Chen Fan made a swift move.
In a flash, he subdued Xu Shanyang.
Controlling his neck.
Instantly, Xu Shanyang’s entire face turned red and his neck bulged, his face flushed.
He looked incredibly awkward.
No one present had expected such a turn of events.
"Damn it, you dare to make a move on our boss? Are you tired of living?"
"Yeah, let him go, you bastard!"
"Release him quickly!"
"Splash…"
The next second, a black muzzle was aimed at Chen Fan.
Seeing this, Chen Fan showed no fear. Instead, he remained calm and said gravely, "Tell your men to drop their guns!"
Xu Shanyang, with his face still red and neck bulging, and a surge of anger, retorted, "You want my men to lay down their arms? Let me tell you, that's a pipe dream!"
"Stop dreaming!"
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes, "If that's the case, I don't mind twisting your neck off!"
He applied force to his arm, and the immense power made Xu Shanyang feel terror.
In an instant, his body trembled uncontrollably.
"You…"
"Don't be rash, rashness is the devil!"
"Let's talk it out, shall we?"
"Don't get agitated!"
Xu Shanyang was scared now.
Chen Fan continued, "As I said, tell your men to drop their guns!"
With no other option, Xu Shanyang, his face dark, gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, hurry up and drop your guns!"
"Boss…"
"Enough nonsense, follow my orders!" Xu Shanyang roared fiercely again.
With no choice, his subordinates quickly dropped their guns.
At that very moment, Chen Fan unleashed an outward release of internal energy.
Faintly visible, wave-like attacks rippled outwards.
The contained power was immense.
Instantly, over thirty people were sent flying, losing their ability to move once they hit the ground.
Some were screaming…
"Ah, this…"
Xu Shanyang was even more dumbfounded, his scalp tingling from Chen Fan's earlier display.
That single move, wasn't it too terrifying!
Seeing that Xu Shanyang's men were no longer a threat, Chen Fan then dealt with him ruthlessly, incapacitating Xu Shanyang with ease.
In a short while, Xu Shanyang turned into a puddle of mud, curled up on the ground.
"You… you damned bastard, you lied!"
"Ahhh… I'll kill you!"
"Bastard!"
Chen Fan took a deep breath, adjusted his internal energy, and snorted coldly, "There's nothing to say to people like you!"
"Not killing you is already a favor!"
"You…" Xu Shanyang was almost choked to death, frozen in place, his face unusually grim. He regretted it deeply now.
But regret was useless!
Because in this world, there is no medicine for regret.
He had been tricked!
Chen Fan kicked Xu Shanyang away, pulled up An Ye, and they started walking down the mountain.
After a while, Daoist Hei Ya also recovered. The first thing he did upon recovering was to kill!
Xu Shanyang and his men never imagined they would be dealt with a second time.
Daoist Hei Ya directly attacked, his palm strikes shattering the internal organs of the entire group.
Thus, after seeking revenge, he descended the mountain, chasing Chen Fan and the others.
By the time Daoist Hei Ya reached the foot of the mountain, Chen Fan and An Ye had vanished into thin air, as if they had disappeared!
In response, Daoist Hei Ya was unwilling, or perhaps resigned, "Little brat, you just wait for me. This feud between us is far from over!"
He was very displeased now…