Xie Fan immediately set off, hid his figure, and looked down at the realm below, and couldn't help but stare in his eyes.

At the entrance of the underground spiritual vein, there was a large group of men in different costumes, and at their feet lay a large pile of corpses in the costumes of the Three Dao Sects.

The remains of limbs, blood everywhere.

It was an evil cultivator who actually killed all the guards at the entrance of this spiritual vein.

Could it be that this group of people actually wanted to steal the foundation of the Three Dao Sects, the origin of the spiritual vein.

Xie Fan was horrified in his heart at the moment, and his palms couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the whole person wanted to raise his feet and run backwards.

Dada!

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him, Xie Fan immediately raised his hair, turned around to look back, and saw that the two evil cultivator men were also looking at him blankly.

While they were stunned, Xie Fan quickly drew out his long sword and stepped forward violently, and the sword light covered them like rain.

Both of them were at the realm of the eighth order and were called to inspect.

In the face of Xie Fan's sudden and fierce attack, the eighth order, which was only raised by evil skills, did not react at all, and directly and passively entered the sword rain.

In an instant, several blood marks were brought out of the two of them, and the blood continued to surge outward.

The severe pain made them sober up a little, and a man looked frightened, so he wanted to lie down on the side of the railing of the plank road and shout for support down.

Seeing this situation, Xie Fan almost subconsciously lifted his footsteps, came behind the man, and the spiritual power on his feet quickly gathered, and kicked him in the back.

"Ahhh ”

The man was kicked down, and the screams were heard throughout the valley.

He usually relied on evil skills to bully unarmed ordinary people, but when he met Xie Fan today, he didn't have the slightest experience of facing the enemy, and he was easily kicked down.

This place is still more than ten meters away from the bottom of the valley in a straight line, and if you fall directly, this man will inevitably be more than lucky.

Boom!

A moment later, the sound of the body falling to the ground was heard, and the bottom of the valley immediately boiled, and many looked upwards to see Xie Fan.

Being stared at, Xie Fan turned back sharply and said to the remaining evil cultivator: "You still want to stop me?"

This person's strength is about the same as the previous one, and he is already frightened at this time.

Hearing Xie Fan's question, he hurriedly dodged and hid aside.

The road got out of the way, Xie Fan didn't dare to stop at all, the fire flickered under his feet, and he rushed directly towards the mountain.

Behind him, countless terrifying and bloody auras followed, many of which were Yuan Shen Realm.

Xie Fan could only run wildly, regardless of the squandering of spiritual power, and he was about to rush to the entrance of the plank road.

"Boy, don't run!"

There is a Yuan Divine Realm that quickly followed, with a surging killing intent flashing in his eyes, he raised his right palm, and spun and condensed into a fist.

He raised his fist, and the spiritual power in his body instantly converged on it, bursting out with terrifying power, directly slashing at Xie Fan's back.

Behind him, this powerful fist wind rushed straight in, even if Xie Fan knew it, he didn't dare to turn back to resist.

I don't know how many evil cultivators there are behind him, if he turns around to block the move, in case his speed is slowed down and surrounded by those dozens of evil cultivators, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Boom!

The fist wind was fleeting, with strong force, and smashed into Xie Fan's back, and his running figure froze, and a trace of blood flowed out.

"Ahh

The intense pain hit Xie Fan's head, causing his spirit to become drowsy.

Xie Fan shook his head, wanting to make his head clearer, but he couldn't alleviate the feeling of extreme pain in the slightest.

Yesterday he was seriously injured, and this time, the old injury has not healed, and the new injury has led to the old injury.

Xie Fan's whole person was a little shaky, so he could only hold on to his body and continue to run towards the plank road entrance.

There are usually patrol teams of the Three Dao Sects there, and as long as they bring the news, they can hunt down these evil cultivators.

"I want to report the news, let's go to the next life. ”

Seeing that Xie Fan was so seriously injured and continued to stagger towards it, a trace of hatred rose in the eyes of the Yuan Shen Realm man, and he flashed directly in front of Xie Fan.

Syllable!

He raised his right palm, and the vast spiritual power immediately swirled around his palm, and with a burst of breaking sounds, it slapped directly at Xie Fan's chest.

He was also very afraid that Xie Fan would succeed in reporting the news, and this time in this palm, almost all the spiritual power of his Yuan Shen Realm was gathered.

In this palm, the powerful spiritual power contained in it, the man was very confident, as long as he slapped Xie Fan's chest heavily.

This small entry to the seventh order will be splattered with blood on the spot.

Facing this fierce offensive that was almost impossible to win, Xie Fan gritted his teeth, raised his long sword, and gathered all the remaining spiritual power in his body in front of his chest.

He was ready to use all his strength to resist the blow.

Seeing Xie Fan's desperate play, the corners of the man's mouth hung with a hint of mockery, and his palm was only seven points of strength.

And Xie Fan's move with all his strength is even more difficult to compare with the power of his easy palm.

Seeing that the two were about to attack, the man didn't know why, he was faintly panicked in his heart, and the palm wind accelerated again, and his physical strength released a large amount of spiritual power, which was wrapped around his palm.

Boom!

The two extremely large spiritual power breaths collided fiercely, making a deafening blasting sound, and the rich spiritual energy aftermath, like a violent wind, lifted several planks of the plank road.

The two spiritual powers stalemate slightly, and Xie Fan's strength was quickly weakened, revealing an unimpeded passage.

The man's palm wind, after crushing Xie Fan's spiritual power, continued to move forward with a devastating momentum, almost shattering Xie Fan's chest.

In the face of the strong palm wind, Xie Fan had no means to resist, and his chest was torn apart by the palm wind little by little, and blood gushed out.

The intense pain came to his brain, and Xie Fan's consciousness was about to blur, but a gentle yellow light suddenly lit up in front of him.

Then, strong spiritual power fluctuations exploded in Xie Fan's chest, and the powerful spiritual power fluctuations made the stone walls of the entire mountain peel off a little.

Boom!

The bright light was accompanied by a loud noise, and then Xie Fan slowly opened his eyes, couldn't help but look stunned, and looked at the ground quietly.

The man in the Yuan Shen Realm was lying in front of the road, in front of him, on his chest, and on his face, he was dripping with flesh and blood, exhaling more than inhaling, and he was about to die.

"Did I hit it?"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Xie Fan couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked around puzzled.

There is no one else here, could it be that he really hit him, how could it be possible to seriously injure the Yuan Shen Realm with one blow.

Xie Fan shook his head, suddenly remembered the familiar light just now, and hurriedly grabbed the Yuan Zhu on his chest.

Yuanzhu, which was round and bright in color before, has become a little dim at this moment.

Even before, Xie Fan felt the majestic aura of spiritual power in it, and it weakened a little.

It seems that it was really Yuanzhu who saved his life.

Thinking of it, even Si Ruochen, whose eyes are higher than the sky, is extremely in awe of this Yuan Zhu.

Xie Fan couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart.

"Yuanzhu, how many secrets do you have that I don't know?"