Chapter 840 Take Action

Uh...

Suddenly faced with a fatal attack, the disciple of the Poshan Sect paused abruptly, and then wanted to resist.

However, Wu Fan's movements were faster. Before the opponent could resist, he had already pulled out the dagger, and then quickly left the opponent's back and killed a Poshan Sect disciple next to him.

The Poshan Sect disciple had not yet reacted to what was going on. He just heard the movement next to him and subconsciously turned his head to look over here. Then, what caught his eye was a young man he didn't know and a dagger flashing with cold light.

Puff!

The sharp dagger drew a beautiful arc and easily cut the opponent's throat, and blood spurted out immediately. The Poshan Sect disciple covered his neck in horror and looked at Wu Fan, hoping to stop the outflow of his blood. However, all this was obviously in vain.

Wu Fan didn't even look at the other person. After the dagger was retracted, he stomped his right foot on the ground and jumped to the back of the Poshan Sect disciple he had just attacked. There, another Poshan Sect disciple was looking at him curiously.

Puff!

The same action, the same result, nothing has changed at all. This Poshan Sect disciple followed the footsteps of his fellow disciple next to him and died under Wu Fan's dagger.

"There is an enemy!"

It was not until this time that the warning sounded, with surprise and panic in the voice.

Who is this person?

When did he appear?

Why is he so skilled?

One by one, doubts appeared in the mind of the Poshan Sect disciple. He stared at the murderous Wu Fan in amazement. The warning just now was just a subconscious reminder after he saw Wu Fan, the uninvited guest. In fact, his brain is now in a downtime state and cannot make any reaction.

However, this warning did have an effect. The disciples of Poshan Sect who were lying in ambush around heard the warning sound and immediately looked over. They also saw Wu Fan who appeared among them at some point.

And the three corpses of fellow disciples who were slowly getting cold.

"Who are you?" A middle-aged man in his forties asked Wu Fan in a stern voice after taking a look at the corpse of the disciple, with surprise and deep doubt in his voice.

With his cultivation level, he didn't even notice when this person approached them. Could it be that this young man who was much younger than himself was close to him in strength, or even stronger than himself?

However, how is this possible? !

Shouldn't the cultivation level of cultivators of this age be in the early or middle stage of Ming Jin? Even if they are stronger, they are only in the late stage of Ming Jin. There are very few who can reach the peak of Ming Jin. Those who reach this level of cultivation can be called geniuses.

However, he has the strength of the early stage of Hua Jin. How could he not notice the other party's movements?

This is really hard to understand.

"Me?" Wu Fan saw that the people of Poshan Sect had already discovered him, so he was not in a hurry to take action. Facing the other party's questioning, he smiled lightly and said, "Am I not the one you are waiting for?"

The middle-aged man was slightly surprised. Did the young man know the purpose of their being here? Moreover, he said that he was the one he was waiting for. What did he mean? He was obviously waiting for someone from Jingfangzhai, and Jingfangzhai was full of women.

Hey, that's not right!

There are men in Jingfangzhai!

The owner of Jingfangzhai, Wu Fan, is a man!

When this news came out from Jingfangzhai, it also caused a great shock to the major sects in Qizhou. No one thought that Jingfangzhai, which was full of women, would be headed by a man. Many people's first reaction to hearing this news was not to believe it and thought it was a rumor.

It was not until later that what happened in Tianliang Mountain slowly spread in Qizhou that everyone believed this seemingly absurd news.

Jingfangzhai actually found a man to be the owner!

After confirming this news, the people of the major sects in Qizhou had complicated thoughts.

Some people thought that Master Huiwen was old and confused. She actually found a man to be the master of Jingfangzhai before she died. Moreover, she was not familiar with this man.

Some people envied Wu Fan's luck. Who wouldn't want to be the master of Jingfangzhai, a sect full of women, even beauties? That was simply the dream of all men in the circle of practitioners. In the end, it fell on Wu Fan's head. Everyone was full of envy and jealousy for Wu Fan, who had only heard of his name but never seen him.

And more people saw the opportunity. Jingfangzhai was severely damaged in Tianliang Mountain, and its strength must have been greatly damaged. Now they found an unfamiliar man to be the master. Some old people in Jingfangzhai must be dissatisfied. In this way, Jingfangzhai must have internal strife, which will lead to a further decline in Jingfangzhai's strength.

It was because of these considerations that some other local sects in Qizhou began to set their sights on Jingfangzhai.

And Poshan Sect was one of them!

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man withdrew his thoughts and remembered who the person in front of him was.

"Are you Wu Fan?"

"Yes, I am Wu Fan." Wu Fan nodded and said, "Seeing you waiting for us so hard here, I came to say hello."

Come to say hello?

The middle-aged man looked at the three bodies on the ground, oh, no, four bodies that were not completely cold, and his mouth twitched a few times.

Your way of saying hello is really special, so special that it makes people quite angry and unacceptable!

"It seems that you already know our purpose here." The middle-aged man gestured with his eyes to the disciples of his sect to surround Wu Fan, and said to Wu Fan: "There is no hatred or resentment between you and me. You are being asked to do this, but as long as you hand over the weapons in your hands, we can let you live. "

"So generous? Aren't you afraid that Zhao Dahai of Zhujian Villa will cause trouble for you?" Wu Fanhun smiled nonchalantly and said: "Also, I just killed a few disciples of your sect, what do you think of it? It’s never happened before? Tsk, tut, you’re the elder, you can’t do it.”

When the middle-aged man heard Wu Fan's words, he twitched the corner of his mouth again and looked at Wu Fan with more and more sharp eyes.

Of course, he didn't really want to let Wu Fan go, he just wanted to get Wu Fan first. For them, the favor of Sword Making Villa was important, but the weapons in Wu Fan's hands were more important. If they destroy the weapon in desperation or flee in other directions, the weapon will not fall into their hands. How much loss is that?

However, he didn't expect that Wu Fan seemed to see through his mind and didn't believe him at all, and his words were full of sarcasm.