    "Can you feel the strength of the other party?" Yang Fan asked.


    "I can''t feel it. If it''s his own appearance, I can see what power it is. But now, it''s just speculation, I can''t guess." Said chalk.


    "Are you afraid of him?" Yang Fan asked again, staring at the chalk.


    "Fear? It''s a joke. Is there someone I want to fear in this world? Let alone in this world, even in the dark demon world, it doesn''t exist." Chalk said, his eyes wild.


    "Oh, that''s easy to say. I''m not afraid." Yang Fan said with a smile.


    "Huh?" The chalk was stunned.


    Suddenly, I felt as if I had been given a routine by Yang Fan.


    "What do you mean? Boy, I tell you, Bi expects me. The last time I shot, it was just because you broke through and my strength recovered a little. I just want to move my muscles and bones." Chalk refused directly.


    "Hehe." Yang Fan smiled, but ignored it and walked forward with qianzhen leaves.


    "Boy, did you hear me? I can''t do it for you." Chalk chatters and stands firm.


    "Are you afraid?" Yang Fan stopped and turned to ask.


    "It''s not a matter of fear, my king and I..." chalk directly stood up, danced and tried to explain.


    "Then I''m not afraid!"


    Yang Fan ignored it directly, dropped a faint sentence, turned and left.