"Hmph, even if you don't say it, Yang knows who instructed you to come."

Yang Fan's body approached uncle little by little, which put a lot of pressure on him.

"Is that stupid person behind the scenes, Fatty Li?" Yang Fan showed a strange smile on his face.

"You, you..."

Uncle Eight exclaimed, his face changed in shock, and it was obvious that Yang Fan's words revealed the mystery.

"You stand up, come over and I'm going to take action!"

Uncle Ba looked panicked, his hands flashed with a light of spirit, and the surrounding fire spirit suddenly became active, gradually condensed into a fire bomb.

"Haha, you need to use a fire bomb technique for half a day."

Yang Fan sneered and mocked. It seemed that this eighth uncle was also a half-baked immortal cultivator.

A talisman suddenly appeared in his hand, biting his fingers and blood sputtered onto the talisman.

Immediately, he shouted softly, and the talisman in his hand ejected out, turning into a fire bomb in the sky, hitting Uncle Eight first.

Bang!

The eighth uncle suddenly ignited a flame on his body, and he kept rolling and screaming on the ground.

Yang Fan looked at Uncle Ba with a cold look on his face and took out a few more talismans from his body.

"Give me your life, sir!"

Uncle Eight's body extinguished some of the flames, and when he saw Yang Fan's actions, he couldn't help but cry.

"You said, how do I deal with you lackeys?"
Chapter completed!