Chapter 648 Tianyunwei

The black-faced man and the female cultivator of Lanchang fell down together, vomiting blood from his mouth, and his face turned pale.

An irresistible force of gravity suppressed them to the ground.

"Also resist?"

A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and the gravity from the void actually strengthened a little more. The female cultivator Lanchang "punched" and half-kneeled on the ground, her eyes were panic and her pretty face was pale.

The black-faced man barely supported the earth with his hands and said gritting his teeth: "If you want to kill, kill, why should you humiliate me like this?"

At this moment, he couldn't tell that the other party was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. He accidentally stopped the two of them.

The only thing I can't figure out is why the other party didn't take action immediately and kill them in exchange for a reward?

It’s not because Yang Fan intentionally pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. Every time he goes to a brand new and unknown area, he will try to keep a low profile and hide his strength to avoid attracting attention before finding out the details.

This is a way of dealing with the world with caution and a law of survival.

What's more, he is now entering the Great Qin Dynasty, where the holy land of immortal cultivation on the mainland is full of strong people?

"Hmph, Yang hasn't questioned you yet, why did he attack me as soon as he met? If it were in the past, Yang would have killed you and immediately without hesitation!!"

Yang Fan's face darkened, and a few murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

He had just arrived in Daqin and was experiencing the environment here. Before he could come to the forefront, he was killed by these two people.

Until now, he still didn't understand what was going on. But Yang Fan had already made up his mind to capture the two of them alive and investigate them before deciding their life and death.

Hearing Yang Fan’s questioning, the black-faced man and the female cultivator Lan Shang were stunned at the same time.

"You...are you not here to intercept me and kill me?"

The black-faced man was stunned and said hesitantly.

"Nonsense!! Yang really wants to intercept him. Can you survive if you two people?"

Yang Fan sneered.

Hearing this, he understood the truth. He felt that these two people were being chased by others, treating themselves as enemies, preparing to launch a thunder attack and kill them instantly.

It is also considered that these two people were unlucky. They happened to meet Yang Fan, a fake early-stage cultivator of the Yuanying stage, and their strength was immeasurable. Killing them was no more difficult than killing an ant.

When it was confirmed that Yang Fan was not the enemy who intercepted them, the black-faced man and the female cultivator Lan Shang smiled bitterly, regretting it, and even a "boom" in their minds.

The man in front of him was unfathomable and might be even more terrifying than the one who chased them.

What's funny is that when they were running away, they thought the other party was easy to bully, and they immediately took action, but offended a stronger enemy.

"Fellow Taoist, this is a misunderstanding, an absolute misunderstanding. We mistakenly regard you as hunters of the 'Tiankill Pavilion'."

The black-faced man quickly explained.

"I hope fellow Taoist let us go, we are not hostile to you."

The female cultivator in Lanchang smiled apologetically.

"If Yang didn't have one or two ways to save his life, but was just an ordinary Nascent Soul, wouldn't he have been killed by you and become an unjust dead ghost? What's the right to speak?"

Yang Fan sneered.

The female cultivator of the blue dress and the black-faced man were suffocated and speechless.

If Yang Fan was just an ordinary Nascent Soul, he would probably die tragically at the hands of the two of them, and he would die inexplicably.

"Fellow Daoist did not kill me immediately. I think it wasn't just to humiliate me and others?"

The female cultivator of the blue dress turned her bright eyes and looked at Yang Fan with a little fear.

In this moment of life and death, she can still maintain basic calm.

"Haha, that's right." Yang Fan looked at her with a little admiration and chuckled: "You two still have some value in use, but there is no room for bargaining. Whatever I ask, you will answer."

"Senior, please ask me."

The girl cultivator Lan Shang looked well-behaved, and her beautiful appearance and gentle temperament made people feel pity.

But Yang Fan's eyes were indifferent and without any emotional fluctuations, and he asked calmly: "Where is this place of the Great Qin, what forces are there, and who is in charge?"

When the female cultivator Lan Shang looked surprised when she heard this, she didn't expect Yang Fan to ask such a simple question.

But under Yang Fan's scrutiny, she did not dare to disobey and replied: "This is 'Tianyunzhou', and there are countless forces to cultivate immortals, and the 'Lu Yunhou' is in charge of this radius of more than one billion."

"Tianyunzhou? Marquis Lu Yun?"

Yang Fan showed a thoughtful look on his face.

When he was in the Astrological Tower, he heard from Master Yue that the Qin Dynasty had eighteen states and also enfeoffed eighteen kings and princes.

These eighteen kings and princes nominally obeyed the orders of the "Qin Emperor" and ruled the world, paying tribute and worshiping every ten years.

Simply put, Yang Fan is in "Tianyunzhou", and there are countless immortal cultivation forces here, and the supreme ruler is the "Mr. Lu Yun" mentioned by the female cultivator Lan Shang.

In this world where strength is respected, status is often linked to strength.

Yang Fan thought to himself that since "Marquis Lu Yun" is the supreme ruler of the vast Tianyunzhou, his strength should be the top in this place.

"So what level has Mr. Lu Yun reached?"

Yang Fan asked with his eyes flashing.

Only by understanding the situation here and giving yourself a correct position can you survive better.

"This..." The female cultivator Lan Shang was a little embarrassed.

"We can't estimate the strong man at that level." The black-faced man interrupted and smiled bitterly: "But according to rumors, any of the eighteen princes of the Qin Dynasty is an invincible strong man, so it cannot be challenged. Anyway, if we meet someone else at this level, we can only leave it to fate."

"I see."

Yang Fan nodded. With the height of a strong man like the black-faced man, he could not speculate on the strength of a "king-level" strong man.

This is like the Jindan in the Inner Sea, and it is impossible to guess the existence of the strongest one.

Next, Yang Fan is preparing to ask some other questions.

At this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at a certain direction in the broken castle, which was the direction where the black-faced men escaped.

Swallows!

One or two hundred miles away, the light of escape flashed and shuttled through.

"No, I must be the hunter of the 'Tiansha Pavilion'!!"

Seeing Yang Fan's reaction, the black-faced man and the female cultivator Lanchang changed color together.

Yang Fan stood proudly with his hands behind his back and slowly closed his eyes, and the surrounding environment had undergone vague changes.

"Fellow Daoist please give us your best and let us go. If we let them chase us, the consequences will be unimaginable."

The female cultivator Lan Shang exclaimed and begged.

"Shut up." Yang Fan said two words coldly, and the powerful gravity still pressed the two of them.

The black-faced man and the female cultivator Lan Shang smiled bitterly, and saw the light coming from afar, and there were more than a dozen people.

These people have different costumes and magic weapons, which are dazzling and dazzling.

Yang Fan thought to himself that these people should be the "hunters" mentioned by the female cultivator Lan Shang.

More than a dozen people came, all of whom were high-level Nascent Soul, both men, women, and young.

In Northern Qin and other places, more than a dozen Nascent Soul Powerful Man appeared in the Great Qin Dynasty at one time.

Yang Fan was shocked. The Great Qin Dynasty is worthy of being a holy place for cultivating immortals, with countless strong people.

The person in charge was a tall and burly man wearing an animal fur coat, holding a heavy scimitar, with a cold look and a bit bloodthirsty, just like a search for prey.

Moreover, the strong man in animal skin was surrounded by a black-haired hunting dog, and his eyes were also flashing with bloodthirsty light and his nose kept shaking.

"Brother Dashan, the breath is suddenly interrupted."

A thin young man next to him, with purple hair, pointed to the broken castle in front of him.

"Brother Dashan and Xiao Zi are the ones who are the best at tracing among us hunters. What do you think?"

A beautiful woman in the crowd said with a smile.

"Go to search below, the lives of these two people are worth two million spirit stones and a treasure."

Brother Dashan *** *** *** *** *** lip.

Upon hearing this, the hunters flew to the broken castle below.

"It's over..."

The black-faced man and the female cultivator of Lanchang showed despair, and they saw these people rushing down.

From beginning to end, Yang Fan stood there, his eyes slightly closed and he did not say a word.

However, the two were surprised to find that when these people came over, they seemed to have not seen them, but instead shuttled over the castle, activated their spiritual sense or other magical powers, and searched.

"Didn't these people notice us?"

The black-faced man and the female cultivator Lanchang looked at each other, their eyes full of horror.
To be continued...