Chapter 337

In the eyes of the wolf, he couldn't believe that the two men were able to resist him. For him, the two men could be slaughtered easily.

Yang Fan's eyes were cold, but he wanted to see how the bandits could provoke him. Wu Meng's anger was also surging to the sea of brain. As a strong man in Yuan Ying's realm, how could he allow mole ants, who were no different from a group of pigs and dogs, to provoke him.

However, when he wanted to do it, Yang Fan suddenly came out. Wu Meng immediately looked at Yang Fan and said respectfully, "master, I'll deal with these people. Why do you do it yourself?"

Yang Fan glanced at the bandit leader, desert wolf, and said coldly, "what do you want to do?"

Yang Fan saw the strange shape of the desert wolf in front of him. He was a little curious. He was really familiar with this guy. He looked very similar to his subordinates when he was the supreme. Although he didn't know why the robber looked the same as his loyal subordinates, he was also very curious, I don't know if this guy's method can be compared with that of his subordinates.

Yang Fan showed a little smile in his eyes: "ha ha, are you really so confident?"

The wolf said coldly: "boy, it seems that you are the master. You can see that there are so many people here now. If you can know what is advance and retreat, you can give us the treasure. I can spare your life!"

The desert wolf looked at Yang Fan with disdain. There was only a chill in his eyes. Yang Fan looked very thin. In his opinion, Yang Fan was an ordinary man who could not resist them.

"Ha ha, this boy seems to be a very weak man. I don't know how he has the courage to face the boss's questions, and how can he resist here?"

Yang Fan that pair of extremely arrogant, calm appearance, but let the desert wolf full of uncomfortable.

The wolf then glanced at Wu Meng and said, "you seem to be very confident. Do you think you can resist our attack with this old guy in front of you?"

The bandits around also roared with laughter, Wu Meng's face completely pulled down.

The wolf seemed to have more than enough. He added, "please leave all your treasures here. Otherwise, if I want your two lives, you will have to stay here. I will hand over the money automatically. I don't intend to punish you. Otherwise, how serious is the punishment in the desert, I'm afraid you can't imagine. "

The people around immediately glanced at Yang Fan, and they were ready to start at any time.

Yang Fan coldly glanced at them, coldly said: "ha ha, right, I also want to see how you can be rude, I'm quite familiar with it!"

Yang Fan then said to Wu Meng, "except for the guy with the Wolf Tattoo on his chest, there is no need for other people to stay!"

One of the robbers suddenly came out and pointed to Yang Fan. He said coldly, "who do you think you are? Don't be too arrogant in speaking and doing things, just because you don't have that ability."

However, the man's voice just dropped, bang bang!

The pupil action of the man suddenly contracted, and a bloodstain suddenly appeared on his waist. The bloodstain slowly flowed from the left side of his waist to the right side of his waist, and his whole body was cut off. The blood flowed out and slowly splashed down. The desert below was completely dyed red, solidified, and penetrated into the ground.

Wu Meng looked coldly at the corpse of the man in front of him. The bloodstain on his hand was wiped slowly. The bloodstain of the sword disappeared immediately. The sword was polished as bright as a mirror, and he could hardly see any blood.

Wu Meng didn't hesitate. Yang Fan's words were the imperial edict for him. What's more, who could blame the robbers for jumping out?

If he doesn't listen to Yang Fan, he also knows what the consequences will be?

The people around seemed to have no time to recover. The corpse that had no breath in the ground seemed to remind them. The blood of the corpse that had been cut into two pieces was still flowing slowly.

"How dare you do it! Don't be afraid, big guy. This guy is a tiger in paper. If he hadn't attacked us, he would never have killed our companion!"

"Let's go up together and give him some color to see. He can't stop it!"

"The old man is so brave that he dare to do it ahead of time!"

The robbers soon came back to their senses and attacked Wu Meng angrily. Others rushed towards Wu Meng in an instant, and the people around him surrounded Wu Meng tightly.

Wu Meng's eyes were cold, and a smile of disdain was slightly exposed in the corner of his mouth. The knife was extremely sharp. The man who was the first to stir up the robber's anger had not fallen the long knife in his hand, as if he had been imprisoned. He could not move at all.

Wu Meng just glanced at the sword that the man was waving. A vast sword air suddenly attacked the man. A crackling sound came out. The man suddenly became a blood fog, and could hardly see any broken meat.

In front of the extremely terrible scene let the group of people behind to see, the other robbers did not hesitate to stop, pupil contraction, looking at the blood mist in the sky that almost no trace of the figure.

The bandits who wanted to attack just touched Wu Meng's cold eyes. They couldn't help shivering. All of them retreated behind for fear of seeing Wu Meng in front of them.

However, Wu Meng didn't let them go. His figure suddenly disappeared, and all the people were panicked and yelled.

However, at the moment, all the frightened robbers could not detect Wu Meng who had disappeared out of thin air. Yang Fan showed a smile on his face. Wu Meng was worthy of being the strong one in Yuanying realm, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye, and all the robbers could not see Wu Meng's trace.

Only to see them panic around together, the group of robbers tightly holding the sword in their hands, one by one looked at the panic, and cried out: "where is he hiding, that weak old guy who is about to step into the coffin, where can he escape?"