Mu Fan thought of Xiang Jia, the leader of the night, and the old man who took his Huangquan dragon coffin. He can't do any of these things, and there's no need to talk to Kong Qian.

In Kong Qian's view, Mu Fan's hesitation was tantamount to acquiescence in disguise.

The flying sword under Kong Qian's feet was not idle, and fled to the west at full speed. At that time, the reason why he gave up killing the remaining people of the six-petal blood flower was because he sensed the aura of Lin Xiao and Shang Chong.

According to what he knew about the two of them, the six-petal blood flower should all wither.

Kong Qian once saw the carved pillar, and Shang Chong, the owner of the carved pillar.

Shang Chong has no teacher, and on the way to martial arts, he is all on his own. With his obsession with martial arts, he is stepping to the top. To this day, it is rare for anyone in the world to overpower him in martial arts.

Escaping was boring, Mu Fan covered his eyes, turned his back, and observed his surroundings from time to time to judge his position.

He rubbed his eyes, he couldn't keep up with the change of scenery, he was too tired.

Suddenly, the soles of Kong Qian's feet slipped and fell from the Chengqian sword. His body was like a kite with a broken string, smashing into the forest below with inertia.

Chengqian Sword took the initiative to protect the lord and rushed to the forest below with Mu Fan.

The Chengqian Sword surrounded Kong Qian in the center, and the sword body slowly rotated around him. Its purpose was to isolate Mu Fan and Kong Qian, and prevent Mu Fan from taking the opportunity to kill its master.

Mu Fan smiled happily when he saw this scene, and the action of Chengqian Sword indicated that Kong Qian had reached the end of his crossbow, and he was no longer without a chance.

The skeleton mask was refined by him after all, and even if it was now on Kong Qian's body, Mu Fan's hands were locked, he could still summon Yan Yi.

Thick black smoke drifted out of the skull mask, quickly condensing into Yan Yi's appearance. Yan Yi was holding a dagger in his hand, and the edge of the dagger was quenched with the world's top ten poisons - night fragrance.

The Chengqian sword turned into a streamer and cut off Yan Yi's hand holding the dagger at the wrist. However, Yan Yi can turn into a cloud of gas, the black gas is permeated, and the dagger is castrated.

The sword has a spirit, spinning and coming, turning Yan Yi into fireworks.

Mu Fan didn't care what happened to Yan Yi, he just ran towards the east vigorously. As he was running, he suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Shit, this goddamn dog chain!" Mu Fan cursed, walked to the stone beside him, and put his hands on it.

Mu Fan took a deep breath and closed his eyes, although he was very reluctant in his heart, compared to his life, a pair of hands was nothing.

He lifted the green snake robe upwards and bit down on a piece of clothing with his mouth. In case of severe pain, I accidentally bit my tongue off.

The flesh hit the stone with a dull sound, and Mu Fan's body twitched from the severe pain, and his upper and lower teeth clenched the fabric tightly.

"Hmph...... Hmmm......"

Mu Fan's nose came out with a series of sounds that he didn't even know what they were. With just the first blow, the bone in his wrist was broken.

"I'm going to run, I'm going to get out of here!" Mu Fan cheered himself up in his heart.

He raised his hands, and then fell hard. The stone was covered in his blood, and it didn't fit in with the blue-yellow grass around it.

The hands were raised again, and a blood-stained hand prevented him from breaking his wrist for the third time.

"Even if your hand is broken, you can't escape from the palm of my hand." Kong Qian said hoarsely.

Mu Fan's chest rose and fell, and his whole body trembled, not because he was afraid of Kong Qian, but because of the pain in his wrist.

"You'd better kill me now, or you'll say I'll kill you later." Mu Fan's tone was surprisingly calm, although his voice was high and low, but the calmness in his words, Kong Qian could hear it.

Mu Fan is not a fool of his brain, saying this kind of death-seeking words. Anyway, Kong Qian wanted to keep his head and cut it off in front of his master. It's better to be tough, and you've had a good time when you're dead.

"Ye Feng accepts a good apprentice, if you don't die at my hands, your future achievements will definitely not be worse than your master."

Mu Fan stood up from the grass and said, "If I didn't die at your hands, you will definitely die at my hands in the future." ”

Kong Qian wiped the blood from his face and said, "There won't be a day, even if I let you go, you won't be able to kill me." ”

"I'll die at my own hands." Kong Qian smiled, "The moment Ye Feng killed my wife and children, I only lived for revenge. ”

Mu Fan said: "You will not defeat my master, you will only be defeated." ”

Kong Qian pinched Mu Fan's chin and said condescendingly: "Live well and cherish the last few days." The moment Ye Feng came, it was the moment when you died. ”

Mu Fan stared at Kong Qian's eyes and said with a smile, "I believe in my master. ”

"Do you think there is any difference between Ye Feng and me?" A hint of pity flashed in Kong Qian's eyes, "He and I are the same kind of person, if he completes his revenge, you won't be able to see him." ”

Mu Fan looked at Kong Qian, who was covered in blood, and mocked: "How long can you hold on now?" I don't believe that there is any certainty that I can defeat my master now. ”

Kong Qian spat out a mouthful of blood, most of which was sprayed on Mu Fan's face.

He turned his head to Cheng Qianjian and said, "If I die, you will kill this kid." Whoever flees to the ends of the earth, kill him! ”

The Chengqian Sword flew and circled in the air, and then flew around Mu Fan's neck twice, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Kong Qian took out a formation map from the mustard seed space, and the formation map immediately became larger when it encountered the air, and then turned into a ray of light and imprinted into the land within a radius of 100 meters.

After doing all this, Kong Qian sat on the ground, meditated and breathed, and recovered from his injuries.

Mu Fan sat fifty meters away from him, and as soon as Mu Fan moved away from Kong Qian or approached Kong Qian, the Chengqian Sword would fly over to stop him.

Kong Qian had already taken an eight-rank pill before, and the pill continued to exert its medicinal power, cooperating with his true yuan to force out the sword qi and sword qi in his body little by little.

The process is slow and painful, and fraught with danger. If one is not careful, it may injure the internal organs, and the sword qi and sword qi burst out in an instant, which is enough to turn Kong Qian into a hornet's nest.

Mu Fan watched Kong Qian heal from fifty meters away, and now he can't escape, and he doesn't have the ability to kill Kong Qian.

Mu Fan simply lay on the ground and took out a six-grade healing pill from the storage ring. He crumpled the elixir with his elbow, and then dipped his wrist in the broken pills.

The pain in my wrist has decreased a lot, only a little soreness. When he was about to break his wrist just now, he made a lot of determination.

Many of the bones in the wrist have been shattered to slag, and it will take a few days for them to fully recover.

Mu Fan closed his eyes and recuperated, cursing Kong Qian in his heart for becoming a demented waste. In this way, the Chengqian Sword would not kill him, and Kong Qian would lose the ability to kill him.

After lying down for a while, Mu Fan felt a little hungry, so he took out some food and water from the storage space and prepared to have a full meal here.

He took out his handkerchief, washed his hands with water, and then dried them with a handkerchief.

Looking at the thousand-year-old orchid embroidered on the handkerchief, Mu Fan said secretly: "Alive, I want to live for a thousand years." ”

As long as you don't die, there is hope, no matter how strong the enemy is, there will always be times when you are negligent.

Mu Fan was eating while thinking about countermeasures. He put a piece of halva in his mouth and thought to himself, "How can we get rid of him?" ”