Lu Yan was helped up, walked towards the house, and turned around and smiled coldly at Zhao Fuyin, which made Zhao Fu even more angry.

"Go, follow us to the official mansion, in broad daylight, I don't believe you dare to commit murder!"

The villagers are not afraid of Zhao Fu at all, and Zhao Fu looks like a scholar, giving people the illusion that it is very easy to bully.

Zhao Fu knew that if Lu Yan left his sight, he would definitely run away, so he didn't care about it so much, and he was going to chase Lu Yan against the crowd.

Suddenly, a demonic qi shot out from Lu Yan's hand, like a thin line, and it didn't attract people's attention at all.

But Zhao Fu noticed it at a glance, he stepped forward quickly, pushed the villagers away, and wanted to block the demonic qi, so he grabbed it with his bare hands.

The demonic qi instantly cut his palm, but he firmly grasped it and couldn't break free.

"Whew." Zhao Fu breathed a sigh of relief, although these villagers blocked his way, he still didn't want to see ordinary people die in front of him.

A villager came up behind Zhao Fu and reached out to grab Zhao Fu.

But at this moment, the demonic qi in Zhao Fu's hand suddenly exploded, and an extremely thin silver needle flew out of the demonic qi, like a strand of hair, directly piercing the villager's chest!

To mortals, the monk is an immortal, an unrivaled existence, and even an extremely thin silver needle blasted a fist-sized blood hole in the villager's chest.

The villagers' eyes widened, and they fell straight down.

The surrounding villagers were stunned for a second, and suddenly became extremely angry, and they shouted "murderer" rushed up and grabbed Zhao Fu deadly.

In their eyes, it was Zhao Fu who killed people.

"Damn it!"

Looking at the tragic death of the villagers, Zhao Fu was even more angry at Lu Yan in his heart, he didn't care about hurting other villagers, and suddenly exerted his strength, and the huge spiritual power overturned the surrounding villagers like a wave of air.

Then he stepped forward, the thunder and fire wings behind him spread, the roar was loud, and his body suddenly disappeared in place.

The next moment, he came to Lu Yan and roared, "Show me your original form!"

The thick black iron sword smashed down on the head, and the force was extremely heavy, and ordinary people were hit by this sword, and their bodies were absolutely broken and their flesh and blood were blurred.

Lu Yan very vaguely sacrificed a magic weapon, blocked it above his head, and after receiving the next blow, he flew out upside down and smashed into the house.

Zhao Fu landed, and the iron sword in his hand was thrown out by him, and the iron sword spun and smashed into the building, and there was a loud bang.

The villagers were stunned by this scene, they looked at Zhao Fu's wings extended, and they were stunned on the spot one by one, unable to say a word.

Zhao Fu glanced at it coldly, and said heavily, "This matter has nothing to do with you, get out of the way!"

The villagers had just woken up from a dream, and they had retreated into the distance, looking as if they had fled, and now the matter had overtaken them.

The legendary immortals are standing in front of them, who dares to care!

Zhao Fu nodded, without these villagers, he would have no scruples about doing it, but suddenly, several silk threads suddenly stretched out from the broken building.

In the blink of an eye, these silk threads entangled several village names, pulled them and flew back.

"Not good!"

Zhao Fu exclaimed in surprise, and directly cast the Spirit Sword Duel, and several sword shadows appeared beside him, slashing at those silk threads with a whoosh. Z.br>

But the tenacity of the silk thread exceeded his imagination, the sword shadow was completely useless, and several village names were directly pulled back to Lu Yan's body.

Lu Yan walked out of the building, where was he still weak just now, his rickety body also straightened up again, and an evil smile appeared on his face.

Thin threads of silk swayed gently around his body, like the tentacles of monsters, controlling several villagers as hostages.

"What a trouble, you have to remember, if they die, it's because of you!"

Lu Yan moved his neck and sneered

said.

When the villagers saw Lu Yan's appearance, they realized that they had been deceived, and their hearts suddenly became ashamed, it turned out that Zhao Fu was a good person.

The mortals who were entangled in the silk threads were constantly struggling, but where they were the opponents of the monks, they could not break free at all, which made them suffer even more.

"Save me, save me!"

They screamed in horror, but Lu Yan looked displeased.

"Scream, these mortals are like ants, and they are very ignorant, in my opinion, Zhao Fu, you don't want to save them, just kill them!"

As he was talking, a silk thread suddenly rose high and threw out a mortal who was entangled!

With such a high height and extremely strong strength, if this person falls to the ground, he will inevitably end up in pieces.

Zhao Fu's heart moved, and his body suddenly rushed forward, catching the name of the village, and sending the villagers into the distance with a soft force.

"Let's go, and don't stay here alone!" He shouted.

The villagers, who had wanted to watch the excitement here, fled the place one after another, and soon the entire village disappeared.

Lu Yan still had an evil smile on his face: "Zhao Fu, no matter how powerful you are, how many people can you save?"

Zhao Fu sighed, slowly retracted his thunder and fire wings, and said, "In this way, you let them go, and I will let you leave here."

When Lu Yan heard this, he was not happy: "It's that simple? I want to see how important these mortals really are in your eyes!"

As he spoke, he threw another village name out, but Zhao Fu dodged but took it, but he didn't want a wind blade to hit at the same time, as long as he went to pick up the villager, he would definitely be hit.

There was no way, he gritted his teeth and rushed over, and Shengsheng took the blow, and a bloody wound was suddenly cut out of his body by the wind blade.

Zhao Fu gritted his teeth, sent the villagers away, and looked at Lu Yan coldly, the killing intent in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Hahaha, your eyes are really terrifying, but is it worth it to sacrifice your life for these mortals?"

Lu Yan laughed, as if he didn't understand Zhao Fu's choice, thinking that it was very stupid.

He threw out another villager, and this time he also sacrificed a magic weapon, which was a bloodstained hook, like the hook of a butcher who sells meat, with a strong bloody aura.

Zhao Fu gritted his teeth and rushed over to catch the villager, and the iron hook also pierced his shoulder at the same time, and then flew into the air.

"Ahh

Zhao Fu let out a howl of pain, his shoulder was torn off by the hook, and a large piece of flesh was torn off, and blood was dripping down.

"Hahaha, if you want to save everyone, I'm afraid you'll be killed by me!" Lu Yan laughed, he didn't expect it to be so easy to deal with Zhao Fu.