Mu Fan looked up at the sky, the clouds were getting heavier and heavier, and there was a possibility of rain at any time.

He continued to use the retreat technique, and after a few breaths, he detected a bunch of breath. Undoubtedly, these are the ones who escaped before.

I just heard someone calling for help, Tong Dian went first, but Mu Fan arrived first.

At that time, the Tian family's Tianyuan dart game was besieged, and in order to prevent the comers from being wiped out, it was only divided into two parts. One part was responsible for breaking out, and the other part was behind the palace.

When Mu Fan arrived, the team behind the palace suffered heavy losses, only a few people were alive, and the part of the people who broke through had already broken out.

Not sure what was going on, he wanted to hide nearby and check it out. However, only Tian Fu was left behind the palace, and the people who besieged the Tianyuan Dart Bureau left three people to guard Tian Fu, and the others continued to pursue the people who broke through the Tianyuan Dart Bureau.

Tian Fu fought desperately and killed two, Mu Fan made a move to stop Tian Fu and Tao Cheng, and there was a scene that Tong Dian saw.

The sky and the earth flashed, the purple was fleeting, there was a thunderclap, and the rain fell.

Mu Fan hesitated for a moment, summoned the Three Kings Sword, put on a mask, and killed!

Most of the people in the Tianyuan Dart Bureau and the Besieging Dart Bureau are all people in the rivers and lakes, and occasionally there are one or two cultivators, and their strength is also very low.

Mu Fan thought of killing together, so he no longer hesitated. Either don't kill, or cut the grass and eradicate the roots,

The rain started to be heavy, and it didn't take long for the place to turn into muddy land.

Mu Fan flicked the sword body and wiped the blood off the sword. His hair was close to his body, but the feeling of killing was so intense that he didn't notice a strand of hair that entered his mouth.

The only sound left between heaven and earth was the sound of rain falling on the ground and in the trees, and the cries for killing and cries for help were gone.

The people in the Tianyuan Dart Bureau looked at each other, not knowing what was happening, the noise just now disappeared all of a sudden, and they were a little confused, and then they were terrified.

"What happened?" The voice of a middle-aged man blended into the sound of wind and rain.

"Who's where?" Another said. He seemed unsure, and added, "Who are you?" Is it a human or a ghost? ”

"What are you talking about? Scared crazy, they all started talking nonsense. The man's voice paused, and he let out a stunned exclamation, as if he had seen something, "What is that?" ”

Mu Fan walked out of the rain curtain with his sword and stepped into the sight of everyone in the Tianyuan Dart Bureau.

"Who are you in charge here?"

A man who was close to the sixtieth year said: "I, it's me, in Shimoda Dongfeng, strong man, you are ......"

Mu Fan said: "Send the things you escorted." ”

The young man next to Tian Dongfeng's face immediately sank, and he raised his hand to point at Mu Fan, "You jumped out of that corner, and you want us to ...... too"

Before he finished speaking, he was covered by Tian Dongfeng.

"Haha......" Tian Dongfeng laughed again and again, "Young man, you don't understand." ”

Mu Fan said: "Now hand over the things escorted, your Tian family can still retain some bloodline." ”

"Someone, bring the box up." Tian Dongfeng immediately ordered.

The young man who had been covered before stepped aside and shouted, "Grandpa, how did you present the things, we were besieged just now, who coaxed us, you are chilling our hearts." ”

Tian Dongfeng frowned and did not defend. The people who besieged the Tianyuan Dart Bureau before were basically people from the rivers and lakes, but the young man in front of him was obviously a cultivator, and his strength was not low, how high it was, it was impossible to predict!

It is too difficult to escape from the hands of the Jianghu people and escape from the hands of the cultivators.

The people of the Tianyuan Dart Bureau finally carried up a few boxes according to Tian Dongfeng's intentions.

Mu Fan pulled out his sword from the scabbard, and everyone's hearts trembled, some wanted to escape, some wanted to fight to the death, and some wanted to surrender......

Tian Dongfeng swallowed his saliva, his sleeves were soaked with rain and sweat, and his hands hidden in them couldn't help shaking, and he didn't know the bottom of his heart. Not only him, but the life and death of everyone in the entire Tianyuan Dart Bureau were in front of this young man.

Mu Fan stuck his sword on the ground, and the sword qi was swallowed, leaving a deep sword mark on the ground. He held his sword and walked around the people of the Tianyuan Dart Bureau, and after walking for a week, the sword marks formed a circle.

Looking at the neat circle, he put away the Three Kings Sword and said in an unusually calm voice: "You are all in the circle, within an hour, whoever comes out of the circle will die." ”

Tian Dongfeng bent down and said with a smile: Little brother, don't worry, we will never go, and no one will leave. ”

His grandson stamped his feet in anger, "What! Grandpa, are you still my grandfather? He's great, but how can we have no spine! ”

Mu Fan held the scabbard, pointed at Tian Dongfeng's grandson, and said with a smile: "Give you a chance to show your backbone, and come out in front of me." ”

The young man looked at the mask on Mu Fan's face, and he shuddered for no reason, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

"Okay, the rules are set, for the sake of fairness, whoever is against it, come out now."

Tian Dongfeng put away his smiling face, although he was afraid, he did not lose his mind. Mu Fan's attainments revealed in the circle just now were not low, and the sword qi lingered in the sword marks for a long time.

At this moment, the wind and rain are combined, and the rain in the middle of summer is the heaviest, and what can keep the sword qi for so long is at least the strength of the atrium realm. There are not many people of this level, and one is enough to destroy the Tianyuan Dart Bureau.

With a wave of his hand, Mu Fan put a few boxes into the storage ring.

Tian Dongfeng lowered his head, he didn't want to be robbed, but compared to the destruction of the door, the dart was gone. This incident taught him a lesson, he never borrowed blind darts again, and he didn't take any money he gave.

Obviously, the contents of the box were extremely valuable, and even the people in the cultivation world were shocked. The Tian Yuan Dart Bureau was used to cover people's ears and eyes, and somehow leaked the news.

After decades of walking the rivers and lakes, Tian Dongfeng knows what kind of people can touch and what kind of people can't. There was murderous intent in the masked man's eyes, and it was entirely possible to destroy the door.

Mu Fan walked to a remote place alone, laid out a formation, and let the Three Kings Sword inspect the surroundings. Although the news was provided by Tong Dian, he did not plan to pull Tong Dian in until he figured out the contents of the box.

The box had a lock, which made it difficult for him, and with the force in his hand, the lock broke in response.

Mu Fan opened the box, stretched out his head to look at it, and smiled. The inside of the box is still a box, and there is a lock on the box inside, this lock is not an ordinary iron lock, there is a formation on it, and the material of the box is also changed to Mithril.

His hand was on the formation, and an outward thrust prevented him from getting close to the box.

Mu Fan exerted his strength violently, and with only one percent of his strength, the formation was rotten along with the box.

A chill erupted from the chest, turning an area within a radius of ten feet into a world of ice and snow. The muddy ground was frozen solid, and the raindrops turned into ice crystals in mid-air. The chill was still spreading outward, and in just a breath, it changed from a radius of ten zhang to a radius of fifteen zhang.

Mu Fan hurriedly burned the starlight to ward off the cold. He leaned his face closer to the box and saw five or six black swords.

The chill emanated from the sword, intensifying, and the crate was frozen.

He gritted his teeth and reached out to take out the sword in the box, and the cold did not change. The temperature on the sword is normal, not caused by this one.

Mu Fan cast his gaze on the other swords in the box, and the cold continued to worsen, soaking into his body, and even Xinghui couldn't resist it. He took a deep breath and found the sword that released the chill.

It was cold and piercing, and the muscles instantly stiffened, almost unable to move, and the cold air went straight into the bone marrow and spread up along the arm.

Forcibly burning Starlight, burning faster than opening the third gate, the spread of cold air was finally contained.