The one in the tent, Santang Advocate Crane, is the first biggest and biggest goal that Idiom Fan wants to play tonight.

For now, even if Cheng Yufan had the Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword on his body and fought with this Santang Advocate Crane, the odds would be great. However, this is on the premise of excluding the absence of helpers.

After all, the Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword that he was carrying on his back did not have the Yuan Spirit Resources to let him fight alone.

Therefore, at this stage, if Cheng Yu Fan wants to increase the odds of this victory, he must first deal with the ten soul suppression Daoists who follow him.

Having said that, looking at the following things, it really made Idiom Fan frown. There are not many of them, but the defense is really tight. As for the arrangement of the defense, a slight touch was touched, it was like the beacon fire of the Great Wall, one was ignited, it could be seen everywhere, and it was all ignited.

So at the moment, Idiom Fan did not rush to take any action, but stood extremely quietly on the treetops, waiting for the best time to appear.

Night had already fallen, enveloping this Tang Demon Forest in the night. And above the night sky, the crescent moon is also gradually getting taller.

As the crescent moon grew taller, the surroundings seemed more silent.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the breeze was gently blowing in the forest. And the breeze blowing through the woods also sounded a "whoosh" sound of leaves rubbing against leaves.

After waiting for a long time, I finally waited for the breeze to blow.

Idiom Fan felt the breeze blowing, and on his slightly delicate cheeks, he couldn't help but reveal a faint smirk.

Immediately, a packet of powder was found from the baggage.

This package of powder is the powder that Fan started by dividing from Tang Dandan, with the help of the original version of Tang Dandan powder, and refining himself in the characteristics. The package of powder in his hand now is more effective than the powder Tang Dandan gave him before, causing people to fall into a coma and fall asleep.

Originally, the idiom Fan was just curious, and he processed it himself. But I never thought that this bag of things I processed would come in handy at this time.

However, just when the idiom Fan was about to throw the medicinal powder in his hand, three people came out of the forest.

Looking at these three people, Cheng Yufan first frowned, and then touched a faint sly smile on the corner of his mouth. From those ten people, three people came out, isn't this exactly what the idiom Fan intended. In the face of these three people, Idiom Fan was 100% sure that he would kill them with one blow.

Immediately, at this time, the Yuan Spirit in the body of Idiom Fan began to flow slowly.

Looking at these three people, they stayed not far from the moment when they were in the huge number, and Xi Yufan's right hand was already unhurriedly stretched out to the Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword on his back.

"Really, isn't it just because of the relationship between the master of the door and the young master that he has such a beautiful girlfriend, and his girlfriend is inevitably too ...... I want to pounce on it!" one of them cursed in a low voice.

"Shut up, you," the other immediately covered his mouth, "I advise you to be quiet, if you are really heard by the third hall master, you are not afraid of death, we still want to live." The Soul Suppression Daoist who covered his mouth shook his head and reminded him very carefully.

"Yes, don't you know that this girlfriend of the third hall master, but his baby, if anyone dares to touch a single hair of his baby, dare to beat the idea of his baby......" The implication is that there is only the word death in front, and nothing else.

Yes, there is only the word of death in front and nothing else.

Idiom Fan stood on the treetops, and the Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword in his hand was already tightly held in the palm of his hand.

The three men checked to see if there was anything going on, and two of them were the first to turn around and prepare to return to the camp. And the comfort of complaining just now, but some of them are reluctant to go back.

Looking at him, who was very reluctant to go back, the smile on Xi Yufan's face already revealed murderous intent.

"Since you don't want to go back, then let's give my life here. ”

After the first two grabbed him, he only felt that a black shadow in front of him suddenly flashed in front of him, but before he could react, he only felt a sharp pain in his throat, followed by a rapid blurring of consciousness.

"Let's go, what are you doing there?" One of the Soul Suppressor Daoists turned around and looked behind him, only to see that the back was empty.

Suddenly, he was stunned, but before he could say anything, he was directly stabbed in the throat by something, and his eyes fell into darkness in an instant.

In the next moment, Idiom Fan is eyes are fast, and the one next to him is like a quick knife to cut through the mess, piercing the heart with a sword, and understanding his life.

After carrying the bodies of these three people to the dense forest and hiding them, Cheng Yufan jumped up to the treetops again and looked towards the camp not far ahead, and at the same time, the medicine powder in his hand slowly spilled from the medicine bag.

The powder was carried by the breeze and quietly drifted into the camp. Also under the effect of that medicinal powder, the remaining Soul Suppression Daoists around the camp were paralyzed one after another and fell into a deep sleep, and they would never wake up for two or three days.

This sleeping medicinal powder, which has been improved by Idiom Fan, can be said to be more powerful. The improved powder, after only a moment, silenced the entire camp.

This is exactly what the idiom Fan needs.

Looking at the quiet camp, Cheng Yufan waited quietly again for a moment before jumping down from the treetops. Holding his Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword, he slowly and cautiously walked into the camp.

Carrying the Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword, Fan smoothly walked through several empty tents. In a few minutes, we were outside the big tent in the center of the camp.

Under the reflection of the fire ball inside the tent. The Third Hall Master was talking very intimately to his girlfriend.

I have to say that the girlfriend of the third hall master is really beautiful, but his girlfriend, with her words and deeds, gave Idiom Fan a feeling of wanting to vomit.

"It's disgusting!" couldn't help but let the idiom fan spit out these three words in his heart.

However, Idiom Fan really admires this master of the three halls, he is actually in such a place, and he is happy. Even if there is no idiom Fan, aren't you afraid of those demon beasts that come to attack in the middle of the night? After all, in this location, it is already relatively close to the center.

"This man, sooner or later, will die at the hands of a woman," Idiom Fan looked disdainful, "Oh no, it's for sure, and it's tonight!"

The third hall master, looking at his girlfriend, was very satisfied, and it was extremely happy.

"Hehe, beauty, you'll find what you're looking for tomorrow, don't worry, don't worry. Santang advocated that the crane hugged his girlfriend.

"yes, it's been two days, and you've been saying that every night. Listening to the voice of this Santang advocate crane girlfriend, Cheng Yufan couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

"I'm going to go, who is it!" Listening to the idiom Fan's whispered words, Zixiao Zhenren in the depths of his soul couldn't help but snicker.

Indeed, Idiom Fan has never met such a person.

However, it is also at this time that it is the best time for Idiom Fan to do it!

At this moment, this Santang advocate crane also threw in, and exhaled a long breath of turbidity. But at this time, he who had been following this Chimu and Chi Nucleus in this forest all the year round, suddenly tensed his body, and his keen nerves made him tighten in the depths of his soul, and his heart was like a lightning filter.

The next moment, without thinking about anything, he grabbed a wooden stick beside him directly from the side and threw it towards his side.

"Rub!"

With a touch of cold light, the wooden stick was easily cut into cold salad, and a shadow quickly flashed into the tent, with a cold sword blade, mercilessly slashing at Zhang He's neck.