Mu Fan's body healed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, he slapped the ruins under him, and jumped into the air with the force of the rebound, only then did he see the face of the puncher.

The puncher was a woman, with a middle-to-upper appearance, but her fists were huge and somewhat out of harmony with her body.

"Boy, who are you?" The woman did not continue to move, but asked Mu Fan's identity.

Le Zhengge sat on a tall chair, motionless, quietly watching everything in front of him.

Recently, after many days of searching, in the vicinity of the Imperial City and Yongcheng, only Yan Qing was found. Apart from this young man, there were no other masters.

Fang Cai saw a person coming through the air, I thought he was a master, but I didn't expect that he couldn't resist a punch, and he was directly penetrated.

Mu Fan looked at the woman and did not reply. Qi Hainei, he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, can't bear it?" ”

Da Heitian said: "You underestimate me and Da Qingtian too much, it's not that you can't bear it, it's that you haven't run in well, say too much in advance, no matter how much tacit understanding you cultivate, you haven't experienced actual combat, it won't work after all." ”

"I'll be able to handle it next time." Da Qingtian separated a wisp of divine soul from the green snake robe and entered Mu Fan's sea of qi.

Mu Fan nodded, returned to his body, hooked his hand at the woman, and motioned for the woman to continue to shoot.

The woman's brows furrowed slightly, it's really strange, this person with a mask is crazy?

But the high platform was surrounded by masters of the Xuanmen, so when Mu Fan took the initiative to provoke, she made a move, and this shot was a thunderous momentum.

From the time he appeared on the high platform, to this moment, Mu Fan didn't have time to turn his head, he didn't have time to turn his head to look at Xiao Wan, maybe he turned his head, and he couldn't turn back.

Where the master is like a cloud, there can be no moment of relief.

The woman's fist was wrapped in endless courage, and the space was distorted under the strength of the fist, the size of the fist sandbag, but in Mu Fan's eyes, it was big and had no boundaries.

Mu Fan closed his eyes, his mind was still limited by the realm, the punch of the master of the Tiantu Realm, especially when he really attacked himself this time, his previous mental preparation was like a joke.

"Bang!"

It was louder than thunder and explosion, and the power was stronger than thunder and lightning, and the violent energy spread rapidly, but suddenly disappeared silently.

The hidden formation on the high platform was opened, and a light blue light shield covered the high platform, no matter how violent the energy inside was, it could not affect the outside.

However, the disappearance of the fist power just now was not the effect of the formation, but the Great Blue Sky in Mu Fan's sleeve and the Great Black Sky in the Qi Sea.

Da Heitian is responsible for defense, Da Qingtian is responsible for attacking, and Xiao Chan'er is responsible for guiding life energy to repair Mu Fan's body, and Mu Fan is the carrier of all this.

After the smoke and dust, the fist-wielding woman had disappeared, and she died instantly and was included in the face of the Ming King, becoming a living dead.

Le Zhengge narrowed his eyes, waved his hand at his subordinates, and said in his heart: "It's interesting, in such a short period of time, the strength has improved so much!" ”

He could feel the difference between the man in the center of the high platform one moment and the next moment, and even if he couldn't describe this change.

Mu Fan waved his hand, and countless black qi gushed out of King Ming's face. The black qi fell onto the high platform and turned into a living dead, including the woman who punched Mu Fan just now.

Seeing this scene, Le Zhengge held on to the armrest of the chair and leaned forward, no longer feeling interesting in his heart, but feeling shocked, this method is more terrifying than the Ghost Withering Brother's Dead Soul Sutra!

Mu Fan turned his face and glanced at Xiao Wan up close, but he was heartbroken just behind him.

Thin, very thin, skinny, skinny, and scarred on his wrists. It is said that Xiao Wan will not become so thin, as long as the divine power in her body is there, there will be no such situation, and everything is clear when it comes to the scar on her wrist.

Although Mu Fan was angry, he knew that it was a victory to be able to take Xiao Wan away, so he didn't stop for a moment, and rushed directly to Xiao Wan's side and untied the rope.

Just as he was untying the rope, suddenly the high platform shook violently. From low to high, it is divided into several layers, and from the gaps between the layers, a series of flakes protrude, and the flakes are turned up, wrapping the space on the high platform, layer after layer.

Mu Fan looked up at the smaller and smaller exit, knowing that it would be difficult to leave this place if he didn't escape. However, Xiao Wan was still locked, and the seemingly simple cross pillars and simple chains could not be untied by Da Qingtian's best efforts.

Xiao Wan's head drooped, she fell asleep, and she didn't know that the young master was coming.

In the sea of qi, Mu Fan and Da Qingtian helped Da Heitian open the chains on his body, and after the chains were removed, Da Heitian laughed loudly.

"Let's take action together, don't tear the chains, and find a way to break the cross pillar." Daikokuten said.

Mu Fan returned to his body, took out the Eight Yin Pillars, and smashed them towards the low end of the Cross Pillar.

"Boom ......"

The purple thunder and lightning flashed non-stop, and a glimmer of brilliance flashed from the top of the high platform from the bottom to the top, like breathing. The brilliance finally converged on the cross pillar, condensing into purple lightning and blocking the attack of the Eight Yin Pillars.

Outside the high platform, Lechuan held the sword and said helplessly: "God can't do it, I can!" ”

He drew his sword, took a slight step forward, and teleported to the top of the platform.

The sword light has five elements, and there is only one qi strength, and after the qi is over, the high platform turns into two.

Lethe fell to the ground, and at some point he put away his sword, but he still held it, maintaining the posture he had just had.

A dark shadow fell near Lethe, and he was empty-handed, saying nothing, and doing nothing.

Lethe turned his face and said to the black shadow, "Why don't you make a move?" ”

"I missed my chance, if I had found you earlier, you would have been a dead man." The black shadow is the old master.

Lechuan smiled: "It's a pity that you didn't take that opportunity. ”

"yes, it's a pity, I don't know when the next time will be."

"No, you don't have a chance." Lechuan took out the sword, and the sword was on the neck of the old master, and it did not pierce it.

The old master's hand pinched the finger of the sword, pointing at Lechuan's chest, but he didn't stab it in.

"You've lost, young man." The old master said calmly.

Lechuan smiled: "I didn't lose, it was you who lost." ”

The old man said: "This place is full of my people!" ”

"Who said that?" Lethe's smile was even stronger.

"You'll see." The old master laughed.

Both of them have a chance to win, but there is only one winner, and one person must misjudge the situation!

They all understand this.

On the high platform, Mu Fan jumped out holding the cross pillar, frightened. Just now, a sword qi sliced through the high platform, causing it to split in half, and by the way, cut the low end of the cross column.

Escaping from the high platform does not mean that you will be able to return alive.

"Housheng, let's go." Lethe's voice overshadowed the sound of the spring breeze and spread far away.

Mu Fan looked at Xiao Wan on the pillar, gritted his teeth and rushed out.

A jade Xiao appeared, followed by a string of tassels, and at the end of the tassels were several obsidian. The weapon is Huai'anqiu's weapon, and when the weapon arrives, people will not be far away.

Yu Xiao was in front of Mu Fan, blocking Mu Fan's way.

"Huai Anqiu, old dog, your opponent is me!" Ye Feng's voice came from the outlet, and he heard his voice before he saw him. Before the words fell, a flying sword flew from the west, the sword is a different time and space, it is coming, and Ye Feng will not be far away.