Nie Fan's eyes flashed with coldness, but he calmed down in an instant, reached out and grabbed the whip, and looked coldly at the young man who was driving the boat.

As soon as the young man saw that the whip was caught, his face immediately changed, and he tried hard to pull the whip back, but he couldn't pull it out, his face couldn't help but change, and he looked at Nie Fan in a cold voice and shouted: "I don't know what to live or die, let go, do you know who I am!" ”

As soon as Nie Fan's arm was forced, the young man was immediately pulled out of the flying boat, and then the whip was thrown upside down, whipping the young man who had not yet reacted into the air.

"I don't know."

When the people around saw that someone was rebelling against the young master of the small world of Mangshan, they all immediately stopped and watched from afar.

"Who is this person, doesn't he know that this is the flying boat of Mangshan?" Someone was worried about Nie Fan, and looked at Nie Fan with a frown, wanting to transmit the sound, but looked at the motionless golden flying boat and stopped talking.

"Oops, I'm afraid this young man is going to cause trouble, the people of Mangshan have always been unreasonable......" An old man looked anxious, looking left and right, but there was no one who had the weight to speak.

Nie Fan whipped the young man away, didn't care about anything else, threw away the whip in his hand, turned around and continued to walk forward.

Nie Fan's action made the people who were worried about him just now stunned, and someone said to himself, "What an arrogant young man......"

Everyone else is also suspicious, hit someone and turn away, is this young man ignorant or fearless?

"Fellow Daoist, should you give me an explanation?" Nie Fan didn't take a few steps, and a young man of about thirty walked out of the flying boat, dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, looking at Nie Fan with an indifferent face, and his eyes were beating with murderous intent.

"What do you want?" Nie Fan turned around and looked at the young man.

"You hit my man." The young man stated to Nie Fan, as if he thought that Nie Fan really did not realize his 'mistake'.

"I'm self-defense." Nie Fan's expression was calm and said.

The young man shook his head and said, "The person who beat me will give me an explanation after all." ”

"And if I get drawn, will you give me an explanation?" Nie Fan looked at the young man and said.

"No, it won't." The young man said with an indifferent and cold expression.

Nie Fan looked at him, nodded, and said, "If I say I won't, what are you going to do?" ”

"Looks like you're confident." The young man looked at Nie Fan, and then a long whip with golden light and thorns appeared in his hand.

boom

After the young man finished speaking, the long whip was as fast as lightning, like a golden poisonous snake, slashing towards the top of Nie Fan's head, the golden light was shining, and the cold was pressing.

Nie Fan stepped on the golden whip at his feet when he raised his foot, looked at the young man who didn't know his name, and said, "I forgot to tell you that I don't like Ling Wuya very much." ”

After speaking, Nie Fan stomped his right foot suddenly, and a terrifying force surged from the golden whip towards the young man.

The young man's face changed slightly, and he intuitively felt that his chest had been hit hard, and he snorted, and a bloodshot gushed out of the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.

Poof

Without waiting for him to react, Nie Fan's figure flashed, and his right hand was like a knife, directly slashing at the top of his head in the air.

It was too fast, and the young man's pupils opened suddenly, but he didn't have time to react at all, only to see a white light flash above his head.

At the moment when it was dark in front of him, a thought flashed in his heart: I am a palace-level fifth-order powerhouse, how could I die like this......

But the truth didn't allow him to think about it, and his body had involuntarily fallen downward.

Nie Fan didn't think he had anything worth searching his body, and looked at the flying boat that was still floating in the void and was made of gold, his body moved, and he jumped in.

He was not familiar with the flying boat, but the magic weapon ** control principle was similar, Nie Fan groped for a few minutes and then urged the flying boat to fly towards the snow mountain, leaving a group of stunned people.

From Nie Fan's dialogue with this young man, to the young man's attack on Nie Fan, and then being killed by Nie Fan, it was only a very short time, but it was just such a little time, the young master of the small world of Mangshan, the powerhouse of the fifth order of the palace level, fell like this, so that everyone was a little unable to return to their senses.

"He's just gone?" Someone finally came to their senses, looked at the flying boat with only one point of light left, and muttered to themselves.

Everyone else was also stunned, that young man kept killing the young master of Mangshan, and also snatched his flying boat, swaggering towards the snow mountain, didn't he know that the master of Mangshan, the father of the young master who was killed by him, was already in the small world of the snow mountain?

"Do you know who he is?" Someone finally asked, to be able to kill a palace-level fifth-order powerhouse so casually, he must be a famous person, right?

But no one responded to him, in the ancient martial arts world of the earth, Nie Fan was naturally famous, but in all worlds, close to the circle of innate powerhouses, Nie Fan's name was actually not very special.

"Quick, get out of here!" Suddenly, someone came to their senses, shouted and turned and fled quickly.

More people also came to their senses, shouted and shouted, and galloped in different directions.

And not long after these left, a rough middle-aged man in the small world of the snow mountain let out an angry roar, and rushed out of the small world of the snow mountain desperately, rushing here as fast as possible.

Nie Fan didn't care about this, the flying boat was much faster than his sky, shuttling in the void at a high speed, even the shadow was blurry, and he couldn't see clearly, and soon appeared not far from the gate of the small world of the snow mountain.

It is a magnificent and magnificent waterfall that descends from the sky and falls into a huge pool that is bubbling with a white chill.

There were a lot of people gathered around, some scattered, some gathered together, some talking and laughing, obviously all of them were people who came to 'congratulate the gift'.

Nie Fan didn't move, retracted the flying boat, and looked at this waterfall from the sky, he knew how to open it, but entering it like this would be too conspicuous, and it would also cause confusion.

With a deep groan, Nie Fan stood still, observing the surroundings.

After more than half a year, the worlds of all sizes seem to have gradually stabilized, and more and more monks can come out, and their cultivation is getting higher and higher. There are no more than 100 people gathered here, but there are more than 10 innate powerhouses.

The small world of the snow mountain has a very special status in the big and small worlds, most of them are women, and several of them are very special, and the big and small worlds like to marry the snow mountains, so that for hundreds of years, anyone can foresee the influence of the snow mountains.

"Do you know, the young master of Mangshan was killed on the road?" Someone gloated and said that he had just learned the news, with a smile on his face, and his expression was quite happy, obviously he had also been angry with them.

"Hehe, Mangshan hugged Moshan's **, I don't know who is going to suffer this time......"

"This is not necessarily, according to the people at the time, the person who shot only had two breaths to end up with the young master, you say, will Mangshan kick the iron plate this time?"

"Not necessarily, the young master of Moshan is also here, and he can't say that he will stand up for them, this time Moxue's marriage is interesting......"

"Who killed my son, stand up!" Just as these people were talking, a rough middle-aged man strode from behind everyone, and his voice was like thunder and bombing, and the killing machine was churning. (To be continued.) )