Chapter 3660: Skyfire

Several swordsmen released their swords in an instant, staring at the two of them eagerly.
The one in the lead chuckled and said, "I dare to be so arrogant when I touched us. Haven't you heard of the name of the seven swords?"
"Those who are acquainted, take out the spirit stone immediately, otherwise I will let your blood splatter here today!"
Ye Fan looked at them strangely and lived well, isn't it that difficult?
Why do you have to die here?
Moreover, in this arrogant tribe, there are actually such wicked people who pretend to be such a force. The people of this wild continent are really wild.
As soon as Han Ling grasped the short knife, Han Ling had to do it.
However, Ye Fan stopped and said, "It's not just Lingshi, why are you so excited?"
The leader thought that Ye Fan had compromised, and laughed wildly: "That's right, we are just asking for money, we don't want to hurt people, take out the spirit stone, you continue to eat and drink, never disturb!"
Ye Fan glanced at him from the corner of his eye, then smiled: "Then you can take out the spirit stone, what is it?"
The Blood Evil Seven Swords was angry with Ye Fan's words, and bursts of murderous aura broke out.
The leader said coldly: "What I want is your spiritual stone, do you think I want to give you the spiritual stone? Do you really want to die?"
However, the voice just fell, Ye Fan just pointed.
The power of the Black Emperor, like a sword blade, directly cut the leader's neck, and the head flew out with it.
This scene shocked everyone present.
The face of the remaining six swordsmen changed drastically, and their boss was killed in this way. What did this young man do?
Ye Fan naturally couldn't explain to them, but said calmly: "Hand over the spirit stone, otherwise you will have to die!"
The swordsman glanced at each other eagerly, and turned around to run.
Ye Fan's palm erupted, and the power of the Black Emperor spread out. In an instant, the ground was trembling.
Not only the people in the tent, but even the people outside felt a violent vibration, thinking it was an earthquake.
And the six swordsmen were smashed by five in the blink of an eye.
The flesh and blood were blown up everywhere.
The store was so scared that it got under the table, it was too scary.
The last remaining knife man simply knelt under Ye Fan's feet with a puff, begging for mercy while beating his own mouth: "Forgiveness, forgiveness, I will give you all our spirit stones, and spare my life." !"
It seemed that there were a lot of spirit stones, but when he took out the spirit stones in his arms, Ye Fan's eyes swept away, but there were only a dozen low-grade spirit stones.
But anyway, it was enough for the meal. As for this swordsman, Ye Fan also gave him a reward and moved his head directly.
When Han Ling Hualuo saw Ye Fan's murder, her eyes didn't blink, and she didn't even have any extra expressions. She loved and feared him in her heart.
Ye Fan had almost eaten, but the store said that he didn't want any money, and he was afraid that Ye Fan would become murderous and even kill him.
The two left the tavern, turned on their horses, and continued to advance south of the wild continent.
According to Han Ling's arrangement, they will arrive at Migu Town in the evening, then rest there for one night, and continue on their way tomorrow.
Because the horses were running a bit slow, it was already night when they arrived at Migu Town.
The town of Migu is a quiet place, there are not so many busy shops, and the town of Migu looks rather dilapidated.
Ye Fan also saw that there were many beggars on both sides of the street.
Every beggar's gaze is especially empty and staring at the people he is going with, hoping to get a little bit of food.
But none of the people who passed by was willing to help them.
Han Ling Hualuo had kind thoughts, and in an inn, she bought a hundred steamed buns and rewarded those beggars.
She looked at the beggar gorging himself and said helplessly: "The Wild Continent used to be rich in water and rice. Later, a sky fire fell on the mainland. From then on, the mainland has been drought all year round!"
"A hundred years ago, five more suns suddenly appeared in the sky, making it worse. Therefore, people on the mainland can only go out to cultivate at night."
"During the day, try to cover the farmland as much as possible, but the most important water is controlled by the tribe, the sect, and the people who manage the palace!"
"If you want to use water, you have to exchange it with grain, or buy it with spirit stones!"
Ye Fan didn't feel anything when he heard this, and had nothing to do with him.
After eating a few steamed buns, I went back to my room to meditate.
Han Ling Hualuo wanted to say a few more words to him, but when Ye Fan left, she couldn't help but shook her head.
After a night of meditation, although Ye Fan still didn't recover his memory, he was more able to control the aura in his body.
These are all things imprinted in the bones, even if they don't need to remember, Ye Fan can still comprehend a lot of things.
Hanling Hualuo has prepared the food and water for the road. If you walk for a day, you will be able to reach Hanling's gate in the evening.
However, they still lost some time when passing through a territory controlled by a tribe.
This tribe called Poshan controls the main route into Shuiyue Mountain. To go to Hanling Gate, you must pass through Shuiyue Mountain.
When passing the checkpoint, Hanling Hualuo said confidently: "Hanling Sect and the leader of the Poshan Tribe, Mang Zhenyuan, have had friendship for many years. When the people in front pass by, we will be able to pass!"
Ye Fan didn't speak, just looked up at the level in front.
In front of them, there are dozens of people waiting to pass the level. Everyone who passes must pay for the spirit stone or food to pass the level according to the number of people and what they take.
Around the checkpoint, those people wearing black clothes, wide hats, and long knives in their hands watched everybody who passed the level guard.
Those people's cultivation base is not high, that is, the level of foundation building.
Soon it will be their turn to clear the customs.
When Han Ling Hualuo was about to climb the friendship, Ye Fan found that the disciples of the Broshan Tribe were holding the long swords tightly and looking at them gloomily.
The expression on the face of the person who spoke to Han Ling Hualuo was also extremely unnatural.
At this moment, ten crossbowmen suddenly appeared not far away, facing the two of them, it was a meal of crossbow arrows.
Han Ling Hualuo was not at all alert, she was shocked on the spot as she watched the crossbow arrows shoot closer.
Ye Fan flickered coldly, and the power of the Black Emperor burst out instantly.
The extremely fierce flag, like a raging wolf, shook the level and the disciples into a rain of blood in the blink of an eye.
The crossbowman was loading arrows, Ye Fan still fell behind, and several spiritual energy shot out, the crossbowman was screaming and wailing.
When there was only one crossbowman left, Ye Fan grabbed his neck and asked angrily: "Why do you wait for this?"
The crossbowman had already scared his soul out of his body, and said with trepidation: "Forgive me, it is an order from the Lingxiao Tower. I want me to stop the two. If I don't obey the order, I will destroy this place!"