C13 Golden Man

As an elder of the family, Wang Hai had never expected to be strangled by someone one day.

Yang Faan, who was choking him, had a smile on his face, as if telling him that it was completely natural to kill him.

He wanted to resist, but it was unknown if Yang Faan's gaze stopped him, or if Yang Faan had seized all of his Qi channels.

In the end, he could only give it a try before making his last words.

"You can't kill me. The Patriarch of Zhou Family, Zhou Ziyan, and I are brothers in distress. If you kill me, that would be disrespecting him."

Yang Faan gradually loosened his grip, and Wang Hai felt relieved that he was saved.

However, what he did not expect was Yang Faan, he suddenly used his strength and heavily smashed him onto the ground.

His internal organs were all ruptured from the impact.

Blood began to flow from the ground.

And the blue light beside the blood.

"What does killing you have to do with the Patriarch of Zhou Family? You sure talk a lot." Yang Faan walked towards Wang Ci.

Wang Ci kept retreating.

"Don't kill me! You can make me your horse if you want me to! I am a sponsor of this year's Hsing City and am under the protection of the dynasty! If you kill me, you won't have a good ending!"

Yang Faan looked at him in disdain and squatted down, "I'm so scared! Should I kowtow and apologize to you? "

Wang Ci felt something was up, so he said softly, "There's no need to kowtow. As long as you kill Wang Shan, I will pretend that nothing happened today!"

Yang Faan sighed, "Hold his pale face with your hands. If you die, then those things that originally belonged to someone else will be returned?"

Wang Ci's body trembled abruptly. In that instant, he saw a sword stabbing into his head.

"You will die a horrible death!"

Yang Faan scoffed, this family really has a lot of bullsh * t.

Wang Shan crawled over and looked at Yang Faan gratefully.

Yang Faan didn't answer, he only carried Wang Ci's body on his shoulder. He walked out of the banquet hall and turned around with a serious expression.

"What belongs to you is yours. No one can take it away or take it away from you. I hope that you can preserve your conscience in the future. Otherwise, you will also die under my hands."

Wang Shan looked up at Yang Faan, that meticulous side face shocked his heart and soul.

He stood up and saluted Yang Faan with clasped hands.

When he looked up, Yang Faan had already disappeared.

… ….

Wang Shitong of the palace was in charge of the recommendation of the scholars, directly serving the imperial government. In the imperial government, his position was at the third rank.

Although his strength was mediocre, he was an existence that the imperial government could control the city lord.

At this moment, he was working at home, reporting to the imperial government about the competition between the four great clans.

Suddenly, someone crashed open his door and he looked at the person on the ground.

His cold face darkened.

A man wearing a black robe and a conical hat suddenly appeared beside him.

"Master, are you alright?"

Wang Shitong shook his head. "Inform that scholar you're not optimistic about and have him replace Wang Ci."

The man cupped his hands and nodded, then disappeared.

Wang Shitong sat back in his chair and slapped the table. "Threatening me?" "Hur hur, you will pay for it."

… ….

On the eastern street of Hsing City, Wang Thirteen had spent all of his life's worth of knowledge and praised Yang Faan to the heavens.

Although Yang Faan pretended not to care, but …

In his heart, however, he was overjoyed.

After walking for a long time, Yang Faan felt that there were a lot of people on the street today.

It was filled with the aura of fire and smoke.

Suddenly, he had a feeling in his heart. He sat down in the middle of the crowd and put his hands together in front of his chest.

In his heart, he recited the mental cultivation method of "All Living Beings".

He felt the smoke rush into his body and absorb it.

His strangeness aroused the curiosity of passersby, and they all began to wonder if there was another lunatic on East Main Street.

Only Wang Thirteen saw anything out of the ordinary.

After a long while, Yang Faan opened his eyes. His mouth twitched a few times.

Because his cultivation base hadn't risen, his cultivation base had dropped from the initial stage to the extreme Qi Refining stage.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong. He spat out a mouthful of blood and then fell to the ground.

Wang Thirteen, who was about to step forward and ask Yang Faan, was shocked. He did not dare to approach Yang Faan and even retreated a few steps.

Yang Faan stood up and looked at him. His sharp golden eyes made him retreat a few steps.

"Proclaim first, I didn't push you. You vomited blood and then fell down!"

The gold in Yang Faan's eyes disappeared, but his eyes were still as sharp as before, as if he was hiding a knife.

"Alright, alright, I was the one who pushed it. Alright, alright? Don't look at me like that …"

Before Wang Thirteen finished, Yang Faan suddenly fell to the ground.

This time he was lying on his side, one hand on his head, the other on his stomach.

This posture lasted for an incense stick of time.

Hearing the surrounding discussions, Wang Shisan really had the thought of running away. After all, he was a handsome young man, and being evaluated as a lunatic was not an option.

However, he looked at Yang Faan, who was rolling on the ground, "Who taught me to be your brother!?"

Wang Thirteen looked after Yang Faan while he looked at those women.

To be honest, Wang Shisan's eloquence was truly good. He made those women lose face.

If they saw too many of the same scenes, they wouldn't be able to see the end of it, and so would the onlookers.

One by one, they left.

At this moment, Yang Faan also woke up. He was very happy. This happiness didn't come from his recovery, but from seeing a golden child in his vast sea of consciousness just now.

This golden child was half as tall as his own Spiritual Awareness.

Behind the child's head was a huge circle of light.

"Dharma Idol!" This was Yang Faan's only answer.

Now he felt that even if he didn't use those three pills, he could still fight against a Xiantian realm master.

Thus, he started to laugh out loud.

But he forgot that Young Golden Man was still a child.

Wang Thirteen, who thought that he could have a good talk with Yang Faan, was almost scared to the point of losing his soul.

"Out of the way, out of the way!" A man dressed in coarse hemp with a crooked melon and split jujube cut out of the way.

A middle-aged man was furious. He grabbed the man, and just as he was about to hit him, the white clothed man on horseback pulled out the sword on horseback and beheaded the middle-aged man.

After a long time, the people who were witnessing this bloody scene let out miserable cries and ran away.

The man in white didn't even look at him.

The man who was opening the path spat on the middle-aged man. He was so kind, yet he was almost beaten up instead.

After calming himself down, he immediately said to the man in white, "Immortal Gou, this is the place. Those two are the crazy acts that I mentioned earlier."

Seeing that Yang Faan didn't roll on the ground, the man with a crooked face shouted, "Why aren't you performing for Great Immortal Gou?"

The man in white was called Gou Tezi, and he was one of the people who came to participate in the competition. He came from Fang Cheng and his brother also came with him.

His clan was only a second-rate clan in Fang Cheng, and the reason he came to participate was because this time's martial arts competition was to kill Demonic Beast, and the top four clans would become the new Four Great Clans.

And with the support of the government's resources, it was truly beautiful.