With the help of the faint moonlight, Chen Fan's eyes passed through the menacing black-clothed man and landed on the white-clothed figure.

"Senior sister!" Chen Fan suddenly purred in his heart.

The senior sister stood in a white dress, her hands intertwined in front of her chest, and her immature face was full of worry.

She followed Xiao Fan's footprints all the way, and when she found that Xiao Fan was surrounded by a group of people in black, she was so anxious that she lost her voice and called Xiao Fan.

At this moment, Chen Fan's heart sank to the bottom with a "bang", and his clenched little hands were overflowing with sweat. At this time, he finally knew why he had a feeling of palpitations, because his senior sister followed him.

If he was alone, he would be completely fearless, but with more senior sisters, he was restrained.

The night was dark and the wind was high, Chen Fan raised his eyebrows, and the killing intent gradually dispersed.

When Chen Fan saw his senior sister, everyone also saw it, and a masked young man waved his hand and motioned to grab Bai Shuiyao.

After this action, the two spirit six heavenly masked youths, their long swords unsheathed, their aura was compelling, and they rushed towards Bai Shui Yao in an instant.

"Senior sister," Chen Fan exclaimed with a cold look in his eyes.

At this moment, his skin flashed a faint bronze, and the black aura in his body was also mobilized, and the dead qi instantly filled the surroundings, and the air was "buzzing".

"Evil cultivators, demon cultivators. A spirit man, the eightfold man in black, exclaimed.

"I'll just say that if a waste's strength can improve so quickly, it turns out to be an evil cultivator. Another masked man in black muttered

"Catch that traitor first, and then slowly torture this evil cultivator. ”

The two leaders looked at each other and said in unison.

The evil cultivator was quite weird, seeing Chen Fan's sky-rushing black qi made everyone's hearts palpitate, so the two spirit masters in the eightfold sky black-clothed people turned their eyes to Bai Shuiyao.

Without the slightest hesitation, everyone quickly retreated and rushed towards Bai Shuiyao, among them, the two black-clothed people of the Eight Heavens of the Spirit were extremely fast, and under the black veil, the corners of their mouths could be seen raised, revealing a smug smile.

"Boom!".

Chen Fan moved, his flesh and blood bulged out, his eyes were sharp, and he stepped on the ancient tree with one foot, turning into a black shadow, chasing everyone at great speed.

All this happened in an instant, and before Bai Shuiyao could react, she saw a group of people coming towards her.

She wanted to run away, but when she saw Xiao Fan covered in black qi, she froze slightly, and was put on her neck by two swords.

"Tsk! Xiao Nizi is not very old, but her appearance has the tendency to fall into the city. This is a spirit six-fold heavenly black-clothed man, his eyes full of desire, staring at Bai Shuiyao's face, with a playful voice.

"Zhao Jueyun!" Bai Shuiyao blurted out.

The voice of the man in black, she could hear it, it was the voice of Zhao Jueyun, the ninth disciple of the Great Elder.

"Hmph, what if it's me!" the man in black also unscrupulously opened his black veil and said coldly.

At the same time, two spirit masters, the eightfold heavenly black-clothed man, also came to Bai Shuiyao's body, and twenty-five long swords were pointed at her, making her unable to move.

"Waste, you try to move again, they all say that the relationship between waste and traitor is very good, tonight, I will see it. ”

A man in black from the Eight Heavens of the Spirit said sharply.

Then, he lifted his veil, revealing that smug face.

"Zhao Shan!" Chen Fan frowned, stopped, and spoke coldly.

Zhao Shan is the eldest disciple of Hades King Peak and the beloved grandson of Zhao Wenjie, Mo is about fifteen years old, and he can be regarded as a genius of the Seven Xuanmen.

This person is the same as Zhao Wenjie, with a gloomy face, a young age, and a vicious heart.

"You know me!" Zhao Shan was puzzled.

"Hahaha!" Chen Fan laughed wildly, and then said lightly: "It's not that I look down on you, let go of my senior sister, I can crush you with one hand." ”

When the words fell, Chen Fan showed a disdainful look and stretched out one hand, meaning, if there is a kind, let it go.

He could only use the agitation method to delay time by the way, because Chen Fan was waiting for an opportunity, and this opportunity needed the cooperation of a demon beast.

Chen Fan could only pray, praying that Xiao Hei hadn't slept yet, praying that Xiao Hei would find out that his senior sister was missing, and come to a surprise attack to rescue his senior sister, and at the same time, he secretly stored his strength, and the tomb formula in his body was running, preparing for the worst.

"Xiaofan, don't worry about me, run!"

Suddenly, Bai Shuiyao spoke anxiously, she regretted it, and her miserable face was full of worry.

Twenty-five long swords with flickering cold light forced her to death, and there was no chance of resistance or escape.

But in order not to drag Xiaofan down, she closed her eyes and said coldly: "If you want to kill, you will kill, why waste your tongue and lips." ”

Chen Fan's heart sank, what he was most worried about was that his senior sister was too strong and didn't want to drag himself down.

"Traitor, there's no place for you to talk here, shut up Lao Tzu. Zhao Shan drank gloomily, the blade of the sword shook, and the sleeve of Bai Shuiyao's shirt was slashed, Bai Shuiyao snorted lightly, and a drop of red blood dripped down his arm.

When Chen Fan saw this scene, blood was dripping deep in his heart, and he wanted to roar, but he could show it, otherwise, the strong senior sister would die faster.

"Waste, don't you have a good relationship? I order you to cut off your own arm! Otherwise, I'll take her arm. Zhao Shan put his sword on Bai Shuiyao's right hand and spoke gloomily.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Fan and Bai Shuiyao's faces changed suddenly, and neither of them wanted to see each other hurt.

Chen Fan was the first to speak, and he said boldly: "Okay! No problem, don't you like to torture people? Please torture me as much as you want!"

Chen Fan did not hesitate at all, but accepted Zhao Shan's torture very much, which made everyone stunned slightly, and muttered.

"Silly!"

"Interesting, it's the first time I've seen this kind of stunned green. ”

"Hahaha, courage is commendable, I want to see ......"

However, a man in black was looking up and laughing, and before he could finish muttering, he saw Chen Fan stretch out his right hand, and a black gas flashed, grabbing his left arm.

"Click!"

A crisp sound sounded from the silent forest.

Chen Fan used his strength to tear his left arm alive, the corners of his mouth twitched, but there was still an indifferent look on his face.

The white and flawless meridians, as well as the blood-drenched dry bones, and the five fingers that were slightly bent and beating, were held by Chen Fan's right hand.

At this moment, Chen Fan lost his left arm, and bright red blood gushed out from the gap in his broken left arm.

In just two breaths, Chen Fan's face turned pale, his lips were dry, and his eyes were full of gray.

"How's that, this arm, does anyone want to see if it's real or fake?"

Chen Fan staggered forward three steps, his body shook, fell to the ground, and said weakly.

However, the moment he fell, a trace of invisible killing intent flashed in the corner of his eye.

"Yo yo! It was impossible to live just now, the left one Zhao Gou, the right one crushed, what's the matter now, it's difficult to even stand. Zhao Shan sneered proudly.

He used the trick of first torturing people half to death, and then slowly killing them.

"Hahaha! Brother Zhao is really doing things without leaks! This waste has lost too much blood, and the loss of an arm is no longer a cause for concern. The other spirit man, the black-clothed man of the Eight Heavens, lifted his veil and laughed.

"Brother Gong is elevated, this person is an evil cultivator, one punch can hurt the Spirit Sixfold Heavenly Cultivator, it is better to be careful, and then let him scrap his right arm, it is safer. Zhao Shan smiled at Gong Wei and said.

Gong Wei is the eldest disciple of Xuan Xingfeng, and his strength is similar to him, so Zhao Shan is more polite when he speaks.

Chen Fan supported the ground with his right hand, staggered up, and his face became even paler. The body seemed to fall at any moment, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

They had also heard about Chen Fan's punching and injuring Qu Xuemei in Xuantian Peak, and naturally knew that this bear child was not easy to mess with, otherwise, they would not have sent so many strong people to surround and kill.

Now, the bear child was dying, and it took no effort to get it, so they relaxed their vigilance, and some of the black-clothed monks let go of their swords and surrounded him.

Not long after, Chen Fan fell again, he was a few steps closer to Bai Shuiyao, and many people in black let go of their sword blades and surrounded Chen Fan, only Zhao Jueyun was still holding the sword, standing on Bai Shuiyao's neck.

"Senior Sister Qu lost an arm, I will take this arm back, and by the way, Senior Sister Qu will be happy. ”

A girlish voice rang out under the veil of a man in black.

The man in black who spoke took a step forward and easily picked up the left arm that Chen Fan was holding in his hand.

After Chen Fan fell, he didn't get up, and everyone thought that he had lost too much blood and fainted.

Seeing that the girl easily picked up the bloody arm, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and they lifted their veils one after another, smiling and groaning.

The waning moon is like blood, the stars are like tears, desolate and cold, there are two lines of clear tears hanging in the corners of Bai Shuiyao's eyes, all thoughts are in discouragement, there is no love in life, tonight, Xiao Fan wants to die tragically and at the hands of traitors for her.

When Xiao Fan tore her left arm, her whole heart was broken, and she was annoyed.

As a senior sister, she couldn't help, but dragged him down, and she was stupidly suspicious of Xiaofan today.

The moment Chen Fan fell, she clearly felt that Xiao Fan was crying. There were obviously no tears, and there was not even the slightest abnormality on that immature face, but she felt that Xiaofan was crying, crying hoarsely.

It's like retaining, as if she's telling her, don't do stupid things, I can save you.

"Whew......!"

Suddenly, a black shadow roared from behind Bai Shui Yao, and a flash of fire smashed into Zhao Jueyun's sword-holding arm, causing Zhao Wenjie's face to change greatly.

At this moment, Chen Fan, who was lying on the ground, smiled, and he smiled happily.

"Boom!"

Chen Fan's right hand hit the ground like thunder, with a limit of 12,000 pounds of strength, smashing the dirt within a radius of several meters, and the ground shook a little, and the man in black who was close to him was also shaken a few times.

He also woke up like a beast, and with the help of the power of slapping the ground, he jumped up, his bloodshot eyes, vowing to devour everyone.

"It's broken!" Zhao Shan exclaimed.

However, it was too late, and the beast would wake up and be bleeding.

Chen Fan jumped in front of Bai Shuiyao and protected her behind him, at the same time, Xiao Hei held his head high and waited for the battle, and his aura turned into fire, defending Bai Shuiyao's back.

"As I said, those who hurt me will be honored and insulted, and those who remember and touch the scales will be slaughtered. Chen Fan's scarlet eyes, full of murderous intent, all spread out, and he spoke sharply.