The three guards looked at the oncoming ice thorns, their faces changed suddenly, and their vitality frantically poured into the yellow-rank mid-grade long sword in their hands: "Spirit Splitting Sword!"

Then the long sword in the hands of the three guards stabbed out at the cold ice thorn that was close at hand.

"Fist Crash!"

Xiao Fan didn't know when he came behind the three guards, shouted angrily, and with the power of nine bulls, his fist hit the back of the three guards directly.

"Peng!"

"Poof! poof!"

Xiao Fan's fist hit the back of the three guards directly, and the three guards lost their minds, and dozens of ice thorns all submerged into the bodies of the three guards, and they fell directly to the ground, with blood foaming from their mouths.

Xiao Fan didn't hesitate, he directly picked up the yellow rank mid-grade long sword of the three guards on the ground and held it in his hand, his figure flickered, and he came directly to Han Xue'er's body, he knew that after Han Xue'er used this move, he had no power to resist.

"Don't worry, I'll leave it to me. Xiao Fan looked at the two Xuanhuang Realm peak monks who were stabbed by the ice thorns, and pretended to be calm and said a word to Han Xue'er, Han Xue'er nodded, her face was pale, and the overdraft of her vitality and spiritual power made Han Xue'er faint directly, Xiao Fan took advantage of the situation to support Han Xue'er and carefully put Han Xue'er on the ground.

The monk with the bauhinia rat martial soul was stabbed in the left shoulder by the ice thorn, and the second guard was stabbed in the lower abdomen, the two of them only felt that the injured place was constantly attacked by a stream of cold qi, so that the meridians of the two of them were a little frozen, and the vitality of the whole body seemed to be condensed by this cold qi, and the strength of the body was not three out of ten, although Han Xue'er had fainted, but the eyes of the two of them looked at Han Xue'er with a look of jealousy, if this little girl was also the peak of the Xuanhuang Realm, I am afraid that the two of them would only be killed in seconds under her, don't forget, Han Xue'er seems to be only thirteen years old......

"Boy, do you want to deal with the two of us alone? I think you're looking for death?!" The owner of the Bauhinia Rat Martial Soul had anger in his voice, and before the words fell, the Xuantie long stick in his hand slashed towards Xiao Fan's face.

Xiao Fan's eyes narrowed, and the long sword in his hand frantically instilled vitality into the long sword in his hand, the long sword made a burst of sword sounds, Xiao Fan did not dodge or dodge, turned his body slightly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed towards the owner of the Bauhinia Rat Martial Soul.

"Stacked Wave Sword!"

"Die, boy!" The long stick of the owner of the Bauhinia Rat Martial Soul suddenly slashed on Xiao Fan's shoulder, Xiao Fan's body couldn't help but sink down, Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, and almost all the vitality on his body poured into the long sword, Xiao Fan took another step, and the long sword stabbed directly into the Xuanhuang Armor on the chest of the owner of the Bauhinia Rat Martial Soul.

"Peng!"

The Bauhinia Rat Martial Soul Owner's eyes widened, his body took a step back, and the Xuangang long stick in his hand directly slapped Xiao Fan's waist, directly sending Xiao Fan flying.

"Poof!"

Xiao Fan spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood, his hands supported the ground and wanted to stand up, and there was a heart-piercing pain in his waist, which suddenly made Xiao Fan collapse on the ground, "Are you going to die like this......" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, and the pouring on his body was exposed, at this time, after the battle just now, his body was empty, and he didn't have the slightest vitality at all.

The owner of the Bauhinia Rat carried the Xuangang long stick, walked in front of Xiao Fan step by step with a cruel smile on his face, looked down at Xiao Fan from top to bottom, and slowly raised the Xuangang long stick: "It's over!" Before the words fell, the Xuangang long stick suddenly slashed down at Xiao Fan.

If this stick hits Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan will be seriously injured if he does not die, and at this time, a terrifying aura suddenly came, and the owner of the Bauhinia Rat Martial Spirit seemed to be frozen, unable to move, and the Xuangang long stick also stayed in mid-air.

A beautiful woman seemed to suddenly appear in this place, with joy in her eyes, walked towards Han Xue'er behind Xiao Fan, and then squatted down, touching Han Xue'er's wrist, the joy on her face became stronger and stronger: "What a pure cold breath, the breath of the Ice Phoenix Martial Spirit just now should have come out of this little girl's body." ”

"Senior, who are you?" Xiao Fan asked a little weakly.

The beautiful woman slowly picked up Han Xue'er and glanced at Xiao Fan: "Zhongyu, Elder Taishang of the Ice and Snow Pavilion, who are you, little guy, are you with this little girl?"

Xiao Fan nodded hard: "She is my sister." ”

The beautiful woman bowed slightly, the storage ring on her finger flickered slightly, and a jade bottle slowly floated in front of Xiao Fan under the control of spiritual power: "These are six healing pills, for you." ”

After the beautiful woman finished speaking, her eyes turned to the two people at the peak of the Xuanhuang Realm: "Although you let me discover a good seedling, the mistakes you made are still unforgivable. As the beautiful woman spoke, two ice spikes appeared behind her, directly piercing the chests of the two Xuanhuang Realm peak cultivators.

"Senior, where are you going to take Xue'er?" Xiao Fan endured the constant pain on his body, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to raise his head to look at the beautiful woman.

"Zhongyu, letting her in this exile will only bury her talent, you and her are destined not to be all the way. The beautiful woman said, her body turned into snowflakes and disappeared in front of Xiao Fan's eyes out of thin air.

Xiao Fan was stunned for a moment, looking at the snowflakes that were slowly falling on the ground, his heart seemed to be pinched hard, and he felt empty: "Xue'er!!!" Xiao Fan kept roaring.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Shunyi's fat figure appeared on this empty street, and when he saw Xiao Fan, who was quite miserable, he was shocked, and hurriedly ran over: "Xiao Fan, what's wrong with you?!" After Wu Shunyi finished speaking, he glanced at the three corpses not far away, and then continued: "What about Han Xue'er......?

Xiao Fan was a little depressed, looked at Wu Shunyi, and his eyes also recovered a little clear: "It's okay, help me bring the three corpses and send me back to the inn." ”

Xiao Fan's somewhat hoarse voice made people feel uncomfortable in their hearts when they listened to it.

Wu Shunyi nodded, didn't ask questions, was picked up by Xiao Fan, put the three corpses in the storage ring, and went back to the inn.

After Xiao Fan returned to the inn, Wu Shunyi simply bandaged Xiao Fan, and the wound on his chest was to let Wu Shunyi go back to his room to rest, Xiao Fan lay on the bed, moved his fingers, and there was a pain of respect, Xiao Fan struggled to raise his right hand and looked at the three corpses at the peak of the Xuanhuang Realm not far away: "Devour!"

A black hole suddenly appeared in Xiao Fan's palm, and thousands of black silk threads shot out of the black hole and wrapped around the three corpses, which were pulled by the silk threads and directly entered the black hole in the center of Xiao Fan's palm......