Chapter 4647: ghostly

Boom boom boom!
Almost Wang Fan's figure has just disappeared, and several tyrannical attacks have already landed on the place where Wang Fan was before.
The void burst, and the terrifying space wind blade was like a blade, but Wang Fan was not forced out, but disappeared without a trace.
A few more cultivators rushed over here, and they watched this scene with gloomy faces, and their hearts were filled with anger.
"What's the matter? You have so many realm gods, why didn't you take down Wang Fan?"
One of the long-haired old men burst into anger and shouted sharply at the cultivators who had attacked Wang Fan earlier.
When the cultivators heard this, their expressions were extremely ugly.
They are all realm gods. Now they are besieging a mere yellow realm god. It's fine if they don't kill the other party, and they even let the other party run away.
Not only that, but he was also killed by the opponent.
In any case, it is their shame to say it.
No one spoke, and the scene seemed extremely quiet.
As for the surrounding monks, they were even more silent, not even breathing.
"Chase, even if you dig three feet in the ground, you have to catch Wang Fan for me. If you don't get rid of this son, it will be a big problem!"
The long-haired old man saw that no one was talking, even if he was angry again, he had to endure it and said through gritted teeth.
When the gods of the environment heard the words, they didn't dare to talk nonsense at all. At the same time as the mental power was swept out frantically, the figure flickered and disappeared quickly.
In a wilderness area millions of miles away from Huangtian City, the void split open, and Wang Fan slowly walked out of it.
His face was extremely pale, but his eyes were full of crazy killing intent.
Although he thought about it, there must be monks waiting for him outside, but he did not expect that there are so many realm gods.
And after he appeared, the other party didn't even say a word of nonsense, and started to do it directly.
If it weren't for him, Wang Fan, possessing a divine body, and if Yin Baiyi didn't help him at a critical moment, he might have been killed.
Wang Fan did not speak, nor did he communicate with Yin Baiyi. Instead, he quickly got into the ground and immediately hid.
The distance of millions of miles is only, and for the cultivator of the realm, it doesn't take long at all.
However, those cultivators didn't notice where Wang Fan was hiding at all, and they didn't notice Wang Fan, and they flew over very quickly.
Two days later, Wang Fan recovered from his injuries, transformed himself into a middle-aged man, and returned to Huangtian City.
"Hey, do you know? That Wang Fan was chased and killed by several realm gods, but they all escaped, and he hasn't been caught yet."
"Who doesn't know about this, it has already caused a sensation in Huangtian City. That Wang Fan is such a scum, I didn't expect it to be so strong."
"Who said no, it is worthy of being the first in the top 100 list. This kind of strength is really abnormal. Facing the siege of the gods of the earth, Huang Jingshen did not fall, and he was able to escape calmly after killing one person. It is really powerful. ."
"Hey, it's just that he hasn't been caught now. I'm sure that Wang Fan has also been severely injured. Maybe he is seriously injured and dying. I'm afraid he won't recover in a few years."
In Huangtian City, many cultivators are discussing this matter, whether it is the streets or alleys or restaurants.
No way, this kind of thing is too sensational.
If Wang Fan's cultivation base is similar to those in the realm, it is not enough to be talked about.
However, he is the God of Yellow Realm.
Wang Fan listened to those discussions, his expression remained unchanged, and walked straight into a restaurant.
There was a sneer in his heart.
Dying from a serious injury? Just kidding, could he, Wang Fan, be seriously injured and dying?
It won't take long for his fame to grow.
He will be here to launch his wildest revenge.
At the same time, in the Wu family, in the main hall, many strong people gathered here, and their faces were very ugly.
The leader was a fat-faced middle-aged cultivator. Although this cultivator looked smiling, his expression was also very kind.
But everyone knows that this person is a smiling tiger, even if it is a murder, he will have this kind of smile on his face.
This guy's name is Wang Hu, a very vulgar name, but in the Wang family, and even in the entire Batian City, he has a great reputation.
Because he is one of the top three realm gods sent here by Naha Amagi.
Murder is numb, ruthless, any words used on him are no exaggeration.
Wu Tianshen, the head of the Wu family, and Wu Tiange, who wanted to kill Wang Fan in Huangtian Temple that day, but was stopped by Tian Lao, were all sitting in the starting position.
However, their expressions were all very respectful, and the eyes that occasionally looked at Wang Hu were also full of jealousy and fear.
Wang Hu took a sip of the spirit tea in front of him and asked with a smile, "Isn't that Wang Fan caught yet? It's been two days, could it be that he really escaped?"
No one spoke, and the hall was eerily silent.
No one knows how to answer this question.
Wang Hu was not angry, and continued to smile: "As expected of the blood of my royal family, this talent is really powerful."
"Since you haven't found that little brat, then you don't need to continue looking for it. Let's start dealing with the City Lord's Mansion and the Holy Emperor's Building. We must take full control of Huangtian City and take over the Yin Family in a short period of time."
"By the way, on the Yin family side, is there a strong person who has come to Huangtian City?"
Wu Tianshen, the head of the Wu family, heard this and hurriedly replied: "There is also a strong person from the Yin family, and it is the Yin illusion of the Yin family."
When talking about the name Yinhuan, Wu Tianshen's eyes clearly showed fear.
Wang Hu said, "Yin Huan? I really didn't expect that the old lady would come to Huangtian City in person."
"If I remember correctly, she should be the genius of the Yin family who was second only to that one back then, right?"
Wu Tianshen said: "It's her. This person has broken through to the ninth floor of the realm many years ago, and should have reached the peak now."
"If it wasn't for that woman being too evil and her edge overwhelmed her back then, she would have become more famous."
Wang Hu nodded: "Forget it, let's not talk about that, let's start preparing, at most three days, and win the Huangtian City."
Wu Tianshen heard the words and nodded quickly.
Thinking of that one, his heart was also full of sighs.
What a dazzling evildoer he was back then.
It's a pity that he died in a fight with the family.
If it weren't for the civil strife and the fall of that person, the current Yin clan, even in the ancient clan, would be able to rank in the top three, right?
Of course, if it wasn't for those things back then, these people would not dare to betray, and the Wang family would not dare to come.
However, everything is without if.
At the same moment, in the City Lord's Mansion, a black-haired girl stood alone by the window of a room, looking up at the starry sky outside the window, but her eyes were deep and terrifying.
If you just look at her appearance, she seems to be only in her twenties, but her eyes are full of endless vicissitudes, which means that she is not this age at all.
This person is exactly the ghost in the mouths of Wang Hu and others.