Wild Dogs

They were initially afraid that Yang Fan would escape, but now that Yang Fan has taken the initiative to come and fight desperately, they are naturally not afraid at all.

One of them even drew his sword and slashed fiercely at Yang Fan, while the other two assisted each other from the left and right, trying to attack Yang Fan.

In an instant, Yang Fan's situation became extremely dangerous.

"Go to hell."

Yang Fan gripped his sword tightly and instantly threw out a large pile of talismans.

These talismans flew in mid-air and instantly enveloped his body.

At the same time, Yang Fan gripped the talisman in his hand tightly.

"Since there's no way out, we might as well do everything we can to take someone down with us."

Thinking of this, Yang Fan spotted his target, but the talisman was blocked by these people as soon as it flew out.

Seeing that Yang Fan's methods were being resisted, the group burst into arrogant laughter.

"Hey, you little thief, you should just die."

They attacked simultaneously in an instant.

At the same time, a sharp glint appeared in Yang Fan's eyes. He then gripped the talisman in his hand and slashed heavily at one of them.

After the power of the talisman was unleashed, the group of people were immediately terrified; the feeling was simply too frightening.

In an instant, the cultivator who was charging straight at Yang Fan was killed on the spot by Yang Fan with a talisman before he could even react.

Although he succeeded in his first strike, the other two men's swords had already reached Yang Fan's front.

Yang Fan desperately tried to find several protective treasures to block the sharp sword, but it was too late.

A moment later, the sword pierced Yang Fan's body, and blood immediately spurted out.

Yang Fan gritted his teeth and swung his sword again, this time piercing one of the men.

But another person struck Yang Fan hard in the chest.

Yang Fan spat out a mouthful of blood and plummeted rapidly toward the ground.

"If you dare kill my brother, you'd better leave your life behind."

The two men immediately flanked the other from the left and right.

One of the two suffered minor injuries, while the other was unharmed, whereas Yang Fan was now seriously injured.

He could feel that the spiritual energy in his body was about to give way, but he still gritted his teeth and desperately swung his sword backhand.

In order to avoid the threat of Yang Fan's final sword strike, the two of them paused for a moment.

Seeing this, Yang Fan accelerated and swooped down. If he could reach the ground and use the surrounding mountains and forests for cover, he might be able to fight for a chance to survive.

Just as Yang Fan accelerated downwards, the two men immediately sped up again, intending to kill him.

Just as the two were about to succeed, a buzzing sound suddenly came from above.

A moment later, Yang Fan saw a beam of light slash down from above, and before the two Foundation Establishment cultivators could even react, they were pierced through by the beams of light.

The two looked up in disbelief, and Yang Fan also looked up.

He then saw a colorful cloud boat flying in mid-air, and in front of the cloud boat, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers was smiling sweetly at Yang Fan.

"Go and bring him here."

The Flower Fairy pointed slightly, and her maid immediately came around from the side.

Seeing this, Yang Fan tried desperately to resist, but at this moment his spiritual energy was exhausted, and because he was seriously injured, his consciousness was gradually fading away.

Before Yang Fan completely fell into a deep sleep, he saw the red-clad female cultivator he had encountered earlier fly over from the side.

Before Yang Fan could speak, she lifted him up from below and held him in her arms.

The soft, warm fragrance immediately wafted over, and Yang Fan couldn't help but smile wryly.

I didn't want to get involved with these people, but I ended up getting involved anyway.

Before he completely lost consciousness, Yang Fan only heard the woman in red speak softly beside him.

"I told you to find my young lady a long time ago, but you wouldn't listen. Now you know you're in trouble, don't you?"

As the words fell, boundless darkness pressed down on Yang Fan, stretching as far as the eye could see.

In this darkness, Yang Fan struggled desperately, trying to break free from these constraints.

But no matter how hard he tried, the darkness always enveloped him, making him like a drowning person, desperately struggling to break free of the darkness but to no avail.

Just when he was almost in despair, a glimmer of light suddenly came down from above.

Accompanying the faint light were deep voices.

"Young master, young master."

Hearing the soft murmurs, Yang Fan's consciousness slowly broke free from the darkness.

After a long while, Yang Fan suddenly opened his eyes.

At that moment, he felt excruciating pain all over his body.

Above him, a woman was looking at Yang Fan with concern. When she saw Yang Fan open his eyes, she was overjoyed.

"Miss, this young master has woken up."

Hearing this unfamiliar address, Yang Fan felt his mind go blank.

"Where am I? And who am I here?"

A moment later, his consciousness returned completely, and those memories immediately flooded into his mind. Before long, Yang Fan recalled everything that had happened before.

Yes, he had been ambushed by those thieves and seriously injured, but he was saved by the Hundred Flower Fairy's people.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan tried to get up, but as soon as he moved, he felt excruciating pain all over his body.

Slightly bracing himself, Yang Fan turned his head and immediately saw several female cultivators in red standing beside him. These female cultivators were all dressed as maids, and they were all overjoyed to see Yang Fan wake up.

A fragrant aroma wafted over from the side, and upon smelling it, Yang Fan felt a surge of excitement.

After a while, a series of light footsteps came from afar.

"Oh, has this young master already woken up?"

"It's Miss, he's awake."

Yang Fan shifted his gaze slightly towards the source of the sound, where he saw the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers walking over with a smile.

Seeing Yang Fan open his eyes and look at her, Fairy Baihua couldn't help but frown slightly.

"I asked Xiao Cui to come see you before, but I didn't expect you to refuse to come. Now look what happened, you're hurt."

"But since you won't see me, I'll come to see you; that's the same thing."

As she spoke, the Flower Fairy smiled and looked at Yang Fan.

Seeing that Yang Fan was about to stand up, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers gently reached out and patted Yang Fan's shoulder.

"Don't get up, just rest here for a while."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan could only slump back down and sit down.

After catching his breath for a moment, he nodded slightly to the Flower Fairy.

"Thank you so much for your help, fairy. I am deeply grateful for your life-saving grace."

Yang Fan spoke earnestly.

Upon hearing this, the Flower Fairy smiled.

"It's alright. I saved you because you have value and are worth saving, so you don't need to thank me."

Hearing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but smile wryly; this woman was certainly direct.

Yang Fan immediately reached out with trembling hands to touch his waist, wanting to see if his storage bag was still there.

Seeing this, the Hundred Flower Fairy picked up Yang Fan's storage bag and stuffed it into his hand.

"Alright, take it. I haven't touched it."

Then she rolled her eyes at Yang Fan.

"I am, after all, the daughter of the dignified Palace Master of the Hundred Flowers Palace. How could you possibly think I would be interested in your things?"

Yang Fan had never heard of the Hundred Flowers Palace before, so he could only manage a forced smile.

"I apologize, I was being overly suspicious."

Upon hearing this, the Flower Fairy waved her hand.

"It's alright, it's alright. Anyway, I had a reason for saving you, so you don't need to overthink it."