Nangong Fan tapped the ground with his toes, jumped up and easily flew out ten feet away. Even at such speed, he didn't make the slightest sound when he ran. It is like a ghost walking in the night, floating between the dragon cities.

Nangong Fan escaped from Dragon City at a very fast speed and headed all the way towards Panlong Mountain. Even now, he didn't dare to easily cross the Forest of Terror to the north. The roads reclaimed by the predecessors are still safer in comparison.

The route traveled like this reminded Nangong Fan of the first time he left Dragon City and went to the end of the capital. Revisiting the old place is a lot of fun.

At the same time that Nangong Fan escaped from Dragon City, in the courtyard of the Qing family, the old man's chair was bathed in moonlight, and the sound of vicissitudes on it sounded faintly, revealing a trace of nostalgia, as if he was recalling his eventful years.

"The heart of a young man is higher than the sky, out of the ancient city, and in the world. On a moonlit night, people fall like grass, blowing strong winds, sweeping Liuhe. ”

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Although Panlong Mountain breeds bandits, Dragon City is now the center of disputes, and even these daring bandits do not dare to stay near Dragon City easily.

Besides, how did the bandits survive?

The support of the powerful people behind it is a great reason, and now that Longcheng is the hall of the black family, who will stand behind the bandits? Even if someone in the black family has this crooked mind, they will not dare to do so in this sensitive period.

Being able to rob homes is also the foundation of the survival of bandits, under the blockade of the last dynasty, Dragon City has almost become a lonely city, how can there be merchants who come and go to rob them?

Therefore, today's Panlong Mountain lacks the atmosphere of slaughter that permeated the air when it first arrived, but even so, Nangong Fan also watched it with relish.

The sound of the waterfall crashing into the lake sounded in his ears, and in the sound of the wind, the leaves fluttered, which made Nangong Fan can't help but slow down.

As long as he breaks through the legend, with the speed of his cultivation, he may soon be able to reach consummation, and at that time, as long as he settles down in the lower realm, he will choose to ascend here, how can he have time to revisit his hometown?

Nangong Fan enjoyed this rare leisure, imagining the bits and pieces when he walked out of Dragon City, and couldn't help but smile. But without the bandits, I still feel that something is missing after all.

Nangong Fan's pace of progress paused slightly, and he came to something when he thought of something, and his eyes couldn't help but be more interesting, "In this case, are there still bandits who fall into the grass?"

He felt a cold murderous aura, and with his current strength, he could easily detect that there was an ambush in the road ahead.

Thoughts surged. Everything ahead unfolded in his mind.

"More than one person?"

Nangong Fan groaned slightly, his body gently drilled into the woods next to him, there was no hanging, there would be a sound spreading, as a body cultivator, he could perfectly control everything about himself, but it was easier to control his body on the ground without making the slightest sound.

Nangong Fan was like a hunter, and slowly walked behind the bandits in ambush on one side of the road. By the light of the moon, he leisurely looked at the bandits in black robes who were perfectly integrated with the surrounding environment.

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth couldn't help but outline a smile. Although I don't know that the outside of Dragon City is empty now, and there are almost no merchants in the past, they are robbing something. Are they ambushing the air?

Nangong Fan's curiosity rose, and he wanted to grab someone and ask.

All the bandits lay motionless among the grass, looking extremely patient, and even some of the giant trees even had figures standing on top of them, their bows and arrows emitting a faint glow, aiming at the road.

"It's all martial saints. ”

Nangong Fan couldn't help but be a little stunned after a slight observation, what kind of bandit force can have such strength? Doubts flashed in his heart, could it be that these people are not bandits? Then why they are ambushed here is very debatable.

Who can let so many martial saints ambush, there are only people from the black family in this hundred miles!

Nangong Fan's body slowly came to the side of an archer. The hand is like a python, and it can easily pull a person in front of him.

Nangong Fan could clearly see the stunned eyes of the person in front of him, as if he couldn't believe how he appeared beside him, and before he could ask a question, a little green liquid slipped from the corner of his mouth.

The archer had poison between his teeth, and when he saw that he was captured alive, he bit off his teeth without saying a word, and the poison burst out directly in his mouth, and he tilted his head and returned to the west.

Nangong Fan's eyes showed blood, although he didn't say it explicitly, but seeing the stunned eyes that flashed after this person was caught by him, he also faintly felt that this group of people was coming for him.

Before he could react, the attackers shrouded in his divine thoughts all turned around and attacked him without hesitation.

Four rays of rainbow light flashed in the night, flashing with a fierce aura, streaking across the sky and shooting out.

Nangong Fan's eyes flashed, and his body quickly dissipated in place.

The rainbow light bombarded the place where Nangong Fan had just stood, and the explosion sounded, and the thick roots of the tree broke in half without making the slightest resistance.

Nangong Fan's body appeared beside another archer, who had just put on another bow and arrow, still looking for the location of the target. He felt himself soar to his feet, and he saw his body stiffen and fall from between the branches.

Is this what it feels like to ascend to heaven?

Nangong Fan raised his sword and fell, and the two archers returned to the west.

The other archers rebuked and loosened their bowstrings again. Even on the other side of the road, there was the sound of bowstrings.

A loud shout resounded through the forest.

Nangong Fan looked at the attacker who came from the ground, his eyes flashing fiercely. These attackers, taking care of each other, are like a whole, although they are not as powerful as the battle array, but they are also a bit tricky for others.

What's more, since it is possible to target him, maybe these people in front of him are just dragging themselves.

After all, this place is close to Dragon City, and no one wants this famous city to show its true strength at this time, even if the end of the Heavenly Seal comes in person, he has to think about whether he can resist the wrath of Dragon City for a long time.

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth cracked, such a collective similar to a battle formation was the easiest for him to solve with the law of gravity, and he only needed to shroud the person he was targeting into the realm. Let that person have a different frequency than others, and easily tear up everything in front of him.

"Just trying to hold yourself back? The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth revealed ridicule, he had just targeted the archers first, and it was only because these archers were buzzing around like mosquitoes, and a negligence would be stung by the archers who were known for their explosive output.

Nangong Fan walked towards the rushing crowd, his speed was as fast as lightning, and there were faint green rays flashing on the soles of his feet, pressing straight ahead with a violent momentum.

There is a red mang looming around Nangong Fan, this is the purest fire, the power brought by the law of fire.

The law of fire that Nangong Fan comprehended is extremely simple, that is, burning, the wind helps the fire, the fire rises and the wind is mighty, the wind and fire are blended, and the simplicity is sublimated.

In the eyes of the attackers, Nangong Fan seemed to suddenly turn into a fireball with a violent momentum, as if they were smashing straight in, they were like hungry wolves, there was no panic in their eyes, and they stopped together in a unified pace.

Not only that, but they also took out a long chain-like artifact from between their pitch-black sleeve robes, on which the cold light flickered, faintly with the brilliance of a spiritual weapon. Roaring and throwing in front of them.

The brilliance flashed, connected into one, and there was a kind of overwhelming momentum. An inexplicable aura of wonder also shot out from it, enveloping it.

Nangong Fan actually felt that his body couldn't help but feel a little heavier, although it was not as good as his gravity realm, but it also had some merits.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but admire the strangeness of this standard equipment, just with this miracle, maybe he could really trap some legends, if this legend was not enough, a negligence, and even the danger of death.

The rainbow light shot out, and with their previous experience, Nangong Fan's speed at this time would definitely drop a lot, and it was a target to escape. At such a distance, even if there are trees as a shield, they can hit every shot.

The chain and the arrow light came together in almost no particular order.

Nangong Fan's hair stood on end all over his body, and this feeling of danger inexplicably gave him a sense of comfort, and even the barrier of legend fluctuated under it. He even wished that the storm would come more violently. It's best to let his spiritual power break through directly to the legend under this pressure.

Although Nangong Fan felt comfortable, he didn't intend to directly withstand all the attacks that came. That's not looking for a breakthrough, that's looking for death in a fancy way.

He can only hope that the people who attacked him in this layout can be more powerful, and the offensive is best wave after wave, maybe he will really break through like this. After all, to be honest, the person in front of him is not enough for him to kill!

Nangong Fan's whole body flashed with golden light, and he reached the legendary body one step ahead, giving him the guarantee that he could face any danger. It was like forming a firm protective shield in his body, so that he was not afraid of any danger. The long sword in his hand danced lightly, and his body continued to rush forward like a cannonball, even a few points faster than just now.

The gravity field quietly emerged, and the iron chains shrouded like a sky net couldn't help but sink, this material was already extremely heavy, and then from the gravity field to the sideways foot, the attackers felt that what they were holding in their hands was no longer a sharp weapon that could be manipulated freely, but like an incomparably heavy mountain.

Hurt yourself before you hurt others.

They had to use more spiritual power in their bodies to raise the chains in their hands, and they thought that as long as they held on for about ten seconds, the legend would be that the adults would come, and they would be done.

At the moment when they slightly adjusted the iron chain in their hands, Nangong Fan stepped on the iron chain, and there were ripples, and the frost began to spread on the iron chain.

Nangong Fan deliberately used the newly comprehended law, but the legendary flesh still caused a crushing result. The attackers had just stabilized the chains in their hands, and they couldn't help but sink, and the spread of the frost made them feel a little stiff, as if even their thoughts were becoming extremely slow with it.

The sound of breaking the air came in the blink of an eye, but it bombarded the air, even so, the entire ground couldn't help but sink a lot, and the power of various attributes was intertwined in it.

The destructive power caused by this bow and arrow, even if it is another three or five days, the Martial Emperor and his ilk will suffer heavy losses in this spiritual power turbulence.

In the blink of an eye, Nangong Fan rushed into the crowd of attackers.

Playing with something like a domain in front of him is tantamount to playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth outlined a cruel smile, his hand turned slightly, the sword flowed, the wind whispered, the fire shone, and the ice condensed.

Wind, fire, and ice, the seeds of the three immature laws swayed and fluttered, and the brilliance on the sword body flowed, turning into blood. It's so bright that it makes you feel terrified.

I saw the blood outline, like a lotus flower painted in place, so beautiful that people forget everything, so beautiful that people understand that death can be so wonderful.

Nangong Fan stood in place, slightly stunned, he looked down at the long sword in his hand, the long sword was groaning, and the long sword was wriggling.

Nangong Fan's eyes were bloody, and his gaze swept around.

As soon as he rushed to the center of the crowd, he felt like a demon devouring everything around him as soon as his rough sword technique unfolded.

Today, the ground is neatly constructed, and only about 20 black clothes are quietly spread on the ground.

Twenty chains slumped to the ground under his feet, and there was no such strange feeling. There is no blood, there is no sea, only a piece of tranquility. It was as if the figure that had just stood was his hallucination.

Nangong Fan was slightly in a trance, as if his physical body had broken through at the same time, after experiencing several killings, this black dragon sword had become even more ferocious. is going farther and farther in the direction of the fierce sword.