Wu Fan used his own experience and extreme speed to rush left and right in the encirclement formed by the enemy, and finally gradually lost his way, and even he didn't know where he was at the moment.

Fortunately, he had escaped most of the enemy's pursuit, and was on the edge of the enemy's encirclement, and if he broke out again, he would be able to escape this enemy siege.

At this time, Wu Fan was walking on a flat ground full of rubble.

Suddenly, five people behind him instantly discovered Wu Fan, and one of them was still in the late stage of soul martial arts.

"Hehe, brothers, now our opportunity to make meritorious service has arrived, I didn't expect to meet this son here, and he was still seriously injured. The monk in the late stage of the Soul Martial Arts saw that Wu Fan was covered in blood, and his face was full of excitement.

The five monks were very happy, and instantly launched their strongest attack, attacking Wu Fan, and everyone thought that killing Wu Fan Ding would make a great achievement.

Because Zhao Di has already issued a reward, whoever can kill Wu Fan can get a reward of five thousand spirit stones, which can prove how 'important' Wu Fan is in Zhao Di's heart.

"Looking for Death"

Wu Fan snorted coldly, his expression was cold, and a shocking battle erupted from his body, straight into the sky, a bloody knife immediately slashed out, and endless evil qi instantly emanated from his body, without managing the attacks of other enemies, he rushed directly over under the cover of the powerful **.

When the five monks saw Wu Fan's lifeless play, they were immediately shocked by it, and their hearts retreated for a moment.

Only then did I remember that this person had killed more than a dozen of his companions, and when he saw him covered in blood just now, he thought that he had been seriously injured and was not the opponent of his own people. But now looking at his momentum and combat effectiveness, there is half a point of injury there, and he just thinks of a tiger, which is terrifying.

In the end, the five monks knew that they could not kill Wu Fan, and immediately changed their way of fighting. Adopting the combat concept of only besieging and not attacking, Wu Fan had no way to kill them quickly, and their intention was obvious, that is, to wait for the support of his companions.

After Wu Fan saw their intentions, he began to break through, although he couldn't kill the enemy in a short time, but there was no problem in breaking through, just these few people couldn't stop him at all.

In order not to allow himself to be besieged, Wu Fan used his blood spiritual power to work on his footwork, and his speed was instantly doubled, and he rubbed against the air to make a shuttle sound.

"Stop, he wants to run away. The late-stage Soul Martial Cultivator saw that Wu Fan's speed had doubled instantly, and knew that Wu Fan was going to break through, so he even opened his mouth to remind everyone.

"Hmph, even if you want to stop me. Wu Fan glanced at the enemy, the mocking look on his face was not concealed at all, and he snorted coldly.

"Wave of Destruction"

A circular red arc wave spread from Wu Fan's body to all directions, and a large tree was passed through by it, and the big tree collapsed in an instant.

This is a new spell that Wu Fan has passed through the spell he knows, and then carried out a kind of fusion, penetration, and enlightenment, although it is not complete, but the power cannot be underestimated.

This is based on the experience of compressing blood spiritual power and enlightenment, squeezing the blood spiritual power of the whole body into one's own flesh and blood, and then instantly releasing it to form a circular energy wave, which is a large-scale killing move, which is most suitable for group battles and breakthroughs.

But there are also his shortcomings, that is, the energy required is too much, even if Wu Fan can only use it three times at most, after three times, the blood and spiritual power of the whole body will be silent.

"Flash"

The strongest Soul Martial Late Stage Cultivator saw a red ripple emanating from Wu Fan's body, and all the trees along the way collapsed like a sharp blade passing through. In an instant, he immediately knew that this move was extremely powerful, and hurriedly dodged it, it was not something that could be resisted, and then reminded with a frightened face.

However, there were still two mid-stage soul martial cultivators who couldn't dodge at all because they were too close to Wu Fan's body, and red ripples flashed directly from their bodies, and even the defensive shield they condensed didn't block them in the slightest.

The two monks looked at their waists and saw that they could no longer feel their own *, and then saw their * and upper body slowly parting from their waists, and their internal organs falling to the ground, and finally their faces gradually died with a look of fear.

In the time when the other three monks were terrified, Wu Fan had already broken through and disappeared.

At this moment, a powerful aura instantly enveloped the three monks, and a majestic voice entered from afar.

"What about the man you are talking about?"

"Lord Chai, that person's cultivation is too strong, we can't stop him at all, I hope your lord will forgive me. When the three monks heard the voice, they hurriedly knelt on one knee and explained to their person with the late stage of soul martial arts cultivation.

A middle-aged man in blue clothes flew from the sky, and finally landed lightly in front of the three of them.

"Hmph, I really don't know what Zhao Di is doing with you waste, he can't even stop a monk in the early stage of soul martial arts, and two people died in the end, I really don't know what else you can do. How long has he been gone?"

"Just Gone"

"Hmph" The blue-clothed monk snorted coldly, full of anger, turned around and flew into the sky again, chasing in the direction where Wu Fan left.

Wu Fan used his fastest speed to run on the ground, he must now find a safe place to recover his blood spiritual power, after the battle just now, the blood spiritual power in his body was only thirty percent. If you don't recover, I'm afraid you won't be able to deal with even a late-stage soul martial cultivator, and this is the heavy price of casting the 'Heaven Destroying Wave'.

Soon, Wu Fan finally found a mountain cliff and was about to smash a cave below to resume cultivation.

At this moment, Wu Fan felt a powerful aura lock on him, and he also felt the breath of death again, the first time was when he met Hua Yunfei, when he almost died.

Now Wu Fan felt it again, turned his body, and saw a middle-aged monk in blue in the sky, looking at him with a sneer.

"Hmph, boy, I see how you are still escaping now, but I'm really curious, what method did you use to improve your cultivation, and with the strength of the early stage of the soul martial arts, you can actually destroy the late stage of the soul martial arts. If you can tell me why, I won't kill you today. Seeing that Wu Fan had such combat power, the blue-clothed monk was very curious, and felt that Wu Fan must have used some secret technique that could improve his cultivation in a short period of time.

Thinking that if he could obtain that kind of secret technique, wouldn't his combat power be increased several times, at that time, he would almost have an opponent in the Xuanwu Realm, and at that time, under this Longyun Star and his Tianwu Realm, he would be the first.

Thinking of this, his eyes were instantly filled with greed

And judging from the effect of this sub-use, this secret technique does not have the slightest side effects. It is very likely to be a Supreme Secret Technique, and only the Supreme Secret Technique can have such power.

"Haha, you want my secret art, as long as you promise me a condition, I will teach it to you. From the words of the blue-clothed monk, Wu Fan knew the secret that he wanted his body, so he planned it and dragged him down first.

"Boy, you'd better not play tricks on me, or I'll make your life worse than death, and tell your conditions. "The spiritual power in the blue-clothed monk's body surrounds his body, as long as Wu Fan says excessive conditions or plays any tricks, he will kill him as soon as possible.

At this moment, ten more monks chased after him, walked up to the blue-clothed monk, and hugged his fists.

"I've seen Chai-sama"

The Xuanwu Realm monk surnamed Chai didn't even look at them, but just waved his hand and asked him to silence him.

"Hehe, I have thought about it, my condition is that you exterminate those monks for me, otherwise I will not pass on the Supreme Secret Art to you. Wu Fan glanced at those Soul Martial Realm cultivators and said flatly.

"Boy, it seems that you are trying to find death, in that case, then after I capture you, I can search for your memory. The blue-clothed monk was instantly furious, and suddenly slammed out a huge hand spirit seal, wanting to catch Wu Fan.

"Hmph, I knew you would be like this. Wu Fan shouted, his expression was full of heaviness, he gathered the blood spiritual power of his whole body in his hand, and greeted the hand spirit seal with one palm.

"Poof"

Wu Fan was not the opponent of the Xuanwu Realm monk after all, he was knocked away by his palm and fell heavily to the ground. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he stood up sharply, looking at the blue-clothed monk with a calm face.

"I will remember this hatred, you told Zhao Di to wait, the next time we meet, it will be when other people's heads hit the ground. Wu Fan laughed, turned around and jumped off the cliff in one step.

"Damn, you guys go down down and stop it, and I'll go down from above and kill it. With that, the bluefriar began to fly down the cliff.

At this moment, Wu Fan, who had originally jumped off the cliff, suddenly jumped up, and a pair of red palms frantically attacked the blue-clothed monk. The blue-clothed monk was caught off guard by this sudden change, and had to use his spiritual power to defend his body.

Although Wu Fan's energy attack was not comparable to him, the strength of his physical body was not comparable to him. The blue-clothed monk was instantly punched by Wu Fan dozens of times, and finally reacted and slapped Wu Fan with one palm, and Wu Fan was also knocked off the cliff by this palm.

Looking at the little blood stains on the edge of the cliff, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of the blue-clothed monk's mouth, and he was afraid, if his cultivation was not in the Xuanwu Realm, then he must have fallen just now, and in just these few breaths, his body was hit by dozens of punches, including three broken ribs and a few internal injuries.

"Are you alright?" asked a monk.

"Get out of here, get me to find this man, I want to live, I want to make him worse than dead. The blue-clothed monk said angrily with a gloomy face, as for Wu Fan's oaths, he didn't take them to heart at all. How much turmoil can a Soul Martial Realm monk make, let alone a Soul Martial Realm monk, even a Xuanwu Realm monk can't fulfill the oath he said.

And he didn't believe that Wu Fan would fall to death if he went down, because he felt that Wu Fan was very peculiar, the energy in his body was not spiritual power, the strength was stronger than his own, and his methods were even more terrifying, ruthless, and never merciless. If this person escapes, it is definitely a huge threat.