I heard the mournful cry and Fan Twelve's cold, anxious word "go".

At this time, Mu Tong didn't care about hiding his clumsiness, and when he picked up his nephew Mu Qiu, he performed "shrinking the ground into inches", and slipped away first, behind him was Shao Wei, who was also carrying Mo Qing on his back, and he had almost recovered after resting, so he was responsible for Mo Qing who was carrying the forked qi on his back and was pranayama.

Fan Twelve looked at the four people who had run away because of his own words, and his face of the ice cube that had not changed for thousands of years under the hat couldn't help but twitch.

It's realistic, if you leave, you really don't care about me, I didn't see that I was injured!

Alas, you shouldn't have been in this troubled water!

Fan Twelve looked back at the enemy reinforcements who were still a hundred zhang away, and then looked at the short and fat old man who was already fifty zhang away, raised his hand to carry the sword again, raised the scabbard to his chest, and placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword, took a deep breath, and adjusted his breathing rate.

"Sword Momentum, One Sword Light Chills Kyushu!"

"Click. ”

The scabbard rang, the long sword was unsheathed by a fifth, and an astonishing sharp aura rushed towards the short and fat old man who rushed towards him.

And the old man, who was originally imposing, had already slowed down when he saw Fan Twelve's posture of preparing to draw his sword, and the upside-down iron rod was even more forcefully pressed into the ground for three points, plowing out a long ravine as thick as an arm!

When Fan Twelve's sword was half-unsheathed, he saw a sword mountain rushing towards him, and the cold and sharpness that seemed to be like ten thousand swords were coming to him made the blood in his body freeze.

"Ghost Technique, Evil Ghost Shaking Mountain!"

Unable to suppress the fear in his heart any longer, the short and fat old man jumped up and jumped more than a foot high, and the long stick that was originally upside down was lifted high by him, and smashed towards the sword mountain with a whistling sound. Behind him, a demonic phantom faintly appeared, and he pounced on Sword Mountain with his teeth and claws!

"Boom!"

"Poof~"

After the short and fat old man's black stick touched Fan Twelve's sword, it exploded directly, and the old man was directly blown out.

There's no way, melee and ranged skills collide, and it's always a little bit of a loss in melee.

The huge demon phantom resisted the huge sword mountain, but in the end, it was pierced by the sword mountain and disappeared in the void.

And after Sword Mountain eliminated the evil ghost phantom, it only knocked the old man away, and then dissipated between heaven and earth.

With a sword achievement, Fan Twelve couldn't hold it anymore, stumbled under his feet, and then turned around and left.

To use a move that cannot be used is to destroy the enemy by 1,000 and damage 800 by yourself.

Now his Xuan power is empty, his steps are floating, the tiger's mouth is cracked, and the sword made of cold iron in the deep sea has long been shattered into slag in the scabbard. The scabbard was already cracked, and if it wasn't for the hand, it would have broken into pieces and fallen to the ground.

But he still held on, turned around and left step by step with his sword.

In fact, he wanted to throw away the goods in his hand that had become scrap iron filings, but in order to scare the pursuers, he could only keep calmly turning around and leaving, even if the corners of his mouth were bleeding at this time, he did not dare to show the slightest fatigue.

He knew that if he couldn't stop the pursuers, then none of the five of them would be able to leave.

This is why he used a trick that he couldn't master, and he also seriously injured the old man who led the charge.

That's right, because of Fan Twelve's amazing sword, the three elders of one of the two Heavenly Masters led by the Zhu family's reinforcements were severely damaged, so that the other Heavenly Master Elder had to stop the pursuit and stop the group of Earth Master Xuan Masters behind him who wanted to "send them to death".

He caught the short and fat old man who was hit hard for the first time, looked at the three elders in his arms, and the three elders Zhu Ganglie, who controlled the qi condensation formation and ancient secret techniques, at this time, he was actually covered in blood holes, his breath was sluggish, and he obviously lost half his life in one move, where did he dare to pursue the swordsman in front of him who was light and light, and had the posture of a top master!

That's right, this is definitely a first-class swordsman.

Martial artists in the world use swords a lot, but it doesn't mean that you can be called a swordsman with a few sword handles.

Swordsman is the name given to those who have walked out of their style in the way of the sword.

Every swordsman is an invincible existence of the same level, he may not be a top master, maybe just a mystic, but he can still cross the level against the enemy and attack the unparalleled. Unless you use a realm far beyond the opponent to suppress the opponent, otherwise, the swordsman of the same realm is definitely the most lethal. Basically, only the swordsmen who are also geniuses, or the Tianjiao who has mastered secret techniques, can compete with them.

And now, his strength is a little worse than that of the three elders, and behind him is just a group of subordinates who run errands, how can he be the opponent of the swordsman on the other side, the other party has a clear attitude to let these people stop chasing, and if they chase again, it will be life and death!

He didn't know that Fan Twelve at this time was already strong and middle-class, and he was in vain.

Handing over the three elders to his subordinates to deal with his injuries, he looked at the swordsman who had already gone away, and asked loudly: "Friend, do you dare to leave your name, and my Zhu family will come to ask for advice in the future!"

It's just that he regretted it as soon as he said this, isn't he looking for death?

I can't beat people, why are you talking about this, do you want to die with cruel words?

Fan Twelve paused and stopped, making the four elders of the Zhu family who were watching him from a distance behind him mention in their hearts, really afraid that he would turn around and give himself a sword.

However, where did Fan Twelve still have that strength, he forcibly refused to let his voice change tone, and spit out a sentence coolly. Then he walked away without looking back.

"My name is Fan Twelve, a reckless one, waiting for the Zhu family at any time!"

Hearing Fan Twelve's cold and concise reply, the four elders of the Zhu family breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

It seems that he is safe, but where did this Fan Twelve come from. Is there such a powerful swordsman in the world? Why has he never heard of it in the past few decades? Could it be some kind of hidden master?

Looking through his memories from decades ago, there have been many outstanding swordsmen in the past few decades, but he has never seen anyone who can rely on the strength of the Heavenly Master to severely damage the three elders who are also in the Heavenly Master Realm with one move.

Could it be......

He suddenly thought of those sect demons, and suddenly shuddered, it can't be so coincidental, right?

Although his Zhu family claims to be comparable to a first-class sect, his background is a little worse after all.

The ancestor of the Zhu family founded the Zhu family, but he only relied on his own strength, and after thousands of years of hard work by his ancestors, he had the Zhu family of the Mighty Shengwu Kingdom.

But the people's sect was founded by a group of powerful people, and after tens of thousands of years, which is comparable to these small families. Even some declining second-rate and third-rate sects have a thicker background than his Zhu family.

It can be said that there may only be a few earth masters in a 10,000-year-old third-rate sect, but his Zhu family will never have a personal vendetta with such a sect unless it is absolutely necessary.

Because even if the Zhu family had the strength to destroy the other party, the result would be a miserable victory.

The life-saving things left over from the inheritance of other sects, it is absolutely no problem to destroy a few heavenly masters of the Zhu family.

That's the horror of the underbelly.

And this Fan Twelve obviously has this kind of background, otherwise how could that terrifying move be so indifferent.

The ghost skill of the three elders is one of the three great skills of their Zhu family, and it is one of the three unique ghost skills of the Zhu family.

And the third elder is even more talented, he has learned all three ghost skills, the great elder can only make two moves, and the second elder can only make one move. If it weren't for the fact that the three elders didn't have the intention of fighting for power and profit, then the position of the great elder didn't know who would sit.

But that's it, the three elders were also defeated by that Fan Twelve's sword, and the other party's sword was not completely unsheathed.

The four elders didn't dare to imagine that if the other party's sword was completely unsheathed, would they already be able to wait for the people of the Zhu family to collect the corpse?

It's scary to think about!