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Chapter 36: The Murderer

The fog is still drifting, and more than two dozen people are still running to visit:. 。 The bizarre killing and disappearance of the two made everyone feel extremely depressed, as if the entire 'mystery' fog was filled with murderous aura.

Running all the way is their 'fine' exhaustion. Finally, at the moment when they lost their strength, there was no 'fog' in front of them, and the face of the mountains and the boundless forest were 'revealed'.

The people gathered together. You can see how excited they are to be freed from the shackles of the 'fog' at this time.

Mu Fan counted the number of people, but fortunately, there were no fewer people again.

When everyone was quiet in the excitement of escaping, a figure in the fog behind them walked over step by step.

Faintly visible, as if it was an adult figure, thin and tall, holding a three-foot sword in his hand, the sword body released a faint light, that was not the 'essence' qi, but the sword itself released, indicating that it was a sword.

The figure stopped at the edge of the 'fog', the black 'colored' robe moved slowly, and the face was covered by a black 'color' cloth. It was this 'masked' appearance that made Mu Fan feel that this person might be deliberately hiding his appearance, and maybe among this group of people, someone would know him.

Seeing this person, a group of children retreated, and the little excitement of escaping from the fog disappeared, only fear was written on everyone's face.

Mu Fan stood in front of everyone and looked directly at the black-robed man. He had no urge to be a saint, he wasn't sure whether this man would kill him or someone else, and he couldn't let innocent people be killed for himself.

Standing in front of the crowd, Mu Fan's whole body was wrapped in 'essence' qi, the whole person was silver-colored, and his fist completely turned blue 'color' due to the concentration of 'essence' qi, making it look like he could shoot at any time.

The black-robed man slowly lifted the sword in his hand, pointed at Mu Fan in front of him, and said, "Tongmai Period, isn't it too weak!"

"No matter how weak you are, you can't sit still!" Mu Fan replied calmly, causing the man's eyebrows to gather.

"Very good, then taste the strength of the Xie Dan Realm, and know the gap between the realms. The man said.

I saw his figure flash, and instantly appeared in front of Mu Fan, the long sword with a little bit of light, slashed straight from top to bottom, without the slightest drag of mud and water, the long sword dragged the tail of light, and an arc took shape at dusk.

"Punch of the Void"

Mu Fan let out a heh, his body dodged, and his fist struck, slamming into the side of the long sword that slashed straight down like a rock.

"Smack" makes a crisp sound.

Mu Fan's fist on the long sword was hit in pain, and he hurriedly withdrew his fist. The long sword that was knocked down trembled, deviated a foot to the side and was inaccurate, and slashed down the outside of Mu Fan's arm.

"Huh?" The black-robed man was taken aback, as if he didn't believe that this was the strength that a person in the Tongmai period should have.

Mu Fan shook his fist in severe pain, and his 'essence' qi gathered again.

The black-robed man did not stop, and the 'essence' qi on the long sword slowly overflowed, which was more dazzling than the light of the previous long sword.

"Take this sword!" the black-robed man shouted.

A semicircular red-colored light blade came from the long sword, hitting Mu Fan directly, and where it passed, the withered grass was cut off and fell to the side.

Facing the oncoming light blade, Mu Fan retreated with one 'leg', bent his front 'leg', and smashed his fists together to smash into the sharp light blade.

Because the gap between the realms of the two was too large, the two dozen people next to them all made different moves. A few timid young 'women' closed their eyes tightly and didn't dare to look at them again, and because of the exertion, a few crow's feet were pressed out of their little faces.

Some of them can't stand the 'temptation' and 'bewilderment' of the result and block their mouths with their hands, and some of them clench their fists, and their fists are clenched white.

"Bang"

The two attacks finally collided together.

Mu Fan's fist collided with the light blade fiercely, making a loud sound. The blue 'color' and the red 'color' 'essence' collided, and a ripple expanded the 'color'.

The blue 'colored' 'essence' qi instantly shattered and dispersed, while the red 'colored' light blade instantly lost its 'color' color, but it was not shattered. Through Mu Fan's fists, he slashed at Mu Fan's chest.

Mu Fan slid back a few meters and forcibly stabilized his body. The clothes were torn, and a long sword mark on the skin was 'exposed', and blood oozed out.

"Ah" A few young 'women' saw that Mu Fan was injured and called out directly.

"Is this the power of the Xie Dan Realm!" Mu Fan sighed in his heart. Due to the fact that the sword blade that was split was a little lower grade by Mu Fan, coupled with the cultivation of the golden body, Mu Fan took the blow of the black-robed man stiffly.

Although he was injured, this time he was average compared to the injuries he had received before.

The black-robed man's face was 'revealed' with curiosity, and he whispered: "The move of using 'essence' qi was actually resisted, how could a cultivator in the Tongmai period have such a defense!"

"Kid is good, but I'm still not going to let you go!" he said, continuing his attack.

Mu Fan did not hesitate, picked up the long swords left by the young 'women' on the ground, held them tightly in his hands, and went up to fight. Mu Fan has a lot of weapons in the storage order, but he doesn't want to 'expose' his storage order.

In the face of the attack of the man in black, Mu Fan did not flinch, although he had not practiced swordsmanship, but with his reaction speed, he still caught some of the attacks of the man in black. While catching it, the wounds on the body also continued to increase.

The people next to him were dumbfounded, "He has the same cultivation as us, and his combat effectiveness is so strong!"

"He worked so hard for us, and I will definitely repay this kindness. ”

"So do we!"

A few boldly broke away from their previous fears and began to talk about it.

After more than a dozen moves, Mu Fan was knocked to the ground, his clothes were already half stained red with blood, obviously this time the injury was much heavier than before.

A dozen moves can be regarded as he has exhausted all his abilities.

Although he tried his best, the gap in the realm was still too big, and being able to take on more than a dozen moves was already considered his own achievement. Obviously, the man didn't have the real strength to come.

"Do you still want to play?" said the man in black. Still silent.

Mu Fan stood up with difficulty and said, "If you don't want to die, you can run the Three Realms Soul Walk separately." "Apparently to tell the other people next to me.

Saying that, the 'essence' qi was mobilized, but it was not as rich as before, and now it was just a faint layer. The golden body never used it and knelt on the ground again.

Hearing Mu Fan's words, the group of young men and women seemed to be awakened from a dream and began to run away, only a few of them were still standing in place, looking at the injured Mu Fan, their eyes were resolute.

The man in black frowned, "Look for death!" The long sword flicked, and once again a light blade struck Mu Fan, which was even more dazzling than the previous sword, with a killing aura in the light blade.

Mu Fan's face was solemn. Support your body with all your strength, and fold your arms in front of your chest, so that the concentration of silver in your arms is increased as much as possible.

"Bang"

The sword roared and slashed on Mu Fan's arm, a blood mark emerged, Mu Fan flew backwards, and only stopped at a distance of more than ten meters, his eyes were dark, and he fell backwards, and finally remained motionless.

And the man in black threw out a sword and chased after the others, as if he was very confident that Mu Fan would definitely die under that sword.

As for those who did not leave, they were directly cut off by the man in black, and their heads were in different places. The man didn't stop there, and pursued the forest ahead.

The sun fell, night fell, and the moonlight was scattered thinly on the ground.

A wolf howl resounded through the valley.

Mu Fan sat up suddenly, as if he had a nightmare. Mu Fan's face was pale, he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with one hand, and pierced the ground with a long sword with the other hand to support his body. Sharp pain came, and I saw scars on my body.

Seeing a headless corpse next to him, a sadness welled up in his heart, "Is this the fate of the weak?"

I tried my best but didn't save them, it was just a group of children who didn't grow up like me. "Isn't it useless to do everything without strength!" Mu Fan suddenly supplied for strength.

Holding on to his sword, he stood up and took out the storage order, he wanted to change his clothes. Now he was covered in blood, but there was a smell of blood.

"Little Star", "Meng Qi".

Suddenly, there was a shout from the front, it was the shout of the searcher. I saw that not far in front of Mu Fan, there were people with torches, and there were at least 100 people in the past, illuminating the night.

These people with torches were wearing almost the same clothes, purple robes, a big "seven" on their chests, and many of them carried a sword.

Mu Fan felt bad for a while, these people were very likely to be disciples of the Seven Xuanzong, if they saw him staying next to the corpses of some of the people they were looking for now, they would definitely think that they were inseparable from him.

Just as Mu Fan was about to leave, a firelight illuminated the place, Mu Fan stopped and turned around helplessly.

I saw a young man as old as him holding a torch, staring at the corpse on the ground with a frightened face, and his face was pale.

Mu Fan hurriedly put his fingers in front of his mouth and made a "shhh" gesture.

Unexpectedly, Mu Fan's movements were still a step slower. The boy shouted, "In... Here it is...!"

Hearing the sound, the others ran over one after another, and they were all shocked when they saw the corpses on the ground, staring at Mu Fan angrily. It seems that it has been determined that Mu Fan killed these people.

Facing those dozens of pairs of angry eyes, Mu Fan, who had always been calm, was also at a loss for a while. He went to explain that he didn't do it himself, and who would believe that the long sword was in his hand and the corpse was next to him!

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