Mentioning his master.
Xie Canglou's face was full of pride.
The confidence and arrogance he had lost moments ago returned.
As long as his master stood behind him.
No one in this Tianchu Province would dare to touch him.
"Ling Fan, you have already killed a Grandmaster from my Miyun Mountain. Let's let this matter rest. I will persuade my master not to pursue it when I return. What do you think?"
Xie Canglou said to Ling Fan with arrogance.
A venomous glint flashed in his eyes, and he thought, just you wait. If he could survive today, he would definitely have his master come out of Miyun Mountain and tear Ling Fan to shreds.
*Slap!*
Ling Fan expressionlessly flicked his hand back, sending a palm strike through the air.
The terrifying force instantly landed on Xie Canglou's handsome face.
The crisp sound reached everyone's ears.
Immediately, Xie Canglou's face was distorted, and he fell heavily to the ground.
"You... How dare you slap my face!"
Xie Canglou felt as if he had been hit hard by a hammer. He got up, covering his swollen cheek, completely stunned.
As if he had suffered a great humiliation, his face burned.
Ling Fan said indifferently, "I asked if you were convinced, not for you to talk nonsense."
"You!"
Xie Canglou was furious.
"I am not convinced! Do you really think our Miyun Mountain is afraid of you? I warn you, don't bring about your own destruction..."
He shouted loudly.
However, before he could finish his words.
*Pfft!*
A soft sound.
Ling Fan flicked his finger.
A stream of qi instantly pierced his brow.
Xie Canglou's eyes widened in terror.
He died with his eyes wide open.
At that moment.
The entire venue was silent.
Everyone stared in shock, dumbfounded.
That was Xie Canglou.
The top young master of Tianchu.
His status and position were incomparably noble, and his strength was also extremely powerful.
Yet now...
He had become a cold corpse!
Killed by Ling Fan's flick of a finger.
It was like killing a chick.
The Lan Clan members were completely stunned.
The powerful experts from the various martial arts families exchanged glances, looking incredulous.
In an inconspicuous corner.
Pang Liu's mouth hung open, staring blankly at Xie Canglou, who had become a corpse. The shock in his heart was beyond words.
In his eyes, Xie Canglou was like a prince, a true dignitary.
A proud son of heaven that he could only look up to!
Yet he died no more valuable than a blade of grass...
Killed by Ling Fan as he pleased!
Ning Zhou, next to Pang Liu, was also stunned.
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In the crowd.
The several peak Xuan Gang realm experts from Miyun Mountain were extremely shocked.
They quietly retreated.
He Jing Tang, a man of meticulous thought, had been keeping an eye on these people.
Seeing them trying to slip away, He Jing Tang bowed to Ling Fan and said, "Mr. Ling, shall I bring the experts from the Dark Martial Hall to kill these people!"
He made a decisive gesture with his hand.
His eyes revealed a fierce look.
Ling Fan waved his hand indifferently, "No need."
He Jing Tang was a little confused and said, "These people are not weak. Letting them go back is like letting them return to Miyun Mountain, and they will definitely report to Miyun Mountain, which might attract retaliation from Miyun Mountain and cause some trouble for you, Mr. Ling."
Ling Fan said, "If Miyun Mountain doesn't come to find me, I will go to them."
"If they dare to plot against me, and I don't crush them, won't the world think I, Ling Fan, am easy to bully?"
Ling Fan smiled indifferently.
He Jing Tang couldn't help but shiver.
He was deeply shaken.
Ling Fan actually planned to crush Miyun Mountain!
This news was too shocking.
He quickly lowered his head, "It was my ignorance, Mr. Ling."
"Mr. Ling!"
At this moment.
Chu Tiange, that fellow, called out loudly.
Holding up a hand as if presenting a treasure, he pushed through the crowd and rushed over.
"Mr. Ling, this is Ying Beifu's sword, Profound Grade Low Rank, Flowing Blade Clear Wind. This sword is famous throughout Tianchu Province! And this, look what I found on Xie Canglou!"
Chu Tiange held a thumb ring made of a very special material. Ling Fan frowned slightly.
He didn't expect Xie Canglou to have such a good item.
A storage ring.
This was a spiritual artifact related to space, very rare, and much more valuable than ordinary spiritual weapons of the same rank.
It could only be crafted by extremely powerful weapon refiners.
However, judging from its appearance.
The storage space in this thumb ring wouldn't be very large, considered very poor quality among storage spiritual artifacts.
Better than nothing.
He would use it for now in an emergency.
A trace of divine will permeated out, instantly erasing the residual mental power of Xie Canglou on the thumb ring.
The space inside was about half a cubic meter.
It contained quite a bit of silver notes, several spiritual weapons, and many pill bottles.
The denominations of the silver notes were all large.
Each was for fifty thousand taels.
Ten of them in total, amounting to five million. It wasn't a lot, nor was it little.
As the chief disciple of Miyun Mountain, his status was worth billions, so he didn't need to carry much money with him.
The several spiritual weapons were all of Yellow Grade High Rank, and their quality was very good.
Even those pills were no lower than Yellow Grade High Rank.
There were even a few pills of Profound Grade Low Rank.
Besides these.
There was one more item that caught Ling Fan's attention.
However, now was not the time to study this item.
Ling Fan casually bestowed the silver notes, spiritual weapons, and pills to Chu Tiange, Liu Han, and the others.
He only kept this item.
Then he put the Flowing Blade Clear Wind into the thumb ring and accepted it.
He remembered something.
He looked towards the members of the Lan Clan.
Seeing Ling Fan look over, those members of the Lan Clan were startled.
As soon as they thought of Ling Fan's killing methods when he killed Ying Beifu and Xie Canglou, they all trembled, their faces pale.
Some couldn't withstand the pressure and even cried.
Second Aunt forced a smile that looked more like crying than smiling.
She shamelessly said, "Nephew-in-law, you are truly... truly amazing! For Xueyi to have a husband like you is truly a blessing from eight lifetimes. This... this..."
"We seemed to have had a small misunderstanding just now. We didn't know the situation. If we had known you were so powerful, we wouldn't have dared to have such ulterior motives. We would be overjoyed for Xueyi to be with you!"
"Look... this culprit has already died, and he deserved to die for daring to covet Xueyi! As for our Lan Clan, we were also forced. We had to cooperate with them under the tyranny of Miyun Mountain. If anything, our Lan Clan is also a victim."
"Nephew-in-law, just pretend this never happened and don't hold our Lan Clan responsible. We are Xueyi's blood relatives after all, and this is her clan."
Seeing Second Aunt's shamelessness, Lan Junjie and Lan Xueyi, the brother and sister, snorted with dissatisfaction.
Lan Junjie, in particular, muttered disdainfully, "One shouldn't be too much like Second Aunt."
Even Lan Tianxiong and his wife shook their heads.
If they had known this would happen, why did they act like that in the first place?
Ling Fan smiled coldly.
And said, "You weren't saying that just now, was I mistaken?"
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