Lin Fan raised his eyes and looked at them, his eyes were straight. There was an incomparably beautiful girl standing in front of her, compared to those stars who had the beauty on the camera through various makeup, but this girl was a hibiscus with clear water, and she couldn't see any traces of makeup.

With her natural and beautiful eyebrows, with her faint smiling face, and proud figure, she is really a rare beauty.

"Big brother, I'm Wang Xiaoyu, do you remember what happened at the door of Wanjia Hotel?" Wang Xiaoyu saw him looking at him with a stupid and appreciative gaze, and said with a smile.

Lin Fanjian frowned, thought about it very hard, and after half a sound, he realized that it was you..."

Lin Fan thought of the beautiful woman in sportswear who was rescued by himself that day, and sighed in his heart, this beauty's dressing style was really versatile, and she didn't recognize it for a while.

When Wang Xiaoyu saw him remember, he smiled with a spring breeze, bowed his head slightly, and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a gust of wind descended from the sky down the alley, and ten meters away from them, an old man wearing a white Hanfu appeared.

"Who?" Lin Fan suddenly felt a slight chill all over his body, and asked with a frown.

"You are Lin Fan, how do you look at you, you are a mortal" Huang Yixian's face showed surprise, he was so thin that he could defeat someone who was several times stronger than him, is this guy really an ordinary person?

"No, old man, you recognize the wrong person" Lin Fan turned his head to look at it, and hurriedly said solemnly, saying in his heart that he had very few enemies, except for Huang Ziquan, there was no one else, he immediately thought that this person was sent by Huang Ziquan, but what Lin Fan didn't expect was that he actually sent a cultivator.

"Little doll, don't lie to people, you've been running around the streets for the past two days, right! How do you want to die, tell me" Huang Yixian raised his eyebrows coldly, and his anger was even stronger.

Lin Fan was stunned in his heart, the yin qi emanating from this guy's body was too heavy, he was not a righteous path cultivator, he was like a demon cultivator.

In heaven and earth, there is yin and yang, there is righteousness and there must be reverse, and in the cultivation realm, there are also righteous path cultivators and demon cultivators who practice demonic spells.

"Old guy, you want to kill Brother Lin Fan, is it because I don't exist?"

Wang Xiaoyu naturally guessed that Lin Fan was not an ordinary person, he should also be a person from the cultivation realm, she secretly scolded herself for being stupid, how could a thin ordinary person beat three strong people.

At this time, Lin Fan turned his head and saw that Wang Xiaoyu's right hand was covered with a small white flower, emitting a faint white light, illuminating the alley.

Huang Yixian was frightened, and did not retreat, at this time, he saw that the flower was windless and automatic, and in an instant, a flower was torn apart, and the petals were white, flying towards him quickly.

Huang Yixian took a few steps back, and erected a mantra with one palm, the top of his head was like rippling water, the space was twisted, and a cyan stick flew out of it, blocking it in front of him, and those petals that shot out were in contact with the cyan light of the wooden stick, and most of them were blocked, but there were still a few pieces of it that passed by.

"Girl, you are looking for death..."Huang Yixian, who was almost injured, changed his face and said angrily.

Immediately afterwards, the wooden stick floating in the air was summoned back to his hand, and with a grip on it, he pushed it forward, and an eerie strange wind suddenly appeared, and Wang Xiaoyu and the two were instantly sucked by the strange wind to a foot in front of Huang Yixian.

Huang Yixian's withered face showed a smile, and the five fingers of the withered hand holding the magic weapon of the wooden stick flicked away gently, only to see Wang Xiaoyu's body like a fallen leaf, flying forward five meters, falling to the ground, and spitting out a mouthful of blood with a pale face, she struggled to support herself, but she couldn't hold on for three seconds, and then fainted.

"Little doll, it's your turn" Huang Yixian grabbed Lin Fan's neck with his left hand, lifted him in the air like a hulu, and said coldly.

"Old fellow... You killed me, and you'll regret it... My master... Definitely... For me... Revenge" Lin Fan was in a panic in the face of death, and he had no other way to threaten.

Lin Fan, who was about to suffocate, silently thought in his heart, God, Lord Buddha, could it be that I, a handsome and kind young man, died before I went crazy, his grandmother's, I am not reconciled!

"Regret, huh, I'll see if your soul is pure or not, and if you can use it for sacrifice," Huang Yixian took out a talisman and dipped it on the center of his eyebrows.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and chanted a mantra, and the yellow spell suddenly lit up, and a blue electric current flowed into Lin Fan's whole body.

"Ahh

After a minute like this, Huang Yixian's face suddenly showed a look of ecstasy, and he was surprised, and said, "Oh my God!

Huang Yixian's dry and calloused hand slowly let go of a trace of strength, and at this time, the electricity flowed all over his body again, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain on his skin, which was Lin Fan's first feeling.

"It's really the same body of the Demon Dao..."Huang Yixian couldn't help but cry out in his mouth, it seems that Lin Fan's body is really different from others.

"Okay, I'll run the mantra again..."Although Huang Yixian wanted to endure it to prevent himself from being overjoyed, there was still a fanatical look in his eyes.

Lin Fan couldn't help but be stunned when he saw his fanatical eyes.

Huang Yixian hurriedly put his other hand on his dantian.

Lin Fan felt that Huang Yixian's hands trembled slightly at this moment, and his face was excited.

"Yes, yes, it's been a thousand years, the Demon Dao is the same, this is what I've been looking for, it can't be wrong!haha......"

Huang Yixian's eyes suddenly widened, and he laughed loudly, his eyes staring at him tightly, as if he was looking at a rare treasure, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

Lin Fan saw the crazy look on his face, and couldn't help but feel stunned in his heart, what happened to this old guy, the situation is not good!

"Good, very good. Huang Yixian saw his horror from the look on Lin Fan's face, and only then did he realize that he had forgotten a little, and as soon as he closed his mouth, he immediately stopped laughing.

At this moment, Lin Fan's inspiration flashed, and he suddenly remembered something? The restless and spiritually charged flying sword in his brain seemed to sense his thoughts, and his face was happy.

At this time, the white light on Lin Fan's forehead flickered, and a three-foot-long flying sword, with a sad roar, rushed out of it and stabbed towards Huang Yixian's head.

Huang Yixian's white eyebrows furrowed, his divine sense swept away, and he said that it was too late, and he flew ten meters upside down like lightning, avoiding Lin Fan's flying sword in a thrilling way.

With a "boom", the flying sword pierced into the dirt, and the dust flew for a while.

"You are an immortal level cultivator..."Huang Yixian's face was surprised.

Lin Fan pretended to be pretending and said with a straight face, "Yes, but you know too late now, because I'm going to kill you."

"Haha... Immortal level cultivators, they want to kill me, are you despising my thousand-year-old cultivation?"

Huang Yixian was slightly stunned at first, and then burst out laughing.

Lin Fan was stunned when he heard this, after a thousand years of cultivation, one of his hearts suddenly sank to the bottom of the sea, and he said in his heart, my life is over.

At this time, the half-cut flying sword that had submerged into the land trembled violently, the white light flashed, and with a sound of "Hugh", it turned into a sword qi like rain and shot towards Huang Yixian.

said that it was too late, and in the blink of an eye, Huang Yixian saw Bai Mang's sword qi breaking through the air. He took a few steps back, holding the wooden stick in his hand and chanting the trick, the white light of the "cold ice lolly" flashed, and the cold air was great, and in a moment, eight ice walls were connected in front of him.

In an instant, I only heard the continuous sound of "bang, bang, bang", and the white mang's sword qi had already hit the ice wall.

The flying sword was like a bamboo, the sound of ice breaking, and in a moment the eight ice walls were shattered, and the ice flew in all directions, and the white mang's sword qi did not decrease by half a point, but the momentum was even stronger, like an angry dragon roaring, rushing towards Huang Yixian with teeth and claws.

"Oh my God, this is the White Dragon Sword that has been lost for thousands of years," Huang Yixian suddenly shouted as if he had suddenly awakened at this moment, his face full of shock.