"Keep up!"

While leaving these words, Mo Fan's feet moved, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared on the other side of these two or three burly men.

Ji Chongwen reacted and was about to make a move, but immediately after, his eyes widened, and then he swallowed deeply.

saw that Mo Fan's feet did not stop, and continued to walk inside, and the two or three burly men who wanted to stop them from passing just now fell to the ground at the same time.

The person was not dead, but it was obvious that he was suddenly hit hard, and immediately after, they all fainted directly.

A few street gangsters, great second- and third-order cultivators, Ji Chongwen is also an eighth-order immortal, and he is sure that he can handle it easily.

But with such a fast movement as Mo Fan, he couldn't see it clearly at all, and he didn't kill anyone, he only fainted, which was definitely not something he could do.

As soon as he came back to his senses, he looked up and found that Mo Fan was going farther and farther, recalling the words left by Mo Fan just now, Ji Chongwen suddenly realized.

As an adjutant, he didn't have a chance to make a move at all.

Moreover, Mo Fan moved too fast, but he was worried that he wouldn't be able to keep up, no wonder he had to be reminded before he started.

Mo Fan's feet were very fast, but as more and more people fell behind him, there were obviously more masters who came forward to block him.

At the beginning, it was still a second- and third-order, and it was a fourth-order master.

But in the back, the fifth and sixth orders gradually began to appear, but there were not many people, and one just popped up from time to time.

It's a pity that in front of Mo Fan, whether it is the second order, the third order, or the fifth and sixth order, he can't touch Mo Fan in the slightest, he seems to just shake his body, and then, everyone around him all falls.

Even, these people fell faster than the others rushed up.

"Stop! Who is Your Excellency? The slums don't seem to have a top master like you, right?"

Suddenly, a voice came from upstairs.

Mo Fan paused slightly, and glanced up.

It was a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, and his cultivation in the early stage of the seventh order was not very powerful, but in the slums, this strength could definitely be swept away.

Moreover, this person's identity is obviously not ordinary, and after he stopped, everyone stopped in unison.

"Before you ask someone, tell us who you are.

If this seat is not mistaken, this should be the place of the Tianxia Martial Arts Hall, the mountain family.

What do you mean by holding back this seat and not letting you in?"

Mo Fan's eyes flickered, and he glanced at everyone around him before he spoke unhurriedly.

"I'm sorry, but the people below are ignorant and neglect your guests.

But Your Excellency is wrong, although this is still the World Martial Arts Hall, maybe it was also a place for the mountain family before, but it will not be after that.

First of all, let's introduce the people of Murong Hai, the fifth son of the Murong family, in the next autumn, and this is about to become the place of the fifth son of our family. ”

The middle-aged Qiu Cheng stared at Mo Fan with a solemn face, and then moved the backstage out as soon as he opened his mouth.

Unlike those little gangsters, although Qiu Cheng only had the cultivation of the early stage of the seventh order, he was nothing in the imperial capital, but he had always been quite disciplined in his work, and his eyesight was also good, and he was very trusted by the five sons of the Murong family.

Not to mention the hundreds of people who fell all the way from the door, just from Mo Fan's tone just now, he knew that this was definitely not an ordinary person.

Just kidding, this is the imperial capital, even if it is in the slums of the imperial capital, if you ask for it to be lowered, and if you dare to call yourself 'this seat', then you must at least be an eighth-order immortal.

However, even if it was an eighth-order immortal, Qiu Cheng was not afraid.

The Murong family, the director of the Finance Department, is powerful, and it is only an eighth-order immortal, which is far from enough.

"Murong Hai, the fifth son of the Murong family, is quite fast.

However, do you think that since this seat dares to come here, will it still be afraid of their Murong family?"

Mo Fan's face sank, and then he glanced coldly.

He thought that he had moved very quickly, but he found out about it, and he looked for Dong Lao the next day, and drove out of the palace on the third day.

There is Wei Zhongcen, the rotating prime minister of the cabinet, and Wei Lao said, he is not afraid that the Murong family will not give face, I believe that in a few days, the World Martial Arts Hall will be fine.

But he never expected that Murong Hai, the fifth son of the Murong family, would move faster than him, and the master of the young pavilion of the mountains and rivers would be imprisoned in the Praetorian Guard, and in just a few days before and after, the Murong family had already begun to directly attack the World Martial Arts Pavilion.

If it weren't for the fact that he planned to come over and take a look on a whim just now, by the time Wei Lao came forward, the World Martial Arts Pavilion would probably have nothing to do with Shanhe and their family, and even the family of the owner of the Shanhe Young Pavilion would probably be poisoned.

"Hmph, Your Excellency is so loud, do you really think that whoever is stronger will have the final say? Don't forget, this is the imperial capital!"

Qiu Fei thought that it would be enough to take out the name of the Murong family, but Mo Fan's words made his face change slightly, and he was directly angry.

That's right, eighth-order immortals, they are indeed not opponents.

But this is the imperial capital, as long as their Murong family speaks, it's just an eighth-order immortal, and there are as many as they want?

"That's right, this is the imperial capital, and this seat gives you time to call people, but now, right away, you all get out of here. ”

Mo Fan's last low roar was like a thunderous sound, and everyone, including Qiu Cheng, suddenly turned pale, and many people vomited blood and fainted.

Qiu Cheng's pupils shrank, and he stared at Mo Fan with a shocked face.

Then, without saying a word, he hurried away with everyone.

In the blink of an eye, the World Martial Arts Hall became empty, and only a mess remained.

Qiu Cheng was very eye-catching, and with just this low roar, he suddenly understood that where was this Eighth-Order Immortal, this was clearly the real top powerhouse.

If it was just an eighth-order immortal, so many of them would go up together, even if they were not opponents, they would be able to hold out for a while, waiting for reinforcements to come over.

But if it was really a top powerhouse, the low roar just now could be regarded as merciful, otherwise, they would have died a long time ago.

"My lord, don't you ask them where Shanhe's family is?"

Looking at Qiu Cheng and the others who left in a hurry, the corners of Ji Chongwen's mouth moved, and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice after a while.

"There's no need, it's on the third floor!"

Mo Fan shook his head, and after speaking, he walked directly upstairs.

In the past, the World Martial Arts Hall has always been managed by Shanhe, the young hall owner, and Shanhe's family rarely shows up, at least Mo Fan has never seen it, let alone know him.

But before entering the World Martial Arts Pavilion, Mo Fan had already quietly used the Bright Eyes Spirit Pattern, and through the layers of barriers, he found those people who were imprisoned on the third floor.

Several of these people are a little similar to Shanhe, and their ages are also in line, so they should be Shanhe's relatives.

It was precisely because he found someone, just in case, that Mo Fan chose to break in, at least save the person first.

Qiu Cheng and the others were in too much of a hurry, and they didn't dare to take away the people from the World Martial Arts Hall.

Soon, Mo Fan rescued those who were detained on the third floor.

As he expected, these people are all Shanhe's family, in addition to his parents and younger siblings, there is also Uncle Shanhe's family.

(End of chapter)