Although the Purple Cloud Kingdom does not prevent sects from other countries from participating in the Lost Island Experience, it also has to follow the regulations of the Purple Cloud Country, and a sect can only send a maximum of seven disciples to participate in the experience.

And although this regulation successfully restrained the six major sects of the Purple Cloud Country, it was difficult for other countries to restrain them, because the sects of other countries had their own warships, went to the sea from other sea areas, made a detour, and entered the Lost Island, who still had the leisure to manage how many people, and the elders of the six major sects of the Purple Cloud Country couldn't manage it if they wanted to.

Like the Giant Sword Sect, it is quite real, only sending five disciples to come, while few other sects follow the regulations, such as the people from the Black Wind Sect and Spirit Snake Island that Xiao Fan met on the sea, there are no less than twenty disciples who come, and the same is true for the Tianyue Sect at the moment.

The people who came to Lost Island were all disciples of the Great Gate Sects of various countries, and Yue Qunshan didn't dare to offend too much, so he arched his hand to Xiao Fan, and asked a little kindly, "Is this brother necessarily a disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect?"

Xiao Fan had an idea, if the other party thought that he was a disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect, he would not suspect the head of the Haoyue Sect if he hurt them later, so he said, "How is it, isn't it?"

"Hehe, it turned out to be a master of the Purple Cloud Sect, fortunately, I will be lucky!But this is our grudge with the Giant Sword Sect, I hope Your Excellency still does not interfere, so as not to hurt the harmony of our two factions, you have also seen, now our strength is far superior to the Giant Sword Sect's side, if you help them, the chances of victory are not very great, it is better for Your Excellency to leave, I am willing to pay five thousand spirit jade as a price?"

As the number one faction in the Purple Cloud Country, the Purple Cloud Sect is much stronger than the Tianyue Sect, so Yue Qunshan is naturally reluctant to fight evil, and said.

"Yes!"

Xiao Fan pondered for a moment and said.

"Haha, Your Excellency, there are eight thousand grade spirit jade in this storage ring, and I will give it to you along with this ring!"

Yue Qunshan was overjoyed, originally thought that the other party would bargain, but he didn't expect the other party to agree so happily, and at the moment, he even paid him an extra three thousand lower grade spirit jade, of course, this price was worth the money, because the value of Yihui Lingzhi was far from being comparable to eight thousand lower grade spirit jade.

Xiao Fan took the storage ring, put it into his ring without looking closely, and walked away immediately.

"Brother Xiao!"

Wang Xiaohan only screamed in his own voice, and he was faintly disappointed in Xiao Fan in his heart.

Wang Cheng's hand on the giant sword tightened, and he was slightly surprised by Xiao Fan's departure, but he didn't mean to blame Xiao Fan, after all, he was only meeting with the other party, there was no need to help himself, and he was already very grateful for the help just now.

"Wang Cheng, this is the heavens that won't help you, obediently hand over Yihui Lingzhi to me, I will also consider giving you a few whole corpses, and promise not to kill your sister, my second brother has already admired Ling Mei for a long time, and if your sister goes back, you can ask her to be an aunt's wife, what do you think?"

Yue Qunshan sneered, and the ten people were all approaching Wang Cheng and the others.

"I, fuck, your mother Yue Qunshan, today Lao Tzu died in battle, and I have to pull your brothers on their backs, come, who is afraid of whom!"

Wang Cheng's eyes were blood-red, and he roared. In addition to the injured man, Wang Xiaohan and the other two people moved closer behind him, ready to do their best.

"Okay, then don't blame me for not thinking about the love of a country......"

Before Yue Qunshan could finish speaking, an incomparably sharp sword suddenly struck and slashed towards ten people.

Just when everyone's attention was on Wang Cheng and Xiao Fan had relaxed his vigilance, Xiao Fan suddenly turned around, and a sword shot out, except for Yue Qunshan and Yue Heng's strong strength to dodge, the other eight people were unprepared, and they were all affected by the sword, and four of them were even cut out, crashed into the surrounding big trees and slid down, and they were motionless.

The other four people also suffered a lot of trauma, their strength was greatly damaged, Xiao Fan made a move with all his strength, since he made up his mind to be the enemy of others, he was ruthless, if he didn't make a move, he would be a dead hand. It was just a sneak attack, and half of the strength of Tianyuemen's side had already been lost.

"Brother Xiao!"

Wang Xiaohan was inexplicably excited in his heart, he should have thought that Xiao Fan was not that kind of person, and he began to feel guilty in his heart for misunderstanding Xiao Fan just now.

"Stinky boy, you are so despicable, you go back on your word, aren't you afraid of damaging the reputation of the Purple Cloud Sect!"

Yue Qunshan had an urge to vomit blood, but he didn't expect that he would have a time when he had a lot of calculations on weekdays, so this time he was called losing his wife and breaking his army.

"Isn't it despicable for you to take advantage of the danger of others and rob us of what we have got?

Xiao Fan showed a sneering look and walked to Wang Cheng and the others with a sword.

"Stinky boy, since you are looking for death, then you can't complain about me, Yue Heng's kid is not weak, you drag him first, and then I will help you when I solve Wang Cheng!"

Yue Qunshan said, and a giant axe suddenly appeared in his hand, slashing towards Wang Cheng.

"Damn Yue Qunshan, Lao Tzu flayed you alive today!"

Wang Cheng was furious, and greeted him with a giant sword, and then the four injured Tianyue Sect disciples also killed one after another, Wang Xiaohan, as Wang Cheng's sister, was naturally not weak, and he actually fought against two disciples of Tianyue Sect with one enemy and two enemies, and the other two disciples of the Giant Sword Sect were against the other two disciples of Tianyue Sect.

"Stinky boy, none of the enemies of my Tianyue Sect will end well, even if you are a disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect, I will make your life worse than death!"

Yue Heng is also more than 1.8 meters tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, wearing a short-sleeved sweatshirt, showing solid muscles on his arms, and the scar on the left side of his face is very obvious.

"Starlight moves!"

Xiao Fan chose to be his enemy, and naturally he would not show mercy again, and the Absolute Dust Sword slid out, and the sword was like lightning, stabbing straight away.

Clang!

Yue Heng held a hammer to resist, and the sword stabbed on it, rubbing fierce sparks, making Yue Heng couldn't help but take three steps back, secretly saying that Xiao Fan's attack power was strong.

"Seven Stars Broken!"

Xiao Fan had the upper hand with a sword, and he would not give the other party any chance to fight back, seven swords stabbed in a row, the sword was as fast as a meteor, and the sword was fatal, stabbing at Yue Heng's body, making him scramble.

Yue Heng obviously didn't expect the opponent to fight so fiercely as soon as he came up, Xiao Fan's every sword was a deadly sword, so that he also fought with all his strength, every hammer was a blow with all his strength, shattering all the seven sword rays, but when the last sword burst out, the aftermath cut through the defensive air shield, leaving a blood mark on his abdomen, making him break out in a cold sweat, if the sword qi was stronger, it would be enough to disembowel him.

"Big brother save me!"

After more than a dozen moves, Yue Heng was barely able to parry, his left arm was also injured by Xiao Fan's sword qi, and the hammer in his hand was also shaken away, if he continued like this, he would be killed by Xiao Fan soon.

"Damn, that kid is so strong!"

Yue Qunshan hated his teeth itching, if there was no Xiao Fan, he would have killed Wang Cheng and the others, not only did he get the Yihui Lingzhi, but even Wang Xiaohan became the plaything of him and his younger brother, but Xiao Fan's appearance destroyed all his calculations, not only did he not get what he deserved, but he also lost his soldiers, if he could go back alive, he would definitely be scolded by his father half to death.

"Boy, you suffer death!"

Yue Qunshan burst into anger, and a purple light shot out in his hand, shooting straight towards Xiao Fan.

"It's not good, it's a burst spirit bead, a floating nebula!"

Xiao Fan changed color slightly, he recognized that the light from Yue Qunshan was the explosive spirit bead he had secretly calculated against Luo Lie a year ago, this could be regarded as a strange treasure, which was enough to severely damage the martial artists in the early stage of the Ning Dan Realm, Xiao Fan naturally did not dare to be careless, and the Absolute Dust Sword blocked back and defended with all his might.

Rumble!

The purple light collided with Xiao Fan's condensed nebula, only to see that the Absolute Dust Sword suddenly shattered, and the powerful impact force blew the surrounding ground to pieces, Xiao Fan also took seven steps back in a row, and his body was shocked and his blood and qi rolled.

"Second brother, let's go!"

Seeing that the explosion spirit bead did not hit Xiao Fan hard, Yue Qunshan's face couldn't help but change, and as soon as he pulled Yue Heng, the two immediately fled into the distance.

"Die!"

Wang Cheng freed his hand and killed the two disciples of Tianyue Sect who besieged Wang Xiaohan, and the other two were inevitably killed by Wang Cheng's brothers and sisters.

Xiao Fan held the hilt of the Absolute Dust Sword in his hand, looking at the broken sword body, he was inevitably a little melancholy in his heart, but this sword had followed him for more than a year, and he had fought side by side in no less than a hundred battles, it was naturally impossible not to feel distressed, sword cultivation usually cherished his sword very much, and even regarded it as a part of his body, if his arm was broken, what would it be like?

(Collect!)