Yang Fan merged into the earth's body and suddenly stumbled, and the soul seemed to be hit hard.

Although he was not hurt, Yang Fan's attack paused. Ye Han's snow-white feet were naked and escaped from his claws.

"Master, let me help you."

At this moment, a rough voice came from the crowd.

Swish ~

A burly man appeared, and a faint blue light flashed in his eyes, confronting the eyes of the young man with purple eyes.

In an instant, the young man with purple pupil shook his body, his face turned pale, and he let out a mouthful of blood with a "pop".

"Escape!"

Ye Han didn't care about the faint pain in her feet, and even less about the half-skinned and fair legs exposed in the air, she pulled the young man with purple eyes and fled to the distance.

"Don't think of getting out of here."

Yang Fan immediately raised his hand, and the earthy yellow light waves surged under his feet, and a strange and dangerous wave spread from him.

The next moment, the young man with purple pupil stiffened and his body began to harden...

He tried his best to resist, but his soul was damaged just now and his strength was a little bit lost, and he felt powerless.

In this way, his body immediately petrified into a human-shaped statue after hardening.

Ye Han exclaimed, her face showing a look of fear, and her body was full of glory. She turned the statue away and turned into a stunning rainbow ray. Her figure flashed and rushed into the sky the next moment.

"Master, do you want me to chase them?"

The burly middle-aged man asked from the side.

"No need." Yang Fan raised the hand just now, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. There was a trace of fragrance. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but purse it slightly: "It's really the best. I don't know what special identity she has in the Nine Clans of the West Mountains."

He now lives in a corner of the Northern Qin Dynasty and has just left the pass, but he has not planned to completely become enemies with the nine barbarian tribes.

Regarding the troubles of the three people just now, he killed one of them to establish his authority, and then injured another one more severely, and punished the big warning.

"Hehe, Boss Yang, you haven't been in seclusion for fifty years. Your strength is so strong. Let's talk about it another day."

Hu Fei was ready to whine his hands.

Yang Fan understood that Hu Fei was a truly warlike person. The stronger the opponent, the more he could arouse his fighting spirit.

Even if his opponent is much stronger than him, he cannot destroy his determination.

"Okay, let's go."

Yang Fan nodded and took Hu Fei to the distance. He was about to test his true strength.

Just after they left, law enforcement monks appeared in Wuliu Town and cleaned up the mess on the scene.

The owner of the tavern even had the desire to die: "My tavern..."

But soon, the monk in charge of the aftermath gave him dozens of spirit stones: "This is enough for you to repair the tavern."

Within the scope of the fairy city, the truly circulating and valuable currency is the spirit stone.

Of course, silver and gold can be used only in the mortal area of ​​Wuliu Town, and exchanged for spirit stones at a certain proportion.

"He has come out of seclusion...he has finally come out of seclusion."
Chapter completed!