Daozi surnamed Jiang looked at Tang Fan's eyes filled with evil spirits and instantly felt chills from head to heels.

He no longer hesitated, cupped his fists and bowed: "We don't want to be enemies with Tang Daozi. We were all bewitched by Rong Fang before!"

"We are all willing to follow Tang Daozi!"

When the others saw it, they also bowed down.

Even if they are unwilling, they have to give in.

"Follow me and return to the sect. I want to see what other secrets the Blood Saint Sect has!"

As soon as Tang Fan finished speaking, his consciousness moved, and the flying boat immediately flew to his feet.

Without looking back, he controlled the flying boat and continued to chase Rong Fang.

"Tsk, what does he think of us!"

Feng Chunyan pursed her red lips in dissatisfaction, looking extremely charming.

"Sister, what do you mean?"

Li Xianer looked puzzled.

Feng Chunyan smiled and said: "Look at this scene, the two of us are sitting on this flying boat with him. Those who know it, he treats us as hostages, and those who don't know, he thinks we have become his captives!"

"ah……"

Li Xian'er reacted with hatred on her face.

"However, he is actually protecting us. He is a person who cares about feelings very much."

"Protect us?"

"Well, he doesn't want us to get involved in those right and wrongs."

Li Xianer glanced at Tang Fan with complicated eyes, then looked back at the dozens of people who had followed, and snorted: "Why didn't he kill him?"

"This is called propriety. These are not his ultimate goals. Killing more is useless. It is better to give him a favor."

Li Xian'er nodded. She found that the closer she got to Tang Fan, the less she understood him.

"Rong Fang, come here and call me Grandpa Tang three times, and I won't kill you!"

The flying boat caught up with Rong Fang again, but under Tang Fan's deliberate control, it was always still some distance away from him.

"Assholes, these idiots!"

Rong Fang turned around and looked at the disciples of the same sect following the flying boat, gritting his teeth with hatred.

Fortunately, he was very close to the sect here, which gave him a glimmer of hope.

Rong Fang raised his hand and patted his forehead, once again using his burning cultivation to speed up, and at the same time shouted for help:

"Ancestor, save me!"

"Headmaster, teachings..."

Tang Fan was about to attack when he suddenly looked into the distance, his expression cheering up.

"Are all these people here? However, it seems that it is not enough!"

As soon as Tang Fan finished speaking, a roaring sound came from right in front of Rong Fang, and a red cloud flew over.

"so many people!"

Li Xian'er looked up and her expression changed drastically.

Those are not clouds, but a group of people!

The blood emitted by these people merged into one, like a cloud.

"Masters from the Rong family, Feng family, Lu family, Li family and other major families are here, as well as several Nascent Soul powerhouses!"

Feng Chunyan also looked shocked.

Tang Fan's pursuit all the way finally made several major families in the sect unable to sit still. This is probably the first time that Nascent Soul experts have been dispatched on such a large scale!

However, with such commotion, why did Tianhe Patriarch and Headmaster still not speak out?

After all, Feng Chunyan is more mature than Li Xianer, and she considers issues more profoundly.

"Ha ha……"

Rong Fang looked at the large number of strong men in front of him and was so excited that tears filled his eyes.

He stabilized his body and stopped running. He turned back to look at Tang Fan and said with a ferocious face: "Tang Fan, this is your retribution, retribution! It won't take long before you die tragically here, haha..."

"You've outlived your usefulness!"

Not only was Tang Fan not afraid, he was actually very excited.

He made a gesture with his hand, and a big sword instantly appeared in the void and passed through Rong Fang's chest!

"ah……"

Rong Fang stared blankly at his stabbed chest, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He couldn't understand that Tang Fan still dared to kill him even though his family's strong man was clearly right in front of him!

"Tang Fan, you are looking for death!"

Seeing Rong Fang's body fall to the ground, a middle-aged monk in the late Nascent Soul stage quickly rushed out of the crowd.

This person is none other than Rong Fang's father, Rong Ancheng.

Behind Rong'an City, several more people flew out, all of them were strong men from the Rong family.

"Master!"

One of them flew out and picked up Rong Fang's body, but he had already died.

"Tang Fan, if you kill my son Rongfang, I will use your head to commemorate him!"

"And I!"

Another Nascent Soul powerhouse flew out. This man was Lu Bang, the father of Lu Siwei and Lu Sanqi.

"Feng Chunyan, why are you hanging out with him!"

The head of the Feng family also rushed forward, glaring angrily at Feng Chunyan on the flying boat.

"Xian'er, what are you doing!"

Li Xingjun, who had only one arm left, also rushed forward with the strong men of the Li family.

Behind them, there were several Nascent Soul elders and other disciples of the Blood Saint Sect.

Yao Ming stood at the end with his family and did not speak.

Behind them, there was thick blood, thick smoke billowing, roaring sounds one after another, and more people were coming.

The leader of these people was actually Headmaster Ouyang Hong.

The Blood Saint Sect almost came out in full force!

"Here we come, everyone is here, great!"

The blood energy behind Tang Fan became even richer, exuding a strong murderous aura.

He looked back at the two girls, knowing that the current situation was very difficult for them.

Thinking of this, he sneered and said to everyone in front of him: "The two of them overestimated their capabilities and even wanted to kill me, but they were controlled by me. As revenge, I want to accept them as my bed-warmers!"

"From now on, they are no longer members of the Feng family and Li family, but my personal belongings, Tang Fan!"

When the two women heard this, neither one of them spoke.

This time they all understood that Tang Fan was clearly trying to ridicule, but in reality he was protecting their reputation.

"In the future? How dare you think about the future? Facing so many strong men like us today, can you still survive?"

Lu Ancheng raised his hand and waved, and the powerful men dispersed, forming a siege around Tang Fan.

"Tang Fan, let me tell you, the headmaster is leading the strong men of the sect right behind you. You alone... still want to challenge my entire sect?"

"What a wishful thinking!"

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

The crowd was furious. Tang Fan's arrogance today had already brought shame to the Blood Saint Sect!

Everyone at the scene had only one thought, that only by killing him could the reputation of the Blood Saint Sect be restored.

Tang Fan said nothing, his eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one.

When he saw Yao Ming, he smiled and shook his head.

Yao Ming met Tang Fan's gaze and felt a little relieved.

He has a kind of blind confidence in Tang Fan, even worship...

Tang Fan withdrew his gaze, looked at the elders of several major families in front of him, and sneered: "Do you think I'm not prepared? You're... such a person?"
To be continued...