Everyone asked questions

"Who is so bold..."

As Yang Fan said, everyone on the field was secretly frightened and couldn't help but look up to investigate the situation on the roof.

A vague white shadow flashed from the roof and suddenly disappeared.

Yang Fan's mind was shaking and he captured a familiar breath. He would not think that the other party would retreat because of this.

"Haha, after Jiuyou parted, you have also made a major breakthrough. You are qualified to fight me again."

Inside the house, behind everyone, a man's voice suddenly came, cold and arrogant, with some anticipation and praise.

"What?!"

Li Hongfei and the high-level golden elixir next to him suddenly felt cold in the vest and quickly turned around.

In this main hall of ordinary people, at some point, there was a man carrying a sword and dressed in white, better than snow.

However, the man in white had his eyes closed and his whole body was shrouded in a special mood.

"Wushuang, I didn't expect you to join in the fun..."

Yang Fan judged the other party's identity as the white shadow flashed, but couldn't help but smile bitterly.

“Unparalleled!!”

Li Hongfei's expression changed slightly, and the powerful Jindan behind him immediately showed a look of alert. It was his duty to protect the young master.

"Do you know what I'm going to do?"

Wushuang suddenly opened his black eyes that looked like the night sky, and there was a faint shadow of a sword flashing there. At this moment, he trembled slightly. In the silence, he conveyed to Yang Fan the infinite fighting spirit and determination to win.

Just by opening his eyes, he conveyed his fighting intention and purpose to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan sighed in his heart that he was not in the mood to fight this martial arts fanatic now.

However, he quickly thought of a solution and said unhappily: "Wushuang, Yang finally returned to Wuliu Town, and he was in danger at this moment. Do you also want to take this opportunity to make it worse for Yang?"

When he heard this, Wushuang frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and nodded, "I, Wushuang, are not the kind of villain who takes advantage of others' danger. Since this is the case, then our affairs will be postponed for a while."

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, because he understood Wushuang's personality that he could use it to delay.

"However, I will not leave easily when I stay in Wuliu Town." Wushuang's mouth pursed a strange arc: "If anyone affects the decisive battle between us, he will definitely be erased by my unparalleled one."

Swish!

A white shadow flashed, and the unparalleled trace disappeared from the bottom of everyone's noses.

"His 'instant escape technique' becomes more mysterious and pure..." Yang Fan murmured to himself.

Fortunately, he now has "Xiangyun Boots", and when he encounters such unexpected situations, he will not be unable to resist.

"What a terrible escape technique, is he unparalleled?"

The powerful Jindan man beside Li Hongfei was shocked and said, "If he had encountered such a strong man, he would probably not have much chance of winning."

"Uncle Qi, he is the only unparalleled living in the secret realm, and his strength is unfathomable."

Li Hongfei explained.

"It's better to meet than to be famous." Uncle Qi exclaimed: "With such strength, among the high-level Jindan level of Yuyang Country, you can rank at least the top 20. Only one of the few Jindan cultivators has the opportunity to defeat him firmly."

After this little episode, Yang Fan began to talk to Li Hongfei, and soon, several people came in outside the house.

"King Yan, Yuwen's head, Cheng Laoxian..."

Yang Fan was slightly shocked, but he didn't expect to see these acquaintances.

"Yang Fan, you are finally back!"

At this moment, a familiar voice came and an ugly boy rushed into the room.

Hu Fei!

Yang Fan was extremely surprised and could actually see two "comrades-in-arms" who came out of the secret realm in a row.

In addition, there were many other visitors in this small main hall, some of which were known to Yang Fan, and some of which came here by their reputation.

Yang and Yang Huixin immediately started working, pouring tea and delivering pastries, and didn't even have the chance to reminisce with Yang Fan alone.

Yang Fan was also tired of social engagements and almost couldn't get into it.

Finally, Yang Fan bowed to the monks and said, "Everyone, the humble house is too small, can you move it to the clinic to discuss it?"

"Okay, okay."

King Yan, Li Hongfei and others smiled brightly, and understood that Yang Fan did not want to involve the world of immortal cultivation to the secular world.

Soon, Yang Fan brought his group of guests to the "Puai Medical Center".

When Zheng Xiaoman saw his master come back, he hurried over to salute: "I have seen Master."

Yang Fan nodded and ordered: "These are all distinguished guests, you need to be a good hospitality. By the way, where has Lin Zhong been?"

"He is refining alchemy in the back hall. Do you want me to let him come and see you?" Zheng Xiaoman asked.

"No need, let him be busy." Yang Fan stopped asking and was responsible for entertaining these guests.

The news that Yang Fan returned to Wuliu Town soon spread to various places, and more monks came to visit.

In less than half an hour, this small Puai Medical Center was almost overcrowded.

If someone is interested in observing, you will find that the number of immortal cultivators here is astonishing, even... there are more immortal cultivators than mortals.

"Report, fellow Taoists of the Qingyuan Sect come to visit..."

"Report, fellow Taoist of Guihuan Sect asks to see Yang Yaoshi..."

The apprentice in the clinic responsible for the big mess was frightened.

Yang Fan was so arrogant that he went through a lot of hardships before he sent away the idle people.

However, there are still some stubborn people who refuse to leave.

Among them, the attitude of the Qingyuan Sect and the Ghost Fantasy Sect monks is the most resolute.

The former is the largest sect in the Yuyang Kingdom's righteous path, the leader, a charming and beautiful woman, wearing a long palace dress, and she turned out to be a powerful golden elixir.

The latter is a first-class sect in Yuyang Country, with strong strength and leading man. He is a white-haired old man with a torch-like look and a powerful golden elixir.

Faced with the strong men of these two major forces, Yang Fan wanted to send them away easily, but it was not that easy.

The charming beautiful woman and the white-haired old man asked about the matter in the secret realm of Jiuyou, raised many doubts, and raised the commonalities between Shi Qianhan and Yang Fan.

Moreover, behind this charming beauty, there is a pair of handsome men and beautiful women. Judging from their intimate attitude, they should be a pair of dual monks and Taoists.

"These are two disciples of our sect who have seen Shi Qianhan with their own eyes."

The charming beautiful woman said with a smile.

Yang Fan looked at it and saw that these two people were the two monks of the Qingyuan Sect whom he met after he successfully built the foundation: Lantian Yu and Bi Qianrou

At this moment, in the past two years, Lantian Yu and Bi Qianrou have somehow improved their cultivation to the early stage of foundation building.

When I saw it, I was still a cultivator in the Concentration Stage.

Bi Qianrou said softly: "That day, in the unmanned mountain thousands of miles away from Kyoto, we encountered Shi Qianhan who was attacking the foundation-building stage and witnessed him killing three demon monks with his own eyes."

"Shi Qianhan has a domineering secret technique that can ignore distance and eliminate cultivators whose cultivation is lower than his own in an instant. At that time, he raised the left hand of death to us and our wife, allowing us to experience the moment of life and death. Then we returned to the sect, and our emotions and artistic conception were sublimated together, and our cultivation level was a thousand miles a day, and two months ago, we broke through to the foundation-building stage together..."

Lantian Yu said with lingering fear.

He and his wife Bi Qianru faced each other with their eyes, with a long and unmatched heart.

Yang Fan was surprised. He didn't expect that his unintentional intimidation method at that time would sublimate the relationship and realm of this pair of monks and Taoist couples, becoming their great opportunity.

"Haha, what can this prove?" Yang Fan smiled faintly.

"According to our investigation, the period when Shi Qianhan was in seclusion and leveling the foundation building period happened to be a period when the pharmacist left the clinic in Kyoto. When Shi Qianhan's seclusion was over, Yang Yaoshi happened to come back."

The old man with white hair said with a bright light: "In terms of time, it is completely consistent. And there are witnesses here."

Yang Fan was calm and calm, with a natural aura on his body. He looked at Lan Tianyu and Bi Qianrou and smiled and said, "Since you have seen Shi Qianhan, please look at Yang carefully to see if I look like the same person as him."

Bi Qian Rou and Lan Tian Yu looked at each other and began to look at Yang Fan. After a while, they nodded in one's head: "It's true that it's not like it, and it's completely different."

"I think the magical power of using the pharmacist to save the world with mercy is definitely not a cold and bloodthirsty person in the devil's way." Bi Qianrou held her husband's hand and smiled sweetly.

Yang Fan laughed and looked at the charming beautiful woman and the old man with white hair: "Even witnesses who have seen Shi Qianhan say this, what do you have any doubts? Even if you have magic skills, how can you hide the gaze of the two high-level Jindans?"

The white-haired old man from the Guihuan Sect was speechless. Their purpose of coming to Wuliu Town was to find Shi Qianhan.

The charming and beautiful woman smiled: "The purpose of my Qingyuan Sect here is not to be here for Shi Qianhan, but to investigate a question. Did my disciple, Zhuo Jing, die at your hands?"

After saying that, a cold light flashed in her eyes, staring at Yang Fan.

"Zhuo Jing?" Yang Fan smiled softly: "It can be said that he was killed by the nine foundation-building cultivators together, or it can be said that he was killed by Yang."

"How do you say this?" The charming beautiful woman's eyes were burning.

"Zhuo Jing is an enemy of the nine foundation-building cultivators of various major forces with the nine major powers. The nine of us were killed and fought with him. The final cause of his death was the result of the nine of us working together. Of course, the last move that killed him was indeed Yang." Yang explained.

"Hmph, no matter what, Zhuo Jing will die at your hands." The charming beauty's eyes flashed coldly.
To be continued...