Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

At this moment, the old man surnamed Pang was also blown away several feet away by the energy generated by the shattering of the tortoise shell.

However, Xu Kai was protected by the shield and remained intact.

But this scene made everyone present couldn't help but twitch their eyelids and look horrified.

Although the tortoise shell was not an ancient spiritual weapon, it was definitely a high-level ancient treasure. Who could imagine that someone could smash this treasure with one blow with the strength of the flesh? This is simply too incredible.

Presumably, even the great monks in the Eastern Jin domain who are famous for their strong flesh are no more than this.

Moreover, this does not include Xu Kai's layer of light shield. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the talisman must be a top-level talisman.

However, the crowd did not have time to be shocked, but hurriedly cast their eyes on Wu Fan, because they saw that Wu Fan just shook his body, then smiled sinisterly and slapped again, not giving Xu Kai any chance to escape, obviously intending to kill him.

At this time, the old man surnamed Pang in the distance was frightened by the scene in front of him, watching the palm slapping towards Xu Kai's head, but unable to stop it.

"Wu, Senior Wu, please show mercy, I am wrong, I deserve to die, I shouldn't have bumped into you, please spare my life, I will give you the golden crystal iron...!"

At the same time, Xu Kai had long lost his previous arrogance, but was frightened to the point of breaking his liver and gallbladder. He looked up in extreme fear, looked at the devil-like figure above, and shouted for mercy.

At this moment, he was really scared, and an endless regret rose in his heart, especially when he saw the palm approaching quickly, he wanted to cry but had no tears.

After living for more than 300 years, this was the first time he felt death was so close. Usually, he relied on his father's power to do evil things, but no one dared to disobey him, which made him develop a fearless character.

But he didn't expect that today he would hit a wall. There were people in the northern region who dared to kill him without fear of death.

This scene that shouldn't have happened made him a little dazed for a while, as if he had a nightmare.

It's a pity that this is not a nightmare at all. Everything in front of him is so real, which makes him regret it from the bottom of his heart.

Now, he can only hope that the other party will be able to forgive him after hearing his plea for mercy.

But his fantasy is destined not to come true.

The palm above was like lightning. He only had time to flash a few thoughts in his heart before his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

And with his death, the northern region will forever lose a termite. I don't know how many people will laugh and shout behind his back.

But that was all in the future, and now in this hall, the space was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was stunned, staring at the headless body lying on the ground.

Even Zhong Renliang, who had just climbed up, was stunned, and the cold sweat on his forehead could not stop rolling down.

As for the old man surnamed Pang, he was even more frightened and collapsed to the ground, muttering "It's over, it's over...!"

But Wu Fan, who fell to the ground, smiled crazily and put away Xu Kai's storage bag as if no one was around, and no one knew where he sent the golden crystal iron in his hand.

However, he did not leave immediately, but glanced at everyone with evil eyes, his body was filled with murderous aura, and his fists were clenched and unclenched, and so on.

But no one noticed that there was still a trace of clarity in his blood-red eyes.

Perhaps it was because of this rationality that he did not kill as crazily as last time.

"Dead! Master Xu is dead? Oh my god, there might be an earthquake in the nearby states!"

After an unknown amount of time, a cry of surprise came from the silent house, and this voice successfully pulled everyone back to reality from their thoughts.

The next moment, everyone turned their eyes to Wu Fan, and the expressions on their faces were unpredictable, with fear, gloating, and a little admiration, but most of all resentment.

As for the anger, it was because everyone witnessed the bloodshed with their own eyes, and everyone present lived in this northern region, and they would have some personal relationship with Xu Shuotian on weekdays, otherwise they would not be able to gain a foothold here.

However, Master Xu Shuotian was killed under their noses, and this matter would more or less implicate them, after all, the great monk had only such an only son.

It is precisely because of this that they were treated as having suffered an unprovoked disaster, and naturally they would feel resentment towards Wu Fan.

But seeing the ferocity of the other party just now, they couldn't bring themselves to catch him. For a moment, they looked at each other in bewilderment.

At this moment, Wu Fan also took action. He first glanced at the ceiling above, and his only reason told him that this hall had set up a defensive formation, and it was impossible to rush out in a short time.

So, he looked at the door again coldly, and after some thought, he flew straight to the door with a flash of light on his body.

His move naturally attracted the attention of everyone. Some of them took out magic weapons without leaving any trace, but after looking at each other, no one took the lead to stop him.

After all, no one is stupid. With the strength of the other party, the person who rushed up first will inevitably be the first to suffer from his murderous hand. Naturally, no one wants to be the first bird to stand out.

But just when everyone was hesitating, an angry shout suddenly came from the house.

"What are you waiting for? Pang warns you that if the murderer escapes, none of you can think about it. Just wait for Senior Brother Xu to settle accounts with you one by one!"

The old man surnamed Pang in the back looked crazy. After a loud roar, he threw out a magic weapon of steel needles, which flashed towards Wu Fan's back.

"Yes, everyone, attack together. We must not let him escape, otherwise we will all be held accountable by Fellow Daoist Xu!"

As soon as the old man surnamed Pang finished speaking, the short old man surnamed Liang in the crowd turned his eyes and hurriedly echoed him, waving his hand and throwing out a magic weapon.

I don't know if he was resentful of Wu Fan's bullying just now, or if he wanted to set an example before others and let Xu Shuotian remember him.

In short, he was the first to stand up.

"That's right. As long as we take this man down and hand him over to Fellow Daoist Xu, we will have an explanation. Let's all act together!"

"Yes, don't be afraid. With so many of us, even a great cultivator can't escape!"

"Hehe..., this kid has a lot of treasures on him. As long as we kill him, the treasures will be ours!"

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The words of Pang and Liang did work. Soon, loud shouts and greedy laughter came from the crowd. At the same time, magic weapons shot out and hit Wu Fan madly.

As far as I can see, more than 30 people in the room participated in it, and even the Jindan stage cultivators took action.

However, more than 20 of them retreated quietly for a distance, and their eyes flickered, but they didn't intend to take action.

I don't know if these people are from other places and don't care about Xu Shuotian's anger, or if they are scared by Wu Fan and dare not take action at all.