Chen Fan saw that the old monster Hong Jin and Luo Mo were attacking him at the same time, glanced at Sun Zhenbei, jumped forward, and ran to the depths of the back mountain.

"Do you want to escape?" Hong Jin sneered, exuding a red blood mist aura all over his body, and his speed instantly became much faster, "I'm going to break you into ten thousand pieces!"

"Then you have to catch up with me first!"

Chen Fan sneered, his body was as light as a sway, and with one move, the swallow returned to the nest, easily got rid of the attack of Hong Jin and Luo Mo, and his body turned into an afterimage and disappeared into the forest.

"Chase!!"

Hong Jin's voice still echoed, standing in the same place Sun Zhenbei, feeling the endless vitality of the body moistening the dry body, his expression was a little complicated, and then saw that Chen Fan was able to use light skills under the attack of the two, and said to himself: "It turns out that the light skills of the Sun family, on his body, can exert such power." ”

Sun Zhenbei took a deep breath and planned to catch up, but his face turned pale, and his face showed helplessness, "Although I saved my life, did I lose all my cultivation?"

"Tai Weng!"

The Sun's wrestlers hidden in the forest came up one after another.

"I'm fine, let's find a way to deal with these Gu worms. Sun Zhenbei looked worried, turned to look at the white bones, and looked indifferent, "In the future, you should listen to Xiaomei's orders." ”

"Tai Weng, you are ......"

The people who followed Sun Zhenbei were the real core figures of the Sun family, and of course they understood what Sun Zhenbei meant.

"Needless to say, let's do things first. Sun Zhenbei took out a pill, "Sprinkle this medicinal powder around to avoid the disaster of Gu worms." ”

"Tai Weng, these Gu worms, somehow, are dead. A Sun's wrestler said.

"Is it dead?" Sun Zhenbei's nose moved slightly, and then he sighed, "It seems that this Divine Doctor Chen needs our Sun family to treat each other with real courtesy." ”

"Tai Weng, Chen Shen He's ...... Will it work?" said one wrestler.

Sun Zhenbei was silent and did not answer.

At this time, a shirtless Sun man hurried from the bottom of the mountain, and before the person arrived, the whole person knelt down, and he looked sad and indignant, "Taiweng, the medicinal materials for boiling eight-treasure porridge were broken in by that Luo Demon Young Master and taken away again!"

"What...... What?"

Sun Zhenbei's body shook, and the people next to him hurriedly supported him.

"How so...... Isn't the disaster of the Sun family over yet?"

Sun Zhen was bloodless in the north, and waved his hand, "Bring ...... Take me to see it. ”

Sun Zhenbei and his party left in a hurry, leaving only two piles of white bones spread on the ground, among which there was a ring emitting a faint light on the white bone finger turned by Hong Yin.

......

On the other side, Chen Fan kept a certain distance under the pursuit of Hong Jin and Luo Mo, and quickly swept towards the top of the mountain, and in a few minutes, he had reached the top of the mountain with silver frost and snow.

Chen Fan stopped, glanced back at the red blood mist that was gradually approaching, and then glanced at Luo Mo who was still some distance away, as he guessed, although this Luo Demon Young Master was infinitely powerful, in terms of speed, he was only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

Goo-goo!

The red blood mist gradually condensed into Hong Jin's body, and his crow-like voice echoed around, "Boy, why didn't you run away?"

"Escape?" a sly smile appeared on Chen Fan's face, "You think too much, I just think that the green mountains here are faint, and it is suitable to bury your white bones." ”

"Arrogance!" Hong Jin's body gradually condensed, "Do you think that if the old man loses a punch to you in the afternoon, the old man's strength will be limited to this?"

"Oh, then you'd better show your true skills in the first place, or you'll die when that person reaches the top of the mountain. Chen Fan stood in the breeze and didn't see any movement, but the smile on his face made Hong Jin more and more annoyed and angry.

I can't imagine that all these years of seclusion have not been born, and even a secular boy dares to be arrogant!"

Hong Jin's thin face was full of anger, and when he touched his fingers, a brown bottle was taken out by him, with a flick of his thumb, the cap was lifted, and a mixed smell of blood and medicine filled the air.

Chen Fan frowned, "It turns out that the medicinal materials used by the Sun family to make eight-treasure porridge have been served by you again." ”

"Hahaha, it is worthy of studying medicine, smelling and knowing medicine, hum, I have the ability, it is not good to save people obediently, but I want to cause trouble, so I blame the old man for being polite. After Hong Jin swallowed the strange medicinal liquid, the aura on his body instantly soared, and with the place where he was standing, the frost and snow on the ground condensed into a thick layer, making a clicking sound.

"Here comes the knife!"

Hong Jin's whole person was bathed in blood mist, like a hell of a Shura, he made a move out of thin air, a black short knife appeared, and the blood mist wrapped around his body suddenly surged to the short knife in the palm of his hand, and in the blink of an eye, a huge blood knife was terrifying.

"Die!"

Hong Jin laughed wildly, the whole person was surrounded by blood mist, a bloody man who grew more than two meters tall out of thin air, the long knife in his hand had not yet been cut off, and within a distance of four or five meters centered on Chen Fan, a blood-colored barrier was formed, and the barrier was as high as two meters, locking Chen Fan firmly in it.

Feeling that the qi was blocked, Chen Fan slowly raised his head, the corners of his mouth outlined a smile, and his right hand ** held the ring glowing with purple light, and said to himself: "Sure enough, does this kind of provocation make you feel unhappy too?

Boom!

A touch of silver light emanated from Chen Fan's fingertips, a scimitar less than two feet emitted a silver moon roar, the handle of the knife was held by Chen Fan, and in an instant, the purple light burst into the sky, and the purple qi rushed from the tip of the knife, as if the moonlight falling from the sky was poured on the Shenyue scimitar at this moment.

Hong Jin, who was in the air, only felt that his eyes were stinging, and the evil qi around him was dissipating with a devastating momentum, and he showed an incredible look, "Shenyue scimitar, how can it be in your hands!!"

Chen Fan did not answer Hong Jin's question, but raised his arm and coldly spit out a word: "Chop!"

The purple light, like a silk thread, after being drawn out, instantly spread out in all directions, a crescent moon, cutting through the blood mist, just like the moon in the sky covered by dark clouds, the moonlight will eventually penetrate the clouds!

The moonlight eroded the blood mist, tearing Hong Jin's frightened face, and a bloodshot rushed on a green pine more than ten meters away, and the snow was dyed red!

A cool breeze blew, the blood mist dissipated, and with a bang, the black knife across Hong Jin's chest broke in two, and the tip of the knife fell to the ground, and the handle of the knife was held by him.

The brilliance of the moonlight gradually converged and disappeared, and on the scimitar of the divine moon, a drop of red blood rolled down!

Chen Fan gently dusted off the blade of the knife, the blade buzzed, as if he had drunk the blood, and disappeared into Chen Fan's ring, Chen Fan spat lightly: "You also have a knife?"

Hong Jin's body had a faint tendency to collapse, and his eyes looked directly at Chen Fan, "Shenyue...... Machete!"

Burst!

Hong Jin's body was divided into two, Chen Fan didn't blink, and with a flick of his hand, a true qi cut off the ring on his finger and submerged it into his sleeve.

After doing all this, Chen Fan took a deep breath, and his slightly pale face quickly returned to normal.

(End of chapter)