What's even more strange is that these people have to look at him a few more times every time they see him, and some of them have smiles on their faces, and they laugh in the air.

Then, the people sped up and disappeared, and then there were no bald or short-haired people in front of them, as if they had evaporated from the world.

"Young Master Han, it doesn't seem right. Luo Zixuan and Han Feiran slowed down, and finally stood still, vigilantly scanning the surroundings, they seemed to be being targeted.

This place is less than a hundred meters away from the advanced cultivation ground, and you will be able to see Shentu Fengqian soon, don't have an accident.

"Do you have a treasure on you?" Han Feiran turned his head sharply to stare at Luo Zixuan, it didn't make sense, it didn't make sense at all, he didn't know any of the people who greeted him with a smile before.

If you are not mistaken, more than half of it are people from Qinggu Mansion, how can he have an affair with people from Qinggu Mansion.

"No, although I followed Commander Shentu, and Commander Shentu promised that he would not treat me badly after I went out, but I don't have any treasures on my body now. Luo Zixuan looked dazed.

"That's weird. Han Feiran was puzzled.

Just when Han Feiran and Luo Zixuan suspected that they were making a fuss, more than 20 bald or short-haired people walked out around the dense forest, including some girls.

There were also thirty people from various forces in the back, surrounding Han Feiran and Luo Zixuan in the center, each with anger and killing intent in their eyes.

A crowd separated, and the disciples who walked out of the Biluo Sect were led by the little witch and Ah Feng.

The little witch appeared, and the people around her all avoided it, Tianjiao, one of the strongest people who entered the land of creation this time.

"Little witch?" Han Feiran's lips trembled twice, before entering the Qi of Creation, he had a detailed understanding of the major heavenly pride, knowing who had a good temper and who couldn't be provoked, how did he provoke the little witch?

On the other side, a young man with a long mirror circle walked out, his long hair was scattered to his waist, followed by a group of people, and there were also many bald people.

"Mirror Moon Sect Wu Junxing. Han Feiran's eyelids jumped violently, another Tianjiao, are they all coming at him?

Han Feiran is not a fool, his heart keeps sinking, he knows that something happened, a lot of big things must have happened during his disappearance, and it has something to do with him.

"Wu Junxing?" The little witch and Wu Junxing sandwiched Han Feiran between left and right, giggling.

"What's the matter, your people were robbed by him?" Wu Junxing laughed playfully.

"It's a shame, I was robbed by a guy I don't know, it seems that there are still a lot of victims?" The little witch sneered, then turned her eyes to Han Feiran, and scanned the whole person from top to bottom, this is the shaving maniac rumored by the disciples below? Just to cover up his short hair?

None of her little sisters were spared, and she was shaved bald.

It's a pity that there are already people who are good at painting who have passed on Han Feiran's appearance.

"Digang Realm?" Wu Junxing attached himself to the little witch's ear and said softly, "Do you believe it?"

"Whether it's true or not, we must kill the morale of the stable army. The magic circle in the little witch's hand lit up, and the sound was formed into a line to Wu Junxing's ears.

Wu Junxing also replied in a line: "After investigation, this kid seems to be the person of the ice cube girl in the Meteorite Gate. ”

Wow......

As soon as the words fell, a violent wind struck, and I saw two black snakes rolling, strangling the five people into blood foam.

"Say Cao Cao Cao arrived, I'll go block the ice cube girl, you kill people as soon as possible, this kid may be the ultimate realm of the four knots, if you really have Tianjiao-level strength, don't overturn in the gutter." The corners of the little witch's mouth curved, and she quickly ran towards the blood foam.

There, five people died, revealing a passage, only to see Shentu Fengqian enter with a magic circle in her hand, her expression was cold, and the two black snakes on the magic circle continued to extend, raging everywhere.

Everywhere it touches, whether it is people, trees, or grass, it is all turned into powder.

Beside him, ten four-grade spirit runes stood in the void, burning rapidly, and one after another spiritual magic instantly condensed, hitting the little witch.

The little witch snorted coldly, and while rushing towards Shentu Fengqian, she spread out her palm, and the palm magic circle rotated, and in an instant, thirty four-grade spirit runes appeared and burned.

The two spiritual spells covered the sky, collided wildly, and black snakes intertwined in it.

This is still the spiritual power that cannot be used, and can only rely on the magic circle to fight, the real four-star spiritual cultivation battle, the power is by no means so simple.

"Mirror Circle, up. Wu Junxing saw that the little witch and Shentu Fengqian moved their hands, and the long mirror magic circle behind him fell on its own, floating flat in front of him.

There were three one-brand spirit stones inlaid on it.

Under the activation of the magic circle, the ten major lens voids condensed, surrounding Han Feiran and Luo Zixuan.

"Wu Tianjiao, misunderstanding ......" Seeing Wu Junxing do something to him, Han Feiran's face turned pale with fright, he thought of explaining, but the little witch and Wu Junxing didn't give him a chance to explain, as if he had decided something, and shot directly.

At this life-or-death moment, a strong wind appeared.

"What person?" Wu Junxing turned his head suddenly, and on his side, a spirit rune appeared.

"Smack!"

Whether it is a spirit rune or a top ten lens, they are all smashed with a slap, and the so-called wind is a strong wind brought by a person running wildly.

This person was wrapped in black cloth all over his body, only revealing a pair of eyes, rushed past Wu Junxing, sandwiched Han Feiran under his arm, and disappeared in a few steps.

Comes and goes like the wind.

Wu Junxing's face twitched, such a fast speed, Han Feiran still has a helper?Or is this the real robber? Han Feiran is just a superficial pawn he introduced?

This speed, in the place of creation suppressed by the demon sound, is difficult to catch up.

"Spiritual cultivation? or martial cultivation?" didn't even distinguish this Wu Junxing.

There are also a lot of spiritual techniques that fuse attacks with palms, not necessarily the flesh palms are directly smashed, if it is really the meat palms, how strong is the flesh body?

The four knots are perfect, and the extreme aperture realm is arrogant?

Zong Tianyi?

Wu Junxing's face was gloomy, but it was possible, there was news from the Mirror Moon Sect, and it was very likely that the Sect's Heavenly Will martial arts cultivation was complete.

......

"Brother Zong. Han Feiran only felt that life was changing, Wu Junxing couldn't feel it, he was sandwiched by Shi Yan in the armpit, and Shi Yan was a martial artist.

With such a powerful martial cultivator, looking at the entire land of creation, who else could there be except for the Sect of Heaven?

The surrounding scenery kept regressing, and finally, after a full quarter of an hour, Han Feiran was put down.

As soon as Han Feiran was put down, he clasped his fists with both hands, and said with a solemn expression: "Thank you Brother Zong Feiran, I can't repay you for saving my life, so I can only go back and ask my grandfather to set up a banquet to thank you with a heavy treasure." ”

"You're welcome. Shi Yan took off his black robe, revealing Zong Tianyi's face.

Using Zong Tianyi's face is just to prevent the destruction of the black robe, and it has one more layer of protection, and there is no intention of letting him take the blame.

"How can this be considered polite......" Han Feiran was about to follow Shi Yan's words when he suddenly noticed Shi Yan's hairstyle.

"Short, short hair?" Han Feiran blinked vigorously, looked again to make sure he was not mistaken, and then thought of the many people with short hair or bald heads besieging him, with his IQ, he thought of a lot.