"kill!"

Chen Xingyu was infected by Tang Fan, and he also roared.

The master and servant were running rampant in the crowd, and whenever Tang Fan passed by, patches of blood mist would form.

The disciples of Tianlong Sect died tragically one after another, and even those who didn't die were killed by Chen Xingyu who picked them up from behind.

Waves of silver light exuded bursts of cold air, and the cold iron and ice blades formed a world of ice and snow in Tang Fan's hands. In the blink of an eye, these elites of the Tianlong Sect were slaughtered completely by Tang Fan!

"I just went out of the country, so you have forgotten how powerful I am!"

Tang Fan raised his arms and shook away the blood on the cold iron ice blade, but the murderous aura on his body did not diminish at all.

"Haha... it was a blast to kill!"

Chen Xingyu's body was also stained red with blood. He was just chopping vegetables.

“Don’t forget the storage bag!”

Tang Fan said nothing, turned around and rushed towards the empty flying boat.

"Leave it to me!"

Chen Xingyu had a smile on his face. He knew his master's habits very well. He quickly started to harvest the loot and picked up all these people's storage bags.

"Tang Fan, how dare you!"

Shi Tianlong gritted his teeth with hatred when he saw all his disciples were killed and Tang Fan wanted to grab the flying boat again.

But he was entangled by Tang Fan's split soul, and the yin talismans around him formed a terrifying pressure on his soul. He couldn't escape at all, and he might be controlled if he was not careful.

"Good baby!"

Tang Fan pointed his finger at the flying boat, erasing the brand of divine consciousness on it, and at the same time imprinted his own divine consciousness on it.

He raised his hand and grabbed it, and the flying boat quickly shrank and finally landed in his palm.

"Shi Tianlong, thank you for your generous gift!"

"ah……"
Chapter completed!