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In the mountains, countless trees stand in a forest, full of lush and dense meaning, the mountain stream has a gurgling water, and there are delicate pebbles on the waterside, experiencing the rising stream washing. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this time, a figure was covered in blood, holding a broken sword in his hand, treading water, running madly towards the mountain, leaving a little blood scattered in the water, passing through many figures, and the people who saw it looked at the figure that was far away with horror and some surprise.

A teenager looked at the figure in the distance, his eyes full of puzzlement, and asked, "Who is that?

"That's Zifan!" someone exclaimed, recognizing his identity, with horror in his mouth and shock in his heart.

"That genius Zifan in Fan City?"

"Oh my God, Zifan is actually covered in blood and is running away, how can he be so embarrassed"

"Did you meet a powerful demon beast chasing you? In that case, let's go quickly, otherwise the demon beast will definitely be unable to escape death when it catches up."

Everyone was speculating, and when they were about to leave, a white-clothed figure passed by, holding a sword in his hand, the sword was stained with blood, and a drop of blood fell on the leaves, and it was a little crystal in the sun.

"Someone dares to hunt down Zifan, who is he?"

"It's incredible"

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At this time, Zi Fan's face was pale, and he kept looking towards the rear, with unwillingness in his eyes, and he was already frightened in his heart, but he was helpless, looking at the remnant sword in his hand, he had a sense of humiliation in his heart, once upon a time he was called the first day of Fancheng, when was he so embarrassed.

Constantly turning around, Zi Han had already caught up with the long sword, and the killing intent in his eyes was Ling Ran, and he did not hide it at all.

"It's a ghost, damn it, isn't he a piece of waste?

Zi Fan said and looked up, his eyes suddenly rejoiced, not far away is a towering mountain, standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, that mountain is the purpose of everyone this time - Purple Mountain.

As long as he climbs to the top of Purple Mountain, it means that the trial is passed, as long as Zi Fan climbs Purple Mountain, no one dares to do anything to him again, he can use this to get rid of Zi Han, as long as Zi Feng and the others come, even if Zi Han is powerful, he will not be the opponent of so many people, maybe he can get back to the field.

The purple mountain is majestic, standing outside Ziyang City, at this moment Zi Fan is already close to the foot of the mountain, but Zi Han has been chasing after him not far away, with a wave of the long sword, a sword slash almost slashed at Zi Fan.

"Zi Han, I've arrived at Purple Mountain, you can't continue to attack me"

Zi Fan stood at the foot of Zi Mountain, looking at Zi Han with fear in his eyes, but he didn't stop, because he didn't believe that Zi Han would really stop because of these rules, if Zi Han would really stop and be willing to let him go, then Zi Han wouldn't have chased him for so long.

"Who said that they can't make a move on you when they reach Purple Mountain?"

Zi Han Ling Ran smiled, still chasing after Zi Fan, the sword in his hand was still as sharp as ever, his steps were sharp, and his figure became illusory at this time

Zi Fan's pupils contracted suddenly, and he was shocked when he looked at Zi Han, because he felt that Zi Han's speed was faster than before, and he was closer to him.

Shout!

On the top of the Purple Mountain, there is silence and no one, and the blazing sun shines on the mountain, because many people take this time as an experience and still fight with demon beasts in the mountains and forests to train themselves, and the terrain on the top of the mountain is very gentle, there are many huge stones around, and there are many fine cracks in the perennial weathering.

Zi Fan's footsteps landed in the central place, leaning on the battle flag, panting in his mouth, the wound on his chest was still bleeding blood, his face was as pale as snow, and he looked at the mountain climbing road with palpitations.

At this time, a young man slowly climbed to the top of the mountain with a sword, walked into his eyes, looked at Zifan under the battle flag indifferently, and said indifferently, "Now you have no way to escape"

Zi Fan looked at Zi Han with a frightened face, and kept saying, "This is the top of Purple Mountain, you can't kill me here, you will regret killing me."

"Who said I can't kill you, and I won't regret it," Zi Han asked rhetorically.

"This is the rule of the clan, if you kill me here, you will be punished, my grandfather will not let you go, and the purple clan will not let you go"

"Purple Clan, hehe" Zi Han laughed softly, there didn't seem to be the slightest fear on Junyi's face, and said, "You are using the Purple Clan to suppress me, I have never been afraid of the Purple Clan, and you were not very happy just now, didn't you scream a piece of waste just now?"

Zi Fan felt powerless in his heart, Zi Han was not shocked when he said these words, as if he didn't care at all, and suddenly, Zi Fan felt a sense of despair.

"No, you can't kill me"

Zi Fan screamed, because Zi Han's sword had been raised, Zi Fan got up and wanted to run, but just as he got up, a cold feeling accompanied by severe pain poured into his heart, and he fell under the battle flag, and the blood stained the battle flag red and the ground red.

Zi Fan clutched a stone with both hands, and kept moaning, the big flag behind him fell down, falling into the wind, and when Zi Han's sword cut down, his leg broke at the same time as the battle flag.

"Ah, you, you...... I won't let you go, I'm going to kill you"

Zi Fan gritted his teeth, his eyes were filled with fear and hatred, and Zi Han cut off his legs to make him feel desperate......

"You're annoying, but I'm not going to kill you"

Zi Han's eyes were still indifferent, looking at Zi Fan's eyes without the slightest wave, but turned to look at the road up the mountain, countless breaths continued to come towards the top of the mountain, and the first person to appear in front of Zi Han's eyes was a thin girl, the girl's thin body walked in the wind, but her face looked delicate, with a sword behind her, she climbed to the top of the mountain and looked at Zi Han, without the slightest expression on her face, just watched quietly.

Zi Han's pursuit of Zi Fan was very dynamic, and many people were watching him, especially those who wanted to wait for the martial arts in Zi Feng's hands by hunting him, they were especially attentive to him, and when he was chasing Zi Fan, they had already followed.

Next, a figure walked up to the top of the mountain, his body was like an iron tower, a pair of eyes looked at Zi Han with contempt as if they were flames, and then a young man, who seemed to be elegant, was carrying a big knife behind him, looking at Zi Han, there was a trace of gloom in his eyes, and he glanced at Zi Fan, who was lying with the battle flag, and there was a touch of jealousy in the depths of his eyes

Many figures kept walking towards the top of the mountain, ending the experience in advance, when they saw Zi Fan who fell in a pool of blood, their eyes welled up with horror, looking at all this incredibly, Zi Fan's reputation is great, and his strength is even more terrifying, in the late stage of the Spirit Mirror, but now he was defeated, his legs were chopped, and he could only lie in a pool of blood weakly.

Looking at everyone, Zi Han's brows frowned slightly, he felt an extremely powerful qi hidden in the crowd, that breath made people feel depressed, but he never found any trace of that person, but he was always looking for it, because that breath made him feel familiar and angry.

There was silence on the top of the mountain for a long time, and the tower-like figure seemed to be unable to hold back, took a step, looked at Zi Han, and said, "Boy, I didn't expect you to escape once, and now you dare to appear so blatantly, saying, what kind of trick did you use to defeat Zi Fan?"

"Heh, don't you have a mouth, don't you ask yourself?"

"Boy, you dare to talk to me like this"

"What are you, a wild man from an unknown branch?"

Zi Lie's fists were clenched, looking at Zi Han gloomily, gritting his teeth and looking around, looking at Zi Fan's miserable situation, he was a little shocked, he had fought with Zi Fan, and knew that Zi Fan was powerful, he asked himself if he could defeat Zi Fan, but when he saw Zi Fan's fiasco, he didn't want to believe that Zi Han did it.

Zi Han's eyes sank, looking at Zi Feng, the long sword in his hand was Lingling, he was not afraid at all, and when he looked at Zi Feng, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and said, "Zi Feng, the humiliation you gave me three years ago, today we should also come to settle the account."

"Haha, Zi Han, although I don't know what yin trick you used to defeat Zi Han, but since you dare to be here, then I will solve your trouble"

Bang!

Zi Feng untied the big knife behind him and smashed it to the ground, a big knife glowed with cold cold, Zi Feng grabbed the handle of the knife and looked at Zi Lie, and said, "Zi Lie, let's kill him today."

"As long as you don't break your word, what's the harm in killing him"

"As long as he dies, the martial arts are naturally yours"

Zi Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the thin girl standing in the distance, thinking for a moment in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Purple Pupil girl, are you interested in taking down this madman?"

The thin girl glanced at the long sword in Zi Han's hand, and was a little hesitant and a little jealous in her heart, but looking at the sword in Zi Han's hand, there was a bright color in her eyes, and she said, "What is the price of my shot?"

Zi Feng frowned slightly, then followed Zi Tong's gaze, couldn't help sneering, and said, "Kill Zi Han, the sword in his hand belongs to you."

"I can make a move, but I won't shoot with you, it's really unfair for three to one"

Zifeng's face changed, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Okay, then invite the purple-eyed girl to watch the battle, don't let him run"

"Nature"

The conversation between the three of them made Zi Han extremely unhappy, his breath became colder and colder, and the cold light on the sword became more terrifying, and he said in a deep voice, "Are you so confident that you can't kill me?"

Zi Feng smiled and said, "Killing you is like slaughtering a dog, how much confidence does it take?"

Zi Han's eyes looked into the distance, a sneering smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said, "You are really afraid of me."

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