Chapter 4310
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He did not alarm those people. Instead, he quietly walked around the city, looking for the figures of those demonic cultivators. When he saw a group of twenty to thirty demonic cultivators breaking through a clan's barrier and fighting with the clan's people, a woman was killed, and a child who had just learned how to walk fell among the corpses and cried. Seeing that the clan's people did not care about the child at all, a knife flew out from the hand of a demonic cultivator and shot towards the child. He immediately flew out, blocking the sharp knife with the fan in his hand, and at the same time, picked up the child.
"Wu … Wu wu … Mother … Mother …" The child cried and reached out to pounce on the corpse of the woman on the ground.
Seeing this, Du Fan sighed in his heart and handed the child to an old man at the side. "Take good care of this child." As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed and he killed the devil cultivators in front of him one by one.
With his strength, the strength of these devil cultivators was nothing in front of him. In less than half an incense stick's time, there were twenty to thirty devil cultivator corpses on the ground.
The people of that clan looked at this scene in shock. The old man who was carrying the child was the first to come back to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward. "Thank you, young master, for saving us. My He family will never forget this in our lives. Please accept our respect."
As the old man spoke, he knelt down with the child in his arms. When the others saw this, they hurriedly knelt down as well.
Seeing this, Du Fan said, "All of you, get up!" After gesturing for them to get up, he said, "Your barrier has been broken, and seeing that your clan has suffered heavy casualties, there are only these few people left. If you stay here any longer, it will be very difficult for you to survive. It's better to go to the barrier in front and stay there!"
The old man smiled bitterly, "Young Master, it's not that we don't want to go, but we can't. Our He Clan is just a small third-rate clan, there are very few experts in the clan, and the barrier is not strong enough to protect the people in the clan. The place where the Wang Clan is located is where the large clans in the east of the city are located. We originally wanted to go there to take refuge, but even though it's also a city, the road from here to there is not close, not to mention those Devil Cultivator are eyeing us covetously, we really have no choice!"
Seeing this, Du Fan said, "I'll send you there!"
Hearing this, everyone was overjoyed. "Thank you, Young Master. Thank you."
Du Fan looked at the corpses on the ground and said, "There's no time to deal with these corpses. Moreover, these demonic cultivators are infected with a virus. If you're injured by them, I'm afraid that you'll be infected as well. Therefore, set these corpses on fire. You should also check your wounds. If you're injured by a sword, it's fine. However, if you're scratched by those demonic cultivators or if your wounds are stained with demonic cultivators' blood, you'll have to be treated in isolation."
After saying this, Du Fan saw that their expressions had changed. He could not help but think that these people had just fought with the demonic cultivator. Other than their own blood, there was also the blood of the demonic cultivator. Furthermore, they already had wounds on their bodies. If that was the case …
For a moment, his brows furrowed. If that was the case, it would be troublesome.
"Young Master, dare I ask, what is that virus? Was it really that contagious? What will happen if you are infected? "The old man asked.
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