As he said, the middle-aged man with his face full of flesh waved his hand, and more men behind him rushed towards the guards of these convoys.

However, at this moment, Yang Fan's figure slowly descended, and neither party noticed the uninvited guest in the sky.

Click!

There was a sound of footsteps on the ground, and the shouts of both sides did not attract the attention of other people. The figure of Yang Fan and his party seemed to be seen by these people and did not exist.

Huh!

Yang Fan was not interested in watching the battle between the ants. One momentarily came behind the old man, and the old man, including the two women behind him, did not notice Yang Fan's arrival.

"Just ask, which country is the prince of the sixth prince's wedding you just mentioned?"

Yang Fan's voice came, and the old man disappeared for a moment. Then he felt a chill in his back. Someone could come down behind him without knowing it. If he wanted to kill himself, then he had no defense at all.

Thinking of this, the old man's inner thoughts fluctuated rapidly, turning around to look. The person here is a young man, without the slightest breath. But at first glance, it felt a little familiar, and I didn't think of it for a while.

"Friends, it seems that you have been in retreat for some time recently. You don't even know the wedding of Zhao Yin, the sixth prince of Huoyuan Country."

Forcibly resisting the shock in his heart, the old man spoke with a kind expression and tone.

Yang Fan's expression was shocked, and Zhao Yin, who was chatting with himself at the banquet after defeating the Demon Emperor, resounded in his mind.

In Yang Fan’s view, among the few sons of Fire Emperor Zao Wou-ki, Zhao Yin is most likely to be in that position. The main reason is that he had the Dugu Nine Swords that he had given him. What level of kendo attainments.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan temporarily canceled his plan to go to the Divine Sword Gate first, anyway, he had already arrived in the lower realm, and he was not in a hurry.

"How is this going?"

Yang Fan was talking about the monks who besieged them.

"Friends of Taoism, these people have taken a fancy to our Tian family's gift to the sixth prince's wedding, and want to kill people and overwhelm them. It's not the first time that they have done this.

The arrival of a few strangers attracted the attention of the middle-aged man, his brows suddenly frowned, and his heart was a little uneasy.

Yang Fan glanced at the monks who were besieging the convoy guard, and said.

"What are you going to do with these people, have you killed them all?"

The old man Tian Boguang looked slightly stunned, and some did not react.

"If it is possible, I certainly hope that they will all die, depending on their methods, obviously they have done a lot of this kind of thing, and I don't know how many lives are in their hands."

Yang Fan did not hesitate for a while, stretched out a finger, and waved it casually.

Whoosh!

A golden sword aura headed towards the monks at a terrifying speed, spreading to a large area, and some guards were also within the attack range of the sword aura.

Seeing this, Tian Boguang wanted to stop Yang Fan from beheading the guards, but when he thought, he couldn't see through the cultivation of the man in front of him. If he could sacrifice some guards to save his life, it would be fine.

Sword Qi swept across the battlefield in an instant, and then disappeared.

Suddenly, all the other monks stopped, including the middle-aged man with his face full of flesh. Some monks' weapons stabbing the guards also stopped at this moment, as if an inexplicable force imprisoned their movements.

When everyone was in doubt, the sudden change occurred.

I saw a blood line appearing on the waists of those monks, and then the whole person split into two halves from the waist, and the aura disappeared instantly, and those guards within the attack range of the sword aura would not be affected by a wounded sword aura.

Tian Boguang was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe how high the realm of the young man in front of him was. One move was able to kill so many monks in seconds, and even in the Mahayana period, he did not have such superb control.

"Well, don't be so surprised, you can reach this level in the future."

Yang Fan patted Tian Boguang on the shoulder, and an invisible fairy aura quietly entered his body, laying the foundation for him to step into the fairyland in the future. This was the opportunity Yang Fan gave him, and he told himself Zhao Yinda Reward for wedding news.

Perhaps he hadn't thought of killing Tian Boguang, invisibly, he would have obtained an opportunity that the cultivators of the entire Five Source Continent were envious of.

"Pre...senior, thank you for your shot!"

Tian Boguang's voice trembled a little. As a weak person, he would unconsciously respect the strong in his heart, especially in the realm of cultivation.

"It doesn't matter, we are also planning to attend Zhao Yin's wedding, so we happen to be together."

Tian Boguang's heart moved, feeling that this was an opportunity to make good friends with Yang Fan.

"Okay, I will clear out a carriage for seniors to rest immediately."

After speaking, Tian Boguang winked at the guard leader, and the guard leader nodded, turned and walked towards the carriage.

Jian Wudi's group looked at each other and came one after another.

Three days later.

In the imperial city of Huoyuan Country, a group of convoys slowly came, attracting the attention of the soldiers of the imperial city. A lieutenant officer stepped forward, and Tian Boguang sent an invitation to the lieutenant officer immediately.

At the forefront of the convoy, there was a luxurious carriage, inside which Yang Fan and his party were sitting around. After three days of walking, the convoy finally reached the imperial city.

In three days, Tian Boguang successfully integrated into Yang Fan's group. At this time Yuhun was laughing and playing with the only two women in the team.

The two girls are Tian Boguang's granddaughters, and they came out this time to show them the world. Even, if possible, he still wants to find a suitable prince for his two granddaughters, preferably the prince.

"Is this the country of origin of fire? Sure enough, the dragon is full of energy. This country will surely be smooth in the future."

The preacher looked around through the window and noticed that there was a golden dragon above the imperial city that was condensed from the fortune of the nation, with a mighty and lifelike expression.

It's just that this phenomenon can only be seen in Wonderland, and Yang Fan didn't notice it when he first came to the imperial city.

"It's the first time to come to the imperial city when passing the predecessor."

The preacher nodded.

Tian Boguang's tone was respectful, and his eyes were equally awed.

Through the understanding of the past few days, Tian Boguang discovered that the strength of everyone in Yang Fan and his party is very powerful, even the monster of Yang Fan, in his opinion, the strength has at least reached the Mahayana stage.

"Unexpectedly, after so many years, Huoyuan City will still look like this."

Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh.

"I haven't seen it for a long time. I really miss it."

The sword is invincible.

Just as the convoy was walking forward, the one where Yang Fan was standing suddenly shook, and then cursing and fighting sounded.

Yang Fan opened the curtain and saw that several monks in gorgeous costumes were beating a little boy in patched clothes.

The little boy only had a pitiful foundation period, but the two monks who besieged him had a golden period.

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