"Haha, quite a stubborn boy, okay, I'll let you try the stubborn result today!" As he spoke, Shen Tu Chong raised the Xuanyin Gun in his hand with a "swish", the Xuanyin Gun glowing with black light, suddenly broke away from Shen Tu Chong's palm and flew quickly towards Fanchuan. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing the Xuanyin spear galloping in, Fan Chuan didn't seem to be afraid, with a resolute expression, his feet began to glow with green light, and after a while, he saw a flying sword looming out of Fan Chuan's feet, which was the Broken Star Flying Sword given to Fan Chuan by Huaichen before.

Then I saw Fan Chuan stepping on the Shattered Star Flying Sword, holding the Chu Yuan Purple Sword in his hand, and flew in the air at the same speed, until he flew to the same height as Shen Tu Chong, then he stopped, suspended in the air, waiting for the upcoming Xuanyin Spear.

At this time, Ling Guan Zhenren, who had been watching the battle from the rear, seemed to be unable to stand it, endured his exhaustion, and with a "swish" sound, he also flew into the air and flew towards the air suspended by Fan Chuan.

But before Ling Guan Zhenren flew to Fan Chuan's side, Shen Tu Chong's Xuanyin Spear had already reached Fan Chuan's body one step ahead.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the sound of weapons colliding came, and I saw that the Chu Yuan Purple Sword in Fan Chuan's hand was accurately slashed at the body of the Xuanyin Gun, so that the Xuanyin Gun could no longer sprint forward, and then looked at Fan Chuan's forehead, and at the moment when these two Xiuzhen weapons collided, a little beads of sweat dripped down, and the green tendons on the forehead were even more exposed, as if they were struggling to support.

"Ahh

Fan Chuan shouted, "Ah", the Chu Yuan Purple Sword in his hand retreated, and before the Xuanyin Spear could move forward again, Fan Chuan was like an angry God of War, holding the Chu Yuan Purple Sword with both hands, and once again slashed the body of the Xuanyin Spear with all his strength.

"Bang!"

First, there were two tremors, and then I saw Fan Chuan and Xuanyin Spear, who were holding Chu Yuan's purple sword tightly in their hands, each flew out upside down, Fan Chuan was carrying Chu Yuan's purple sword, and they fell to the ground together, and the Shattered Star Flying Sword at Fan Chuan's feet before was also nowhere to be found at this time.

And looking at the Xuanyin Spear again, I saw that the Xuanyin Spear after being chopped by Chu Yuan's Purple Sword fell backwards at great speed with the wind. But at the moment of falling, there was a sudden crisp sound of "pop" in the sky, and I saw that the Xuanyin gun was cut off from the waist of the gun body, and the gun body was turned into two halves, accompanied by black smoke, and fell to the ground with a slight tremble, no longer moving.

"I'm going to kill you, boy!"

At this time, Shen Tu Chong, who was suspended in the air, couldn't help but look up to the sky and be furious when he saw the Xuanyin Gun being destroyed, and the black smoke on his body, as if it was originally wrapped in space, "poof", all the springs gushed out, surrounding Shen Tu Chong's body, rotating extremely fast.

"Whoosh!"

There was a sound of Shen Tu Chong's body rubbing against the air in the sky, it was obvious that the speed was very fast, and then before Fan Chuan could make a defense, Shen Tu Chong had already arrived in front of Fan Chuan.

I saw Shen Tu Chong raising his right hand, and the pitch-black smoke accompanied by the black fist instantly hit Fan Chuan's body. Because of the power of the true qi contained in this blow, it was extremely powerful, so that the environment around Shen Tu Chong's body was still at this moment, as if he was playing slow motion, and at this time, Fan Chuan also sensed the incomparable true air flow, so that at this time, Fan Chuan's handsome face was squeezed by the true air flow, and it became a little distorted.

With such a true air flow, Fan Chuan is destined to be unable to defend against it, let alone resist or fight back, staying at this moment, Fan Chuan was not afraid, but there were some teardrops in his somewhat tired eyes. Fan Chuan wanted to close his eyes and wait for the final judgment of all this.

"Shhh

At this moment, Fan Chuan suddenly heard some movement behind him, and along with this movement, there was also a powerful true air flow, and it was a true air flow that made Fan Chuan feel familiar and warm.

"It's a real person here!" Sensing the familiar true airflow, Fan Chuan said in surprise, and then cheered up again, reached out and wiped a trace of tears from the corner of his eye, and turned to look at the comer.

"Fanchuan Xiaoyou, get out of the way!"

As soon as Fan Chuan turned his head, he saw Ling Guan Zhenren roaring over, knowing that he was not Shen Tu Chong's opponent, Fan Chuan endured the pain of Chu Yuan's purple sword backlash just now, and stepped aside, out of the range of Shen Tu Chong's attack.

"Old man Lingguan, you are looking for death!"

When Shen Tu Chong saw the sudden appearance of Ling Guan Zhenren, he shouted angrily, and then turned his attack direction to Ling Guan Zhenren.

"Do you think that only your Xuan ** cultivators can recover so quickly? haha!"

Looking at the angry Shen Tu Chong, Ling Guan Zhenren smiled faintly, and then saw the blue Xiuzhen Sword just now looming in Ling Guan Zhenren's hand, and the Xiuzhen Sword was sacrificed, and Ling Guan Zhenren's body began to surround with blue.

"Do you also have the spirit of Xuanyin?" Hearing Ling Guan Zhenren's words, Shen Tu Chong deliberately slowed down the rhythm of the attack, and asked out loud with a puzzled expression, but as soon as the words fell, Shen Tu Chong shook his head again, with a look of disbelief, and said to himself: "Impossible! Impossible! You can't have the spirit of Xuanyin!"

Looking at Shen Tu Chong, who was a little contradictory, Ling Guan Zhenren smiled faintly: "Hehe, what kind of Xuanyin spirit, the old man is really not rare, I can recover so quickly, it's all the will of heaven, you accept your fate!" Ling Guan Zhenren's voice fell, and he didn't even take the initiative to do it, but deliberately shook the blue Xiuzhen Sword in his hand, and looked at Shen Tu Chong with both eyes, as if he wanted to wait for Shen Tu Chong to strike first.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Fan Chuan understood, it turned out that Shen Tu Chong had the Xuanyin Spirit in his body, the so-called Xuanyin Spirit, which can allow cultivators to quickly replenish their true qi, and fight for a long time, they will not feel tired, no wonder Shentu Chong has just fought with Ling Guan Zhenren, but he can still have the energy to deal with Fan Chuan, which makes Fan Chuan feel a trace of curiosity about Xuan **, and a trace of faint fear.

And looking at Ling Guan Zhenren again, Fan Chuan seemed to have found some clues, because Ling Guan Zhenren's legs at this time seemed to be trembling slightly, because Fan Chuan was relatively close to Ling Guan Zhenren, and Fan Chuan also noticed that Ling Guan Zhenren's hand holding the sword seemed to be slowly pouring out true qi, and this kind of dispersing true qi was actually a loss of true qi, and it was not used to gather for battle. Thinking of this, Fan Chuan suddenly became worried, and the anxiety on his face was obvious.

"Could it be that Ling Guan Zhenren is pretending to recover to deter Shen Tu Chong? With Shen Tu Chong's chaotic state of mind at this time, he is hiding from the world?" Fan Chuan thought silently in his heart, but the worry in his heart became more and more numerous and heavy.

"Old man Ling Guan, it seems that I underestimated you, okay, let's fight again in the open, I don't believe in my Xuan**, how long can you be rampant!"

At this moment, when Fan Chuan was meditating, Shen Tu Chong's shouting came from not far away, and Fan Chuan looked at it, only to see that Shen Tu Chong at this time seemed to have been greatly humiliated, and the black smoke on his whole body seemed to be beating back and forth rhythmically, in order to prove Shen Tu Chong's own powerful cultivation realm.

"Okay, the old man will fight with you!" Hearing Shen Tu Chong's words, Ling Guan Zhenren also seemed to have made a decision, and said in a resolute tone, and at the same time turned his head to look at Fan Chuan, nodded at Fan Chuan, and then nodded towards the position where many cultivators of the Night Moon Sect were standing.

Ling Guan Zhenren's meaning was obvious, he wanted Fan Chuan to leave immediately and return to the place where there were many cultivators in the Yeyue Sect, in case of Fan Chuan's personal safety.

Seeing this, Fan Chuan was a little angry, but a little moved, angry that Ling Guan Zhenren always protected himself from everything, making himself feel like he was in an infancy, which would only affect others, but what moved was that Ling Guan Zhenren did not care about the danger of his own life, but came in exchange for his own stealing life, and no matter when, Ling Guan Zhenren could always appear at the right time to protect himself.

The more Fan Chuan thought about it, the more he felt that he was particularly contradictory, he didn't know what was wrong with him, his thoughts were very confused, but after looking at Ling Guan Zhenren's slightly tired figure from behind, Fan Chuan decided that he couldn't leave, he must insist on helping Ling Guan Zhenren, and he couldn't let Ling Guan Zhenren bear these alone.

Thinking of this, Fan Chuan suddenly withdrew and quickly approached Ling Guan Zhenren, and the Chu Yuan Purple Sword in his hand struggled even more, as if he wanted to break away from Fan Chuan's palm, but was held tightly by Fan Chuan, and he couldn't get rid of it. Moreover, after Fan Chuan approached Ling Guan Zhenren, he took out four more Luo Dan Pure Heart Pills and swallowed them into his stomach, using the overflow of true qi to satisfy Chu Yuan's undue demand for the Purple Sword.

"Fan Chuan Xiaoyou, didn't you let you leave, why are you so stubborn!" Ling Guan Zhenren saw Fan Chuan approaching him, and pretended to be a little angry and said. At the same time, his eyes were still firmly fixed on Shen Tu Chong, in case Shen Tu Chong sneak attacked at any time.

"Real person, don't say it yet, this is for you!" Looking at Ling Guan Zhenren, who was a little angry, Fan Chuan not only did not feel afraid and guilty, but calmly took out one of the few Four Luo Dan Soul Ping Dan from the Crystal Ripple Feather Ring, and quickly handed it to Ling Guan Zhenren's hand.

"This?" Ling Guan Zhenren said as he looked at Fan Chuan with some confusion.

"Accept it, let's fight against these cultivators of evil arts!" Fan Chuan said loudly, as if the meaning of his words was deliberately to let Shen Tu Chong hear.

"Priest Otsu!

Ling Guan Zhenren was holding the Soul Ping Pill in his hand for a moment in a daze, only to hear Shen Tu Chong, who was not far away, turn around and look at the group of Xuanyin priests behind him, and ordered loudly.

Hearing Shen Tu Chong's words, some evil smiles appeared on Fan Chuan's handsome face.

"It's best to come together, so you don't have to engage in a sneak attack from behind!" Fan Chuan thought to himself as he looked at the group of Xuanyin priests who were gradually approaching Shen Tu Chong.

"Sect Master Fanchuan, real person, we also have to participate in the war!"

At this tense situation, behind Fan Chuan and Ling Guan Zhenren, there were suddenly bursts of shouts, followed by a few true qis, which quickly forced over.

Fan Chuan and Ling Guan Zhenren turned their heads to look at the comers, it was An Wu, Yi Yang, Ziyue, and the elders of Zhengli who had just recovered a little, and behind the elders, there were also many cultivators of the Yeyue Sect, including Bai Pingdao, Pu Xuan, and Shen You, the three brothers, and some other cultivators, most of whom were also in the cultivation realm above the Yuan Zhen stage.

Seeing a group of people rushing quickly, a wicked smile once again appeared on Fan Chuan's handsome face............