C47 (2/2)

Just as Yun Fan put away the Direwolf s, before he could even collect the Direwolf s' corpses, more than ten people had already rushed forward.

After looking at the other party for a moment, Qiu Gaoyuan said angrily: ”Shen Ying Zhuo, what is the meaning of this? You want to rob? ”

Qiu Gaoyuan was not a new disciple, and it was not the first time that Break Out Competition was participating. Naturally, he clearly knew what Shen Yingzhu wanted to do by bringing his people here at this time.

”Qiu Gaoyuan, on your account, I will not speak any more nonsense. Hand over the Demon Core and I will let you go! ”

Just as Qiu Gaoyuan wanted to speak, Yun Fan pointed at the ground facing the cold wind, and said indifferently: ”What if I don't hand it over?”

”You won't hand it over?” Haha, then you can quit. Otherwise, when I make my move, you won't even have the chance to leave. ”

The dozen or so disciples behind him immediately spread out and surrounded the three people.

”You think the same as him?” Yun Fan did not move, but cast his gaze at the other disciples around him.

After a moment of silence, Qiu Gaoyuan shook his head and said, ”Yun Fan, don't ask anymore.

Yun Fan nodded, and said calmly: ”Alright, since all of you have already decided on this, I will give it to you!”

”Not bad, you know what's good for you! Bring it over! ”

Shen YingZhuo stretched out a hand, and his face suddenly changed as he shouted: ”Do it!”

He quickly retreated, but it was already too late.

The instant that Shen YingZhuo extended his hand, the sword in Yun Fan's hand chopped out. The moment the opponent retreated, one of his arms fell to the ground.

Ah …

Shen YingZhuo screamed miserably, loudly shouting: ”Kill him, whoever kills him, I will give him ten Demon Core s.”

Seeing Yun Fan taking action, Qiu Gaoyuan's heart trembled. Turning to look at Leng Feng, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

The cold wind that had been by his side a moment ago had already rushed out, and the dagger had fiercely stabbed into the man's neck.

Qiu Gaoyuan and Yun Fan were not familiar with each other, but the cold wind was different.

When Yun Fan opened his mouth, Leng Feng knew that Yun Fan was going to attack. Back then, in the small courtyard, Gu Chenyu was beaten up in such a miserable manner.

The moment Yun Fan made his move, Leng Feng also made his move, killing him instantly.

Even though Leng Feng's Body Tempering Stage was at the ninth level, his attacks were very simple, and that was to be fast, accurate and ruthless. He didn't look like a Cultivator, but more like a killer.

”Shenying, you're f * * king courting death!”

At this point, there was no room for compromise anymore. Qiu Gaoyuan waved his blade and hacked down, without waiting for the blade to fall, a black rod flew out with a swishing sound and blocked the attack.

Clang!

A streak of fiery light flashed, causing the surrounding disciples' expressions to greatly change.

He hadn't paid much attention to them when he was in the dark. In that split-second of light, there were already five people lying on the ground.

It had been a long time, but the fight had only lasted two or three seconds. But in just these two or three seconds, five disciples had died.

Flee!

The same thought appeared in the minds of the remaining eight disciples. Other than the disciples who were fighting against the three of them, the rest of them turned around and ran.

”Just you wait, if I don't kill you, I swear I won't be a human!”