With Fang Lan's help, Ye Lang became more powerful, pointed domineeringly, and sneered: "Tang Xiaowu, give me the soul essence you just collected, and I will let you go!"

"What if I don't give it?"

"If you don't give it, I will kill you. All the treasures you have are mine!"

Ye Lang secretly cultivated his skills, and his vitality improved with the supplement of elixirs, which further strengthened his confidence.

"She is your sister, and she just asked me to save you..."

Tang Fan knew that the other party was stalling for time, but he didn't take it to heart. Instead, he looked at Fang Lan.

Fang Lan's eyes wandered for a while, but she still said firmly: "I can keep Fang Tong, but you..."

"Fang Lan, you are still shameless! If you dare to touch a hair on Xiao Wu, I will fight you to the death!"

Although Fang Tong didn't know what Tang Fan was thinking, he still made his position clear.

Tang Fan took a deep look at her and saw that she was indeed the right person.

Perhaps because of his tragic life experience, Fang Tong is more mature and decisive than his peers.

"Do you really think you two can kill me?"

Tang Fan grinned, exuding the peak of his cultivation level.

"The disciples of Zhenxian Pavilion are a sharp sword for the sect. Our methods are not something you who specialize in alchemy can understand! Your knowledge of grass and trees can deal with medicine souls, but they can't deal with us!"

Ye Lang said this, but he was not in a hurry to take action. He was still waiting for the opportunity.

"Tang Xiaowu, it's true that you saved us, but those spirits... don't belong to you! There is no mercy in the trial place!"

Fang Lan said coldly, showing greed.

"I can understand you now..."

Tang Fan looked at Fang Tong sympathetically. No wonder she had thought about death. Living in such an environment, life was indeed worse than death.

"Tang Xiaowu, let me count to three..."

Ye Lang's cultivation level has almost recovered, and he doesn't want to wait any longer.

"No……"

Tang Fan raised his hand and took out a bottle of soul essence from his arms and threw it into his arms.

Ye Lang looked happy, took it in his hand, looked at it, and smiled proudly.

"I hope you can leave alive..."

Tang Fan grabbed Fang Tong and turned to leave.

"you……"

Fang Tong looked surprised. She had seen Tang Xiaowu's strength, so he shouldn't give in...

"Did I let you go?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Lang's eerie voice came from behind again.

"What else do you want?"

Tang Fan turned around and asked impatiently.

A ferocious smile appeared at the corner of Ye Lang's mouth, and he said lightly: "And hers? What I want is... all the soul essence in you!"

Tang Fan asked: "Are you sure that if we give you our soul essence, you will let us go?"

Ye Lang sneered: "Tang Xiaowu, you are not qualified to bargain with me!"

"give him……"

Tang Fan said to Fang Tong, then took out the soul essence from the Qiankun bag and threw it over.

When Fang Tong saw him like this, he didn't say much. He took out the spirit essence and was about to hand it to Ye Lang when a spiritual consciousness suddenly floated into his ear: "Give it to Fang Lan."

Fang Tong was slightly stunned, glanced at Tang Fan, and gave the soul essence to Fang Lan.

Fang Lan took the spirit essence and stood behind Ye Lang again.

Tang Fan looked at her deeply and pulled Fang Tong to leave.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lang spoke again: "Give me your storage bags as well!"

"hehe……"

Tang Fan smiled and said: "As a human being, you must not be greedy!"

"Your life is in your own hands..."

Ye Lang's face was ferocious, and his cultivation was gradually released, and it seemed that he would take action at any time.

"If you are not afraid of death, just continue!"

Tang Fan raised his hand and pulled off the Qiankun bag and threw it into the air.

"Ha ha……"

Ye Lang flew to grab it, but as soon as his hand touched the Qiankun Bag, he felt a strong force on it, and his whole body was knocked away and fell heavily to the ground.

"puff!"

Ye Lang couldn't hold it back for a moment and spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression horrified to the extreme.

Just at that moment, he felt as if he had hit a mountain...

"Senior Brother Ye!"

Fang Lan stepped forward to help Ye Lang up, with a strange look on his face.

"Junior sister Fang, let's take action together and kill them!"

"Senior Brother Ye, I'm sorry!"

"you……"

Before Ye Lang could react, he felt a pain in his chest and a flying sword pierced through his back.

His eyes widened, and he wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

"ah……"

Fang Tong opened his mouth wide, the scene changed so quickly.

Fang Lan picked up the storage bag on Ye Lang's body and said, "Tang Xiaowu, I will return this life to you. See you later!"

Tang Fan had a silly smile on his face and said, "You seem to have forgotten to return something else, right?"

Fang Lan's body trembled. When she turned around, she saw Tang Fan already standing in front of her.

The panic flashed in her eyes, and then she took out the soul essence and gave it back to Tang Fan, without seeming to be greedy at all.

"I did forget just now, thank you for saving me!"

Fang Lan said calmly, and then explained: "Ye Lang is very powerful. If I didn't cooperate with him before, I wouldn't be able to save you..."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Fang Tong and said, "Sister, I misunderstood you before, but I have never forgotten that you are my sister!"

Fang Tong looked at Fang Lan with a complicated expression, feeling a little touched in his heart.

"let's go."

Tang Fan hugged Fang Tong and turned to leave.

But before he even touched the ground, he turned back suddenly and sneered: "Although your plan is perfect, your strength does not allow it..."

"you……"

Fang Lan stared blankly at Tang Fan who turned around. The flying sword held above Tang Fan's head was frozen there, unable to move up or down...

"Fang Lan!"

Only then did Fang Tong understand and said angrily: "I thought you had changed, but I didn't expect you... you are so vicious!"

"In the world of spiritual practice, the weak eat the strong, don't blame me!"

Fang Lan had a cruel look on his face, and the flying sword in his hand quickly slashed down on Tang Fan's head.

"clang!"

After a muffled sound, the flying sword hung two inches above Tang Fan's head and could no longer cut.

Tang Fan's Gang Qi was released, and with a thought, he flicked the flying sword away.

"Fang Lan, you disappoint me so much! Originally, I had some illusions about you, but I didn't expect you..."

Fang Tong's face was full of self-blame and resentment. Fortunately, Tang Xiaowu was fine, otherwise she would never forgive herself in her life.

Tang Fan did not speak, but stared at Fang Lan with a playful smile.

I have to say, this woman's scheming is really shameful.

"Ah...I'm sorry!"

After Fang Lan panicked, he suddenly knelt on the ground again and begged: "Don't blame me, I... I was just obsessed for a moment, I know I was wrong!"
To be continued...