Xia Yiyi's guard, who is very experienced, constantly leaves wrong clues to mislead the other party.

However, some of the pursuers are proficient in the art of tracking, and even if they are misled, they can catch up quickly, and the distance is constantly shrinking.

Half a day later.

"If we can't go on like this, we will be caught up sooner or later. Zhang Fan was a little worried, the other party had two monks from the psychic realm, if it was in the early stage of the psychic realm, it was fine, if it was a monk in the middle of the psychic realm, he might not be able to get out of the way.

"Princess, you go first, I will stay and break off, and one can go. The guard's face was resolute, he was proficient in the art of tracking, and he knew that the other party's attainments in this area were no worse than him, and the most important thing was that the other party's realm was higher than theirs and faster than them, so he would be able to catch up with them quickly.

"No, if you stay, you're going to die. Xia Yiyi refused.

"You go, I'll cut it off. Zhang Fan said at this time.

"Zhang Fan, you...... No, it's too dangerous, let's speed up and get to Donglin City before they catch up. ”

"Yes, and there are two psychic realm monks on the other side, it's too dangerous. Ru Qiaoyue also said on the side.

"Go quickly, they are catching up. Zhang Fan said hurriedly, he sensed that there were five breaths approaching rapidly, and two of them were particularly powerful.

"Hurry up! It's too late to go! Don't worry, I can escape even if I am defeated. ”

At this time, Xia Yiyi also felt those breaths and knew that she couldn't delay any longer.

"Let's go!"

Before leaving, she took a deep look at Zhang Fan's back.

After a few moments, the pursuers arrived, and it was the five knights.

"Heh, a junior in the Secret Realm dares to stop me and the others, boy, tell me the direction in which they escaped, and surround your life. A knight's tone was slightly frivolous, and he didn't take Zhang Fan in his eyes at all.

Zhang Fan's expression was indifferent, and he looked at the five knights without saying a word.

The knight at the head spoke, "Take him down, and the others and I will continue to chase." ”

"Yes, Senpai. The knight who spoke first took the order, and then licked his lips with a bloodthirsty look on his face.

Five knights rushed towards Zhang Fan, the knight confronted Zhang Fan, and the other four galloped past him.

Just as they were about to rush past Zhang Fan, a sea of bitterness swept like four people, and there were demon shadows and dead souls rushing out of the sea of suffering, like four people killing.

Zhang Fan himself punched out, piercing the chest of the knight who rushed towards him and flying out.

"Retreat!"

The leading knight immediately noticed the anomaly and flew upside down from his mount.

The other knights didn't have his powerful aura.

Another psychic realm monk was entangled in the demon shadow, and several large pieces of flesh and blood were torn off his body before he broke free.

As for the other two knights, they were swallowed by the sea of suffering.

The leading monk's eyes were cold, and there was not a trace of expression on his face.

"It turns out that I have a vision, no wonder I dare to stop us here. He spoke in a calm tone, not caring about the deaths of the other knights.

"If you want to catch up, you must pass me first. Zhang Fan's fighting spirit was high, he knew that this might be the strongest opponent he had encountered since his debut, if he was not mistaken, this person was a monk in the middle of the psychic realm.

There are three major realms in the psychic realm, attracting spirits, cultivating spirits, and melting spirits, which is a process of strengthening and transforming the primordial spirits.

The leading knight was still expressionless, just glanced at the vision behind Zhang Fan, and said, "Bitter Sea Golden Lotus, not bad." ”

Then I saw that the momentum on the monk's body continued to rise, and there was a special coercion emanating from it, which came from the Yuan Shen.

His forehead was glowing, and a purple scorpion flew out of it.

As soon as the purple scorpion suddenly appeared, the hook on its tail turned into a sharp mane and pierced at him.

The golden lotus on the bitter sea flew out and greeted the Limang.

'Boom'

Zhang Fan took a few steps back, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the monk stood still without moving.

"The middle stage of the psychic realm is really strong. He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hands.

He suffered a small loss in the collision just now, and the power of the primordial god was inferior to that monk.

"Junior is killed!" another monk from the early stage of the psychic realm swept at him with a kick that wanted to break him at the waist.

And the scorpion that had been transformed into a primordial god attacked him again, and a pair of open scorpion claws had some kind of suction to suck his primordial spirit away.

"Kill!"

The sea of bitterness swept through, temporarily trapping the early stage cultivator of the Psychic Realm, and a pair of his own fists collided with two scorpion claws that shimmered with strange light.

'Bang~~~'

The scorpion that the original god turned into was actually as if it had materialized, and it collided with his fist with a metallic crashing sound.

Zhang Fan waved his big hand, and a giant palm transformed by spiritual energy appeared, slapping at the body of the mid-stage cultivator of the psychic realm.

A trace of emotion finally appeared on the monk's face, "This technique is good, I will search for your Yuan Shen and take out the magic trick in a while." ”

Then a short knife appeared, and there was a mist swirling, slashing like the palm of the aura.

"Spirit Weapon!"

Zhang Fan's heart sank, this was an intact spiritual weapon short knife, the power was huge, and the giant palm transformed by the spiritual energy was cut in an instant.

'Wow~~'

The sea of bitterness that originally entangled the monk in the early stage of the psychic realm set off a monstrous wave to smash the monk in the middle of the psychic realm, and countless demon shadows and dead souls in the sea of bitterness rushed out, turning into a place of yin souls in an instant.

Zhang Fan only begged Kuhai to hold back the other party for a short time, so that he could kill another psychic realm monk first.

"Junior dare! Die for me!"

The Psychic Realm monk who had escaped from the predicament immediately rushed towards Zhang Fan, and the aura convergence was almost substantial.

Zhang Fan's blood was also steaming, and the aura filled his body, rushing towards the monk.

'Bang'

A fist hit Zhang Fan's chest, and a look of pride flashed across the monk's face, and then the next moment, a look of horror appeared on his face.

"What!"

Zhang Fan forcibly endured a mouthful of blood, then grabbed the monk with his left hand and hit him in the right arm of the chest, and smashed it with his right fist.

"Ahh

The monk never thought that Zhang Fan punched him just to entangle him, and he swung out his left fist and hit Zhang Fan's head.

'Click'

A fist smashed into his left arm, breaking his arm, and then countless steaming fist shadows appeared in front of him.

"Ah!!h

The monk screamed and tried to break free, but Zhang Fan's physical body was so powerful that he was not moved at all.

'Bang'

The sound of fists hitting the flesh sounded, and in a moment of kung fu, the cultivation body was smashed to death by Zhang Fan's fist, and he himself was hit hard by the monk's several blows, and blood continued to flow out of his mouth.

He looked up at the monk in the middle of the psychic realm, and saw a short knife emitting a glowing light against the sea of suffering and countless demon shadows, and the monk stood aside and looked at him quietly.

Zhang Fan's pupils shrank slightly surprised, this person was not entangled in the sea of suffering at all, and he didn't come up to rescue his companions.

The monk seemed to read the meaning in his eyes, and said, "No surprise, just a few pieces of waste." He paused, and then said: "Junior, I see that you have good qualifications, you have a vision, and your physical body is at the extreme, and I have a heart of cherishing talents, and tell the whereabouts of Princess Daxia, I will introduce you into my sect, and with a little polishing, you can follow my sect Holy Son, which is a great opportunity for you." ”

"Is the Holy Son of Qingfengmen? like that uncle Xu Si's garbage, I slaughter him like a dog!"

The cultivator shook his head and smiled softly, "Heh, Qingfeng Gate? is the Xuanying Sect behind Qingfeng Gate, and in my eyes, it is like an ant, and it can be destroyed in an instant." ”

"You are a person from the Middle Domain! You are here for the Imperial Dragon Qi of Great Xia!" Zhang Fan was shocked in his heart, the worst guess came true, he could ignore the Qingfeng Gate and the Xuanming Sect behind the so-called Qingfeng Gate, only the people of the Central Domain.

"The junior has a good understanding, indeed, I am from the middle domain of your mouth, think about it carefully, it will be of great benefit to you to follow my Sect Holy Son. ”

"If you Holy Son dare to come, I will slap him to death in the same realm! Start with you, an old thief, and he will slaughter your Holy Son every day!"

After the words were closed, Zhang Fan spit out the blood stains in his mouth, rushed to the monk, and punched him.