After a long time, Wu Fan woke up in a forest, and slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with Dao essence.

A breath of the early stage of the Soul Martial Realm burst out instantly, but the grass on the ground did not move at all, as if the aura on Wu Fan's body did not affect it in the slightest.

"Hey, how quickly you can fully control the power in your body. Ziyue walked over from the pool and saw that Wu Fan had woken up from his cultivation.

"Hehe, why don't you cover your face? Aren't you afraid that I won't be able to control myself and do something to you, or are you already in love with me? Wu Fan didn't want his secrets to be exposed too much, so he quickly diverted the topic.

"Hmph, you think I want to cover my face every day, if it weren't for you stinky men, who look at me with that kind of dirty eyes every day, would I have used it like this? It's just that you like to talk nonsense every day and live like a big bull, but I'm not afraid of you, you can't beat me. Ziyue wrinkled her dexterous little nose, very cute, and after finishing speaking, she took out her jade hand and clenched it into a pink fist, and compared it to Wu Fan.

"Hehe, I'm a good person, but how can your strength improve so much in an instant? Could it be because of the White Jade Lotus Stage?" Wu Fan asked the question in his heart.

"Well, this white jade lotus platform is a magic weapon that integrates attack and defense, it can automatically absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and gather into an enchantment, its strength is quite the defense of a Xuanwu realm, of course, it is related to my realm, and it will be strengthened with the growth of my cultivation. And it also has a supporting effect, which can boost my strength in a short period of time. Ziyue answered Wu Fan's question with a happy face.

"Alas, why is my master so partial, such a good treasure is not given to his apprentice, but to outsiders, he is really not a good master......" Wu Fan patted his forehead, pretending to be full of pain.

"Hmph, I won't tell you, it's a shame that my father said that you are an honest man, and now it seems that you are simply a smooth-tempered. "The purple moon number fell on Wu Fan.

"Hehe, I won't quarrel with you, now I'm going to start rushing to find your Uncle Tang. Wu Fan didn't know what was wrong with him, as long as he was with Ziyue, he was very happy in his heart, and he talked a lot, did he like her.

Wu Fan shook his head and smiled wryly, he must have thought too much. Ziyue is the best among the beauties, she can be called a peerless beauty, and she looks like a fairy. Everyone has a love for beauty, and she may also be confused by her peerless appearance.

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A day later, Wu Fan and Ziyue came to a city in the Dark City, which did not have any city walls, just a gathering place for monks, and the houses here were very far apart, all of them were separate.

Wu Fan and Ziyue walked on an "avenue".

"Hey, the kid in front of me will live for me, and then leave the woman and the spirit stone next to you, and you will cut off your arm and leave quickly, otherwise it will be difficult for you to die." "I don't know where three monks came out, and one of them had a scar on his face, which stretched from his forehead to his lower jaw, which was very terrifying.

The other was blind in one eye, but the other was glowing green, and the last one had his left hand cut off at the shoulder, and it was the monk with the broken arm who spoke.

Wu Fan looked at the three monks, each of them was actually in the late stage of soul martial arts, and the scar man was the strongest.

"What if I don't want to leave anything behind?" Wu Fan looked at the three monks with a playful expression, although he felt that none of the three monks were good people, but he was not muddy.

Moreover, in the dark city, it is about strength, the weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected. As long as you're strong enough, you can make the rules of this dark city.

"Boy, then you can go and see your ancestors. A murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Broken Arm Monk, and the figure rushed towards Wu Fan, pressing it down with all his might.

"Hmph" Wu Fan did not retreat but advanced, although he knew that the dark city was very chaotic, but he didn't expect that it could be so chaotic, he would ask for money when he opened his mouth, and he would die if he closed his mouth.

The Broken Arm Monk couldn't help but sneer when he saw that Wu Fan was still attacking him.

A monk in the early stage of soul martial arts still wants to compete with himself, which is simply a long idle life. And he doesn't use spiritual power, but wants to fight with himself in close quarters, this is purely not boring, he has practiced for a period of time, and there are few people in the same level who can compare to him.

Today, a kid in the early stage of soul martial arts still wants to compete with himself**, it seems that there must be something wrong with this kid's head.

Wu Fan couldn't help but sneer when he saw that the monk with the broken arm not only did not attack him with his spiritual power, but also wanted to compete with him.

The palm of the Severed Arm Monk and Wu Fan's fist collided together, making a piercing sound like striking iron.

The Severed-Arm Monk flew out with a frightened face, and was finally picked up by the One-Eyed Monk, but his only hand was constantly shaking, leaving blood in his sleeve.

"Wen Duanzhang, did you not eat this morning or were you squeezed dry by those little ladies in the Wind and Rain Building yesterday, how come you can't even beat a kid in the early stage of soul martial arts now?. The one-eyed monk put him down and laughed, but his green eyes shone with a terrible light, so that people who looked closely at him would be instantly lost in them.

The one-eyed monk saw the severed-arm monk spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned heavy.

He knows the strength of the Broken Arm Monk, and since he knew the Broken Arm Monk, he has not seen that the monk can defeat him in the same level, but today, this kid who only has the early stage of soul martial arts can actually hurt him with one blow, so this kid's purpose in ** is really not low, it can be called terrifying.

"Poof" The severed-arm monk finally failed to resolve Wu Fan's powerful power, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face calmed down, but he raised his head suddenly, looking at Wu Fan with a hideous face, but his eyes were deeply shocked.

He never thought that one day he would lose to a teenager on the **, and it was a one-hit defeat.

"Wen Xuanzhang, you come down, don't fight with this kid anymore, he can just restrain you, and now that you are injured again, it is no longer appropriate to fight. Brother Scar commanded at him.

"Hmph, boy, wait a minute, grandpa wants you to live rather than die, and you will be tortured all over the world. The Broken Arm Monk threatened Wu Fan with a resentful expression.

And Wu Fan just sneered at him, then stretched out his right hand and clenched it into a fist, pointed at him with his thumb pointing up, and finally turned over his fist with his thumb down.

"Boy, you're still quite arrogant, but I'll make you kneel down and cry later. The one-eyed monk walked up to Wu Fan with a sinister smile on his face, and his eyes emitted green light.

Wu Fan found that this monk's green eyes were very strange, and it would make people lose themselves if they looked at it for a long time.

And the one-eyed monk waved his hands forward in claws at the moment when Wu Fan was thinking. From his claws, a series of daggers made of spiritual power were sent out to attack Wu Fan quickly, and there were hundreds of them, and the speed was extremely fast, making it difficult to fathom.

Seeing countless spiritual powers attacking him, Wu Fan instantly turned his blood spiritual power to the extreme, and his speed left an afterimage in place. A red magic knife made of suspicious blood and spiritual power was full of weirdness, and with one slash, countless daggers with suspicious spiritual power exploded one after another, heading straight at the one-eyed monk.

The one-eyed monk saw that Wu Fan's body could leave an afterimage in place, and the green eyes were raised, he didn't expect that the speed of a soul martial arts early stage monk could be so fast, I am afraid that even he is inferior to him in terms of speed.

Then after discovering that Wu Fan had gathered a red blood knife, which was not at all the spiritual power he was familiar with, and its purity was not under his own spiritual power, the one-eyed monk's expression changed suddenly, and he was very shocked.

He originally thought that this kid had some achievements in **, but he didn't expect that he would not make much concessions in his cultivation, and his strength was not below him at all.

It's really hard to say if he wants to defeat him head-on, but his unique skills will definitely kill that kid in an instant.

Thinking of this, the One-Eyed Monk smiled darkly.

He saw that Wu Fan had rushed over, closed his green eyes, and when Wu Fan was only a few feet away from him, his eyes suddenly opened instantly, and a green light from his eyes went straight to Wu Fan at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye.

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