Xia Fan Shicai carefully watched Gao Wenshan's spell casting, and remembered that the master had mentioned his own words. Xin said, "I still don't believe that I can't!" and tried to use the fireball technique again.

Fortunately, this shot finally did not disappoint him, after the dark blue fireball was thrown out of his hand, the spiritual power was still attached to it, and a sound of breaking the air greeted the old witch, and the old witch turned over in the air and was about to flash. I saw that Xia Fan had already seized the opportunity, and once again painted the gourd according to Gao Wenshan's appearance, but this time Xia Fan had an idea, and said in his heart: "I can't hit her one by one, so if I throw it continuously, there will always be a chance to hit, hehe..."

In an instant, Xia Fan mobilized the spiritual power in his body more and more frequently and rapidly, only to feel that the full spiritual energy in his body was endless, and the more he threw it, the more he felt that it was rising, and the fireballs that broke one after another were overwhelmingly thrown by Xia Fan. Where had the old witch ever seen such an endless attack move that consumed spiritual power, only to see the dense fireballs sweeping in front of her, and seeing that there was no way to avoid it, she didn't dare to take it hard. He quickly picked up the staff again, and his hands quickly turned, forming a one-foot water curtain in front of him. Hundreds of fireballs rushed towards the water curtain in unison, but they were never able to break through, Xia Fan is the heart of a teenager, the more he felt that he couldn't do it, the more he wanted to give it a try, and shouted: "See how long you can block it?" The speed of the hands increased again, and the spiritual power in the body was extremely smooth, and the golden spirit seed was rotating rapidly in Xia Fan's dantian at this moment, Xia Fan didn't know how many fireballs he had launched this time, and the dense fireballs hit the water curtain, and the close contact between water and fire made a thick water vapor rise in the yard in an instant. The small ripples produced by the fireball colliding on the water curtain at first became more and more intense, and the thick water curtain became thinner and thinner, and finally with the sound of a boulder like water, the water curtain in front of the old witch exploded, and her heart was suffered, and she hurriedly jumped into the air again, but her trousers were rubbed by some sparks, and her skin was burned, and she endured the pain in her legs, snorted coldly, and said sharply: "Stinky boy, I want you to die." The water rippled above his palms, falling from the top of Xia Fan's head, and Xia Fan was about to dodge and make plans again.

Suddenly, Gao Wenshan hurriedly shouted: "Xiao Fan, you don't need to hide anymore, just use all your strength!" Xia Fan heard the master say this, and the color of worry went ten points, and before Xia Fan hesitated, the old witch's palm wind was already blowing in his face, and he had no choice but to shout suddenly: "Come on!"

Hearing only a bang, the old witch suddenly spat blood and flew out, thinking that she would win, suddenly felt that the irresistible vast spiritual power suddenly poured on herself. She would never have imagined that the spiritual power in the young man's body in front of her would be so thick.

Xia Fan looked at his palm as if incredulous, and said in surprise: "Master, why am I so powerful? I knew that I would be done with one palm, so why should I be so tired?"

Gao Wenshan kicked Xia Fan's ass and said, "Do you want to win like this when you fight with people in the future?"

Xia Fan thought about it, if he met an opponent with a higher spiritual power than himself, wouldn't he be finished? Thinking of this, he thought that Gao Wenshan took this opportunity to exercise himself, and his heart was suddenly very good, but he was still proud of his palm just now, thinking that this could be "one force to ten meetings"?

The water vapor gradually dissipated, and everyone saw the old witch lying on the ground, blood spraying all over the ground in front of her, and her face was pale, as if she had died. Li Laishun saw that the old witch seemed to be dead, and his heart was finished, and he sat on the ground with a face like ashes.

The iron pillar secretly applauded.

Xia Fan didn't dare to forget the business, walked to the old witch in three steps and two steps, took off the gray space bag, held it in his hand, it felt no different from the ordinary cloth bag, just a little heavier, and hurriedly tried to open it, but found that there was not even a mouth for the cloth bag, which really surprised Xia Fan, there was no mouth, how to load things?

Gao Wenshan stepped forward and said with a smile: "You should be an ordinary person's pocket, aren't you?"

Seeing that Gao Wenshan took the space bag handed over by Xia Fan and was about to open it, Li Laishun, who was silently staring at the space bag on the side, was really scared to the extreme, although he was sitting on the ground, he still cried loudly: "Alas, you two dare to kill the wizard!"

Gao Wenshan said jokingly: "What? Do you still want to take revenge?"

Li Laishun stood up and walked over, sighed and said, "You people have also been killed, and the things of the wizard master must be returned to her family." Although Li Laishun knew that the old witch had no family, he couldn't find any other excuse now. After that, Li Laishun's hand unconsciously stretched out towards the space bag in Gao Wenshan's hand, and Gao Wenshan saw Li Laishun's rather funny actions and wanted to tease him.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Xia Fan suddenly heard that the old witch was dead, Deng Shi panicked, and quickly came to the old witch's side, saw the blood around her, but only a trace of it was stained on her feet, Deng Shi's throat was tight, he vomited again and again, his brain was blank, and he panicked and said: "Master, I killed someone!"

Gao Wenshan couldn't figure out how Xia Fan killed someone and turned into this soulless appearance, and he always felt that Xia Fan was such a soft-hearted person, I am afraid that there will be no second one among the monks in the world. Seeing Xia Fan's appearance, he knew that he had already thrown his advice out of the clouds.

Gao Wenshan was a little angry and didn't want to pay attention to him, and urged his spiritual power to try to open the space bag to take a look, but unexpectedly, the release was separated by a layer of power from the space bag, and he was immediately puzzled. It suddenly occurred to me that the space bag could only be opened by others when it lost its owner. He was shocked: "The old witch is not dead. ”

As soon as Gao Wenshan finished saying this, the old witch lying on the ground stiffened up, jumped straight up, and suddenly raised a palm to slap Xia Fan who was in a daze, Gao Wenshan didn't have time to stop it, Xia Fan, who had not had time to notice, suddenly received a slap on his back, and flew straight out.

Gao Wenshan was also taken aback, and hurriedly rushed to Tiezhu's side, snatched Xia Fan, held him in his arms, and hurriedly asked while checking: "Apprentice, is the injury serious?"

Who knew that Xia Fan's face turned red, and he said shyly: "Master, you put me down quickly, it feels so awkward to hold me like this." ”

Gao Wenshan helped Xia Fan to stand up straight, only to see him smirk, but as if he was nothing, then he relieved his heart and wondered, "Are you okay?"

Xia Fan tried to jump a few times, but he only felt some discomfort in his back, but he didn't feel any pain at all. said: "Master, it really doesn't hurt!"