By the Feiling River, the four guards waited for a long time, but they couldn't wait for Fan Xueli's body to float up.

"This guy will definitely die, but if he doesn't see his body, how can he get a reward! Elder Song is waiting for this matter to be reported in Qingyuan Mountain, what are you still doing in a daze? Let's go down and find the corpse!" One of the guards was angry and wanted to cut open the nearby ice.

Obviously, the reward was extremely high this time, so he was a little distracted.

Several other guards looked at each other, and one of them whispered, "This river has been very strange these days, and many people have been missing. The elder told us to take Fan Xueli to the river and throw it down, maybe Fan Xueli has already floated into the river, so let's go to the elder and report it like this?"

He was clearly afraid of the river.

"No, if you die, you have to see the corpse, this is the elder's order!" The guard before showed a fierce look in his eyes: "If any of you drag your feet, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

He was clearly the leader of the four guards, and he had the power to speak his word.

Several of the other guards shuddered, and couldn't help but do so.

It's just that at this moment, a faint voice came from behind the guards: "What if Fan Xueli didn't die?"

It was Fan Xueli, who broke out of the ice from the water at this moment, stood on one side, and breathed quietly.

As his realm broke through to the fourth realm, he felt the qi and blood in his body explode, and every tendon in his body seemed to have new life.

The original loose tendons on the body have now been condensed and become extremely tough, and between the condensation of qi and blood, there is even a feeling of invulnerability, and at the same time, the strength is like a galloping horse, the spirit is like an ape, and the body is as light as a swallow.

The four realms of the flesh are equivalent to having the power of the four bulls.

Hearing this, the leader of the guard said without hesitation: "If he doesn't die, let me poke a few holes in him to see if he dies?"

It's just that after speaking, he felt something strange, vaguely felt that the voice was extremely unfamiliar, and suddenly raised his head and looked around.

On the entire frozen river, there was no one but him and the other three guards.

At this moment, the leader of the guards suddenly surged with suspicion, and said sharply, "Who is pretending to be a ghost here?"

Almost at the same time, the other three guards looked at each other, full of panic, and even one of them said, "Isn't it Fan Xueli who has turned into a powerful ghost?"

But at this moment, they suddenly felt a loosening of their feet, and the ice on which they were standing suddenly broke open, and then a palm wind whistled from the ground!

It turned out that Fan Xueli had finished breathing just now, hid under the ice, and at this moment, taking advantage of the other party's distraction, he cast a strong blow to the four realms of his body.

This time, one of the guards had been hit by Fan Xueli, staggered and vomited blood, and fell into the river with a somersault. The other guard turned around sharply, but Fan Xueli had already condensed the dantian, stepped forward suddenly, and the ground shook, and kicked the Qianling acupoint in the opponent's chest, kicking it into the water as well.

The other two guards were so shocked that one of them had already fallen to their own devices, except for the last one of the guards, whose body flashed and flew out five or six feet away.

The leader of the guards fled quickly and soon reached the shore, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, looked back, and found that there was no one in the distance, but at this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "How are you going to poke a hole in my body?"

The leader of the guards was so frightened that his liver and intestines were broken, and when he turned around, he saw Fan Xue in a moon-white robe not far from standing, under the moonlight, the whole person's temperament was extraordinary, and even his body was faintly glowing, with a dominant atmosphere, and the violent flame power on his body made him unable to resist at all.

As if like a god, he broke out of the world.

It was as if the leader of the guards had seen Elder Song use his supernatural powers to control the ghosts of the surrounding miles for the first time, and his soul had been lost.

He couldn't help kneeling down and whispered, "The true God forgives his life! The true God forgives his life! The little one who offends the true God deserves death!"

Seeing that Fan Xueli was actually able to hold the supernatural holy relics, his heart almost collapsed, and he kept saying that he was a true god.

Fan Xueli was surprised for a while, but he immediately figured it out.

Just now, the Samadhi True Fire was spontaneously reborn, and the power of the supernatural power flashed out, and the aftermath was still attached to him at this moment.

And this terrifying aura, even ordinary people know that it comes from a supernatural holy relic, and it is naturally worshiped as a true god.

The one who holds the supernatural power and holy relics is called the true god, how can this guard resist?

What's more, these guards are just ordinary guards in the Fan Mansion, and they are far from the dead soldiers, and their minds are scattered, so they naturally can't withstand the fright.

At this moment, Fan Xueli said in a deep voice: "Where are your guards in the Fan Mansion, who ordered you to come to kill me?" Since the other party was frightened, he naturally wanted to ask a clear question to solve the doubts in his heart.

The leader of the guards lowered his head, not daring to raise it at all, and said while kowtowing: "I am the guard of the third prince of the Fan Mansion, and I came here on the order of Elder Song Mengquan. ”

"Where is Song Mengquan now?" Fan Xueli asked coldly.

He didn't expect that the mastermind behind the scenes was actually Song Mengquan!

The other party is the guard of the third son, Fan Yinwen, and now Fan Yinwen is seriously injured, but they are ordered by Song Mengquan to come instead, thinking that Fan Yinwen and Song Mengquan must have a deep relationship.

"He is in the Taoist temple of Qingyuan Mountain. "The head of the guard did not dare to hide anything.

Qingyuan Mountain is a famous Taoist mountain outside Changshan City, which is famous all over the world.

Hearing this, Fan Xueli's eyes couldn't help but squint slightly, he was actually able to open a mansion in Qingyuan Mountain, but he was afraid that this Song Mengquan had a shallow foundation.

Then he remembered the matter of the great array of walking corpses at the bottom of the river, so he continued to ask, but the leader of the guards didn't know anything about it, but he only knew that Song Mengquan had a magical holy relic, which could intimidate people's souls and kill people invisibly.

And this head of the guard, under Song Mengquan's order, recently even killed dozens of people.

Thinking of the walking corpses at the bottom of the river, and even many of them were young children, for fear that they would not be able to get rid of these guards, Fan Xueli's heart was full of murderous intent, and he slashed down with one palm, hitting the other party's heart and killing him.

When it comes to killing, there is no mercy.

Flipping his body and returning to the position just now, the stunned guard just now seemed to faint, and seemed to be pretending to be asleep, Fan Xueli did not hesitate, and slashed out with one palm, splitting his heart into flesh.

Then I looked for the other two corpses, but they were gone, and after looking for a while, I saw two corpses slowly floating on the water.

Fan Xueli was also merciless, lifted the two corpses up, and made up a few palms on their hearts, which was relieved.

After killing these four people, Fan Xueli stood on the Feiling Bridge and looked at it once, and then he was relieved.

This time he came to participate in the sacrificial meeting, and the crises were one after another, which made him unable to relax, and until now, he was barely relieved.

Then he said secretly: "That formation at the bottom of the river hurts the heavens and harms reason, it must be arranged by Song Mengquan, and the supernatural holy relics in his hands should be related to the spiritual realm and ghosts." This person intends to kill me, and he seems to be in control of Fan Yinwen, and has become a fire and water with me. If the other party knew that I was still alive and had broken the big array here, they would definitely take strict precautions, and even endanger my mother and sister. ”

Thinking of this, the sense of crisis is reborn.

He stood on the bridge and hesitated for a moment, his mind slowly firming up. A thought, a trace of killing intent surged up, and without hesitation, he went to the other party's mansion.

This battle must be resolved quickly.

The other party must not have imagined that he would take the initiative to kill the door, right? No matter what layout the other party has, as long as he breaks through first, he will be able to take the lead.

At the same time, he took out the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu in his arms, put it in his mouth and chewed it, trying his best to recover his breath as quickly as possible.

The Ten Thousand Fire Seal in the water just now made him physically and mentally tired, and using the fastest speed of this thousand-year-old He Shou Wu to recover is the most effective means at present.

And when the samadhi true fire was reborn before, it was not really released, so there was no mental loss, otherwise with Fan Xue leaving the current realm, after casting it, he would have completely fainted.

At this moment, between Fan Xue's steps, the murderous aura flickered.