Dao Lang stands on one side, holding his shoulder, looking at Wang Er in front of him coldly. As long as the other party has any abnormal behavior, then he will not stand by.

Wang Er saw this, completely flustered in his heart, and quickly began to kowtow to other people to admit his mistake. He wanted to ask for help so that he could speak for him and let him live.

However, everyone's attitude towards Wang Er is indifferent. There is a kind of contempt and heartlessness in his eyes. No one will stand up to help him.

Seeing this scene, Wang Er's heart was not reconciled. He thought about it carefully. He found that the man who was fighting in the field just now was Zhang Fan. Although he was humble, his words were very important. These people listened to him very much.

Thinking of this, Wang Er immediately turned to look at Zhang Fan and quickly climbed to Zhang Fan on the ground. He looked like a dog. He pulled Zhang Fan's trouser legs and cried and said, "young Xia, please let me live. I have said what I should say. If you want anything else, I can satisfy you. I have a lot of treasures hidden outside. As long as you are willing to let me go, I promise I will not keep any of these good things. I will give them all to you! "

Zhang Fan is still silent. For such a person, Zhang Fan doesn't even want to pay attention to him. If he is let go, he will still do harm for the tiger. In the future, he will do harm to the river and the lake. He will never have the heart of repentance. He is still hard to change his nature.

Gao E was still walking towards Wang Er. The cold light of the sword was shining, and he was extremely dazzling. His face was expressionless, cold and incomparable, without the slightest pity.

Dao Lang and others are expressionless, watching quietly.

However, when Lu Jiuye looked at Wang Er holding Zhang Fan's trouser legs, he couldn't help frowning. He always felt that what Wang Er was going to do might be bad for Zhang Fan. He was worried about Zhang Fan.

Wang Er took a look around and felt that it was useless to say anything today. In this case, he had to catch the thief first. He had to control Zhang Fan before making plans.

Think of this, Wang Er's eyes with a kind of cold eyes, suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist, easy footed, instantly around Zhang Fan's back, the right hand dagger directly against Zhang Fan's neck, seems to want to take Zhang Fan as a hostage, in order to protect his integrity.

"Don't come here! If any of you dare come here, I'll kill him! " Wang Er's eyes were full of blood at this time, just like a madman. He said fiercely to Gao E in front of him. That kind of look was extremely terrifying. It was totally different from him who had just groveled.

Gao E stops and frowns. Unexpectedly, the grandson jumps over the wall and wants to take Zhang Fan as a hostage. It's troublesome.

Dao Lang looks at the situation in front of him and wants to help Zhang Fan out, but it's too late at all. In this way, Wang Er really wants to kill Zhang Fan. It's bound to be bad for Zhang Fan. Let's have a look first.

Lu Jiuye was the first to think of such a situation. Although Lu Jiuye had already figured out how to use the space to move Zhang Fan out of the other party's hands, he was slow in the end. Zhang Fan was directly controlled by the other party.

Yan Fei feels that Wang Er is really shameless and wants to kill him now. But now Zhang Fan is still in his hands. What can he do?

"Ninth master, what should I do?" Yan Fei brows locked, whispered to the side of Lu Jiuye asked.

"Don't be impulsive. Let's see." Lu Jiuye is also a little worried, but he can't do anything. If he messes up, Wang Er may be emotional, which is not good for Zhang Fan.

Wang Er narrowed his eyes. His eyes were full of poison. Looking at the five people in front of him, he held the dagger tightly and was ready to start at any time.

But at this time, Wang Er suddenly found something wrong. Why are there five people on the opposite side? Isn't Zhang Fan controlled by himself? So who is the fifth person?

Wang Er, who was puzzled in his heart, frowned and swept all the faces in front of him. He suddenly found that behind the four, there was a young man, handsome and handsome, with a light blue sword hanging around his waist. It was Zhang Fan.

Seeing Zhang Fan's face, Wang Er's heart was shocked. He couldn't help thinking to himself, if the person in front of him is Zhang Fan, who is the person he controls?

Looking down, Wang Er found that the figure under his control was getting lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared.

"This What's going on? "

For a moment, Wang Er's heart was more or less crazy, and his eyes were even more frightened. He couldn't believe that things would turn out like this.

When Dao Lang saw this, he turned around and shot a stick directly at Wang Er in front of him. Suddenly, a huge stick awn hit Wang Er's chest directly.

In an instant, Wang Er was immediately hit by the huge stick awn of this knife and flew out, even his chest ribs were broken, and a mouthful of blood with broken meat came out of his mouth, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"For Why? "

Until this moment, Wang Er's heart is still puzzled, even if it is dead, he will die, after all, this matter he always does not understand.However, if someone else thinks about it, they can't understand it. Recently, when Zhang Fan was flying in the starry sky, he even integrated space power into his footwork. His speed was much faster than before, so that he would leave a shadow behind him. Moreover, the shadow lingered.

Therefore, when Wang Er begged Zhang Fan for mercy, Zhang Fan was on guard. He felt that Wang Er might jump out of the wall and suddenly make an impulsive move.

Moreover, Zhang Fan also found that in Wang Er's eyes, he seemed to have a kind of fierce feeling. Zhang Fan could realize that this man was not so simple, even ambitious.

Sure enough, at the critical moment, Wang Er really started with Zhang Fan. Just when Wang Er's steps changed, Zhang Fan already had action. Although Wang Er's speed was very fast, Zhang Fan's speed was faster, and even Wang Er didn't respond. He directly cast a star wave and left the spot.

When the dagger in Wang's second hand touched Zhang Fan's neck, Zhang Fan had already left, leaving only a shadow.

So, for this point, Wang Er didn't think about it when he died. What's the matter? It has always become a huge mystery in his heart.