I walked in with my breath held low, and vaguely caught a glimpse of a pool several meters long. There were several naked women playing in the water, and lying in the middle of the pool was a man who looked to be in his thirties.
The other person had a cold aura, a rosy face and a very good smell. He was drinking wine naked in the pool. When his evil eyes swept over the naked bodies of the women, he laughed softly.
After he finished the wine in the glass, he reached out and pulled a woman into his arms, leaned over and kissed her, with one hand wandering wantonly on the woman's body. Seeing this, several other women leaned forward and clung to the man with sweet words.
Du Fan, who had a panoramic view of the scene in the pool, raised his eyebrows, his lips slightly curled, and his eyes were cold. It seemed that this man was really a sex-hungry ghost. Except for a few monks in the dark, this place was full of women with excellent figures. However, these women looked like they were in their twenties or thirties, but their actual age should be only within twenty years old. They were probably aged because of his taking her essence.
While he was leaning over one of the women, he rushed out from the darkness, and the fan in his hand carried a sharp air blade that attacked his throat at a speed that was faster than he could hear.
Facing the murderous intent, the man suddenly pushed a woman next to him out to block the attack. He quickly raised his palm from the water, swept across the surface of the pool, and a splash of water turned into a sharp blade and attacked Du Fan.
“Swish, swish, swish!”
Du Fan turned the fan in his hand and hit the surface of the pool. Water splashed up and the fan in his hand blocked the opponent's water blade. He dodged and his figure rushed out at an extremely fast speed. The air flow from the fan swooshed across the man's shoulder, leaving a deep cut on the shoulder.
"hiss!"
He gasped, blood seeping out of his wound and dripping into the pool. With nothing around him, he flew into the air naked, shouting, "Who are you?"
"I'm going to kill you!" Du Fan said in a cold voice, releasing a powerful pressure. Under his pressure, the women who were screaming and trying to escape all held their heads and cried out, then fell to their knees and were unable to move.
When the man sensed the powerful pressure, his face changed drastically. He wanted to escape immediately, but a figure flashed in front of him and a fan with a sharp blade was already against his neck. The cold and bloodthirsty murderous intent made him dare not move.
"Please spare my life!"
He held out his hands in surrender, not daring to move, for fear that the fan in the other party's hand would take his life in an instant.
Du Fan did not kill him immediately. Instead, he pinched his throat with one hand and crushed his inner elixir with the other hand, destroying all his cultivation.
The man whose cultivation was destroyed didn't even have the chance to scream. He just struggled with his mouth open, until he was dying and didn't even have the strength to struggle. Because his cultivation was destroyed, his appearance quickly aged, and finally he turned into a white-haired old man with only one breath left.
After throwing the man to the side of the pool, Du Fan raised his hand and knocked out the women. Then he walked to the back, intending to look for Ye Feifei's mother.