The black mist and the golden light collided together, and only a loud bang was heard, and the aftermath of the impact bounced the two brothers away.

Chen Fanfan vomited blood in his mouth, his face was like white paper, his lips and teeth were pale, his eyes were slightly closed, and he seemed to have passed out. Under the impact, a blood also appeared at the corner of Li Anmin's mouth, he didn't care about the numbness of his arm, raised his sleeve to wipe away the blood at the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly raised his head to look at his younger brother. As soon as he raised his head, he was surprised to find that the black voodoo that had originally stayed on Chen Fanfan's chest had spread out and rushed towards his heart. Li Anmin was anxious, so he quickly stood up and staggered towards Chen Fanfan.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew in Guyan Mountain, the wind was blowing, and a figure flashed by. I saw that this man was a pale old man, with long gray hair stained with patches of grass wool, swaying wildly in the wind. The old man was dressed in rags and a tattered robe full of holes. His back was hunched, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his gray eyebrows hung down on both sides of his eyebrows, which was quite charming. I saw the old man fall in front of Chen Fanfan, and with a slight wave of the big hand behind his back, a vine popped out of his sleeve in an instant, and it swept around Chen Fanfan. The old man didn't stop for a moment, and with a little force on the soles of his feet, his whole body rose into the air, and his toes lightly touched the tall wood branches, like a spirit monkey, jumping into the distance with Chen Fanfan.

The old man appeared and then left with Chen Fanfan, but when he turned around, several people on the side of the boulder were instantly stunned when they saw this scene. Only Li Anmin came back to his senses and saw that the old man was about to leave with his younger brother whose life and death were unknown, Li Anmin was even more anxious in his heart, only to see him start and chase after the old man with all the strength of his body, and yelled eagerly: "Who are you, where are you going to take my brother?" ”

But the old man turned a deaf ear and walked away without looking back.

Under the mixture of anger, Li Anmin took a deep breath, stood up, the beast head on the wrist of his right arm flickered, and the pitch-black netherworld aura rose up at once, and the top of the mist faintly turned into a trace of silver flame. I saw my right hand touch my waist, holding the three-foot Qingfeng Sword, my eyes aimed at the trajectory of the old man's jump, and judged the branch where he landed next, and then let out a low shout, and as soon as I used my strength, I saw the Qingfeng Sword flying out together with the scabbard, and shot straight towards the old man.

Under the blessing of the Netherworld Qi, Li Anmin's right arm swelled a little, the light shone, and the Qingfeng Sword turned into a ray of light, and it rushed straight behind the old man like lightning. Seeing that the Qingfeng sword was like thunder, it was about to hit the target, but it stopped suddenly, the distance from the old man was not too much, but it couldn't get closer than half an inch. The old man turned around calmly, and when he looked at Li Anmin, his narrowed eyes jumped a few times with his eyelids, and with a wave of the old man's sleeve robe, the Qingfeng sword flew out with a swish, and with a ding, it was inserted straight into the ground next to the boulder.

It wasn't until the old man turned around that Li Anmin saw it clearly. I saw that his face was covered with old folds, and his skin was also covered with dark spots that were common in the twilight of the human years, exuding bursts of death intent.

Seeing the Qingfeng sword shooting back, Li Anmin immediately judged that the old man's realm was extremely high, but even so, when he thought that Chen Fanfan, who didn't know life and death, fell into the hands of the old man of unknown origin in front of him, Li Anmin did not advance but retreated. I saw him wave his fist, roar angrily, and rush towards the old man. Seeing that Li Anmin was chasing his heart and not dying, a trace of anger flashed on the old man's face, and he snorted coldly and waved his robe at Li Anmin. A powerful airflow instantly condensed in front of Li Anmin's body, and slammed into the young man's body, Li Anmin didn't have time to resist at all, he was hit by the powerful airflow, only to see Li Anmin's face become distorted in the airflow, and then he was knocked straight out, and hit the boulder behind him with a bang, and spit out a stream of blood with a snort, and then as soon as his body became weak, the whole person slipped off the boulder and sat on the ground. He was unwilling, but he was powerless to resist, so he could only open his eyes and stare at the old man fixedly.

The old man looked at Li Anmin's fierce eyes, the corners of his mouth full of old folds moved slightly, and then he shouted in a deep voice: "Hmph, if you want to know the identity of the old man, if you have the ability, you will catch up." Then the old man looked into the depths of the forest, and then with a soft shout, his robe swung lightly, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

As the old man's figure disappeared, bursts of white mist rose around the boulder in an instant. In the white mist, lightning and thunder roared, and the momentum was huge, as if it were real and illusory.

Hongying and Jiang Tong Yuan looked at the changes around them in amazement, covered their mouths in surprise, and couldn't say a word.

After a while, they let out a lament, seeing the old man far away, they had the heart to stop it, but they were shocked by the old man's strong strength, and they knew that they couldn't do it. Hongying looked deeply at the back of the old man leaving, then turned around and ran in front of Li Anmin. She stretched out her jade hand and put it on Li Anmin's arm, wanting to help him up. But Li Anmin was unmoved, just clenched his fists, and looked at the white clouds that gradually dispersed around the boulder with hatred in his eyes. Jiang Tong and Yuan Liu also walked over at this moment, and the fog became thicker and thicker, faintly enveloping the boulder

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