Although he had never fought with Yun Fan, Baili Wuhen was already wary of Yun Fan.
Judging from the battle between Yun Fan and Xu Jin, he was at least at the Third Level of the Mortal Shedding Stage. Although he didn't use his full strength during the battle, he was only at the Second Level of the Mortal Shedding Stage. Even so, it was because he was the Sect Master's direct disciple and had relied on medicinal pills to improve his strength.
Now that something like this had happened, he couldn't wait for Yun Fan to be expelled from the sect. By then, he would really be the No.1 disciple of the Cloud Sect.
"Elder Liu, although this might be Yun Fan's doing, Yun Fan isn't someone who doesn't care about the consequences. I think there must be a reason behind this. "
"What reason? He can kill someone in the city just because he has a reason? He doesn't care about the sect just because he has a reason? Who does he think he is? An elder of the royal family? "
Baili Wuhen glared at Feng Hui and pointed at the corpse that had its chest pierced through. "Look at it yourself. Does the Cloud Sect have such a martial skill? This kind of disciple will only bring disaster to the sect if he stays. "
Liu Wenzhu didn't say anything. She looked at the corpse with a solemn expression.
"Elder Liu, this is bad. Yun Fan, he … "
Nangong Wan'er, who had rushed back, swallowed the rest of her words in fear when she saw Liu Wenzhu's solemn expression.
As direct disciples, they all knew Liu Wenzhu's identity. He wasn't an ordinary elder. Even if Liu Wenzhu killed them personally, their master wouldn't say anything.
"What happened to Yun Fan?"
"Elder Liu, it's like this …"
Nangong Wan'er said everything in one breath and said in a trembling voice, "He said he was going out for a walk, I …"
"Get out of the way. Who's so bold to kill someone in the city? I think he doesn't want to live anymore! "
A voice was heard and then a group of soldiers walked up.
"Stand there and don't move. If anyone dares to move, I'll kill him …"
One of the soldiers shouted loudly. However, before he could finish speaking, he was kicked out by someone.
Turning his head to look, he could not help but be confused: "Captain …"
The team leader didn't even look at them. He stepped forward and cupped his fists towards Liu Wenzhu, "Leader of Zixia City, Ye Qing, greets Elder Liu!"
"Ye Qing? What is your relationship with Ye Piaoling? "
Ye Qing hurriedly said, "That's my uncle. Elder Liu, this is … "
"Alright, clean up this place. I'll talk to Ye Piaoling about this personally. Oh right, come with us! "
Liu Wenzhu nodded slightly at Nangong Wan 'er, and the latter quickly led the others to the place where the fight had taken place.
"Lan Quan, the butler of the Blue Mansion! How did he die? This matter is getting out of hand! "
Looking at the corpses on the ground, Ye Qing felt his head hurt. At night, he drank some wine and wanted to sleep for a while, but then he heard someone say that someone died in the inn.
If it were someone else, he would have just taken them back. However, he did not expect to encounter Liu Wenzhu, an elder of the Cloud Sect. Others might not know, but as Ye Piaoling's nephew, he knew that Liu Wenzhu and Ye Piaoling had a good relationship.
Since Liu Wenzhu had spoken, this matter had nothing to do with him. After all, the identities of the two people in the inn were unknown. No matter what, they had nothing to do with the City Lord's Mansion.
However, Lan Quan was different. As the butler of the number one family in Zixia City, even Ye Piaoling had to take it seriously.
"Elder Liu, I'm afraid we have to report this to the City Lord. Otherwise, it will be troublesome if the Lan Family investigates. "
"Lan Family?"
Liu Wenzhu frowned. The Lan Family and the Cloud Sect did not seem to have any grudges, let alone with Yun Fan.
He did not stop Ye Qing. If he did not report this matter, even if he was Ye Piaoling's nephew, he would be heavily punished.
"Wan 'er, you really don't know what happened?"
"Elder Liu, I really don't know!"
Nangong Wan 'er was anxious. However, in her mind, Yun Fan had killed someone to silence them. If the matter of the Magicsword Palace were to spread, no one would be able to protect Yun Fan.
However, she did not dare to say this. She also did not dare to speak of the matter of the Magicsword Palace. The fewer people who knew about this, the better. In fact, even she did not know that she had already started to think for Yun Fan's sake.
Ah …
Suddenly, a series of screams came from afar. Feng Hui's expression changed. He said in shock, "That's the Lan Family. Elder Liu … "
Liu Wenzhu's expression also changed. Killing the butler of the Lan Family was nothing. With his relationship with Ye Piaoling, he would not do anything to Yun Fan. However, if Yun Fan really killed his way to the Lan Family, then no matter how good his relationship with Ye Piaoling was, as the City Lord, Ye Piaoling would not let it go.
"Let's go! Let's see if it's that brat Yun Fan. "
Yun Fan arrived at the Lan Family. He ignored the guards at the door and walked in.
Two guards were about to block him, but their bodies fell. They only saw a flash of sword light before they died.
The flash of sword light was too fast, so fast that they did not even have the ability to react. A Xiantian guard was not bad, but he had died in such an inexplicable manner.
"Who is it? Intruding into the Lan Family in the middle of the night, do you not want to live? "
A middle-aged man in Element Gathering Tier had just spoken when he saw the flash of sword light. He wanted to dodge, and his feet did move, but his body was cut in half.
Blood splattered all over the ground, and the thick smell of blood spread through the courtyard.
Footsteps sounded, and dozens of people rushed out with weapons in hand. They quickly surrounded Yun Fan. A middle-aged man with a gloomy expression stared coldly at Yun Fan.
He wore a blue robe and had a dignified expression. His eyes were filled with fury. It was the head of the Lan Family, Lan Shaocong.
He naturally knew who the youth in front of him was. These days, he would stare at the image of this youth almost every day.
Lan Lin was his only son, and also the last son of his talent. He originally hoped to strengthen the Lan Family, but he was killed by this youth in front of him.
He paid a huge price to hire two outer members of the Magicsword Palace to kill Lan Lin so that the Cloud Sect could not interfere. However, he never thought that this guy not only did not die, but also came to kill his way.
"Whoever kills him will be the elder of the Lan Family!"
Looking at the surrounding disciples rushing forward crazily, Yun Fan smiled calmly. The long sword in his hand emitted several rays of light, easily breaking through the surrounding attacks, and landed on four or five people.
The death of four or five people was like a fuse. Yun Fan did not stop.
His body moved like the wind, and the sword light was like a dragon. Every sword light mercilessly took away a life. These disciples were only in the Element Gathering Tier, and in his hands, they were like tottering toddlers.
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