Stopping on the far right was Lin Feng, beside him there was a middle-aged man wearing a navy blue Taoist robe standing with his hands in his hands, with a fairy wind and bones, looking like a master outside the world.

This person is the Fengyue Ancestor from Jieshi Mountain, he has a Chinese face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a resolute face, his eyes are faintly shining with refined light, his eyes look at the cave behind the three of them, revealing a touch of irrepressible excitement.

Directly in front of them, a total of three people stood in the air, and standing in the middle was a woman in palace clothes. This woman looks like she is only in her two decades, her appearance is extremely beautiful, she is a rare beauty in the world, even if she stands opposite Wanwan, she has not been robbed of her brilliance, and the two women can be called Chunlan Qiuju, it is difficult to distinguish between them.

This woman is none other than Mrs. Sanmiao, the head of the Hehuan faction.

The Hehuan faction has strange spells, is good at charming, pays attention to the way of harmony and double cultivation, and the cultivators of this sect like to make friends with the opposite sex, and then make up for it, and they are the most famous in the world of cultivating immortals.

Although Mrs. Sanmiao is the owner of the Hehuan faction, she doesn't seem to have the slightest color of wind and dust, her face is delicate, she doesn't use powder, but she has a beautiful temperament that comes out of frost and dust, like a cold and arrogant fairy with a noble temperament and is not stained by mud, giving people a strong desire to conquer.

On the left hand side of Mrs. Sanmiao is a beautiful woman in goose yellow clothes, with affectionate eyebrows, a smile at the corner of her mouth, black hair gently flowing on her shoulders, and a pair of eyes full of water, at a glance, it seems that she wants to immerse herself in it, and she never wants to come out again.

This woman is the true disciple of Mrs. Sanmiao, Jin Bei'er.

On the right hand side of Mrs. Sanmiao was a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe, handsome in appearance, with delicate eyebrows, looking like a gentle scholar, but Qi Fang felt a sinister aura on his body, which reminded him of a word---- Sven scum.

This person is the old Bangzi in the mouth of the wild dog Dao, Elder Shentu.

This person is a powerful elder in the Hehuan faction, with strong strength and extremely high seniority, and Mrs. Sanmiao must call him uncle.

The moment he saw the two girls, his eyes became hot, and the smile on his face was even brighter than before, and he said eagerly: "The two girls are naturally beautiful and have extraordinary roots, why don't you join our Hehuan faction, I can make an exception to accept you as disciples and pass on your best immortal cultivation skills." ”

Qi Fang took a step forward, blocked the figures of Wan Wan and Su Quan, and said in a cold voice: "I can leave a last word for you to breathe three breaths." ”

Elder Shentu's gaze fell on Qi Fang, his face suddenly turned cold, he laughed fiercely, and said viciously: "Boy, no one has ever dared to talk to me like this, as a precedent, I will peel off your skin whole and make it into a leather puppet to keep as a memory." ”

"When the time comes, you can die."

Qi Fang coldly announced his death sentence, and as soon as his voice fell, the whole person shot out like an arrow off the string, and appeared in front of the opponent with a "brush", and punched out.

"Bang!"

An air explosion sounded.

Qi Fang's fist slammed through the air, blasting towards Elder Shentu with a momentum that shattered everything.

Elder Shentu couldn't imagine that he would dare to rush forward when the strength of the two sides was so different, and his expression couldn't help but be stunned, but the movements of his hand were not slow at all, and his palm stretched forward, and a silver round wheel appeared in his palm.

A glittering white light lit up.

"Sickness."

He placed the wheel across his chest and let out a soft snort, pouring mana into it.

Just listening to the sound of "Zheng", a circle of sharp blades popped out from the edge of the round wheel, and the tip of the blade flashed with a terrifying cold light, making it look like a large gear, but the gear teeth were extremely sharp blades.

Then he threw the silver wheel out.

"Buzz."

The sound of cutting air rang out.

The round wheel spun rapidly as it shot forward.

Qi Fang has no intention of dodging, and when he punches out, he is indomitable, and he will never stop until he reaches his goal.

The next moment, Qi Fang's fist collided with the silver wheel.

"Click!"

A crackling sound was heard.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Elder Shentu's mouth, this silver round wheel was his unique magic weapon, extremely tough, not to mention a human fist, even if it was an immortal magic weapon, it could be cut off with one blow.

But his sneer stiffened as soon as it appeared, his lips trembled, and his face was full of horror, something that he couldn't believe was happening in front of his eyes.

There was a crack in the silver wheel!

"Click......"

In a crisp cracking sound, there were more and more cracks on the silver wheel, and finally it exploded with a "bang", and countless fragments flew out.

"Poof!"

Elder Shentu opened his mouth and spewed out a mist of blood, his face suddenly turned as white as frost, his body trembled, and then he quickly retreated.

The magic weapon was connected to the cultivator's mind, and the silver wheel was destroyed, and Elder Shentu was naturally hit hard.

After Qi released a punch to smash the silver round wheel, the fist continued to blast forward.

Seeing this, Mrs. Sanmiao and Jin Zhu'er couldn't help but change their expressions, and they came to the rescue without saying a word.

"Whoa."

Two sounds of breaking the air sounded.

Mrs. Sanmiao raised her hand, and a thin and soft white silk thread ejected from her hand, which was difficult to see with the naked eye, and the speed was fast, like a thin blade, breaking through the air.

This thing is called "Lingering Silk", it is a secret magic weapon of the Hehuan School, although the power is not as good as the Hehuan Bell, but in the world of cultivating immortals, it is also a first-class treasure.

Jin Bei'er let out a low snort, his right hand rose, and he saw the purple mang, and the people next to him couldn't see what magic weapon was in this brilliant purple mang, and could only see a knife-shaped purple glow slashing down in front of Qi Fang.

The targets of these two magic weapons were both in front of Qi Fang's body, and their attack was not to kill the enemy, but to attack the enemy and save him, forcing him to stop, aiming to save Elder Shentu.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared, rushed out from Qi Fang's fist, turned into a fist mark and shot forward, leaving a golden afterimage in the air, and hit Elder Shentu's chest with a "poof".

Qi Fang had stopped, and then quickly retreated.

Lady Sanmiao's lingering silk and the purple blade of the golden bottle all struck through the air, slashing in front of him.

Elder Shentu's face changed suddenly, his eyes widened suddenly, and his eyes were bloodshot, revealing a look of extreme horror.

Qi Fang had already expected the actions of Mrs. Sanmiao and Jin Bei'er, and had already thought of a countermeasure when he made a move, and the result was just as he expected.

"Bang!"

A dull bang rang out.

Elder Shentu's body burst like a balloon, turning into a mist of blood, and there were no bones left.

In just one move, life and death have been decided.

It can only be said that Elder Shentu is too light on the enemy, if he pays enough attention and understanding to Qi Fang in advance, even if the result does not change, at least he can take a few more moves.

Mrs. Sanmiao's face turned cold, this person dared to act in front of her, if he was told to retreat, what kind of face would he have to gain a foothold in the demon path.