Chapter Eighty-Four: The Crushing of the Dao Mirror Heaven

"Dare to ask, does the Lotus Illusion Realm Tianwei Star Palace belong to, the Wu family of Jing'an City in the Small Extreme Realm?" Zhao Yunfan stretched out his hand to protect Yun Huanhuan, leaned forward slightly, and the water pattern sword hung to the ground. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 He was about to rush forward, but as if he had suddenly thought of something, he asked.

Hearing this, the three black-clothed decorators of the Wu family, who were approaching Zhao Yunfan, all took a beating, and one of them sneered: "What? Now about the origins? It's late! ”

"I just know one of your Wu family, please inquire, it's a sixty-year-old man with a black mole on the left side of his face." Zhao Yunfan's legs were already bent, and he continued to ask expressionlessly.

"Wu Jiaoxi? Do you know him? A Wu family monk on the left asked in surprise.

"I know, I'm very familiar." When Zhao Yunfan answered, the whole person had already rushed out, more than three feet in one step, and then farther in one step, and the water pattern sword was already approaching the Wu family monk closest to Zhao Yunfan.

The Wu family monk lowered his head and dodged this sword, and before he was ready to fight back, Zhao Yunfan had already raised his leg and kicked towards his face, and the Wu family monk had to cross his hands in front of him, wanting to dodge this blow and then try to counterattack, but Zhao Yunfan's leg directly kicked him into the air, and after drawing a parabola, he fell out of ten zhang away.

At the same time, Zhao Yunfan directly fell to the ground, sticking to the ground, dodging the fist whistling overhead, and there were fist gloves on the fist, flashing metallic luster.

The water pattern sword was handed over to his left hand, swept to the left side, and Zhao Yunfan slapped the ground with his right hand, and the whole person rose into the air, jumping more than three feet in the air. He made a quick turn in the air and rushed down, and the water pattern sword had already been delivered to his right hand, stabbing at the Wu family monk with a fist in his hand.

"Dingding..."

"Ah.....h

"Senior Brother Wu Zhai, this person has already embarked on the path of ancient martial arts cultivation with you, and his physical strength is strong, be careful!"

The first sound of gold and iron clashing came from Zhao Yunfan and the Wu family monk with fist gloves, Zhao Yunfan rushed down, and the monk of the Wu family with fist gloves raised his fist to greet him, in a short moment, in a very short distance, he walked six or seven moves in a row, and then each palmed each other and separated.

The second scream came from another Wu family monk, Zhao Yunfan had changed his left-handed sword to sweep the ground before taking off, and his legs were amputated by Zhao Yunfanqi's ankles at that time, and in an instant, he knelt on the ground and howled.

The last reminder came from the monk who was kicked out by Zhao Yunfan, and after he fell to the ground, regardless of his trembling arms, he didn't care about the pain in his arms, and directly reminded his companions.

Zhao Yunfan only has one percent of the amount of vitality surging in his body, however, this is not something that the Casting Body Realm cultivators can match, Zhao Yunfan has no pressure at all to torture them, but the vitality in his body will be used less and less, unlike before, it is almost inexhaustible.

After the Wu family monk with fist gloves and Zhao Yunfan slapped each other, there was a "crackling" sound of broken bones on his right arm, and he spurted blood mist from his mouth in his stunned expression, and staggered back.

However, Zhao Yunfan landed lightly on his back, bowed down again after landing, stared at the rocky ground, jumped forward, and stepped out of the rocky ground under his feet, and there were cracks spreading.

His speed, with the blessing of the vitality in his body, surpassed the Wu family monks present too much, and before the blood mist spewed out by the Wu family monk with fist gloves in his hands could disperse, he had already broken through the blood mist barrier alone, and the water pattern sword was lifted.

The Wu family monk's bow body was terrified to the left, but even if his combat skills were superb and his reaction ability was quick, he still couldn't escape this sword, and Zhao Yunfan's vitality was also infinitely magnified by the realm between them.

Before he had time to retract his right hand, he was cut off by Zhao Yunfanqi's elbow sword, not counting, the Wu family monk had not yet realized the pain of the broken arm, Zhao Yunfan had already pressed his face door with one hand, clasped it tightly, and then smashed it down.

"Smack.." Like the sound of a watermelon bursting, the entire head of the Wu family monk with fist gloves was held down by Zhao Yunfan and crashed into the rocky ground.

The red and white things were painted all over Xu Fangyuan, and Zhao Yunfan was also splashed, most of the head of this Wu family monk was already broken, and he couldn't die anymore.

Zhao Yunfan got up slowly, shook off the residue in his hand, and looked back, looking down the slope with cold eyes.

The monk of the Wu family, whose feet were amputated by Zhao Yunfan, climbed down the slope with his hands and feet, and he didn't even have the courage to turn back. The Wu family monk who was kicked away by Zhao Yunfan looked at Zhao Yunfan in a daze. His arms kept shaking, I don't know if it was caused by fear, or if he was kicked by Zhao Yunfan's previous kick. His trembling hands, shaking his head, and muttering to himself, "How is that possible?" You're not in the Casting Realm? Absolutely not, the Gu Martial Cultivation of the Body Casting Realm is not so terrifying. ”

The answer to him was Zhao Yunfan's white-clothed long sky, Zhao Yunfan stepped a few feet, directly ignoring the way of the broken foot Wu family monk, and came in an instant.

The Wu family monk saw Zhao Yunfan coming towards him, and after taking a few steps back, he reacted in time, turned around and threw down his companion and turned around and fled down the mountain.

Not to mention that this person's courage and fighting spirit have been frightened by Zhao Yunfan, and the speed of his escape is not as fast as half of the speed of his body under the blessing of the vitality in Zhao Yunfan's body.

Zhao Yunfan turned around and wiped his sword with his clothes, slowly walked to the last Wu family monk with his feet broken, and asked, "What's his name?" ”

"His name is Wu Zhai, which is Wu Lan...no, no... You mean I.. Wu.. Wu Jiaoxi, his name is Wu Yue, Wu Yue.." The Severed Foot sat down on the slope and began to point to his companion whose head had been shattered to the ground, and then to another companion who had become a headless corpse. But out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Zhao Yunfan's face began to become impatient, and suddenly realized something, and immediately stammered in a hurry.

"Wu Yue, okay, you go back and bring me a message to him, and I will go to find him." Zhao Yunfan remembered that in Jing'an City, the small extreme realm, he was taken away by a monk of the Wu family with a black mole on his face in the inn.

That incident was a turning point in his life, if it weren't for the existence of this Wu family monk named Wu Yue, he wouldn't know Qiao Shaohui and Qiao Qiankuang, he wouldn't have fused with the body of the water spirit, and he wouldn't have appeared in the auction on the Reflecting Moon Star, and it was impossible to talk about joining Xiaotianzong, and everything after that would not have happened. Without the appearance of this person, he may be in the small polar world, leisurely and happy for a lifetime, simple, this used to be his pursuit, but unfortunately all of them were shattered.

"Good, good... I'll definitely bring your words to you. The monk of the Wu family with a broken foot interrupted Zhao Yunfan's wandering thoughts, and a flattering smile appeared on his face, with surprise and hope for continued survival in his eyes.

Yun Huanhuan came to Zhao Yunfan's side and stopped, looked at Zhao Yunfan with disgust, bared his teeth and nodded at the red and white things on Zhao Yunfan's clothes, and then turned his head to the Wu family monk with a broken foot and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"We... We're here to get the 'associated glitz'. The Wu family monk with the broken leg was a little hesitant, but in the end, he still said the purpose of their trip.

"Associated glitz? What do you want this thing for? Yun Huanhuan asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, it's our Supreme Elder..."The Broken Foot Monk stopped halfway through his words, and two or three hundred zhang above the sky, hundreds of vague cracks opened, spitting out one by one black-clothed strong monks, and the cracks in the air healed instantly, leaving more than a hundred black-clothed strong monks to fall from the sky.

Zhao Yunfan was suddenly startled, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Yun Huanhuan's waist, and rushed straight down the mountain.

The more than 100 black-clothed warriors who suddenly appeared definitely belonged to the Wu family, and the one percent of vitality that Zhao Yunfan could use in his body was not enough to support him for a long battle. Besides, under the siege of more than a hundred Casting Body Realm cultivators, he was not sure to protect Yun Huanhuan's safety, maybe Yun Huanhuan was held hostage by the other party, and it was not the situation he wanted to see. Therefore, Zhao Yunfan made a quick decision, turned around and fled.

The monk of the Wu family, who was still flattering and surviving just now, saw Zhao Yunfan turn around and escape a hundred zhang away, and immediately shouted: "Don't let them run away, they are also here for the 'companion glitz', and they also killed Wu Zhai and Wu Lan, two senior brothers." ”

However, when he reminded him in time, the more than 100 Wu family members who had recently appeared did not have time to leave Zhao Yunfan, and in the time they landed one after another, Zhao Yunfan had already escaped from the range of the hill and rushed into the valley below.

Zhao Yunfan took Yun Huanhuan and ran all the way, wading through a shallow lake in the valley, and running towards the hill on the other side of the valley.

Yun Huanhuan twisted a few times in his arms and said, "They can't catch up, let me go by myself, you save some mana." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yunfan put Yun Huanhuan down, turned around to look, and sure enough, he found that no Wu family monk was chasing after him, and laughed at himself: "I am really the one who measures the variables of the catastrophe?" How can you get into all kinds of trouble? ”

"Tsk, take your beauty, you are definitely not a person who measures the variables, don't think about it!" Yun Huanhuan seemed to be very sure that Zhao Yunfan was not this kind of person, and he didn't want to continue to dwell on this issue, so he reminded: "We went over this mountain, and no matter how much they tried to chase after them, they couldn't find any trace of us." ”

After speaking, Yun Huanhuan ran towards the top of the mountain first, Zhao Yunfan hurriedly caught up, he wanted to ask clearly, why Yun Huanhuan was so sure that he was not a person who measured the variables, after all, more than one person had talked to him about this topic, some people said it was him, and some said that he was not, Zhao Yunfan wanted to figure this out, he vaguely felt that maybe it had something to do with why he was reincarnated in this world.

After crossing this hill and standing on the top of the mountain, Zhao Yunfan found that at the foot of the mountain in front of him was a low forest, in which there seemed to be a swamp and a heterochromatic mist rising.

The two of them walked to the foot of the mountain again, looking at the gloomy swamp and dense forest, and hesitated, not knowing whether to enter or not. In the end, Yun Huanhuan gritted his teeth, took out a storage attachment from his arms, tore it and popped out a few black pills, ate one himself, handed one to Zhao Yunfan, and said: "Break the miasma pill, after taking it, we will go in again, not only can we completely get rid of the Wu family monks who may be chasing behind, but also can stay inside safely, and when the time comes, Dao Jingtian will naturally send us to the Reflecting Moon Star." ”

Zhao Yunfan also felt that this proposal was good, stretched out his hand to take the pill under the pill, and then protected Yun Huanhuan behind him, and cautiously walked into the dense forest swamp.

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