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After Ye Fan killed Fang Zhentian and Fang Xueer, he turned around and left. Because the fastest way to go down the mountain was to pass the ancient sites guarded by Xuanhuang Sect, Ye Fan came down from there. At this moment, it was dusk. People who had been fighting for a day were excited to rush towards Xuanhuang Sect with the collected Qingyuan Fruits.

"stop!"

Not long after he left, he was intercepted by three stubborn men who suddenly appeared.

"Boy, hand over your Qingyuan Fruit and get out!"

"If you don't hand over the Qingyuan Fruit, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

The three of them looked down at Ye Fan. Each of them was not weak and had the cultivation level of the early stage of the Concentration Realm. A man in the lead had a bag hanging from his waist. The bag was bulging and emitting a refreshing fragrance.

Ye Fan glanced at them lightly and said, "I don't have Qingyuan Fruit!"

"Tsk, boy, it seems you are ignorant of your life or death. How dare you lie to us in front of our third son Ling Yun?"

"Hmph, the power behind our third son Lingyun is the City Lord's Mansion. We act under the orders of the Young City Lord. Do you dare to disobey the Young City Lord?"

"If you don't have Qingyuan Fruit, take off your clothes and walk around in front of us, and we will let you go!"

The three of them sneered when they heard this, and reported their identity and background, looking down on Ye Fan. One of them even looked at him with a dirty look.

Ye Fan's face turned cold, and he turned around in front of them. Haha, let the Emperor's clothes? What did they treat him as? A bitch that everyone can ride, right? And the city lord's mansion?

Ye Fan knew that in order to collect more Qingyuan Fruits, many major forces specially sent some people to rob him, but he did not expect that these people would actually rob him. They were still from the City Lord's Mansion. What he hated the most now was the City Lord's Mansion.

"Then you go and find your young city lord!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan suddenly took action, like an agile cheetah galloping towards the three of them.

Seeing this, the three people looked contempt in their eyes.

"What a fool who doesn't know the height of the world!"

"Brother, leave this kid to me and capture this kid. Our brothers can be happy. This kid has a great figure!"

"Hahaha, second brother, look at the third brother, there is nothing I can do about this!"

One of the shorter men rushed out. Seeing Ye Fan coming, he stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his upper and lower lips. He smiled obscenely and quickly glanced at Ye Fan's figure, "Baby, don't be anxious, we can have fun!"

"Get out!" Ye Fan was furious. There was such a disgusting person in the world?

He poured spiritual energy into his fist and blasted at the short man. The short man stretched out his hand contemptuously. In his eyes, Ye Fan was so young, his cultivation was at most the sixth level of Qi Refining. After all, the best genius young city lord in Lingyun City was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining at his age. He overestimated him. After all, the young city lord is a real genius in Lingyun City. Maybe his cultivation level is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

When he thought he could easily take Ye Fan's punch, Ye Fan's speed was much faster than him. Before he could react, the punch had already crossed his palm and hit his chest. A hint of horror appeared in the short man's eyes and his body retreated.

"Last brother, what's wrong with you?" The other two men hurriedly caught him, but saw him dying and finally spit out a mouthful of blood and died.

"How is that possible?" The man in the lead checked his heart and found that he had no vitality. He immediately had eyes split and glared at Ye Fan, "You waste, you dare to kill the third brother. I want you to be buried with you!"

As he said that, he and two other men immediately attacked Ye Fan frantically. The two of them rushed left and right, shaped like monkeys, and their bodies were wrapped in a bright yellow light. It was obvious that they used some martial arts.

"Let you see how powerful the mortal-level top-grade martial arts in the City Lord's Mansion are!"

"Shiyuan Lieshan Fist!"

The two approached, and the fist wind whistled. A 100-meter-long ape roared above their heads, and their huge fists slammed down at Ye Fan.

"Qingyang finger!"

Ye Fan glanced sharply, with a hint of contempt on his face, and at this level he wanted to kill himself. He stretched out his left and right hands and aimed at them. His index fingers shot out a dazzling blue light, which penetrated their hearts in an instant.

The two of them trembled as if they were in a state of tremor, and a hint of shock appeared in their eyes. Why is this kid so strong? Before they could figure it out, they felt weak all over, fell from mid-air, and rolled directly to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan glanced at them coldly, took off the bag on the waist of the leader's man, opened it, and nodded slightly: "Tsk, the eight Qingyuan Fruits are pretty good!"

There are eight green fruits in the bag, but this is not the same level as the fruits collected by Fang's family. However, if others hear him, they will beat their chests and stamp their feet and be jealous.

Although there are Qingyuan Fruits around the ancient monuments, there are not many, only a hundred, but how many people come here? They are not enough to be divided, and they are all guarded by powerful monsters. The weakest ones are all in the power of the Concentration Realm, and the strongest ones are comparable to the Innate Realm. Some people tried their best but failed to grab the Qingyuan Fruit and were buried in the belly of the beast. Some monsters were forced to swallow them in one bite.

It can be said that who can have eight of them here, and it is possible to enter the top three of Xuanhuang Sect or even the first one, but he is not satisfied yet?

Ye Fan took away the Qingyuan Fruit and continued down the mountain. On the way down the mountain, he couldn't help but pass the checkpoint guarded by the disciples of Xuanhuang Sect. He wanted to bypass him, but a sweet shout suddenly sounded: "Stop, where do you want to take our Qingyuan Fruit of Xuanhuang Sect?"

I saw a girl wearing a white dress with a unique sword logo embroidered on both sides of her cuffs standing in front of him and glaring at him.

Ye Fan looked at her. The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, but her cultivation level was at the ninth level of Qi Refining Realm. Her talent was even stronger than Ye Mutian at the beginning. Her pretty little face was a little rude and she looked at herself.

Ye Fan said lightly: "This is my own, do I have no right to deal with it?"

Although the Qingyuan Fruit can be exchanged for Xuanhuang Sect for elixirs or even entry-level places, Ye Fan is not interested. In his hands, he can refine a large number of Qingyuan Fruits to increase his strength for Ye Quan and others.

The girl was furious when she heard this and pointed at him and said, "Bastard, if it weren't for our Xuanhuang Sect, how could you know that there was Qingyuan Fruit here?"

Ye Fan frowned, "This is my own. Do I not even have the qualifications to handle it myself?"

"Hmph, what's the use of this Qingyuan Fruit like you? Do you know the use? Moreover, without our Xuanhuang Sect, can you get it?"

The dispute between the two of them soon attracted the attention of others. A young man in blue robe, surrounded by two young man in white, walked up arrogantly, glanced at Ye Fan, and then looked at the girl gently and said, "Rou'er, what's wrong?"

The girl glared at Ye Fan and said angrily: "Senior Brother Ning, this guy doesn't hand over Qingyuan Fruit, just take it away if he wants to!"

Senior Brother Ning frowned and glanced at Ye Fan with contempt, "Is this a matter?"

After hearing the girl's words, Ye Fan's face was slightly dark. Seeing Senior Brother Ning coming, Ye Fan glanced at him. This person was around thirty years old. In the middle stage of the concentration realm, Ye Fan suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "No, I want to take it away!"

Senior Brother Ning seemed to have heard some big joke, and the two disciples behind him were also laughing loudly. Senior Brother Ning looked at Ye Fan like an idiot and laughed: "Boy, you can pick the Qingyuan Fruit completely thanks to us. Who are you?"

The girl hugged her chest and sneered: "This ignorant Xialiba man probably doesn't even know what Qingyuanguo is for."

"Hahaha, this idiot, I probably took it home to give birth!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, fool, it's so funny!"

Ye Fan looked at them coldly, his heart full of displeasure. He didn't even know what Qingyuan Fruit is. As a Dan Emperor, how could he not know about dealing with elixirs every day? Although Qingyuan Fruit is refreshing, it can be taken alone, which is no different from a Qi-enhancing Pill, but he can tell a thousand elixir recipes that require Qingyuan Fruit to cooperate, and the quality is not lower than the seventh grade. If he wants, he can say ten thousand.

But he didn't want to, because if he said that, he would become a laughing stock in the eyes of others, and these people would not believe him.

"Give it a hand!" Senior Brother Ning sneered and suddenly attacked Ye Fan.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Ye Fan's eyes. This man was so rude that he trampled on his majesty as the emperor again and again. How could Ye Fan bear it? He was furious and was about to take action.

"snort!"

However, an angry hum came from behind himself, and Senior Brother Ning's movements suddenly froze. Looking at the source of the sound in shock, a blue figure rushed towards him like a ghost, and his slender figure suddenly came to Ye Fan and Senior Brother Ning in the blink of an eye.

"What happened?" A cold voice sounded, falling into everyone's ears, and a coldness broke out inexplicably.

When Senior Brother Ning saw him, although he was an inner disciple in the blue robe, he was more than half weak and said respectfully: "Senior Brother Xiao, this kid refuses to hand over Qingyuan Fruit, we are just talking about it!"

The person who came was Xiao Chen, one of the team leaders of their trip, and he was a very powerful person in the inner sect. His strength and power were much stronger than him, so he had to respect him.

When Xiao Chen heard this, he frowned, turned around and glanced at Ye Fan. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to his normal expression and looked down at Senior Brother Ning coldly, "I advise you with kind words? I think you are going to kill someone!"

"Young brother dare not, everything you do is for Xuanhuang Sect!" Senior Brother Ning said tremblingly.

"Our Xuanhuang Sect preaches and learns the cause and answers doubts, not forcing them to buy and sell. Everyone listens, you find the Qingyuan Fruit yourself. If you like to marry each other, you will get married. If you don't get married, we will not serve you!" Xiao Chen said loudly, spreading throughout the ancient sites, and everyone around him who heard him were in awe.

Then Xiao Chen looked down at Senior Brother Ning and pointed at Ye Fan and said, "Apologize to him!"

When Senior Brother Ning heard this, his face suddenly turned into pig red, and his heart was filled with anger. In his opinion, Ye Fan was just a little ant, just an ant, and he even asked him to apologize to him? Or in front of everyone? Isn’t this ruining his face?

However, under the fierce gaze of the young man surnamed Xiao, he was reluctant to do so and came to Ye Fan reluctantly, as if he had used all his strength, "Little brother, I'm sorry!"

"Speak louder!" Xiao Chen shouted.
Chapter completed!