"Why has there been no movement for so long?" One of them felt something was not right, glanced at the people around him, and said, "Go and have a look, be careful."
The other three looked at each other and went in that direction. Not long after they went, City Lord Jiang came out from the dark, and after seeing the three demon cultivators, he turned around and ran away. Seeing this, the three demon cultivators certainly would not let him go, and immediately chased after him.
"stop!"
In the dark, Ye Feifei aimed at the people who were chasing him. After aiming the arrow at one of them, he loosened his hand and the arrow shot out with a whoosh. The three people heard the sound and immediately dodged. However, they avoided the first arrow, but the second arrow that followed was much faster than the previous one, so that they were shot by the opponent's arrow before they even had a head-on fight with Ye Feifei.
"hiss!"
One of them gasped. As it was getting darker, the surrounding environment was not favorable for them, so they thought about retreating. However, as they retreated, the arrow from the dark was shot out again with the breath of death.
"puff!"
A sharp arrow suddenly pierced through the heart of one of the demon cultivators. The cultivator stood there stiffly, blood spurting out of his mouth. His eyes were wide open in shock as he stared ahead, his lips slightly open, somewhat unable to believe that he, a powerful immortal, would die at the hands of a cultivator who was not as powerful as him.
In the alley, murderous aura and the smell of blood filled the air, which was somewhat creepy in the night...
On the other side, at the house, several people felt something was wrong and kept backing away, staring at their surroundings vigilantly. However, apart from the night and the rustling of the night wind, there seemed to be nothing special.
"Come with me to take a look." One of the demon cultivators said, and did not let one or two people go, but led a group of people. When they were about to leave the hospital, suddenly, a figure jumped onto the top of the wall from outside, stood there facing the night wind, staring at them below.
"What are you going to see?" Du Fan held a fan in one hand and gently fanned his chest, with the other hand behind his back, a gentle smile on his face, his eyes fixed on those demon cultivators.
"Dufan!"
Someone recognized him and couldn't help but exclaimed with a changed expression.
"Du Fan is here, the ghost doctor must be here too!" They looked around, searching for the terrifying ghost doctor Feng Jiu.
Du Fan fanned the air gently with the fan in his hand and sneered, "We don't even need my master to deal with you. We are more than enough." He swept his eyes over the bodies of those demon cultivators and said, "How do you want to die? I can help you."
"He's alone, kill him!"
One of the demon cultivators said this, calming the fear in his heart, and immediately rushed forward with a sword, wanting to kill Du Fan, but he didn't expect that Du Fan's strength was much higher than theirs.
The ancient city lord and others in the dark were watching but did not go forward to help. When they saw that Du Fan was more than capable of dealing with so many people, they could not help but exclaimed: "I can't believe that Master Du's strength is above that of a flying fairy. This, this is too incredible."