"Zhao Ba, don't go too far, you are alone, there are so many people in our Poisonous Silkworm Gang, can you handle it?" Wu Jianlong, who was ridiculed, waved his hand with a cold face, and a group of martial artists behind him all took out their weapons and looked at Zhou Fan coldly.

Since Zhou Fan refuses to retreat, he has no choice but to do it.

The warriors who lined up to go down the pit all flew backwards, afraid of being affected.

In Wu Jianlong's opinion, even if Zhou Fan is a Dao Realm monk, he is only a single person, no matter how strong a person is, it is limited, but there are one hundred and fifty people in their Poisonous Silkworm Gang, if they really want to fight, they will use the number of people to consume him to death!

The people of the land of a hundred horses were originally outlaws who dared to fight hard, and Wu Jianlong was even more so!

Wu Jianlong held the long knife and looked at Zhou Fan vigilantly, everyone in the land of Hundred Mansions knew that Zhou Fan was good at a technique that could cut off people's heads in an instant, but he knew that the Dao Realm cultivators knew that the spell was not invincible, on the contrary, there were many restrictions.

He has defensive tools and talismans on his body, which is why he dares to face Zhou Fan.

Of course, it is the same thing to dare to fight hard and not to die, once the war starts, he will be cautious and try to use the lives of his subordinates to consume the true yuan in Zhou Fan's body first.

Then wait for his two companions to bring people to support, and then use the tactics of the sea of people to consume him to death, maybe after this battle, their poisonous silkworm gang will become famous.

Zhou Fan just glanced at Wu Jianlong coldly, the long knife on his waist came out of the sheath, and a blood-colored knife shot out of the knife!

Wu Jianlong saw that it was a sword gang and not a spell, such a close sword gang erupted, it was not so easy to avoid it, and this was only the first knife, he couldn't avoid it, if he avoided it, the morale of his subordinates behind him would fall to the bottom.

Wu Jianlong's mind was electric, and his long knife also slashed out.

A black palm-wide blade flew out and collided with the blood-colored blade.

Wu Jianlong didn't dare to be careless, he knew that even if the true qi of a cultivator of the Huayuan Realm who had just entered the Dao Realm would be much stronger than the Qi Gang Duan, he raised his knife again, wanting to split out a second Dao Gang to deal with the blood-colored Dao Gang or follow-up moves that Zhou Fan had chopped.

But Zhou Fan had already put the knife into the sheath.

The blood-colored knife gang smashed the black knife gang, and Wu Jianlong, who had just raised the knife, slammed, and countless blood water exploded out of his body, scattering and splashing like a waterfall hitting a rock.

Wu Jianlong became a dried corpse with broken skin wrapped in bones, and blood splattered on some of the warriors behind him, splashing on their faces.

Everyone was stunned.

With just one knife, Wu Jianlong, who was in the high level of Qigang, died strangely.

They don't even know if it's a martial art or a spell?

Such a bloody and brutal method shocked everyone, Zhou Fan This is of course a martial art, but it is just a bloody knife that fuses the blood waterfall of the sea of treachery.

He rarely uses it outside, because the blood waterfall of the sea is too cruel, and once he uses it, he will either die or be injured, but in the land of a hundred horses, there is no such scruples.

Zhou Fan looked at the members of the Poisonous Silkworm Gang, and the people of the Poisonous Silkworm Gang all had fear on their faces, and they also had a sense of retreat in their hearts.

A person who can kill their gang leader with a single sword, how can they deal with it, only to see if they can escape.

Zhou Fan didn't mean to do anything, but said coldly: "You can go, go back and tell you two helpers, if you are not convinced, you can come to me, but be prepared to die." ”

None of the fifty members of the Poisonous Silkworm Gang dared to say more, but quickly retreated and left here.

Zhou Fan walked over and picked up Wu Jianlong's blood-stained talisman bag and the money bag that had just collected part of the pit fee.

He ignored the onlookers and martial artists, but used his true qi to shout into the pit: "Come up for me within ten breaths, or you will bear the consequences." ”

The pit was full of dangers, and those who went down in advance did not go very far at all, and when they heard the shouts from the pit, they knew that something must have happened above, and they ran to it.

When they saw that it was Zhou Fan, the people who came up from the pit were a little overwhelmed.

"Refund your fees, and get me out of here. Zhou Fan didn't talk nonsense to them, took out a copy of the pit fee from the money bag, and threw it to those who went into the pit.

Almost all the warriors who went down to the pit could recognize Zhou Fan, a Dao realm monk who had just come to the land of Baiyu, no one dared to say anything, but collected the pit fee and integrated into the group of martial artists who watched the excitement, and then asked in a low voice what was going on.

The reason why Zhou Fan withdrew the pit fee to the people who went down to the pit was because there was no need to have a bad reputation among these low-level martial artists in the land of a hundred people for these small money, after all, the king of Hades was easy to mess with, and the little ghosts were difficult to deal with.

Zhou Fan also wanted to establish an image that he had certain principles in doing things, so that he could complete his plan in the land of Baiqi.

After returning the pit fee of the Poisonous Silkworm Gang, Zhou Fan looked at the group of martial artists and said coldly: "This giant pit is mine, without my permission, no one is allowed to step into this giant pit in the future." ”

"I'm alone, it's impossible to send someone to guard it, you can go down secretly, but don't let me see you in the pit, otherwise don't blame me Zhao for the knife in someone's hand is not welcome. ”

What Zhou Fan said directly made some of the luck in some people's hearts disappear without a trace, if they really met Zhou Fan in the pit, then they would definitely be unable to escape, there is no need to secretly enter this huge pit in order to save this little pit fee.

After all, there are not many stone pits that can be selected in the land of a hundred horses.

"Senior Zhao, isn't your stone pit going to be open to the public?" someone couldn't help but ask.

Many forces have taken control of the stone pits, and they have made huge profits by collecting money or material patterns from the warriors who go down to the pits.

"It's not open to the public. After Zhou Fan said this, he had already turned around and walked into the pit.

The group of warriors standing on the giant pit stood for a while, and when they saw that there was no excitement, they dispersed one after another, either planning to change the pit and continue to go down the pit, or to do other things.

"What do you say will happen if the Poisonous Silkworm Gang is robbed of the giant pit?" asked a warrior gloating and smiling.

The giant pits that can produce Yuan Crystal all have great value, such huge pits are all controlled in the hands of powerful forces in the land of a hundred people, and if the Poisonous Silkworm Gang Gang does not have three Qigang Duan martial artists, it is impossible to occupy such a huge pit.

Zhou Fan robbed the giant pit, which is equivalent to cutting off the money bag of the Poisonous Silkworm Gang, which is a very serious matter.

But does the Poisonous Silkworm Gang really dare to fight to the death with a Dao Realm cultivator who can kill a Qigang Duan martial artist with a single move?

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Guo Muyang and Zhang Yi, the two gang leaders of the Poisonous Silkworm Gang, who had been notified to rush to the rescue with people, had not yet arrived at the giant pit, but they encountered the Poisonous Silkworm Gang who had escaped from the giant pit.

After learning from them that Wu Jianlong had been slashed to death by Zhou Fan, they were all stunned.

"Let's go, let's go back and talk about it!" Guo Muyang glanced at the panicked gang and said in a deep voice.

The stronghold of the Poison Silkworm Gang is in a small pit no more than an acre in size.

There are simple wooden houses built in the pit, and the wooden house in the center is the largest, which can accommodate about 20 people, which is the place where the three gang leaders and their cronies discuss and drink and have fun.

But today, none of the small leaders in the gang are allowed to enter inside, only Guo Muyang and Zhang Yi are there.

Zhang Yi sat on the main seat, drank a cup of tea, and wanted to suppress the irritability and fear in his heart, he said in a trembling voice: "He really killed Lao Wu with one sword?"