After everyone cleaned up the battlefield, they obtained a lot of good things, cultivation resources or weapons, and the things in the hands of the disciples of the Wang family were no less than the weapons used by everyone.

"It's sent this time!" Long Lin picked up a good sword, and held it with some love, that sword seemed to be used by the ninth-level disciples of the Wang family's qi refining.

For things like cleaning the battlefield and confiscating the loot, if you can do it as well as the outer gate of White Tiger Peak, I'm afraid the whole world won't be able to find a second one.

After a storm and clouds, the valuable things on the disciples of the Wang family were all in everyone's pockets, and one disciple actually picked up other people's clothes like a madman.

"What are you doing picking up dead people's clothes?" Zhong Xinli asked as he patted his junior brother who was trying to pick up his clothes.

"Senior brother, this is good material, I have never worn such good clothes when I am so old!" The man glanced up at Zhong Xinli, bowed his head and continued to work.

"You don't have to panic, the clothes of the dead are too bad! Don't pick them up!" Zhong Xinli said a little speechlessly.

The man thought about it, and perhaps thought that the clothes of the dead man were indeed quite unlucky, so he stopped picking them.

"Evacuate as soon as you're done cleaning!" Zhong Xinli shouted, leading everyone to rush towards White Tiger Peak, leaving behind corpses on the ground.

Naturally, there are wild beasts in the mountains to destroy the corpses in this place, or rats, or crows, but none of this has anything to do with anyone else.

Besides, Chen Fan cut off the other party's head, stepped on the moonlight, and threw the bloody head into the Wang family's camp, a spear shining in the moonlight.

"The last gift was not heavy enough, I don't know if you are still satisfied with this gift?" Chen Fan roared, turned around and ran in the direction of White Tiger Peak.

As soon as Wang Yu saw his head, he was furious, and the sword in his hand split the night, and rushed towards the direction where Chen Fan disappeared.

"Chen Fan, if I don't kill you, I, Wang Yu, swear not to be a ......"

"Wang Yu, come back to me......" Wang Ban shouted angrily in the air, trying to stop the furious Wang Yu.

But under Wang Yu's anger, how could he listen to it, a black-haired beast danced wildly, like a wounded beast, roaring silently in the moonlight at night, with a murderous aura that could not be concealed, and he chased and killed Chen Fan with a war sword in his hand.

Chen Fan's cultivation was raised to the peak, and the thunder was exerted to the extreme, like thunder and lightning, running at extreme speed in the night, the speed was comparable to lightning.

Wang Yu, as a master at the pinnacle of foundation building, was far faster than Chen Fan could compare, and the whole person was like a black shadow chasing after him quickly, and his murderous aura rushed straight to the sky.

Under the escape and chase, the speed of the two is at the peak, the escapee saves his life, and the chaser takes his life.

Chen Fan was a little helpless, the last time he ran so desperately, it seemed that he was chased and killed by the blood-streaked snake in the magic mountain, last time he was able to get away with killing the blood-streaked snake and save his life, this time I am afraid that he will not have such good luck, how can a master like Wang Yu be compared to the blood-streaked snake?

Behind Chen Fan, a sword aura swept through the air, shattering countless trees and rocks along the way, and directly taking Chen Fan's heart.

Chen Fan felt the killing intent in the sword qi, and he didn't dare to change the direction to dodge, nor did he dare to turn back and make a hard connection, under such extreme speed, if he changed direction, he would definitely be caught up by Wang Yu, and he didn't know how to die when he died.

The risk of turning back and hard-connecting is greater, and Wang Yu catches up with him faster.

Chen Fan weighed it, with the spear behind his back, ignoring the sword qi behind him, and running wildly.

A murderous sword, shattering countless obstacles, finally came behind Chen Fan.

Uh-

Chen Fan felt the flesh and blood behind him split, the sword qi entered his body, and the severe pain entered his brain, and Chen Fan snorted.

The sword qi broke through Chen Fan's back and submerged into Chen Fan's body, the spear blocked part of the sword qi, and the moment the sword qi collided with the spear, Chen Fan's whole person was knocked dozens of feet away.

With the help of the power of the sword qi, Chen Fan's speed increased by three points, and the distance between him and Wang Yu was widened again.

Holding back the pain in his back, Chen Fan gritted his teeth and ran wildly, praying in his heart to reach the White Tiger Peak soon......

"Little brute, if you kill my Wang family's children, my Wang Yu will break your body into thousands of pieces to vent the hatred in my heart......"

Wang Yu swung the long sword in his hand, splitting the obstacle in front of him.

At Wang Yu's feet, the speed increased by three points, and the distance between him and Chen Fan became closer and closer.

"Little crumbs, today you are destined to fall......"

Chen Fan gritted his teeth, his heart was eager, even if he didn't look back, he could feel that Wang Yu would not be more than five feet away from him.

A sword aura swept in again.

Chen Fan was a little desperate, he was by no means Wang Yu's opponent, although the aura in his body was like a vast ocean, but Wang Yu was a master of building the foundation after all, building the foundation and refining the qi, this is an unbridgeable gap.

Chen Fan lifted the spear upside down in his hand, and suddenly turned around, and the spear took the sword qi directly.

Chen Fan blocked the sword qi, looked at Wang Yu with a spear and gasped, and said mockingly: "Is the Wang family full of such goods? Wang Qian is garbage, and it is also garbage that chased and killed me just now, but what about you? ”

"Foundation building peak monk, hunt down and kill me a monk of the sixth level of qi refining, and I am not afraid of being laughed at when I say it......"

"Little crumbs, when you die, you still have sharp teeth. ”

Wang Yu shouted angrily, and his long sword trembled, like a flying spirit snake under the moonlight, directly taking Chen Fan.

Chen Fan shook his spear, did not retreat, but advanced, even if the gap in cultivation could not be made up, he was not afraid at all at this moment, and raised his gun to meet it.

Although Chen Fan was not afraid, the gap in cultivation always existed, and the spear stabbed directly, and was picked aside by the war sword in Wang Yu's hand, and the war sword trembled, stabbing at Chen Fan's face.

Chen Fan paused, and his body leaned back, able to dodge the oncoming sword light.

Wang Yu's shoulders approached Chen Fan, and with a slight shake, Chen Fan was knocked away, and Wang Yu jumped up, his fists constantly waving towards Chen Fan's body.

The gap in cultivation cannot be made up after all, even if Chen Fan is far from being comparable to a monk in the same realm, but the gap in a big realm is difficult to cross.

Chen Fan was like a wisp of duckweed, floating in the air, and Wang Yu's fist was like a drifting rain, beating Chen Fan beyond recognition.

Wang Yu punched Chen Fan dozens of times, and a whip leg was pumped towards Chen Fan's waist, knocking Chen Fan away in mid-air.

Chen Fan didn't know how many towering trees he bumped into, and the blood in his mouth sprayed all the way, staining the sky with blood, and finally hit the ground, kicking up countless dust.

Chen Fan wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, coughed, and wanted to struggle to stand up, but unfortunately the bones in his whole body were like falling apart, and a little force was like a pain like a heart.

Click-click-click-click-

Wang Yu's heavy steps were like a prelude to life, hitting Chen Fan's heart again and again, as if he wanted to completely break Chen Fan's state of mind.

"Boy, you are proud to be able to take such an attack from me, the cultivation of the sixth layer of qi refining!"

Wang Yu looked down at Chen Fan, his eyes narrowed slightly, the young man in front of him was capable of refining qi at the sixth layer, and he must not be allowed to grow up, otherwise, it would be difficult for anyone to compete with him.

"But it's over!"

In Wang Yu's hand, the battle sword was held high, and he kept approaching Chen Fan, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger.

Even so, Chen Fan did not sit still, holding on to the pain, and raised the spear in his hand.

Life and death crisis, I don't know where the vitality is, and the teenager will never sit still.

PS: I seem to have been giving up on you, and I seem to have been waiting for you