"Ah ah ah, let me go, let me go, if you dare to do this to me, you will die badly."

The girl struggled hard, holding a sharp sword in her mouth

She did not expect that she would be so unlucky, first being slapped in the face by Wang Fan, and then being slapped in the face by these people.

She swore that anyone who dared to touch her would die and would not be spared.

Snap!

"Be honest with me."

When the monk saw that the girl still dared to struggle, he slapped her twice without saying anything.

After the two slaps, the girl immediately became obedient and no longer dared to struggle.

She finally knew that she was in trouble.

If she dares to struggle again, she will die.

When the dozen monks saw that the girl was no longer struggling, their expressions softened.

But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, a violent murderous intention came from a distance, and then a female nun appeared in front of them like a ghost.

"A bunch of beasts, they dare to do this to my daughter, they are seeking death!" The female cultivator screamed angrily, raising her hands at the same time, and blasted directly towards the dozen monks.

Feeling this scene, the faces of more than a dozen monks suddenly changed drastically.

This female cultivator turned out to be an eighth-level immortal cultivator.

This kind of strength is simply not something they can deal with.

Even if they are controlled by the powerful power at the bottom of the ferocious Mo River, and the other party can control them, they are definitely no match for this eighth-level immortal.

The sound of boom-boom-boom kept sounding, and in just an instant, six or seven monks were killed.

Red blood spattered all over the ground.

At the same time, the girl had also been grabbed by the female cultivator in the air.

"Ting'er, are you okay? They didn't do anything to you, right?" The female cultivator asked with a distressed look on her face after grabbing the girl.

Just seeing the girl's swollen pretty face and the bloodshot eyes at the corner of her mouth, the killing intent in her became even more violent.

In this Shahai City, there are people who dare to do this to her daughter. They are simply seeking death.

She wants to kill people, she wants to kill everyone.

Ting'er's face was also full of sorrow, and she shouted hoarsely, "Mom, Mom, I'm going to kill them, I'm going to kill them."

She was really going to be furious.

It is simply unreasonable for these Wang Ans to dare to treat her like this.

And the seven or eight monks who survived also saw clearly the appearance of the female cultivator.

This female cultivator is extremely beautiful, but her face is slightly pale.

She was dressed in white and had a monk's bun on her head.

There was a whisk hanging on her waist, but when she did it just now, she didn't pull out the whisk.

"Taoist nun?" More than a dozen monks looked at each other. Just thinking about how powerful this female cultivator was, they couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

"Senior, we just came to Shahai City to find someone, and we have no intention of offending. It was also a pure misunderstanding about your daughter just now. She was the one who attacked us first."

A monk looked at the female monk and said quickly.

"Go to hell!" As soon as he finished speaking, the female cultivator shouted angrily and then slapped him.

The Immortal Palm took shape in an instant, whipping up a violent killing force and slapping him towards him.

She didn't even have a chance to resist or dodge before she was slapped into pieces.

"You're just an ant, if you dare to touch my daughter, you will die. No one will survive." The female cultivator was filled with murderous intent. She raised her hand again and started a crazy killing spree.

It didn't take long for everyone to be killed in the curtain field, and there was no chance of survival anymore.

After killing these people, the female cultivator looked at the girl named Ting'er and said, "Ting'er, you are feeling much better now. Do you feel better?"

She changed her previous murderous look and asked with concern on her face.

"Mom, there is another guy. He escaped from the city. I want him to die too." Ting'er stared at the outside of the city and said angrily.

"What are you talking about? Someone else bullied you?" After hearing this, the female cultivator's face turned cold again.

"Yeah, yeah, I just wanted to hit him with my red horse, but he didn't want to, let it go, and slapped me several times."

The girl nodded and her voice was confident. It was as if she bumped into someone else, and that was a matter of course, and others could not avoid it at all.

"It's really unreasonable. Someone dares not to make Ting'er happy and even dares to hit Ting'er. I will take you to find him right now."

The female cultivator picked up Ting'er and disappeared in an instant.

However, she chased and searched for a long time, but she still couldn't find Wang Fan.

"Damn bastard, he must be afraid of you, so he ran away. Don't let me see him again!" Ting'er screamed in displeasure when she didn't catch Wang Fan.

"Yes." The female cultivator nodded, "Ting'er, don't worry, as long as you meet him next time, my mother will help you kill him and cut him into pieces!"

"Okay!" Ting'er nodded seriously.

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At the bottom of the Fierce Mo River, when the dozens of people who could feel their control were actually killed, they almost exploded with anger.

One after another, big palms transformed from spiritual power spread out crazily, frantically shooting at the monks who entered the courtyard.

He was very angry, he wanted to kill someone, and he wanted to vent his anger.

"Ah, ah, I'm so angry with you! You bastard woman, please don't let me recover my cultivation, otherwise I will kill you."

He roared while venting his anger.

A mere immortal, if his cultivation was at its peak, would not take him seriously at all.

But now, in this state, he is no match for the powerful immortal.

This is also the reason why he didn't dare to let out the news to attract the powerful immortals here.

Wang Fan didn't know those things. At this time, he had found a place, arranged the restrictions, and planned to retreat to refine the elixir, and then attack the immortal realm.

As for the girl he slapped in the face, he didn't take it seriously at all.

Anyway, as long as his cultivation reaches the level of immortal, he will not be afraid even if a powerful person at the peak of immortal comes. At least he has the ability to protect himself. If he cannot be beaten, he can still run away.

What's more, he was in disguise at the time, and the arrogant girl might not be able to recognize him next time she saw him.

Refining elixir is not a simple matter.

But Wang Fan didn't care.

He got a total of eleven fairy fruits, and even the auxiliary fairy grass, he had several copies, so he was not afraid of wasting or squandering, and he had plenty of fairy grass to practice with.

It took him a full month, and after scrapping two materials, he finally refined a batch of elixirs.

A furnace of high-quality elixirs, twelve pills.

Wang Fan looked at the twelve elixirs and felt very satisfied.

Twelve elixirs should be enough for him to break through to immortality.

This level of elixir would definitely be worth a lot of money if it were refined by those immortal masters.

Now that he has refined it himself, he has saved a lot of money.

Wang Fan took a deep breath, grabbed a lot of Black Yuan Dan and Purple Gold Dan, threw them around, and also set up a spirit gathering array.
Chapter completed!