Fu ...... Fu Ren...... Don't you dare...... You're so daring. ”

The sudden appearance of the huge figure made Song Yanan's heart instantly swell with an extremely uneasy feeling, and he almost forgot that he himself was also a Xuan Ling Warrior.

"The surname is Song, grandpa lacks everything, but he doesn't lack guts. ”

That Fu Ren's hands turned slightly, and two six-sided white ice axes appeared.

"Hmph, surnamed Song, count yourself lucky, grandpa's white ice axe hasn't seen blood yet, I'll let you open the buds for my baby today!"

Although Fu Ren's strength is not high, Xuanlingshi is gold, but his nearly half-ton figure is towards that pestle, coupled with a six-edged white ice axe in his hand, the momentum of the whole person suddenly doubled. I can't see the servility of weekdays.

After all, Song Yanan is not the third of the three sects and the ninth rate, although Fu Ren's appearance is like the arrival of the god of war, but deep in his heart, he has that arrogance after all.

Only in a trance, Song Yanan came back to his senses.

"Dead fat...... You're looking for death!"

In Beilan City, when did Song Yanan enter this dangerous situation.

With a burst of shouts, his right hand turned, and he took the lead in making a move, the Xuan Ling Power operated, and a small hidden weapon passed through his wrist and shot towards Fu Ren's huge figure, and at the same time, his body flashed, and he swooped towards Fu Ren quickly.

That Song Yan'an, although it resounded in this Beilan City in the name of a gentleman, but that cultivation was not weak.

The gold products of the Xuanling Scholar are on par with Fu Ren.

Besides, at this time, he had already understood everything, if he couldn't force Fu Ren back at this moment, then today he would definitely fulfill Mo Xiaohan's words just now, and he would definitely die!

The wind was raging, the rain was pouring wildly, and the hidden weapon flashed in the rainstorm, using the raindrops as a cover, and approached Fu Ren. Holding a two-inch dagger in his hand, he had already arrived in front of Fu Ren in an instant.

"Grandpa has put up with you for a long time, come on!"

Thinking about that Fu Ren, as the son of the city lord of Beilan City, his identity is naturally very incomparable.

In the Song family before, how could he stand the wretched anger that Song Yanping gave him, but this family was powerful and driven by the times, so he had to bow his head.

Now, the opportunity for revenge is in front of him, how can he let it go!

I saw that with a swing of its big axe, the Xuan Spiritual Power was instantly injected into the white ice axe, and a cold air swept through, only to hear the sound of 'sonorous ......', and the hidden weapon collided head-on with the white ice axe, and was directly slapped on the ground by it, and a thick layer of hoarfrost was instantly attached to the surface.

Seeing this scene, Song Yanan didn't care, turned the dagger in his hand, and slashed towards Fu Ren's throat.

'Whew......'

The dagger slashed through the void, sending a gust of wind.

That Fu Ren only felt a chill in his throat, and a warm current instantly slipped down his neck.

"Good guy, grandpa fought with you!"

Fu Ren was not in a good position, and he hung up Xiaocai, he was angry, if it weren't for his thicker skin and flesh, he was afraid that Song Yanan's blow would have cut his throat and kill him.

While secretly lamenting his carelessness, Fu Ren immediately raised his vigilance.

The Xuan Spirit Power poured wildly again, injected the six-edged white ice axe again, and slashed towards Song Yanan's retreating figure after the surprise attack.

In an instant, the six-edged white ice axe had already reached the back of Song Yanan's neck.

Song Yanan was stunned, how could he have thought that his dagger had obviously slashed through the opponent's throat, why would the opponent attack him casually.

A sonorous sound was extremely dull.

I saw Song Yanan instantly covering his left hand, the dagger fell to the ground, his stunned face was a little flustered, and his right hand was covered with a layer of cold ice from the fingers to the elbow, Song Yanan only felt that the whole body seemed to have fallen into a thousand-year-old ice cellar at the moment of contact with Fu Ren, extremely cold, and his left hand was already unable to move.

Fu Ren's face full of meat moved slightly when he saw Song Yanan's expression, and squeezed out a smug smile.

"Haha...... Little rabbit cub, you know how powerful Grandpa's white ice axe is, come again, watch Grandpa chop you into pieces!"

That Fu Ren succeeded in one blow, not giving Song Yanan a chance to breathe, and the six-edged white ice axe in his hand turned again, towards Song Yanan's retreating body, and directly came to a hungry tiger to eat.

Don't look at the nearly half-ton body shape, Fu Ren is no slower than Song Yanan in moving.

The huge body fell together, and Song Yanan, who was already approaching the retreat with all his might, raised and fell with an axe, as if he wanted to split Song Yanan in two.

Song Yanan complained bitterly in his heart.

Only then did he activate the Xuan Spiritual Power in his body to make the frozen left hand regain some consciousness, and this double attack had already arrived.

Only by hardening the scalp, urging the Xuan Spiritual Power in the body again, attaching it to both hands, and catching it up again!

"...... Sonor"

Although the cultivation is considerable, Fu Ren's physical strength is not something that Song Yanan's excessively lustful small physique can look on, although he exuded ten percent of his spiritual power, Song Yanan resisted the cold attack from the six-edged white ice axe, but the weak physique still made him fly upside down a few feet away, and he fell to the ground with a 'bang'.

A mouthful of blood gushed into his chest, couldn't be suppressed, and spurted out!

"For ...... Ahem...... Why?...... Fu Gongzi, don't mess around, if you kill me, my father will not let you go, the anger of the Song family cannot be borne by a small city lord......'s mansion!

Fu Ren's blow was extremely fierce, although Song Yanan caught it, but that blow had already shocked his Dan, at this moment, his blood was surging, and even getting up from the ground seemed to be so difficult for him.

"What if...... Your father doesn't know anything?"

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Song Yanan.

Mo Xiaohan?

Song Yanan was startled in his heart, twisted his head hard, and skimmed to the place where the voice came from, and suddenly, his eyes frowned, and his pupils instantly opened to the extreme.

How...... How could it be?

Not far away, Mo Xiaohan covered his back with one hand, and at some point in his right hand, there was an extra two-foot long sword with a black and transparent body, the blade of the sword was extremely blunt, but it flashed with a faint cold light. At the edge of the long sword, a few drops of bright red blood slowly slid from the sword peak to the tip of the sword, and then dripped to the ground......

"Paper can't contain the fire, if you kill me, the Song family will know sooner or later, if you let me go now, I can still act as if nothing happened, in the future, you take your single-plank bridge, I will take my Yangguan Road!" Song Yanan is still fighting, no matter what, he can't escape now, unless there is a god to save him. ’

"Really?" The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and Mo Xiaohan gave Song Yanan a smile......