Chapter 207: A Ruthless Man Who Doesn’t Talk Much, He Blasts People to Pieces!

Yang Shishi said helplessly: "How can I blame you? I also agreed to come together. Besides, the news said that there was only one disciple of the Ghost Shadow Sect, who would have thought that there were six!"

If it was just one disciple of the Ghost Shadow Sect, they could really deal with it, and even hope to kill him.

But six of them suddenly appeared, and they were stunned.

There was no room for resistance!

"We won't die here, will we?" Yang Shishi asked Liu Yanping with some concern.

The two of them left Shushan excitedly to carry out the training mission, and it seemed that they would die before they could accomplish their mission.

So miserable!

"Now we can only hope that Brother Meng will find out that we are missing and come out to look for us." Liu Yanping said a little unconfidently.

"But this place is dozens of miles away from Kongyue Town. Even if Brother Meng finds out that we are missing, it will be difficult to find here." Yang Shishi said a little desperately.

"Brother Meng is very powerful, we must believe in Brother Meng."

Although Liu Yanping said that Yang Shishi should believe in Meng Fan, in fact, she herself did not believe it.

At this moment, the three Ghost Shadow Sect disciples outside the tent saw Meng Fan.

"Who is it!"

Meng Fan walked forward slowly. Facing the scolding and questioning of the Ghost Shadow Sect disciples, he had no expression on his face and did not respond at all.

At the same time, a sword energy formed in the void.

"Swish!"

Meng Fan thought about it and slashed out with sword energy.

The next second, three heads fell to the ground.

The two tents with Ghost Shadow Sect disciples were also swept by this sword energy.

Suddenly, the two tents exploded, and rags flew with blood and flesh.

What Meng Fan did not realize was that with the death of the Ghost Shadow Sect disciple in one of the tents, a blood line invisible to the naked eye flowed into his body.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are many strange means. Meng Fan is only at the Tianyuan realm. Many things are beyond his ability to discover or understand.

This is not surprising!

Meng Fan looked at the corpses on the ground with a blank expression on his face.

From beginning to end, he did not say a word, and did not even make a sword move. He just kept walking slowly forward.

From the formation of the sword energy to the slashing, it was all triggered by the divine consciousness, and it was done lightly.

He is a ruthless person who doesn't talk much!

He is just a few cultivators in the Zhenwu realm. He really doesn't even have the desire to say a word, let alone pretend.

According to the training mission information of the Shushan Sword Sect, the disciples of the Ghost Shadow Sect near Kongyue Town practiced magic and harmed innocent people.

To deal with such people, Meng Fan would naturally kill them without saying a word.

Meng Fan walked straight to the tent of Yang Shishi and Liu Yanping.

He reached out and opened the tent.

"You beasts, we will not die..." As soon as he opened the tent, Meng Fan heard Liu Yanping's angry shout of death.

"Then I'll leave?" Meng Fan looked at Liu Yanping calmly.

Liu Yanping looked at Meng Fan and was stunned.

If her hands were not tied, she would subconsciously rub her eyes.

"Senior Brother Meng!!!!" After being shocked, she shouted excitedly.

"I knew you would come to save us."

Meng Fan's face remained calm. He flicked his finger and a sword energy shot out, cutting the ropes that trapped Liu Yanping and Yang Shishi.

These ropes were made of golden silk and were extremely hard.

Yang Shishi and Liu Yanping had no ability to break the ropes.

But the ropes made of golden silkworms were like paper in front of Meng Fan's sword energy, and they were vulnerable.

"Brother Meng, thanks to you..."

Meng Fan interrupted Liu Yanping again and said, "The disciples of the Ghost Shadow Sect outside are dead. You can go and look for them yourself. If you have anything, you can take it back to complete the task."

After that, he walked out of the tent without paying any attention to the two girls.

"Brother Meng is so handsome and cold. I like him so much." Yang Shishi suddenly grabbed Liu Yanping's hand and said excitedly.

Liu Yanping pinched Yang Shishi's hand and said unhappily: "Wake up, Senior Brother Meng doesn't like you!"

"Okay." Yang Shishi was sober from being a fangirl and hurried out of the tent with Liu Yanping.

The two of them collected several identity tokens of Ghost Shadow Sect disciples and prepared to take them back to hand in the task.

"Senior Brother Meng, you killed all these Ghost Shadow Sect disciples. If we take them back to hand in the task, wouldn't that take your credit? How about giving you these tokens and you hand in the task?" Liu Yanping said to Meng Fan.

She was not being polite, but speaking from the heart.

Meng Fan rolled his eyes at Liu Yanping and said unhappily: "I don't even like this little profit!"

The reward for this kind of training task in the Zhenwu realm is not even as good as a Ningyuan Pill. If the token was really given to him, he would not even bother to hand in the task.

Liu Yanping thought of Meng Fan's generosity in the demon domain and no longer insisted.

She knew that Meng Fan was telling the truth. Meng Fan really looked down on this kind of Zhenwu realm training mission!

"You two should go back to Shushan Sword Sect to hand in the mission. I still have things to deal with, so I won't go back with you." Meng Fan said to Liu Yanping and Yang Shishi.

"Ah?" Liu Yanping showed a hint of surprise on her face.

She suddenly remembered that before they arrived at Kongyue Town on the road, Meng Fan had said that there were other things to deal with.

"Okay, but it's dark now. Let's go back to the inn and rest for a night, and then set off tomorrow." Liu Yanping glanced at Yang Shishi, then looked at Meng Fan and said.

"Okay!" Meng Fan nodded.

The three returned to the inn in Kongyue Town, ready to rest for a night before setting off.

But this night, Liu Yanping and Yang Shishi, who had survived the disaster, must have been unable to sleep.

Especially Yang Shishi, the heroic figure of Meng Fan lingered in her mind for a long time.

Unfortunately, Meng Fan was destined to be the man she could not get.

On the other hand, after Meng Fan returned to the room, he was calm and continued to practice.

Around midnight, a figure in a black robe appeared silently in the valley where the six people from the Ghost Shadow Sect were before.

The black-robed man looked at the corpses on the ground, frowned, and his eyes were cold.

"A bunch of trash!"

He walked to one of the broken tents, looked at the broken meat and bones mixed with the tent rags, and his originally cold eyes became even more gloomy at this moment.

"The cauldron I worked so hard to cultivate was just blasted into pieces by someone. This is really unreasonable!" The black-robed man's tone was filled with resentment.

"Haha, the old must go before the new can come. I want to see who dares to ruin my good deeds! I believe this guy is more suitable to be a cauldron because he can kill so many of my disciples."

The black-robed man ignored the corpses on the ground and had no intention of collecting them. He left the valley and walked south.

The south was exactly the direction of Kongyue Town.