In the Misty City, this mountain forest belongs to the Yingxian Pavilion.

Covering an area of 100 miles, there are some rare spiritual herbs and elixirs planted in it. The mountains and forests are green and the trees are towering, the flowers and plants are lush, and there are usually monks from the Yingxian Pavilion to take care of or patrol.

Yuan Fan and Chen Ling came to the periphery, and did not go deeper, this day in the misty city, I heard a lot of news, knowing that the depths of this mountain forest is the important place of Yingxian Pavilion, and they are not allowed to enter the depths without authorization.

"Fan, those two are here!"

The Aoki Mountains are quiet and shaded by the purple sun, and the forest is dull but full of life.

Yuan Fan and Chen Ling did not choose to flee when they entered it, but stood quietly in place, wanting to see what the purpose of the two people who followed them all the way.

Soon, two figures appeared outside the mountain forest, and they were two men in black.

When the two entered the forest, they saw Yuan Fan and Chen Ling in front of them, they were a little stunned, their brows furrowed slightly, and they wondered why the people in front of them did not continue to escape, but waited in place.

One of the men was wearing a black gown, with a delicate face and a folding fan in his hand. The other man had a large waist and a strong body, and a short knife with a sheath stuck in his waist.

"I don't know what the two Taoist friends are called, why do you want to follow the two of us all the way?" Yuan Fan looked at the two of them for a moment and asked in a deep voice.

The aura of the two men was restrained and could not see the depth, Yuan Fan did not want to have too much friction with them, maybe it was not what he guessed, he came to capture the little white tiger.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I'm quite curious about the white spirit beast of the two Daoists, and I want to know what breed it is?"

The corners of the man's mouth in the black robe lifted, his eyes were unruly, and there was a whirring wind sound between the swings of the folding fan in his hand, although his words were polite, but Yuan Fan felt a killing intent, obviously the person who came was not good.

"I don't have any contact with you, so I don't want to tell you, if you want to snatch it, you have to ask me about the sword in my hand first!"

Yuan Fan got straight to the point, although he didn't know what the cultivation realm of the two men was, but he still held the broken sword in his hand, if the person in front of him dared to make a move, then he would draw his sword to meet the enemy.

"Daoyou is a little too cautious, the two of us just want to see that spirit beast, if you only use Daoyou's hand to break the sword, I'm afraid you can't stop the two of us, why don't you treat each other politely and give me two a look?"

The man in the long robe looked at the broken sword in Yuan Fan's hand, his expression showed a trace of contempt, and the smile on the corner of his mouth smiled even brighter.

Yuan Fan was silent, the strength of the two people in front of him was unknown, and their origins were unknown, if they made a rash move, they were afraid that they would cause a big disaster.

"It's better to be cautious to walk the world, if the two Daoists just want to take a look, then I can tell you that this is just an ordinary spirit beast, and there is nothing special about it." He thought about it, but he still said a pretense to fool the past, and he didn't want to make enemies with these two people.

"Really? Since it's an ordinary spirit animal, there's nothing worth grabbing, but the two of us still want to find out for ourselves! The man with the knife was a little impatient, his expression was fierce and aggressive, and he took a step forward, and with this step, the short knife at his waist also came out of its sheath.

"Phew!"

The short knife was suspended in the air, and there was a flickering sword in the field, shining brightly, shining, and his killing intent was not concealed, and his divine power was dispersed, not too strong, it was a monk of the Heavenly Lock Realm.

"If the two Daoists really want to snatch it, then they can only see the real chapter under their hands!" When Yuan Fan saw this scene, he knew that he couldn't be good anymore, his face sank like water, and he also took a step forward.

The last time the broken sword showed supreme power, every time he held the sword, he had a feeling of natural Taoism, as if the broken sword itself belonged to him. This feeling made Yuan Fan full of confidence and dared to go-for-tat!

"Since Daoist friends have said so, then I can only kill the two of you on the spot!"

The man with the knife spoke domineeringly, and his body was shrouded in a layer of divine power, and he was full of brilliance, and he didn't look at Yuan Fan in his eyes.

As he spoke, he probed forward, and the short knife also emitted bursts of swords above his head, which was extremely dazzling.

"Weng!"

Suddenly, the short knife trembled violently, like the night moon on the eighth day of August, and a crescent-like sword qi slashed towards Yuan Fan.

Yuan Fan's eyes were deep, his heart was shocked, and the hand holding the broken sword couldn't help shaking slightly, this was the first time he had drawn his sword against the enemy, and he couldn't help but be a little nervous.

However, when the crescent-like sword qi came, Yuan Fan also drew his sword and slashed forward to resist.

"Whew!"

A wisp of sword qi flew out of the broken sword as he had guessed, and it also emitted an astonishing brilliance, like a meteor crossing the sky, sparks in the air and colliding with the sword qi.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the wind in the forest was fierce, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the sword qi and sword qi were all over the field. Intertwined with each other, there was a terrifying force that swept in all directions like rippling water, and those green trees were touched by this force, and they were torn apart and turned into splinters in an instant.

This made Yuan Fan and Chen Ling's faces change at the same time, the monks who cultivated their divine power were really powerful, if they were mortals, they couldn't compete with them at all, and even the monks who had just stepped into cultivation and reached the Xuanguan Heavenly Aperture couldn't resist it.

"Heavenly Lock Realm?!"

The man in the long robe stood in the distance, and when he saw this scene, his face couldn't help but change slightly, and the folding fan in his hand no longer swayed. He was slightly surprised, and he could feel that the wisp of sword qi was terrifying, and it had an irresistible power.

The man with the knife was successfully resisted by Yuan Fan of the same realm, although his face was calm, but a turbulent wave had already risen in his heart.

That wisp of sword qi was just a sword qi, not mixed with anything else, and even the divine power was not attached to the sword qi, so I didn't understand why it could resist his sword qi.

"Where did you get this broken sword?" The man with the knife looked as deep as a wolf, staring at the broken sword in Yuan Fan's hand, as if he had seen something.

"Can't tell!"

"Then call until you tell us!"

The man with the knife looked ugly when he heard this, he shouted lightly, he was extremely domineering, and suddenly his right foot stomped into the air and held the short knife, and suddenly the knife flashed, and the whole person was shrouded in divine power, like a living god with the sword qi directly towards Yuan Fan to suppress.

Yuan Fan's face was expressionless, silently reciting the "Origin Sutra" to urge the divine power, and the broken sword in his hand also emitted a golden light, and when the man suppressed it, he immediately swung the broken sword, and a sword slashed out.

"Whew!"

This sword was split, and it was also a wisp of sword qi, small and as thin as a golden thread flashing gold, carrying divine power.

As soon as the man made contact, the short knife in his hand shattered, and the whole person was directly shocked and flew upside down.

"You...... Burst! ”

The flight flew a hundred meters and crashed into a green tree.

As soon as the man landed, a mouthful of blood burst out of his mouth, and he couldn't believe that he would be shaken back by a sword, and his short knife shattered in front of him, as if it had exhausted its strength, and the light dimmed much like scrap metal.

"Your sword is not mortal!"

The man in the long robe reacted, the greed in his eyes was undisguised, his body trembled, and a faint light was attached to his body, and his divine power exploded, causing the surrounding grass and trees to shake continuously.

He is also a monk of the Heavenly Lock Realm, and judging from the fluctuations of his divine power, he seems to be a few points stronger than the man with the knife!

"You want to snatch?" Yuan Fan held the broken sword in his hand and pointed obliquely at the ground, his eyes were cold, and he did not back down.

"If it's not a mortal thing, it's not something you can use, it's better to hand it over obediently, I can keep the whole body of both of you!"

The man in the long robe slowly approached, the fan in his hand floated out of his palm and turned into a three-zhang giant fan, the green light appeared, trembling slightly, the wind was whistling in the field, and the hundred-zhang area was covered under the green light, isolating a small world.

"Whew!"

Yuan Fan didn't say much, the divine power radiated to control the broken sword and slashed away directly, and the broken sword emitted a Dao brilliance, like a glowing stream surging, rampage, breaking the green wood and breaking the rocks.

"Look for death!"

The man in the long shirt sneered disdainfully, his eyes were slightly small, and then with a wave of his big hand, the three-zhang giant fan slapped down and suppressed the broken sword in it.

Seeing this scene, the man in the long robe looked proud, but in just a few breaths, before he could make the next move, the broken sword actually broke through the huge fan and stabbed him in the chest without any cover.

Yuan Fan didn't want to let go of the two of them, knowing that the monk who cultivated his divine power was not so easy to die, and immediately his body seemed to turn into a light and rushed forward again.

"How dare you kill me, do you know who we are....."

The man in the long shirt had horror in his eyes, his lips were dry and white, he didn't expect Yuan Fan to be so powerful, he didn't have time to think about it, he wanted to pull it out as soon as he grasped the broken sword in his chest, and used the broken sword to reflexively split out.

Almost at the same time, Yuan Fan also rushed in front of him, clenched his fist and slammed it into the arm of the man in the long robe, and the broken sword was thrust back again.

"Boom!"

The fist covered by divine power, shining brightly, and the power was naturally terrifying, and the bombardment on the arm of the man in the long shirt directly blasted him out, and the broken sword also passed through his chest.

"Boom!"

The man in the long robe hit a mountain rock, constantly vomiting blood in his mouth, his divine power breath was disordered, his vitality was scattered, a big hole appeared in his chest, and he tried to cover the wound with difficulty, but he was also weak, and died on the spot.

The man with the knife in the distance saw his companion die, his eyes couldn't believe it, his pupils contracted sharply, and he was extremely scared, knowing that he was no longer invincible, he opened his mouth to tell his identity, hoping that Yuan Fan could spare his life.

"I'm a monk of the Spirit Jade Cave Heaven, you can't kill me, you can't ......"

It's just that Yuan Fan didn't want to let him go, shook his head, waved his big hand again, and the divine power emitted a ray of brilliance and flew directly with the broken sword.

"Whew!"

The speed at which the divine power controlled the broken sword was extremely fast, like a starry point of light flying through the starry sky, and in the blink of an eye, it passed through the man's throat, and his words stopped, and he also died in the distance.

Blood flowed out, life was lost, and the two fell into the green woods.

When the dust settled, Chen Ling slowly walked to Yuan Fan's side and held his hand, silent.

She knew that Yuan Fan had blood in his hands, and it was inevitable that he would be bloodstained in the future!

Yuan Fan looked at the broken sword suspended in the air, and did not speak for a long time, and the blood-stained sword had already revealed its true face.

A broken sword glowing with blood!

"Little friend, your sword seems ominous, don't use it much!"

At this moment, an extremely old voice came from the green woods.