Chapter 4638: Burn with rage

Qiu Long didn't speak, just frowned and pondered.
Obviously, the appearance of the three corpses greatly exceeded his expectations and brought him a sense of crisis.
Just when the two fell into a brief silence, a loud bang suddenly came out, and the next moment, the outside suddenly became chaotic.
"who?"
"Dare to break into my palace, so bold!"
"Grab it!"
A burst of noisy sounds came from outside, followed by a loud rumbling sound.
When Wang Feng's mental power was swept out, he had already seen that a large number of monks in Xue's residence had fallen, and many buildings in the palace were collapsing.
Wang Feng was extremely angry when he saw this scene.
Who is it, who is so bold, dare to come to his palace to be wild?
Qiu Long also stood up and said quickly: "It's Wang Fan who is here, go out immediately and kill him together."
He chased and killed Wang Fan for so long, so it can be said that he still knew Wang Fan very well.
It is entirely possible for Wang Fan to do such a thing, and he also has the courage.
Wang Feng was a little stunned: "Wang Fan? He dares to come to my palace to be wild?"
Qiu Long ignored him and rushed out.
He was a little speechless, how did an idiot like Wang Feng cultivate to the realm of the realm, and how did he become the head of the Wang family?
Is there any reason to doubt something so obvious?
At the same moment, Wang Fan had already appeared in front of a group of Wang Family Profound Realm gods.
His eyes were cold as he looked at the gods of the Profound Realm of the Wang family, and the divine sword in his hand had already been rudely slashed out.
When those Profound Realm gods saw Wang Fan kill them, they were all incomparably terrified, almost panicking.
Because in a short period of time, Wang Fan had already killed several Profound Realm Gods.
Such powerful strength and explosive power are simply unimaginable for them.
The sound of puffs continued to spread, and wherever Wang Fan's Divine Sword fell, countless blood mists would be set off.
Those early stage cultivators of the Profound Realm God couldn't react at all, and they were already beheaded by a sword.
As for those cultivators in the middle stage of the Profound Realm, they could block them, and they wouldn't lose their lives in an instant.
Wang Fan slaughtered and didn't speak, looking extremely crazy.
He didn't go looking for those in the late stage of the gods of the profound realm and the gods of the realm of the earth, but only found cultivators in the middle stage of the gods of the profound realm and below to kill them.
Because it is easier and more convenient to kill such people.
If he went to kill the late stage of the Profound Realm God, it would definitely be very difficult.
Once entangled by the other party, and waiting for Wang Feng and Qiu Long to arrive, he will also be passive.
Wang Fan's action was extremely ruthless and decisive, and he never stayed in one place.
Almost just cutting a few swords in one place, he would immediately change the killing location, and at the same time, he was also taking time to destroy those royal buildings.
In just a short period of time, in the entire palace, more than ten Profound Realm Gods fell in a pool of blood.
At the same time, Qiu Long had also rushed out.
Wang Fan's mental power has always locked Wang Feng and Qiu Long here, so the moment Qiu Long rushed out, he already felt it.
"The lackey of the Ji family, I really didn't expect you to betray the Ji family and join the Wang family! I think the face of the of the state has been thrown away by you scum."
Seeing Qiu Long come out, Wang Fan smiled coldly across the distance, and in the next second, he quickly rushed out of the palace.
Outside the palace, many cultivators have heard the movement here and are paying attention from a distance.
"Who is that?"
"Wang Fan? He actually entered the Wang family?"
"What's going on these days, why do things keep happening?"
Looking at the destroyed palace, feeling the fluctuation of the battle, and listening to Wang Fan's cold voice.
Countless monks are a little sluggish.
It's just, it's crazy.
outside the palace.
One of the dark places.
More than a dozen guys wearing hats are gathering here.
At a certain moment, one of them asked, "Patriarch, do we want to do it?"
As soon as these words came out, the cultivator at the forefront sneered and said: "Do it, of course we must do it!"
"According to the original plan, we will besiege Qiu Long and Wang Feng respectively. As for the other Wang family, we will leave it to Wang Fan."
"Within a stick of incense, the battle must be resolved. Otherwise, once the other two realm gods from the Wang family return, it will be difficult to handle."
"Yes!" The leader's voice fell, and the rest nodded.
The next moment, these people no longer hesitated and rushed out quickly.
Wangfu.
"Wang Fan, this time, I want to see how you can escape!"
When Qiu Long heard Wang Fan's humiliating words, he was instantly furious.
He laughed savagely, and without any hesitation, he had already killed Wang Fan.
At the same time, Wang Feng had also flown out of the palace.
His mental power had already swept to those slain royal monks, and looking at the dozen or so fallen Profound Realm gods, his heart was also filled with incomparable anger.
He hasn't found Wang Fan yet, and he hasn't tortured this guy, yet this guy actually hit the door first?
For Wang Feng, this is absolutely a great shame.
"Wang Fan, this old man is going to kill you!"
Wang Feng was furious, and he also quickly chased and killed Wang Fan.
Facing the anger of the two gods, Wang Fan simply ignored it.
He exerted his speed to the fastest speed and rushed out of the palace, planning to go to the Xue family.
There are three terrifying corpses in the Xue family. In this case, he naturally wants to kill with a knife.
Of course, it is hard to say whether it will succeed or not.
If one is not good, the people of the Wang family are likely to join forces with the three corpses to clean up his Wang Fan.
Wang Fan also considered this situation, but he didn't care.
If it really reaches that point, it's a big deal to ask Yin Baiyi for help again.
However, what Wang Fan didn't expect was that just as he rushed out of the palace, a voice had already entered his ears.
Hearing the slightly familiar voice, Wang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately stopped.
At the same time, the dozen or so monks wearing bamboo hats had already rushed over.
The five of them directly greeted Qiu Long, who was at the forefront, while the other seven killed Wang Feng at the same time.
"Who are you?"
Seeing this scene, Qiu Long's expression changed drastically in an instant.
He never thought that under such circumstances, someone would suddenly kill him and attack him.
You know, Beishan City is the domain of the Wang family.
Besides the madman Wang Fan, who would dare to attack the Wang family?
Qiu Long was shocked and angry in his heart, but no one answered his question at all.
The five people had rushed forward desperately and launched a frantic attack.
Wang Feng looked at the seven people who were facing him, and was also about to explode with anger.
Who is this person who dares to attack him?
Looking for death?
"Who are you guys? Have you ever thought about the consequences when you attacked my king?"
Wang Feng looked coldly at the seven people who were besieging them, his voice was cold and his anger was burning.
The seven people did not speak, but they had already started.