"Help." The old man at the ground level shouted, as the elder of the Qingding Gate, the old man never thought that he would call him like this in front of his apprentice, but at this time, he realized that his life was far more important than this face.

None of the surrounding Qingding Sect disciples dared to step forward, and the old man who was fighting against Zhi Xue Qingai saw the scene here, and was taken aback, and stepped up his pursuit of Zhi Xue Qingai.

"Didn't you always want to hunt me down? There is no shame in cultivating at this point. ”

More than a dozen wind blades passed, and the old man was chopped in pieces, bringing out 5 hatred points.

Originally, he found out that Jiang Fan was a ground-level martial artist and would use a weird flying sword, but the old man couldn't have so much hatred, and it was not that Jiang Fan didn't want to pull these two people into hatred, and he didn't have time at all.

There is also a prefecture-level martial artist waiting for him, and these terrifying high-level martial artists, even if they take a breath, they will be very troublesome, Jiang Fan can only choose to kill the old man.

"Ahh

A scream came, and Zhi Xue Qingai was shot down by the old man who stepped up the attack, Jiang Fan flew into the air and hugged Zhi Xue Qingai and fell to the ground.

"Senior brother, junior brother." The white-bearded old man looked at the dead old man and cried out loudly, looking at Jiang Fan with hateful eyes.

"You, what despicable means did you use to kill my junior brother." The white-bearded old man shouted angrily, and the hatred rating rose to 8.

"Hint, successfully pull 8,000 hatred points, reach 50,000 hatred points, complete the main quest, get 500 attribute points, please assign."

"Uncle Shi be careful, that kid used a very weird little sword, which seemed to be able to turn in the air without warning, and the second uncle was injured by that little sword." A Qingding Sect disciple shouted at the white-bearded old man.

The white-bearded old man frowned and looked at Jiang Fan. Jiang Fan smiled slightly, and simply didn't hide it, a small sword appeared above his head, jumping with mysterious power, like a musical note in the air.

Everyone was amazed that this little sword, especially Zhi Xue Qingai beside her, was simply angry and shocked, it was this little sword that seriously injured herself at the bottom of the sea, and she didn't expect this little sword to turn at that time.

And now I finally feel it, although the little sword exudes an aura of mystery. But between Xiaojian and Jiang Fan's body. There is no energy distribution, as if it is just jumping out of thin air, with its own consciousness.

Such a strange weapon, it is the first time that Zhi Xueqing has seen it. I don't know how Jiang Fan controls this little sword.

Such a strange little sword without warning. It can greatly increase Jiang Fan's combat power. No wonder Jiang Fan only had a reluctant ground-level cultivation, but he defeated the old man who was almost at the second level of the prefecture just now.

But this little sword is weird, but the trick is always inferior to the king's way. Now the white-bearded old man is at the third level of the prefecture, not only is his cultivation higher than that of the old man just now, but he has already known Jiang Fan's killer skills in advance.

He is a middle ninja, which is only equivalent to the Xuan level of Gu Wu, and he can still do it if he escapes, and he can't resist the old man's tricks at all in a head-on fight, not to mention that he is injured now.

Jiang Fan's killer feature was predicted, and with Jiang Fan's cultivation, Zhi Xueqing didn't think that Jiang Fan could take advantage of the white-bearded old man in front of him.

"Hmph, it looks like that little sword is a treasure, the old man smiled." The white-bearded old man shouted loudly and attacked Jiang Fan directly, and the powerful force forced Zhi Xue Qingai to hurriedly retreat.

"Hint, the mana amount is successfully allocated, the mana amount is changed to 1020 points, and when you reach the archmage level, do you want to continue to allocate attribute points......"

The sound of the ring came, the flying sword made a jingling sound in the air, Jiang Fan and the flying sword struck the white-bearded old man up and down, the white-bearded old man had an expectation of the flying sword, although the trajectory was weird, but with a strong internal force defense, the flying sword could not get close to the old man's body at all.

The old man freed up other internal forces and launched a stormy attack on Jiang Fan.

"I didn't expect you to be at the prefecture level, but it's a pity that it's a little worse."

After the white-bearded old man blocked the flying sword, he pressed Jiang Fan with all his internal force, and there was a difference of two small levels, in front of the high-level realm of the ground level, the time required for cultivation and the resources required for the two small levels were not the same as the small level gap between the yellow level and the Xuan level.

The gap between the internal forces of the two directly made Jiang Fan retreat, and the danger was full of dangers, and Zhi Xueqing in the distance was wondering if to leave now, if he waited for the white-bearded old man to kill Jiang Fan, he would definitely not be able to escape.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the flying sword, which had been restrained by the white-bearded old man, suddenly forcibly broke through the old man's internal qi barrier, and a sword entered and exited the old man's left waist and right waist, and a thick stream of blood gushed out.

The old man who was attacking violently suddenly suffered a heavy blow and was unstable on his footing, Jiang Fan's silver electric whip wrapped around him, grabbed the old man's arm, and ripped the old man's arm off at once, and blood splattered.

Zhi Xue Qingai and the disciples of the Qingding Sect were shocked, the disciples of the Qingding Sect did not believe that the two elders of their own sect had died at the hands of such an unknown young man.

If they knew that the elder of Senior Uncle Li also died at the hands of Jiang Fan, they would probably be even more surprised.

What Zhi Xueqing loves to be shocked is Jiang Fan's flying sword, what kind of weapon is that? According to his own induction, the amount of force brought out just now is not inferior to the amount of force at the ground level, and the trajectory is extremely strange.

Anyone who fights against Jiang Fan, beware of such a flying sword, it is impossible to fight with all his strength, and Jiang Fan's combat power will be greatly improved.

And for those martial artists who are completely unguarded against Jiang Fan, they may be fatal by one move, they were not at the bottom of the sea last time, the water is their own paradise, and they will definitely not be able to escape.

"You ......" The white-bearded old man whose arm was cut off couldn't even think of a point to stop the bleeding, he was unwilling, obviously Jiang Fan's cultivation was inferior to himself, he won by small means, and he didn't lose in strength, which made him hate a lot.

The aggro rating rises by 12 points again to 20 points.

"What? Aren't you going to break me to pieces? Doesn't it depend on how hard my life is? What's wrong? You got up and fought me. ”

"Despicable and shameless, do you dare to confront the old man head-on?" The white-bearded old man glared at Jiang Fan angrily.

"Head to head? Is it worth your broken cultivation? I'll tell you......"

"The kid dares to kill my Qingdingmen elder and look for death." In the air, a majestic voice came, the sound reverberated throughout the valley, and Jiang Fan and Zhi Xue Qingai's faces changed greatly at the same time.

"Oh no, it's that guy here."

Jiang Fan suddenly thought of the strong force he felt last night, and he shouldn't be that person's opponent now.

"Greetings to the master."

All the disciples of the Qingding Sect bowed down, and the white-bearded old man looked at Jiang Fan fiercely, in his eyes, Jiang Fan was already a dead man. (To be continued......)