"Ziluo, let's not go to Ning Fan, okay?" Wu Dao looked at Ziluo very seriously.

Ziluo Yan chuckled, "Are you serious?"

Wu Dao nodded, "That's right, I'm serious." ”

"Then I'll tell you, I'm serious too. Ziluo smoke left Wu Dao speechless.

"But......" Wu Dao wanted to say something.

Ziluo Yan snorted lightly, "If I had known that Ning Fan had left the Sword Sect ahead of schedule, I would not have forgiven you for your reasons." ”

Wu Dao's heart trembled suddenly.

He didn't want Ning Fan to meet Ziluo Yan even more.

"Ning Fan, I hope you leave quickly, and fly as far as possible. ”

However, suddenly, Wu Dao's worries disappeared a lot.

"I'm too worried, Ning Fan wants to go to Beicheng alive, I'm afraid there is not much hope. ”

"According to my information, Yuwenjun will not let Ning Fan go easily, although because of Wu Qingfeng's death, he is in chaos, but his heart to kill Ning Fan is definitely not dead. ”

The people of the Blood Demon Hall did not leave, and it was estimated that they were waiting for Ning Fan to leave and kill him by surprise. ”

"The main hall master of the Blood Demon Palace, the seventh layer of the Dilong Sword Pill, the fifth layer of the Di Qing Sword Pill, and the fifth layer of the Yuwen Jun Sword Pill, these people can definitely kill Ning Fan in seconds, how can he escape?"

Thinking of this, a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Wu Dao's mouth, and he smiled very easily.

If it were him, he felt that he was dead and had no chance of escape.

Even if Ning Fan was stronger than him, Wu Dao still thought that Ning Fan had no possibility of escaping.

At this time, Ning Fan was on the first floor of the Sword Pill, and at most he could exert the power of the third and fourth layers of the Sword Pill.

But in the face of the fifth layer of Jiandan, there may still be the strength of a battle, but defeat is inevitable.

Facing the seventh layer of the Sword Pill, it was even more difficult, and it could almost be said that there was no room for resistance.

Dillon didn't make a move, he didn't get a shot.

Di Qing made a move, but Ning Fan did not confront it head-on, but used the clone sword puppet to fight against it.

"There's a lingering breath here, let's catch up. ”

"Hmph, Ning Fan, you have to get rid of my purple carrot smoke, don't think about it. ”

Ziluo smoked slightly, and smelled a residual familiar smell in the air, and immediately rejoiced.

Although Wu Dao was very unhappy and sad, Ziluo Yan was the person he liked, so he still chased after him, but he sighed in his heart.

......

But it was said that Ning Fan took Lin Ruoxin to step on the crane, and not long after he left, suddenly, Lin Ruoxin saw Ning Fan's brows furrowed.

"What's wrong?" Lin Ruoxin asked curiously.

"Someone is catching up. Ning Fan immediately slapped the crane.

"Accelerate forward. ”

The crane was instructed by him to quickly and violently flap its wings.

"Who is it?" Lin Ruo's expression tightened, because she felt that Ning Fan's expression was very solemn.

"Enemies, people of the Temple of Blood. Ning Fan was extremely serious.

"Ah, they didn't leave, so what should we do?" Lin Ruoxin suddenly trembled in his heart.

The people of the Blood Demon Hall are very powerful, and she has heard of it.

"It's okay, if we really can't escape, we can only fight. Ning Fan's eyes showed a hint of hideousness.

He didn't expect that the people of the Blood Demon Hall would actually hide and wait for him outside the Sword Sect.

Although the crane flies very fast, there is still a big gap compared to Dillon and others.

In the blink of an eye, there were two blood-colored sedan chairs behind them, which quickly flew over.

"Ruoxin, we can't escape. Ning Fan suddenly slapped the crane.

"Go down. ”

The crane immediately flew down.

There is a dense forest below, which separates the mountains.

Surrounded by mountains, it is perfect for concealment.

However, if you want to hide from the past, there is still no possibility.

"What should we do?" Lin Ruo was anxious.

"Are we going to fight it?"

"Confrontation is not confrontational. ”

Ning Fan shook his head, "This Dillon's strength is really strong, I know that he is cultivating at the seventh layer of the Sword Pill. ”

"If it's that Di Qing, I can still compete with him a little bit, but the seventh layer of the Sword Pill is really powerful. ”

"So at the moment we have to walk on the ground, fly in the sky, the goal is too obvious, it's not good. ”

Lin Ruoxin nodded, "Well, okay, listen to you." ”

Although Ning Fan was a little worried, he didn't worry too much in his heart.

Because he has too many life-saving things in him.

Ning Fan felt that he would not be forced into a place of death.

Suddenly, the two of them escaped into the forest.

Running quickly on the ground, the towering trees on both sides quickly retreated.

However, suddenly, a sword qi fluctuated and emerged from the front.

A sharp sword, with a brush, turned into a golden shock, and came at Ning Fan to kill.

Very strong.

Where the golden sword qi passed, all the trees within a radius of five meters around him were completely turned into powder.

Ning Fan raised the bloodstained sword in his palm and blocked the golden sword qi.

Syllable.

An earth-shattering sound burst out.

A crack appeared on the ground, and Ning Fan's body retreated dozens of meters.

However, the other party obviously didn't have the intention of killing himself, and this sword qi was just playing a blocking role.

"Sword Sect Cultivator?"

This sword qi, mixed with the cultivation techniques of the Sword Sect, Ning Fan, as an inner disciple, is naturally very familiar with it.

"Yuwenjun. ”

He immediately judged who was the one who was blocking him in front of him.

"That's right, Ning Fan, your eyesight is still very good. ”

"Did you know that Elder Ben has been waiting for you here for half an hour? ”

Yu Wenjun's voice was ethereal, and it sounded not far or close, but he couldn't see the other party's figure, and everything seemed extremely weird.

"Come out for me. Ning Fan's brows furrowed, and there was a hint of murderous aura in his words.

"It's impossible to come out, just stop you, just kill you, you don't need to use me to make a move, Ning Fan, do you know, what is the name of this forest?" Yu Wenjun talked eloquently, still no one could be seen, only his confident, cold and smug voice could be heard.

Ning Fan's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't pay attention to Yu Wenjun.

Rather, it is a rapid sensation of distant breath.

The breath of the Blood Demon Hall in the distance was already a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.

But he couldn't move forward now, because the sword qi in front of him fell like a curtain of light, blocking his way.

"This place is called the Yin Soul Forest, and the one who comes is the Yin Spirit. ”

"Don't look at it, they're already here, I'm not going to do anything today, I'm just a spectator, look, my chairs have been brought over. ”

Suddenly, there was a fluctuation in the void, and a Taishi chair appeared in midair.

Then, a figure sat on the Taishi's chair.

It is the insidious Yuwen Army.

He was holding a small silver plate in his hand, and there were some candied fruits in the small plate.

He really wanted to see the show.

"Di Qing, Dillon Daoyou, it's just in time, I'll hand it over to you here today, can I watch the play?" Yu Wenjun smiled and looked at the people from the Blood Demon Hall who had already come here.

"Okay, you can just watch the play, we'll do it here. Di Qing glanced at Yu Wenjun in mid-air and smiled.

And the back looked hideous, and looked at Ning Fan, "Little bastard, you can't run away today, this is a fatal situation, I see that no matter how lucky you are, no one dares to save you." ”

"I don't think so. Ning Fan stared at Di Qing.

"Big brother, don't talk nonsense, the Heavenly Thunder Sword Array is waiting for him. Di Qing said to Dillon.

"Good. ”

Dillon smiled gloomily, and the eight palanquin men beside him, with a whoosh, surrounded Ning Fan.

Then each of them had a blood-colored flying sword in their hands.

Throw it at the sky.

Ning Fan felt it, and the surroundings became dark in the blink of an eye.

He had cultivated the sword formation, so he naturally understood what the situation in the sword formation was like.

Within a radius of tens of meters, it was completely surrounded.

He couldn't rush out.

Bang, a sword qi shook it over, forcing Ning Fan to the original point.

"Trigger the thunder. ”

Boom.

(End of chapter)