After a sword, Chu Mo had already disappeared.

Not only him, but also half of the Thousand Sharp Ridges disappeared with him.

They were all razed to the ground by this sword.

Mr. Wen's mellow voice sounded on the side, "This sword is not bad." ”

Then it slowly dissipated between heaven and earth.

At the last moment when Mr. Wen's figure completely disappeared, he raised his head and looked at the sky, his lips trembling slightly, as if he had said a word.

After the two people who were far away from the other side saw this picture, one of their faces changed drastically, the corners of their mouths twitched like pins and needles, and the other laughed, looking extremely happy.

This wisp of divine soul had already reached the point of running out of oil, and after helping Ye Fan use that sword, he didn't even have the strength to maintain the appearance.

Ye Fan staggered and swayed in the big pit a few times, and finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground backwards.

Without the support of Mr. Wen's soul, the injury that was previously knocked into the ground by Chu Moyun Thunder's sword completely erupted again, and Ye Fan fell in a pool of blood gushing out, feeling relieved.

Ye Fan smiled with difficulty.

"Sir, what a time for you to come out. ”

With Jiuxiao Tianbao by his side, and no one around, Ye Fan squandered his last bit of strength very luxuriously, tremblingly took out the few Mengxue books that Mr. Wen gave him, and carefully turned a page, with a smile on his face.

At this time, Ye Fan had not yet noticed the earth-shaking changes in his dantian and body.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it has been reborn.

The sword that was turned into the cloud and thunder not only slashed himself into serious injuries, but also made Ye Fan's flesh and bones have a bit of light blue luster, and there were also a few wisps of thunder and lightning lingering in the dantian.

This is what the cultivation world calls the baptism of sword and thunder.

Ye Fan gasped twice, and suddenly felt a breath coming from afar.

The young man stood slowly and with the last bit of strength, he walked in front of the man.

Chu Mo, who was covered in blood, slowly turned his head, pulled up a smile, and said something tremblingly.

"There is a small bronze tripod on the highest mountain of Qianfeng Ridge, which is not only the embodiment of the rules of heaven and earth, but also contains forty-six heavenly holy water, the city is made of those people I have killed over the years, and the purpose of my doing this game is to attract all those immortals outside the world and the top ten masters in the world to this place, and then kill them all, and then turn into three holy waters, gather forty-nine ways, lead out the bronze tripod, and finally scatter the holy water contained in it and the bronze tripod itself in the heaven and earth, and completely cut off the connection with your outer world. That bronze tripod can't be taken away, otherwise the world will fall apart and completely dissipate. Ye Fan, you must remember that Xiaoding must not be broken up by you immortals outside the heavens, it must be done by a local monk with a high realm, otherwise everything will be over. ”

"There are still two days, enough time for you to figure out and heal. ”

Chu Mo said this very urgently, and quickly, due to serious injuries, he couldn't speak words clearly, but Ye Fan listened to them all in his ears and didn't drop a word.

Chu Mo raised his arm, grabbed Ye Fan's sleeve, and said with a miserable smile: "Since you Ye Fan have learned so many sage truths, you must think more and do more all the time, don't let the truths that have been held in your stomach become empty words." ”

Ye Fan didn't know how to answer, and sat slumped in place, speechless.

Chu Mo spat out a mouthful of blood, ignoring his increasingly damaged body, and continued: "I'm just telling you all the facts, as for how you do it, I'm Chu."

Ink doesn't overlook. But in the end, I still have to say one more thing, no matter how right and correct your Ye Fan's truth is, never forget a word. ”

"I've been with me for a long time, and I'd rather be me. ”

After Chu Mo said these words, he suddenly laughed a few times, his eyes slowly closed, his arms drooped, and his breath was gone.

At the edge of the big pit, Ye Fan got up suddenly, looked around, but the world was vast.

Jiuxiaotian stood beside Ye Fan, silent and guilty.

Ye Roujia slowly swept out of Ye Fan's dantian, and her voice was a little choked: "Master, I..."

Ye Fan interrupted her words and said softly, "I know you have a hard time, I don't blame you." ”

Ye Roujia's eyes were red, and she twitched her nose twice, like a child who had done something wrong, slowly lowered her head, her two hands stirred together, and she didn't dare to look at Ye Fan's eyes.

Ye Fan sighed, stretched out his hand and patted Ye Roujia's shoulder, and comforted: "I'm really not angry, and I really don't blame you, at least I'm still alive, that's good." Besides, if it weren't for you helping me control the murderous aura of Jiuxiaotian and allowing me to use some of its power, I would have been knocked down by Chu Mo's two punches......"

Ye Roujia raised her head suddenly, two tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and said timidly: "Roujia really knows that she is wrong, I am afraid, I am afraid..."

Ye Fan raised his hand and didn't let Ye Roujia continue to say the next words.

Because he knows it.

Although Ye Roujia shouted one master after another, Ye Fan was not a fool, he clearly knew that he was only the master of the Nine Heavens, not Ye Roujia, the master of the Nine Heavens Sword Spirit.

If Ye Roujia had helped in the battle with Chu Mo just now, because the rules of this side of heaven and earth were suppressed, and the people from the outside world were scrutinizing, she would only have the only way to recognize Ye Fan as the master.

Although she is a sword spirit, she has not recognized a master since she was born 10,000 years ago, in a sense, Ye Roujia is also a living person, and her heart is higher than the sky, and she is used to being at ease, how can she let others completely control herself so easily?

So Ye Fan understood.

No one will give you unconditionally for granted, and no one should give to you for granted.

Even if you die here, you can't blame others for the so-called 'unrighteousness' and 'stand by'.

Ye Fan raised his bloodstained face, looked directly at Ye Roujia, who was still sobbing softly, and said with a gentle smile: "Okay, let's hurry into the city and go find the little fox." The situation on this road may not be smooth, without you in the back to control the formation, I really don't have much confidence to fight with others, and fortunately you and Haoran Qi help me with, otherwise let alone Chu Mo, I should have been cut off by a sword on the street, now I should hurry back to recuperate, there are still things waiting for us later. ”

Ye Roujia snorted and nodded.

Ye Fan slowly walked towards Liangzhou City in Shi Tengguo.

As he got closer and closer to the city, the blood stains on his face were gradually washed away by the little aura left.

Halfway through, Ye Fan glanced back as if he had sensed.

Behind him, the battlefield centered on the three mountains north of Qianfengling is surrounded by extremely strong aura and water transportation, and it should be that bronze Xiaoding is slowly appearing.

Ye Fan believed most of what Chu Mo said, and as for the little half who still had doubts, he didn't plan to pursue the calculations, and listen to the truth.

If you are

The court, Chu Mo's words, these methods, are forcing themselves to be the lonely minister.

Ye Fan looked up at the city in the distance again, and looked at the big people who were high in this world.

Chu Mo, you are really calculating, even if you die, you have to leave me such a mess, right?

Speaking of which, don't you just want to see if I, Ye Fan, am I a bad seed?

Ye Fan walked on the silent and unmanned avenue and began to walk forward slowly.

If the gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, then I, Ye Fan, will do my best to build a good wall with bricks and tiles to this dangerous wall, if it is not good, then it can only be demolished and rebuilt.

Chu Mo, it's a little too late to say these things now, but I still want to say it.

Wrong is wrong, right is right, and there has never been a compromise to reconcile this statement.

You've been doing it wrong all the time.

On the side of the city head of Liangzhou City, Cui Feng, who was full of indifference and extremely high-spirited, was full of solemnity at this time.

The two of you are happy and comfortable, so our big gang of people will be busy with all of us?

As soon as this Chu madman who had killed countless people and crisscrossed the rivers and lakes for decades died, Su Yihuo's mind became confused again, among the top three, he must have occupied a place steadily, but he didn't want to soar like this, let go of the broad road and not go to the remote road, and he himself set up such a big game, not only for the local grandmaster, but also for those immortals outside the sky, and this Ye Fan have calculated it, and it will inevitably become the target of everyone.

After Su Yihuo's face was revealed, Yuancheng, Lu Pu, and the three evil sect masters of Longxiao Kingdom who didn't know what they meant would not have a good face for him.

As for Guan Zishi, his attitude and position are also unclear.

In this holy water secret realm, for the monks of the Hongmeng world, it is nothing more than a snail shell competing for opportunities, and the people here do not die, and it has nothing to do with them how they die.

And Ye Fan's appearance not only disrupted the layout of Su Yihuo and Chu Mo, but also made them foreign monks unable to start.

Cui Bong is worried that he will capsize in the gutter, and when the time comes, there will be no accident and die in this place where birds don't. Although the people in his family don't trust the Pure Water Country and Shi Ruoyu very much, and they can always go back if they have some means, the loss is a bit too great.

Guan Zishi didn't seem to have any backhand, he just went to the meeting with a single knife without being stunned, but he was not a genius in the ordinary sense, you know, even in Zhongzhou, where there are countless strong people, he is also one of the top young monks, and few people will believe that he can fall in this holy water secret realm.

At present, the biggest problem lies in the situation of Tianyan Holy Water and these inexplicable things.

Chu Mo is dead, the rest of the countries are nowhere to be found, the situation of Tianyan Holy Water is unknown, Ye Fan's position is unknown, and the remaining few masters of the rivers and lakes have given Cui Feng a great headache.

Ye Fan was already approaching the city.

Guan Zishi stepped on the wall of the city, leaned forward, put one arm on his leg, and gradually smiled.

He fed down, raised his arm, and gave a thumbs up.

Guan Zishi, one of the three sons of Zhongzhou, admired a peer younger than himself for the first time in his life.

Ye Fan raised his head, also smiled slightly, and said: "Brother Guan, Ye still owes you a fight, remember it, don't worry, I won't pay the bill." ”

Guan Zishi raised his eyebrows, raised his eyelids, and smiled even more, "It's a kid with personality, much cooler than that Bai Qianjun, I like it!"