"Senior brother, have you arranged for others to follow them?" Ye Siliang seemed to suddenly realize something, and asked violently.

"Yes, senior brother, relying on magic weapon tracking is not a long-term solution. We don't have the ability of our ancestors to travel thousands of miles in an instant, so we can know the world without going out, so we can only arrange it like this. The junior brother didn't seem to realize anything, and said indifferently.

"Confused!" Ye Siliang scolded: "Let our people come back immediately!" Seeing that the junior brother was still a little hesitant, he said again: "Hurry up!"

The communication is simple, and this kind of secret letter is also a matter of paper cranes for a moment, so it should not be wrong. It's just that the junior brother is still a little puzzled: "Senior brother, don't we want to know his cultivation method?"

"Yes, of course I want to, I think so badly!" Ye Siliang admitted, making the junior brother a little puzzled: "Then how can you pay it back?"

"There are no less than hundreds of disciples from my Outer Mountain Sect, all of whom are unable to cultivate because of their qualifications and exercises, so they can only turn to martial arts. It would be a good thing if you could get his way. Ye Siliang looked into the distance, thinking that he was also worried about those outer disciples: "However, he went out from my Yinshan Mountain Gate, and others will definitely suspect that we have gained any benefits from him." If it's just like this, it's okay, and many Daoists present can testify, but if we send someone to follow and do it, whether we get it or not, it's a big suspicion!"

The junior brother is not a stupid person, and when he heard the senior brother's words, he was also shocked: "Then what should I do?

"Don't worry, we don't make a move, we just avoid suspicion, and naturally someone else will make a move. Ye Siliang looked at the direction Qin Yifan left, and smiled softly: "We want it, don't you want it as someone else?" When the time comes, there will be benefits, and not everyone will be evenly distributed. Who would dare to monopolize such a big thing? Who would be able to monopolize such a big thing?"

After all, the junior brother is not a thoughtful person like Ye Siliang, and he didn't dare to refute when he heard the words, but nodded a little unwillingly.

"Shizun already knows, I don't know if this time will alarm Shizu?" The senior brother thought for a while, and still had some hope to invite the senior brother, after all, in these aspects, the senior brother's knowledge is much stronger than him: "How long have we not seen the old man?"

"It's been a long time, almost a hundred years! The ancestor has long stopped asking about the world and is dedicated to cultivating, but this time it's a big deal, who knows that the red dragon actually has such a means?" Ye Siliang was also a little emotional, no one dared to do anything to the red dragon on the surface, but he could only come to Qin Yifan. Qin Yifan is estimated to be unlucky, how could he get involved in this turmoil. However, if it weren't for him, who would know that those who practice martial arts can also begin to peek into the path of heaven?

"Red Dragon is also a master of the Three Realms, it is not surprising that he has such a method, but why did he teach a martial artist, is it because of his origin in that fierce land? Or did he have the intention to provoke my Buddhism and Daomen?" Thinking about these questions, Ye Siliang didn't know how to care, and he couldn't avoid a headache.

Qin Yifan looked around, as if he had found nothing, and there was no movement within a radius of a few zhang around. At that time, I chose this place because the seclusion would not alarm others, and it seemed very normal that there was no movement.

However, Qin Yifan is still a master who survived from the battlefield after all, and under this abnormal calm, there must be indescribable dangers. The two women were convinced of Qin Yifan's actions, and retreated to his side one after another, intentionally or unintentionally, protecting Qin Yifan in it.

Seeing this scene, Qin Yifan still felt that he couldn't cry or laugh, he was a dignified man, did he still need the protection of two weak women? However, Qin Yifan was still very grateful for their thoughts. Speaking of which, the two of them are also fearless now, Qin Xiaoling has a golden body of Arhat, and Lin Qiulu has a Qiankun sword coat and body, so they should not be afraid of waiting for an attack.

"Who!" Qin Yifan's voice was roared with deep internal force, and the sound spread far and wide. It's just that they didn't wait for the answer they wanted, only to see a sword light flying towards the three of them.

Looking at the power of the sword light, if it is still Lin Qiulu before, he is definitely not an opponent. However, the sword light at this moment is obviously not enough to see.

It's just that the three of them knew, but the hidden enemy didn't. His move was not to set up a killer, and this was not his intention, he just wanted to secretly capture the three of them and carefully torture Qin Yifan's stunt that could defeat a cultivator with a mortal martial arts. It's just that after tracking here, the flying sword that suddenly realized that he had tracked suddenly failed, and he could no longer control it, so he had to make this decision.

The flying sword arrived in front of the three of them, but it was stopped by a sudden sword net, and there was a sound like a rainstorm and pear blossoms, but the remaining momentum was exhausted. Qin Yifan, who was behind, saw the opportunity and reached out to grab the flying sword in his hand.

Lin Qiulu's method was very clever, although the flying sword in the Qiankun sword box had been upgraded to a higher grade, but after all, it was still a low-level flying sword, and it couldn't block the blow of a high-level flying sword. But a sword net is different, each flying sword just touches the incoming sword between the lightning and flint, although it only slightly blocks the incoming momentum, but thousands of flying swords combine to easily stop a high-grade flying sword.

When it arrived in Qin Yifan's hand, Qin Yifan's internal strength immediately entered, and the flying sword in his hand seemed to be a little resistant, and he struggled frantically. However, no matter how strong the owner of the flying sword is, the flying sword is in Qin Yifan's hands, and he cannot compare to Qin Yifan who is actually holding it in his hand through the air transmission control through his mind and spiritual power.

Powerful internal forces, intertwined with the power to try to regain control of the flying sword. The person hidden in the shadows never dreamed that not only would a blow be useless, but even the flying sword would be bound by people and could not be recovered.

After forcibly fighting back and forth for a few times, the strength over there has gradually weakened. In Qin Yifan's hand, it seemed that the flying sword could no longer even become bigger and smaller, let alone break away. In addition to secretly complaining, the people in the dark are only left with remorse, regret should not be impulsive, but now, even people with swords, all tripped.

Qin Yifan didn't even use the dagger, but just firmly held the flying sword. Soon, the flying sword had slowly become honest, and Qin Yifan could already swing it easily. However, Qin Yifan didn't want to take it for himself, he just called Lin Qiulu softly, and then threw the flying sword that was no longer struggling into the Qiankun sword box.

Of course, Lin Qiulu and the sword girl knew what Qin Yifan meant, there were good flying swords, who didn't want them, but too many good flying swords were not easy to get, so they retreated and asked for many first-grade flying swords. This sword is a good thing that is a few grades higher than Lin Qiulu's natal flying sword. At that moment, Lin Qiulu didn't speak, and urged the sword girl to refine the flying sword with all her might.

The owner of the flying sword was already a little exhausted because of the struggle for control with Qin Yifan, where could he withstand the refining of the Qiankun sword box, he screamed, there was a cramping pain in his chest and abdomen, and the connection between the natal flying sword and himself was suddenly cut off, and the blood in his mouth was gushing out like a fountain, and the person was also unconscious on the spot.

As soon as the person fell, the people around him could no longer ignore it, and immediately, at least a dozen figures appeared in the air, and the distance was too far to see the face clearly. More than a dozen figures had a tacit understanding, and without saying anything, they sacrificed the magic weapon of the flying sword and began to attack. Among the magic weapons that flew over, there was actually a strange beast mixed in, with teeth and claws, and pounced towards the three of them.

Qin Xiaoling's figure flashed, and she had already rushed to the front, followed by a sword net, which could bluff people too much compared to a dozen magic weapons. Qin Yifan couldn't hold it anymore, pulled out the dagger, and rushed forward.

The veil of blood swelled wildly, and in a moment, everyone was already enveloped in it. However, because of the color of the blood, everyone didn't misunderstand the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Clothes, but some people didn't know what magic weapon to take out, and the dark space suddenly became extremely bright.

But in the time when he took out the magic weapon, Lin Qiulu's sword net was completely enveloped. At the same time, Qin Xiaoling also relied on the invulnerable Arhat golden body and rushed into the crowd.

Speaking of which, cultivators are still accustomed to using magic weapons against each other from a distance, and they really haven't experienced this kind of close combat. In their eyes, these dexterities of those who practice martial arts are just inferior tricks that only disciples of the Outer Mountain Sect who have no qualifications and no opportunities have to learn, how can they practice? When they meet Qin Xiaoling, who has been fighting against Qin Yifan for more than a year and has studied Buddhist martial arts, coupled with the terrifying strength of the Arhat Golden Corpse, few of the opponents she chose have not been able to call her second attack.

Everywhere in the internal force, the dagger in Qin Yifan's hand burst into a slight flickering light, and the outline of the light was Qin Yifan's favorite war knife. This is something that Qin Yifan has just figured out, and the internal force is released with the help of the dagger, forming an invisible blade. Although it seems to be only an uncertain light, it has the sharpness of cutting through gold and jade.

Wielding the most convenient weapon, Qin Yifan's figure jumped high, and while everyone's eyes were disturbed by Qin Xiaoling's blood veil, he slashed towards the one closest to him.

The opponent didn't care, and as soon as his mind moved, something like a heart guard immediately appeared in front of him, blocking Qin Yifan's sword momentum, and at the same time, the flying sword was like a poisonous snake out of a hole, stabbing towards Qin Yifan's back.

Qin Yifan didn't seem to have the flying sword behind him at all, the battle knife in his hand slashed down hard, and touched the heart goggles, but there was a slight snort, and it swept over like cutting into tofu, and the enemy on the opposite side was shocked, but there was nothing to be done, and with a loud shout, a body suddenly split into two complete halves, falling to both sides.

The flying sword that attacked from behind also lost the control of its owner in an instant, and before it could fall, it was turned around by Qin Yifan and firmly grasped in his hand.

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(To be continued)