"Alright, let's go!"

Qin Fan was full of harvest, looking at the treasures in the space-time wristband, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and couldn't hide his excitement.

"The people of the market!"

Seeing Qin Fan like this, Han Xiang pouted and complained.

The dignified young master of the Qin family actually behaved like this, which was simply excessive.

"I'm really a small person in the market, and I love money like my life!!!"

Qin Fan raised his head and said proudly, but an imperceptible decline flashed in his eyes.

It was easy to say, but he, the young master of the Qin family, had not had a good life.

Who would dare to believe that such a famous young master is actually a young man who chisels a coffin.

Han Xiang had a bunch of black lines in her head.

From the moment she met Qin Fan, she found out that this guy seemed to be particularly interested in money.

Qin Fan didn't explain, and the two of them rushed out of the Cold Snake Valley together and returned to the cave again.

"It should be almost time!"

Qin Fan calculated the time consumed by the recovery liquid, and the Thunder Dragon had almost recovered.

Qin Fan walked to the entrance of the cave and waved his big hand, wanting to retract the formation of isolating the aura, but suddenly found something strange.

"The formation has been broken!"

With an arrow step, Qin Fan rushed directly to the cave.

Sure enough, the cave was already empty, leaving only a bonfire that had not yet burned out.

"He ran away?"

Han Xiang then followed, looking at the scene in front of him, shocked.

But thinking about it carefully, Qin Fan's super strength made Xiaolong jealous, and the latter's mind was clear to the former.

How shrewd the dragon was, he would never put himself in danger.

"It's okay to go, I'll do it!"

Qin Fan didn't feel lost, and walked out of the cave directly with Han Xiang.

"Are you really going to kill Thunderdragon?"

Of course, Han Xiang heard Qin Fan's voice outside the strings, and couldn't help but look at it.

Xiaolong is the only son of the dean of the Earth Spirit Academy, and his strength is not simple, could it be that Qin Fan would really kill him?!

"Pigs and dogs are not as good as things, damn it! Since he escaped, he can be regarded as picking up a life!"

Qin Fan's eyes flickered, surging with terrifying murderous intent.

As a martial artist, he should not hesitate to make a decision to kill, but Qin Fan still hesitated in the face of Xiaolong.

"It's a pity that the Red Pair of Bloodwood!"

Qin Fan shook his head and didn't sigh.

After determining their location, the two of them went straight to the fallen city.

With the spirit beast battle soul, the speed of the two people was extremely fast, coupled with the shortcut, within a little more than an hour, a magnificent hall was highlighted in the fairy aura.

"This should be the City of the Fallen!"

The eyes of the two men trembled, and they couldn't help but become excited.

Although I was a lot behind, I still found it in the Cold Snake River, and it was too late!

Qin Fan was not in a hurry, but what made him feel strange was that along the way, he didn't even meet anyone.

Is it over?!

People have already left?!

Qin Fan suddenly became anxious, and almost in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived at the entrance of the main hall.

"Fallen City!"

At the plaque at the door, four eye-catching characters are impressively engraved, and the breath is surging, exuding extremely oppressive energy.

"This ......"

Qin Fan raised his feet and was about to step into the main hall, but suddenly found that his feet were empty, and he was actually stepping in place.

Han Xiang also looked at it in the same amazement, and then stretched out his hand to touch it, the same as Qin Fan, as if he had grabbed air.

"What a man! How dare you trespass into a fallen city!"

Suddenly, a voice like a flood bell exploded all around, and then a figure stepped out of the void and walked over.

Getting closer and closer, the appearance of the person who came also clearly appeared in Qin Fan's sight.

This is an old man, seven feet tall, his old face shows the traces left by the years, judging from his facial features alone, this guy was definitely a handsome guy when he was young.

"Qin Fan!" Qin Fan said respectfully.

"Han Xiang!" Han Xiang also responded politely.

"Hmmm......"

Look at the habitual brushing of the beard and observe it carefully.

"You're the dolls who participated in the Sword Shrine!"

After a moment, the old man spoke quietly.

"Doll?!"

The two were stunned at the same time, they became adults at the age of fifteen, and they were still called dolls!

But in front of this old man who is nearly half a hundred years old, they are really children!

"May I ask what ...... your old man is?"

Qin Fan asked tentatively, and an old man appeared out of thin air, which was very strange.

Moreover, from the old man's body, Qin Fan felt a strong threat.

"Me?!hehe, it's been a long time since anyone has asked for my name!"

The old man took one step at a time, his hands behind his back, and his deep eyes looked into the distance, as if he was thinking about something.

Qin Fan and Han Xiang glanced at each other, unable to understand what he was saying.

After a while, the old man turned around and said in a soft voice, "Sword slave!"

"Sword slave?!"

Before Qin Fan could ask, he looked at the opening and said: "This fallen city is an ownerless city in the sword mound, and I am not a soul body, not a real body, but a sword slave formed by sword qi for thousands of years in the ownerless city!"

"Sword Qi formed?!"

As a martial artist, Qin Fan certainly knew the sword qi, and when the martial artist refined his divine weapon, he would gather his strength and be called a true martial artist.

And the person in front of him actually condensed his true body with sword qi, and the horror can be seen.

"Han Xiang met the sword slave senior, and asked the senior to teach me the sword technique!"

Han Xiang on the side suddenly knelt down, looking at the sword slave with beautiful eyes, extremely sincere.

Looking at the girl in front of him, a sword shot out of the old man's eyes and injected it into Han Xiang's body.

Han Xiangyu clenched her teeth, endured great pain, and the fierce sword qi in her body spread all over her body, and a trace of cold sweat flowed down the girl's beautiful face.

"Whoosh!"

The old man raised his palm slightly, withdrew his sword qi, and lamented, "It's a pity!"

"Sword slave senior, why is it a pity?, isn't my talent enough for you to teach me?!"

Hearing the words of the sword slave, Han Xiang suddenly panicked and hurriedly asked.

"Yes and no! With your talent, you will be a generation of Tianjiao in the future, but your battle spirit is damaged, and the future road ...... Hey!"

Hearing the words of the sword slave, the corners of Han Xiang's eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Sword slave senior, is there a way to save it?"

At this time, Qin Fan also came over and asked.

He can't see girls crying the most!

"Your talent is good!Eighteenth-order spiritual power, wisdom battle soul, and strength at the peak of the Cold Spirit Realm!"

With his eyes sweeping, the sword slave couldn't help but exclaim.

"Thank you seniors for the compliment!" Qin Fan bowed down and hugged his fists in thanks.

He was not surprised, the other party could see through Han Xiang at a glance, and he could see through himself, so naturally it was not a problem.

"The way to deliver?"

The sword slave hesitated for a moment and said, "The old man has one!"

Han Xiang wiped her tears, stood up, and grabbed the sword slave's hand with a look of hope.

"You are the first to come to the Fallen City, so you are qualified to enter, but if I am asked to teach the sword technique and heal the war spirit, she will have to give up this opportunity!"

After hesitating for a moment, the sword slave said heavily.

"First ......"

"Give up this opportunity-".

Both of them were stunned at the same time.

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