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Yang Fan retrieved the Demon Slaying Sword from the system's space. With his current strength, he could completely wield it.

"Mysterious Flame Everlasting Ancient Ruler!"

Yang Fan chose the strongest skill out of the three, the powerful fire dragon, to charge towards the massive formation.

In the blink of an eye, the layer of ice shattered. Battle qi waves destroyed the formation, leaving behind only battle qi.

There was nowhere for them to hide, so all eight of them looked flustered.

Yang Fan dived down, grasping the greatsword in his hand. A sword cut down, and blood splattered everywhere.

In front of Yang Fan, a few Dou Spirit's were not only mentioned.

"Ding!" Killing a Dou Ling ?

4000 Experience gained,

"Strength + 1"

Looking at the few remaining people, Yang Fan's lips curved up in a smile, "Eight Desolations Pavilion, you really dare to come!"

"Yang Fan, how dare you kill someone from my Eight Desolations Pavilion!"

"You mean, you're the only ones who can kill me? I can't kill you?"

The seven of them had empty eyes, their bodies were trembling as they looked at Yang Fan. Without a great array, they could only allow themselves to be slaughtered.

"Yang..." Prince Consort Yang, let us go, we too ? "

"Hahaha, I killed someone halfway. Do you know the rules?"

"Yang ?"

A single slash sent their heads flying again.

"Ding!" Killing seven Dou Lings ?

Obtaining 36,000 experience points,

Constitution + 7

Strength + 7. "

Keeping the Demon Slaying Sword back into the system, he continued to fly in the direction of Long Ao Empire.

Without a flying magical beast, that was a problem. After flying for so long, he had to stop and rest.

"Damn it!" On the other side, a middle-aged man clenched his fists and cursed.

"Yang Fan, I want you to die a horrible death!"

"Final South City!"

Yang Fan could only stay there for a while, and then continue his journey tomorrow. The area of the Southern City as a whole was not big, but the luxury of the city was not any less than that of the imperial city.

Yang Fan concealed his presence, pretending to be an ordinary passerby as he walked in.

"Waiter, a pot of good wine!"

"Yes, sir!"

Yang Fan found an inn and prepared to rest here for the day. Looking at the decorations inside, it could be considered pretty good.

"Get lost, get lost!"

"F * ck, get out of my way!"

Five or six arrogant looking people suddenly entered the inn. The six of them sat in the same seat, and the surrounding people just dared to be angry but didn't dare to say anything.

"Dammit. On what basis ?"

"Forget it, forget it. Can't you see the words on their clothes?"

Hearing the discussion of these people, Yang Fan's gaze shifted a little. Looking at the clothes of these people, a smile appeared on his face.

"The Eight Desolations Pavilion can really be found anywhere."

Yang Fan remained silent as he quietly observed the actions of these people.

"What bad luck. For a brat, he actually forced us here!"

"Sigh, who asked us to have a hard time!"

"Have you heard? That kid is only sixteen or seventeen years old and his strength has reached the Dou Wang class!"

"A Dou Wang?" It's fake! "

One of the men immediately stood up with a ferocious expression, "If he is a Dou Wang, then I am a Dou Huang."

"Hahaha!"

"Damn, he doesn't have eyes!"

The man's body was suddenly hit and he turned around to curse loudly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll clean it for you right now!"

"Wait!"

When the man saw that the other party was a little girl, his expression immediately changed. He extended his hand to the girl's chin and slightly raised it.

The young girl's big, watery eyes perfectly supported her cute little face.

"I'm sorry!"

"Little lady, my clothes are very valuable. If you bump into me, will I have to compensate you?"

"This master, I'm sorry, my daughter is not sensible, I will definitely compensate you for your clothes!"

An old man with a head of white hair walked over and hurriedly pulled the young girl to the back, apologizing to the man in a very frightened manner.

"Fine, 10 gold coins!"

"What? Ten gold coins?" The old man's hands trembled nonstop. Ten gold coins, even ten silver coins wouldn't be enough!

"What is it? I can't afford it! "

"Great sir, I really can't afford these ten gold coins!"

"Can't take it out? That's fine! " The man looked at the young girl behind the old man and said, "Let your daughter entertain us, we don't need you to compensate us. We might even reward you with a few gold coins!"1

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