Chapter Eighty-Four: Offensive and Defensive Momentum

Leaning against the trunk of the tree, a few breaths really emerged from Mu Fan's divine consciousness. These breaths are not strong, and they are probably the ones who went to the mountains to find the golden flying sword.

When they find a flying sword, eighty percent of it will be dedicated to the sect or some masters, in exchange for other benefits. If you can't control your greed and want to keep it for yourself, the end is nothing more than death.

Through divine sense, these people are getting closer and closer.

As these people approached, Mu Fan didn't even need to detect with his divine sense, he only needed to put his ear to the trunk of the tree to hear their footsteps.

Later, as if these people were going to rest, they sat down under a mountain rock, about twenty zhang away from the ancient tree where Mu Fan was.

Mu Fan breathed a sigh of relief and was very troublesome. He doesn't want to kill more people, and if he is discovered, he will kill all these people, and it is best not to meet them.

The rest of the group was lying or lying, and a fat man took out some dry food from the package, distributed it to everyone, and said, "Eat quickly, everyone, we will continue to look for people later." ”

A man of medium stature took the rations, "Damn, I heard that more than a group of people died. ”

"Alas! It seems that it is not good stubble that is done, and after we encounter it, we must not provoke it. The lean man said.

The fat man took a bite of the cake and said, "Just remember the faces of strangers when you meet them, just pretend not to care, and don't be seen by them." ”

The lean man said: "The old fat is right, pretend not to care, just wait until we leave the mountains and go to Peach Blossom Town to find someone to draw it." Don't worry about finding someone to do it. ”

The man of medium stature said, "Say, what are we doing now?" Find a flying sword for someone else, and you must hand it in after you find it. ”

None of the eight people in his company answered his words.

He paused, and then said, "Live like this all your life, and always be driven by others." Sometimes the death is unknown, and maybe no one has found out yet. ”

His words caused a longer silence, and a woman sighed: "If we want qualifications or no qualifications, we want a background without a background, how can we live as a human being?" ”

She swallowed hard and said, "Accept your fate." ”

The man of medium stature leaned against the mountain rock, ate dry food without a mouthful, and thought in his heart: "Isn't this flying sword an opportunity, as long as you seize this opportunity, it is possible to ascend to the sky in one step." ”

Mu Fan leaned against the tree, twisting his body slightly, and was a little tired from always maintaining a posture.

In the dark tree hole, the two of them deliberately slowed down their breathing to avoid being detected by people outside. Despite this, they could clearly hear each other's breathing.

Xiao Wan gently rubbed her neck and adjusted to a relatively comfortable position.

When two people move, it is inevitable that there will be some physical friction. Mu Fan was okay, Xiao Wan had already blushed. Fortunately, it was very dark here, and almost no light could shine in, and the young master couldn't see it.

After a few more moments, footsteps could be heard outside.

Mu Fan thought they were leaving, but his divine sense detected that another group of people were coming.

It didn't take long for the two groups to meet smoothly.

Mu Fan was a little speechless, I am afraid that these two groups of people will have to spend a lot of time greeting each other.

But it turned out that he was wrong, very wrong.

The footsteps from outside suddenly became urgent, and Mu Fan detected that the breath of the two groups of people fluctuated sharply, and it was clear that they were running the True Yuan with all their might.

The sound of slamming, the sound of swords clashing, screams began to sound......

"These two groups of people have done it, and they are the kind that will never die." Mu Fan made a conclusion in his heart.

Outside the ancient tree, the man of medium stature had a hideous face, and when he saw the golden flying sword in the hands of the group of people opposite, greed immediately devoured his reason.

At that moment, he was like he was crazy, and all he had in his eyes was the golden flying sword that could completely change his fate.

So, he made a move, and before the group of people on the other side could react, he cut off the head of the man holding the golden flying sword with a sword.

The golden flying sword fell to the ground, and the head also rolled to the ground, turning around a few times, but no one cared.

The man of medium stature picked up the golden flying sword, and his impulse was like a spark, detonating everyone's emotions.

Impulsiveness is the devil, and the atmosphere on both sides is tense.

The man of medium stature clenched the golden flying sword, felt the tremendous power coming from the hilt, and sneered: "The sword is mine, you all go to die!" ”

He swung his sword and slashed at the group of people on the opposite side, and the momentum of the crazy increase frightened the group of people who had to face it.

Sword qi, fist wind, sword qi, all kinds of true elements stirred, and the surrounding trees were blown away.

Mu Fan sensed the expansion of the battle and immediately tied a handkerchief to his face.

Xiao Wan saw that the young master covered his face with a handkerchief, and hurriedly covered his face with a handkerchief.

Mu Fan took Xiao Wan's hand and cut off the trees with a sword. The two jumped out of the ancient tree and had no intention of fighting, and the battle between these two groups of people would soon attract more people to come.

The sword of a man of medium stature is not fast enough, his strength is too low, and his strength with the help of the sword is still limited.

Unlike Mu Fan, at the moment when he decided to fight, he directly killed everyone with his sword, cleanly and neatly, cutting the grass and roots.

Mu Fan and Xiao Wan suddenly emerged from the ancient tree, and both groups of people discovered them. In addition, both of them had handkerchiefs on their faces, and they couldn't see their faces clearly, which aroused the suspicion of these people.

Mu Fan didn't even look back, and now it is impossible to hide his whereabouts. He simply flew his sword into the air and left at full speed with Xiao Wan.

The movement of the battle attracted a lot of people, and someone found Mu Fan and Xiao Wan, who were masked and suspicious, and hurriedly chased after them.

Mu Fan gave Xiao Wan a try, and Xiao Wan raised her wrist lightly and summoned the flying sword.

A silver ray flashed across the sky, piercing through the clouds and slashing the throat of the nearest pursuer.

The man didn't even have time to scream, and he could never open his mouth. Even the man and the sword fell into the mountain forest, startling a flock of birds.

Xiao Wan controlled the flying sword with her mind, and with a slight movement of her wrist, the flying sword turned into a charming and deadly silver light, constantly slashing the latter.

There were too many people chasing after them, and gradually formed a situation of encirclement......

Xiao Wan patted the young master's shoulder, and then silently recited the flying duel, her flying sword suddenly became larger.

Mu Fan's right hand was clenched, and before it could be clenched into a fist, the hilt of the flying sword under his feet had already appeared in his right hand. At the same time, Xiao Wan hugged Mu Fan's waist and carried him to her flying sword.

In an instant, the two of them transformed their flying swords, changing the momentum of attack and defense.

Xiao Wan controlled the flying sword under her feet and turned around suddenly, and Mu Fan ran the true yuan and swung a sword with all his might.

A sword light shone in the sky, Mu Fan collected his sword and half-knelt on Xiao Wan's sword, and a fan-shaped no-man's land was slashed out by him with a sword.

A rain of blood fell, and everyone in the fan-shaped area was cut in two. Before they could draw their swords, they were cut in two with their swords!

Xiao Wan controlled the flying sword to fly towards the no-man's land, her palms were sticky, and she sweated a lot.

Mu Fan felt a little stuffy in his chest, the injuries he and Xiao Peng had not yet healed, plus the influence of the Lust Gu. After slashing out a sword with all his strength, he suddenly felt a sense of weakness.

"We really have a tacit understanding!" Mu Fan sat on Xiao Wan's flying sword and gasped.