"Where are we now?" Wo Longyu turned his head to look at Jing Fan, and asked with a strange expression.

Today's Wolongyu still looks a little weak, and his body has not fully recovered, but it is obviously much better than before.

"We've left the Wolong clan!" Jing Fan replied directly.

Wolong Yu was a little stunned, her face also became weird, a little unbelievable, but also a little painful, hesitated for a moment, she finally asked: "What about the Wolong clan?

Jing Fan was silent, he didn't know what to say, Wolongsheng's life and death are uncertain now, and no one knows the previous scene from time to time, whether Wolongsheng is still alive, but according to the current situation, the possibility of Wolongsheng still alive is extremely low.

As for the Wolong clan, it is basically impossible to exist now.

In the previous battle, the Heaven Protector had originally used all his strength to concentrate on the Wolong Clan, so as to establish his authority on this Ancient Spirit Continent, and at the same time, it was also the target of attracting everyone, so that they could take the opportunity to deal with the group of people who had rushed back from the foreign space.

Seeing Jing Fan's hesitation, Wolongyu understood, didn't speak, but his eyes were red, and the whole person was lying on Jing Fan's back like an injured kitten, which made people feel sorry.

Jing Fan sighed slowly, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Don't worry, your grandfather is just missing, don't worry, we will definitely find him!"

Wolongyu didn't speak, still lying quietly on Jing Fan's back, and he didn't know whether to enjoy that moment of peace or to be vague about the future.

Jing Fan stopped talking, his body moved, and he rushed out quickly with Wolongyu.

Soon, Jing Fan came to a small city on the edge of the mountain range, and now there is an undercurrent outside, if he rushes with Wolong Rain like this, who knows how many ghosts he will encounter, and I don't know if there will be such good luck at that time.

Therefore, Jing Fan also decided to let Wolongyu recuperate from his injuries in this small town now, and it would be much more convenient to go on the road after the injuries healed.

Just put down Wolongyu, and then after using exercises to heal his injuries, Jing Fan didn't stay and walked out.

He urgently needed to know about the group of people in the Exotic Space, but now he couldn't contact Chen Yuan, and he didn't know the specific situation.

There is no shortage of restaurants in this world, and there is no shortage of news that has gone viral in restaurants, although most of the news is not necessarily true, but it is not all groundless, and these require their own discernment.

As soon as Jing Fan sat down, a young man shouted loudly: "Xiao Er, hurry up and get on the wine, otherwise you will demolish this broken restaurant of yours!"

The young man was dressed in blood, and he was carrying a broken sword in his hand, and a stream of blood slipped down from the blade of the sword, dripping on the ground, forming a long blood-colored line.

When the shopkeeper's Xiao Er saw this, no one dared to step forward to serve, and for a while they were all standing aside and looking at it in a daze.

Seeing that no one was coming, the young man's face was also pale, and he stretched out his hand and slapped it fiercely on the table, and the strong wind came, smashing the legs of the wooden table at once.

The teapot and cups on the table also exploded violently at this moment and scattered in all directions.

"What about people?" shouted the young man, his eyes wide with rage.

As he spoke, a powerful energy quickly spread from his body, and many diners eating next to him flew out quickly at once, and the blood in his mouth spurted out instantly.

Jing Fan was still sitting by the window, eating with a calm face.

Seeing that the young man was angry, the shopkeeper came over tremblingly, and asked with a cautious face: "This young man, this is the wine you want!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and sent a jar of wine that had not yet been opened, and the young man grabbed it without a glance from the shopkeeper, slapped open the mud seal and poured it into his mouth.

Seeing that the young man didn't speak, the shopkeeper also walked back very interestingly.

But before he could stand still, a group of people broke in at the door, the same bloody clothes, and only half of one of the arms of the leader was left, and the blood dripped down as if it didn't want money, and the pungent smell of blood permeated the room.

"Boy, you're really not afraid of death, you're still sitting here drinking when you're dying!"

The middle-aged man's eyes fell on the young man, his eyes could almost erupt fire, the muscles on his face twitched, and he gritted his teeth.

As soon as his words fell, several people behind him had already rushed over quickly and surrounded the young man.

The young man was unconscious, and continued to pour wine into his mouth, some of which overflowed from the corners of his mouth and fell on his clothes, washing away the blood, and the broken sword, which was even more cold under the rinse of the spirits.

"Kill him for me!"

The middle-aged man with a broken arm shouted like an angry leopard.

As soon as the words fell, the few people surrounding the young man quickly drew their knives, and the surging vitality quickly exploded, heading straight for the young man in the middle.

Several surging energy vitality exploded in this space, and countless energy winds swept through, completely blocking the young man's retreat in an instant.

The surging attack was about to fall, but at this moment, the young man's palm was clenched, and he quickly grasped the broken sword firmly in his hand, and the cyan sword qi surged instantly, tearing through the space, and quickly slashed down, with his body as the center, quickly slashed around, forming an arc, and suddenly, among the surrounding group of people, the first person to shoot suddenly screamed and covered his eyes and flew out, and between his fingers, blood quickly escaped.

"You ......"

The others were frightened, frightened, and angry, and suddenly, with a loud shout, they all slashed at the young man.

The young man's strength is good, his vitality is strong, and his swordsmanship is quite attained, but he is also difficult to beat so many people in front of him, and after a few impacts, several scars were added to his body, and blood stained his clothes red.

The movement here broke out, and many diners were worried about getting into trouble, so they left quickly, and no one dared to stay longer.

Only Jing Fan still had an indifferent face, eating and drinking by himself.

"Bang!"

The young man with the broken sword rushed out, flying a young man who was about to sneak attack him upside down, and his body fell down heavily, crushing a table and chair.

"Boom!"

However, before the young man with the broken sword could react, there was a majestic energy behind him that rushed wildly, and a huge force came, flying his whole person upside down, and his body slammed against the wall, and blood overflowed all at once.

"Boy, do you want to talk about it?" At this time, a middle-aged man with a broken arm walked up, restrained several other people, stared at the young man with cold eyes, and asked sharply.

The young man's eyes were full of anger, his face was still cold, he spat fiercely, and scolded: "You soft-legged people, doing things for the protectors of the sky, would rather be dogs for them than be good people yourself, do you still have the face to live in this world? It is better to die!"

The young man's voice was harsh, and as he spoke, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth again, obviously not lightly injured.

"Since this kid doesn't want to say it, I don't think there's any need to keep it, Brother Hong, it's better to kill it, elder, doesn't this kid have a little junior sister?

A man with a scar on his face turned his head to the middle-aged man with a broken arm.

The middle-aged man with a broken arm paused, and then said, "Kill it!"

After saying that, he sat to the side and watched, his eyes full of raging anger.

The young man also seemed to be aware of his situation, and at that moment, with a cold snort, a broken sword was horizontal in front of him, blood dripping from it, and his voice roared coldly: "Come on, I'll kill one one, kill one is enough, kill two and I'll earn it!"

After speaking, the broken sword slammed up, swept a trace of green light, and slashed the arm of the nearest man, and the whole scene quickly became chaotic.

"Boom!"

However, the young man was still a little weak after all, and after a few rounds, he was caught with a flaw and retreated.

"Kill him for me!"

The voice came, and the middle-aged man with the broken arm came over in person, took a long knife that flashed with cold light from the hand of his subordinate, a sneer flashed across his face, and he said in a cold voice: "You can die"!

As soon as the words fell, the long knife slashed down, but at the moment when the long knife was about to fall, a strong wind suddenly exploded in the space and swept away, and the space was also violently shaken by the impact.

Countless energies exploded at once, and those few people were quickly forced back by a wave of energy rippling from the impact without even reacting, and at this moment, an afterimage quickly rushed in, one grabbed the young man with the broken sword, and the next moment, he broke out of the window and disappeared quickly.

By the time those people reacted, the figure in front of them had already disappeared completely.

The middle-aged man with the broken arm frowned, and snorted coldly, "Search for me, this kid still has helpers, you must not let him run away!"

The other people immediately responded, and immediately chased them out.

In fact, from the very beginning, Jing Fan felt the faint aura of a protector coming from the middle-aged man with a broken arm, and the reason why he didn't make a move before was that he wanted to further clarify the situation, but now it seems that the answer is almost clear.

"Who are you?"

Jing Fan led the young man to land on a hillside outside the city, and the young man stared at Jing Fan with a wary face, and asked in a cold voice.

"The Heaven Protector is not something you can afford to provoke, if you can't beat it, it's better to surrender!" Jing Fan looked at the sky in the distance, and said in a faint voice.

As soon as Jing Fan's words fell, an extremely turbulent cold aura suddenly hit the young man's body, as sharp as the broken sword that had been cleaned with spirits, and the cold glow overflowed.

"What are you talking about, are you the protector of the heavens?" the young man's eyes lit up, and he shouted coldly.

Jing Fan smiled faintly, noncommittal, he turned his head to stare at the young man, and said word by word: "Is there something wrong with what I said? You can't beat the Heaven Protector, and you have suffered heavy casualties, why don't you surrender and live comfortably?"

"Fart!" The young man was suddenly angry, and the broken sword in his hand quickly swung towards Jing Fan, the torn energy quickly impacted, and the cyan sword blade swept by, and it was about to fall down, but before that energy approached Jing Fan, he flicked his fingers, and immediately flicked the sword blade away, making a crisp sound, and the reverberation in this space was stirring.

The young man's figure was also stagnant, and he immediately retreated again and again, and his footsteps fell to the ground, leaving marks one after another.

Jing Fan looked at the angry young man, smiled with interest on his face, and asked: "Okay, I saved you today, you owe me a life, I ask you a few questions, you answer me, even if you repay my life-saving grace, how about it? If you don't repay your kindness, what's the difference between you and the protector of the sky?"

The young man was just about to refuse, but as soon as he heard Jing Fan's next words, his face twitched, and he silently stopped making a sound.

"First question, tell me, why are you so a guardian of the heavens?Second, who are the group of people who were about to kill you just now?" Jing Fan asked.

The young man didn't think about it and said directly: "The feud between me and the Heaven Protector is as deep as the sea, and it will never die, after they failed to encircle and suppress the Wolong clan, they began to fight back wildly, and my master was also wiped out by the Heaven Protector in that counterattack, and the original sect is only me and my little sister left, this revenge, if I don't avenge it, I will not be a man!"

After a pause, the young man looked up at Jing Fan, and saw that there was no anger on the latter's face, so he continued: "The people who chased and killed me just now are all lackeys raised by the Heaven Protector, they do everything for the tiger, do evil, do all kinds of evil, I and the little junior sister escaped, they want to catch us and kill us, that's all!"

After the young man finished speaking, he kept silent, stood aside and stopped talking, and was not ready to make any more moves to Jing Fan, after all, he also knew very well in his heart that he was not the opponent of the young man in front of him at all.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Jing Fan chuckled, his eyes stared at the young man, and said, "I'm afraid, what you said just now is not true!"

The young man's face froze, and he immediately said: "Believe it or not, although my life was saved by you, if you want it, then take it!"

"Backbone boy!" Jing Fan smiled with satisfaction, but at this time, the smile on his face froze, and he said sharply: "Just now I obviously heard that group of people ask you if you want to say it, if they are silent, there will not be so much nonsense at all, it seems that you still haven't answered seriously......"

As soon as Jing Fan finished speaking, the young man's face had become extremely ugly, after all, in his eyes, the identity of the person in front of him was unknown, but it seemed that he had an inextricable relationship with the Heaven Protector.