Fan Jian's words made Xiao Yan completely stunned.

He couldn't imagine how Fan Jian's three years were spent.

The sword just now slashed the remnant soul of the Fire War Emperor, and Xiao Yan lost this "golden finger", leaving only the strength of the first layer of the Burning Blood Realm.

Without the help of the Fire War Emperor, with Xiao Yan's own talent, even if he is no longer a waste, I am afraid it will be difficult to have great achievements.

Fan Jian's tone calmed down: "Whether to return to the sect and make a living, or go to other villages and towns to support other disciples, you can choose." Senior sister, let's go. ”

Luo Ning Kite silently followed Fan Jian's footsteps, and the two headed to the next village.

Qianyang Town.

This is the most prosperous place among the many villages and towns under the Dongli Mountains, with a population of nearly 10,000 people, and it can already be called a small city.

But when Fan Jian and Luo Ning Kite arrived, Qianyang Town was already bleeding.

Outside Qianyang Town, Fan Jian and Luo Ning Yuan saw the corpses of four disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect.

The people in Qianyang Town were even more brutally murdered by the Demon Sect, and the town of tens of thousands of people lost at least one-third of its population.

The people in the Demon Sect are all some guys who kill people without blinking.

The town was desolate, and cries of grief could be heard from the alleys.

A seven or eight-year-old little girl with blood on her face walked up to Fan Jian, pulled the corner of Fan Jian's clothes and said, "Big brother, are you a disciple of the Jiuyang Sword Sect?"

Fan Jian nodded.

For a little girl of this age, her eyes should have been clear.

But at this time, her eyes were full of despair and hatred: "My father and mother were killed by those devils, can you help me eliminate those devils?"

Fan Jian still nodded: "Yes, I will destroy them." Can you tell my brother where all those devils have gone?"

The little girl said: "When they killed my father and mother, I heard them laughing wildly and saying that they had received an order to take the city of Dongli. ”

At this time, Fan Jian's eyes were extremely firm: "Okay, I'll go to Dongli City immediately." ”

As he spoke, Fan Jian glanced at Luo Ning Kite.

Luo Ning Yuan untied the Jiuyang sword hanging from his waist: "You go, my sword will be used for you." I stayed to help with the aftermath. ”

The population loss in Qianyang Town is huge, and many people are homeless, especially some young children.

These are all things that need to be dealt with.

According to the rules of the Jiuyang Sword Sect, Luo Ning Kite will bring these children back to the Jiuyang Sword Sect.

Luo Ning Yuan squatted in front of the little girl and said gently: "Little sister, come with me, I will take you to the Jiuyang Sword Sect." ”

Fan Jian put Luo Ning Kite into the stone box space and left the city alone.

East of the city.

It is located eighty miles east of the mountain range.

Fan Jian rushed all the way, passing through many villages and towns, and there were rivers of blood.

The evil deeds of the Black Sword Demon Sect are really contemptuous of human nature.

When he walked twenty miles away from the city in the east, Fan Jian felt that his mouth was dry, even though he was a cultivator of the sixth layer of the Quenching Pulse Realm, he had been rushing frantically for nearly half a day, and his physical strength had been exhausted.

I found a tea shop on the side of the road and slipped into it, which didn't seem to have been affected by the Demon Cult.

"Xiao Er, bring me three bowls of tea and some snacks. ”

It is not far from the city to the east, and there must be a big war after that.

After a while, the shopkeeper brought the tea.

Fan Jian glanced at the shopkeeper and said, "Junior Er, it's not been peaceful these days, so you better close the stall earlier." ”

The shopkeeper smiled: "It's not peaceful, what do you have to do with a little guy like me, I don't have a few coins here, just begging for food." ”

Fan Jian shook his head: "People of the Demon Sect, kill people without blinking, I have traveled all the way, and many villages have been washed in blood. ”

Shopkeeper opened his mouth in surprise and glanced at Fan Jian up and down: "Demon Sect, although I don't know what Demon Sect is, it must be very powerful." Guest, you have come all the way, could it be that you are a disciple of the Jiuyang Sword Sect?"

Fan Jian was silent, which could be regarded as an admitation.

The shopkeeper said: "We, the ordinary people, are all protected by the Jiuyang Sword Sect, and the guest officer will use tea and will definitely not accept your money." ”

At this time, three more guests walked into the tea shop, and the shopkeeper hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

Fan Jian lowered his head to drink tea, eat snacks, and replenish his strength.

Xiao Er served tea to those people, and heard a conversation from the people at that table.

One of them lowered his voice and said with some excitement: "Commander Zuo, what you said is true?

"Naturally, it's true, if you two are lucky, if you meet this commander, you will follow me to the east of the city later, and you can kill a few more city citizens to practice." ”

Hearing this conversation, the corner of Fan Jian's eyes looked towards the table.

I saw that among the three people, two young people seemed to be looking at one of the middle-aged people, and the middle-aged man was what they called the "left commander".

Another young man said excitedly: "In this way, the old sect leader is really out of the customs! Otherwise, he wouldn't be so open to the Jiuyang Sword Sect." Our Black Sword Demon Sect has endured for decades, and we can finally make a comeback!"

Commander Zuo showed a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth: "Jiuyang Sword Sect? Jiuyang Sword Sect is XX! To tell you the truth, our undercover agent has long taken root in the Jiuyang Sword Sect, and he also occupies a high-level position in the Jiuyang Sword Sect!"

"Oh?!Which high-ranking member of the Nine Yang Sword Sect is one of our people?"

The eyes of the two younger Demon Sect disciples lit up when they heard this.

Fan Jian also pricked up his ears to listen, he met three Demon Sect disciples here, but he didn't expect to hear such important information.

There are people in the Demon Sect who are undercover in the Jiuyang Sword Sect, and they also occupy the position of the top level of the sect! This is simply incredible!

Commander Zuo pouted and said: "I don't know who it is, let's not talk about this for the time being, you two will be clever later, follow me, kill a few more disciples of the Jiuyang Sword Sect, the heads of those disciples are all credits! Lao Tzu killed a man named Qian Dakun just now, he claimed to be the first disciple, and he was not chopped off by Lao Tzu's sword!"

The strength of this left commander made Fan Jian a little surprised.

Qian Dakun's strength Fan Jian has seen it, but he is the first disciple of the third peak of the inner gate, and he was chopped by this left commander with a sword!

"Thanks to Commander Zuo for taking care of him! Commander Zuo can be said to be a first-class disciple of the Young Zhuang Sect, and he still takes care of us juniors so much, I really admire!"

The two young disciples flattered the left commander.

The three of them drank tea and were about to leave, and the shopkeeper came over to collect the money, but it was too late for Fan Jian to stop him.

was grabbed by one of the young disciples with one hand, directly inserted into Xiao Er's chest, and pinched his heart, the method was extremely cruel.

The eyes of the three of them looked towards Fan Jian again.

"That boy, after listening to what we say, give up your life and come and receive your death!"