At this time, it was already the middle of the night, and the sky was dull, like a huge black cloth, covering the sun, moon and stars, and the gray-brown sky made people feel oppressed.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Not long after Zhou Fan left, several giant eagles were afraid to beat their wings and slowly landed in the place where they had just fought, and a handsome young man walked down with a cyan jade plaque in his hand, looking around, his sword eyebrows frowning slightly.

The whole village was still burning, and the villagers, who had been slaughtered by the angry Black Shamen, were littered with stumps, blood, and corpses that still had a trace of temperature, and most of the villagers were dead, their eyes still showing anger and unwillingness.

Of course, for these people from the martial family, of course, they will not pity the villagers of a small village, these people are just dispensable ants in their eyes, they only care about where Zhou Fan went.

"It seems that that kid was here just now, and he was still at war with others!" Feeling the remaining traces and breath of battle around him, Wu He frowned and spoke.

"Well, young master, I can feel the breath of a martial spirit powerhouse, that kid may be injured, hide around here to heal, let's search around!" The old martial artist known as Wu Lao said.

Wu He nodded, waved his hand, and ordered: "Wu Fang, tell you to go down, search everywhere, find that kid, don't let go of every corner, don't act rashly if you find it, and release signal flares!"

"Yes......"

The armored martial spirit powerhouse nodded yes, and then began to command the people behind him, and after a while, dozens of powerhouses divided into several teams and entered the dark forest in different directions.

"Old Wu, let's go too! The smell here is so bad!" Wu He left a sentence in disgust, and also walked towards the forest, the old man nodded, and followed behind him with a step difference.

However, what they didn't know was that Zhou Fan had already fled and left them a big gift.

......

Zhou Fan sat cross-legged on Xiao Jin's back, his body was shrouded in a brilliant three-color god, his hands were quickly sealed, and the pale golden blood in his body turned into strands of golden runes, surging towards his limbs and internal organs, sweeping away the poison in his body one by one, and wherever the golden runes went, the dark green turbid poisonous mist turned into green smoke and drifted away.

You must know that the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird is the top magical beast on the list of heavenly beasts, how can its blood be afraid of a small poisonous mist, and there is also the power of Zhou Fan's chaotic bloodline that has not been awakened, although he doesn't know what kind of poison this is, but in front of Zhou Fan's powerful physique, there are really few poisons in this world that can kill him.

And opposite Zhou Fan, the girl who was like a crystal, with beautiful eyes wide, and a nervous expression always hung on the immature and charming beautiful face, and kept chanting in her heart: "God, please, don't let him have an accident, I am willing to exchange my life!"

Finally, in her worried gaze, the toxins in Zhou Fan's body were also cleared, and as soon as the handprints in her hands were closed, the spirit around her body converged, and she spit out a mouthful of turbid breath and slowly opened her eyes.

"Big brother, are you alright?" Seeing that he finally opened his eyes, the little girl hurriedly asked.

"Well, it's no big deal!" Zhou Fan nodded, then scratched his head, and said again: "That...... I'm sorry, I couldn't save your village, the situation is urgent, and there are still many strong people chasing and killing me behind, I have no choice, if I stay, even you can't save me!"

When the little girl heard this, her face suddenly became extremely sad, and in her transparent eyes like crystal, two lines of crystal tears slipped down, and she knew that the people in the village must have been more than lucky.

"Don't cry, don't cry! As soon as you cry, I feel that I am useless, so let's do it! I'll help you save your grandmother!" Zhou Fan saw her crying, and an indescribable sadness instantly appeared in his heart, and he hurriedly said.

"Really...... Really?" asked the little girl, sobbing and rubbing.

Zhou Fan nodded and said, "My name is Zhou Fan, what's your name?"

"Worry-free!"

"Worry-free, well, good name!" Zhou Fan nodded, said with a smile, and suddenly remembered that his appearance had not changed back, and with a wipe of his right hand on his face, he immediately regained the appearance of that delicate young man.

Worry-free was stunned for an instant, his little hand like white jade covered his mouth, and he said in surprise: "Big brother, you ......"

"Hey...... This is my true appearance, the appearance of the enemy who chased me just now", the corner of Zhou Fan's mouth hooked up a wicked smile.

When the little girl heard this, a bright look flashed in her bright eyes, and then she said again: "Brother, no matter what, thank you for saving me, I know, you can't help it!"

Zhou Fan clenched his fists, his heart was full of self-blame, in the final analysis, his strength was too low, if he could be stronger, these things might not happen.

"Worry-free, do you know where these people come from?"

Wu Wu nodded, pointed to a towering mountain peak in the distance and said: "They are the people of the Black Evil Sect, the Black Evil Gate is on that peak, it is the largest sect in our kingdom, Brother Fan, do you really want to go?"

The little girl hoped that Zhou Fan could save her grandmother, but on the other hand, she was worried about Zhou Fan's comfort, and her heart was in turmoil.

Zhou Fan saw her worry, nodded with a smile, touched her snow-white green silk, and said, "Don't worry, it's not to fight with them and save people, I have a way, I'll hurry up and recover first!"

"Well, then brother, heal quickly!"

Hearing that Zhou Fan had not fully recovered, he nodded hurriedly, and quietly watched Zhou Fan eat a few pills, his handprints changed, and he entered the pranayama.

......

At the same time, the warriors of the martial arts family and the black shale gate were all searching for Zhou Fan in a forest at this time, and suddenly, among the two forces, two teams finally met, the leader of the black yarn gate was the old man in black robes at the martial spirit level, and the martial artist was led by a middle-aged man in armor, this man was a captain of several squads, and his strength was also at the martial spirit level.

"Who are you?" the black-robed old man looked at the burly middle-aged man, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes, and asked vigilantly.

"Martial Guard, who are you?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice without changing his face.

"Martial artist?" When the old man heard this, he suddenly remembered that the kid seemed to say that he was a member of the martial arts family before, could it be that he was here to avenge him?

"So, you're here to find trouble?" The black-robed old man's expression was grim, his aura bloomed, and the powerful spiritual power fluctuations spread.

This middle-aged man didn't understand at all, although he was very strong, but his typical limbs were well developed, his mind was simple, and he thought: What is the situation, why is it that as soon as I say that he is a member of the martial family, he is about to start fighting, is this provoking our martial family? Someone dares to provoke my martial family, and he suddenly can't bear it.

"It seems that you are looking for death!" It just so happens that Lao Tzu has been on the road for more than a month, and he is bored to death, so I will have fun with you as an old immortal, I'm afraid you can't afford to play", the middle-aged man said with a disdainful face.

As soon as this sentence fell, it suddenly seemed to be a fuse, instantly detonating the atmosphere, the two teams of people didn't say a word, fought together, colorful spiritual power light lit up, shouting killing, screaming, and angry scolding came out from time to time.

Although the old man was injured, but a strange poisonous attack made the middle-aged man have no way for a while, the two of them fought back and forth, on par, and the two families around it, it was the team of the martial family that gained the upper hand, the people of the Black Evil Sect have fallen a lot, and the martial family only has a few minor injuries, after all, the elite of the martial family is not comparable to these people of the Black Evil Sect.

The old man whipped out, forcing the middle-aged man back, looking at the surrounding situation, his face was gloomy and about to drip water, suddenly the handprint condensed, and in the thin palms, a dark green flower phantom suddenly appeared, and bursts of dark green poisonous gas spread to the flower.

"It's not good! Hurry, block your nose! Stretch out the spiritual shield!"

The middle-aged man's complexion changed greatly, and he yelled eagerly at his companions around him, but unfortunately it was too late, the poisonous gas of this old man was too domineering, and it was difficult to resist below the martial spirit level, and he began to fall down one after another, and his complexion was purple.

"You're damned!"

The middle-aged man shouted, and the long knife in his hand slashed down with monstrous might, and a brilliant earthy yellow knife slashed diagonally towards the black-robed old man, as if it could cut through the mountains, split the sea, and form a deep straight ravine on the ground.

The black-robed old man didn't dare to fight, and quickly retreated to the side, the knife almost slashed against his body, although it was not really concentrated, but the sharp knife qi made his skin crack one after another, and blood overflowed.

Now he is already at the end of the crossbow, after the battle with Zhou Fan, he has already collected it, and he has just fought with this middle-aged man again, plus the move just now, it has almost consumed his spiritual power, and the surrounding black evil people have died, at this time, he already has a heart to retreat, the black figure swayed, and under the cover of this night, he fled towards the darkness.

At this moment, two figures suddenly walked in from the darkness in front of them, and the slightly clumsy figure in it suddenly burst out with a strong coercion, and the strong coercion made his spiritual power sluggish, and his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move.

"How is it possible, this is the momentum of the Martial King, what kind of person is it", the old man in the black robe was horrified in his heart, his face was pale, he knew that he was already dead today, as if he was using a chicken claw, his left palm was behind his back, and a strange black jade talisman appeared in his hand, and a wisp of spiritual power was secretly injected into it.

"It's you!

Seeing the two people who showed their figures, the old man recognized the appearance of the young man, who was the "Zhou Fan" who had fought with him before.

"Do you know me?" asked Takeshi suspiciously, he didn't remember seeing this person.

"Huh...... Don't pretend to be garlic!

The black-robed old man smiled sarcastically, pretending to show an expression of resignation, but the dark green long whip in his right hand suddenly whipped towards Wu He, wanting to exchange his life for a life, as long as he was whipped by his own whip, he believed that he would definitely die of poison, and direct contact with ** was ten times more toxic than the poisonous mist.

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