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Chapter 3208 Kill!

Above the horizon, the glow was blazing, and an illusory dragon shadow danced and galloped inside it, as if it was very excited.

When Wang Fan saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly screamed secretly.

This unusual movement will definitely attract the attention of those monks and attract them over.

Once those monks come here, they will definitely disturb Yun Fei.

In his anxiety, Wang Fan leaped into the air and fired a series of restrictions, trying to confine the rays of light.

But he was horrified to discover that the restrictions he set up could not restrain those rays of light at all. In fact, as soon as his restrictions appeared, they were torn apart by the rays of light.

Wang Fan's face looked extremely ugly.

It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided. It seems that there is bound to be a fierce battle.

"Look, look over there."

"The rays of light appeared again over there, and the shadow of the dragon appeared again."

Not far away, some monks had noticed this scene and rushed towards them frantically.

Not only that, the monks further away also dropped the villagers in their hands and started running wildly.

If they arrive late, they may not get anything.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

It didn't take long for three figures to appear outside the cave.

These three people are all eighth-level immortal monks. They release a terrifying aura and are extremely powerful.

They did not enter the cave, but looked at Wang Fan outside.

"Is that your friend inside?"

One of them asked coldly.

Wang Fan nodded, "Yes, there is indeed my friend inside. Since she came here first, I hope you can give her some time."

"If she can take away these opportunities, then they belong to her. If she can't take them away, then you can try."

Wang Fan tried to reason with these three people.

Although he also knew that reasoning would probably be useless, Wang Fan would not be willing to take action if it was not necessary.

"Haha." When the eighth-level immortal monk heard Wang Fan's words, he couldn't help laughing wildly, "You are only a third-level immortal, but you also want to stop us?"

"You only have such a small amount of cultivation. I'm afraid your friend's cultivation level is also very low, right? With such a small amount of cultivation, is it worthy of the resources inside?"

He laughed, the aura in his body suddenly became violent, and he began to step forward in the void.

"Go away, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

Following his voice, the other two people also looked at Wang Fan coldly, and while the aura on their bodies flew away, they took steps towards the cave.

Are you kidding? How could they give up such an opportunity to others?

If Wang Fan's cultivation level is higher than theirs, then forget it, they can only stop here.

But Wang Fan's cultivation is simply not as good as theirs? Under such circumstances, how could they be willing to give up such an opportunity?

What's more, most of the monks are coming here from behind. If they don't take action early, I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to get the opportunity here.

Wang Fan sighed, "It seems that you are not going to listen to me and are going to break in and disturb my friends."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and drew a line in the air.

"This line is the boundary. If you dare to cross the line even one step, you will be killed!"

When the three of them heard Wang Fan's words, they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then they laughed wildly again.

A mere third-level immortal dared to draw a line and then threaten them. This was simply seeking death.

"You don't know how to live or die, since you are looking for death, then I will give you a ride!" One of the eighth-level immortals sneered, and he took one step directly to kill Wang Fan.

He didn't have time to waste with Wang Fan, he had to fight quickly.

The powerful aura of the eighth-level human immortal spread out, and his whole body was bathed in the bright immortal essence.

With just a few clicks of his finger, a war hammer formed from the city of immortal essence was instantly formed, and then under his urging, it blasted directly towards Wang Fan.

The war hammer clanged in the air, setting off a series of spatial illusions wherever it passed, and rolled towards Wang Fan with a killing force, as if it was going to tear Wang Fan into pieces.

Wang Fan looked at this scene and sneered.

A mere eighth-level immortal actually wants to use weapons condensed from immortal essence to kill him?

This eighth-level immortal seems to think too highly of Wang Fan, or of himself.

If it were an ordinary fourth-level Immortal, perhaps this attack would really be able to kill him, but for Wang Fanlai, killing him with this attack would be nothing short of a fool's dream.

Wang Fan didn't even bother to dodge. He didn't even draw his shadow sword. He just raised it in one step and faced him.

While he was in mid-air, the immortal energy in Wang Fan's body started to stir up like crazy, then he clenched his right fist and punched it out.

The fist wind surged, with hints of thunder, and struck the war hammer like lightning.

With a bang, the war hammer exploded, and the fist wind continued to move forward unabated.

The eighth-level immortal looked at this scene and his expression changed wildly.

At this time, he still didn't know that Wang Fan was not a fourth-level immortal at all.

No, he is no longer an ordinary fourth-level immortal. Even compared to Wang Fan, who is an eighth-level immortal, he is not bad at all.

He didn't even have time to react, the violent fist wind was already surging over his body.

boom!

laugh!

After two sounds, he spurted blood and flew out.

Wang Fan did not pursue, but looked at the other two people coldly, "I say again, anyone who crosses this line will die!"

The corners of the mouths of the two men trembled when they heard these words, but they no longer had the contempt they had before.

After one of them came to his senses, he asked with a gloomy face, "Don't you think it's too much for you to stop here and let your friend seize the opportunity in peace?"

"The so-called opportunity comes to everyone who sees it. Isn't it too much for you to do this?"

Wang Fan glanced at the man and said calmly, "Everything has a first-come, first-served basis. Since we come first, we naturally have to take it first. If we fail, it's not too late for you to try again."

"The opportunity here, I believe you all know, should be a roll of magical martial arts. This kind of thing cannot be divided equally."

When the two of them heard this, their expressions were a little ugly.

At this time, the buzzing voice was heard crazily, and the rays of light began to become more and more blazing.

Looking at this scene, everyone knew that the critical moment for Yun Fei's cultivation had arrived.

Almost at the same moment, whoosh, a dozen figures appeared here.

"No, someone is inside, trying to seize the opportunity."

One of them shouted, and in an instant, more than ten people ran towards the cave crazily.

Each of their eyes was very scarlet and extremely crazy.

The two eighth-level immortal monks who had been talking to Wang Fan before were naturally not idle in this situation. Instead, they flashed and rushed over.

Wang Fan's face turned cold. He danced with his hands, made a series of seals, and shouted, "Anyone who crosses this line will die!"

But, at this time, who would care about Wang Fan?

Those people didn't take Wang Fan's words seriously at all. They didn't even take Wang Fan seriously at all and rushed directly to the cave.

Wang Fan's face turned even colder when he saw this scene.
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