Hearing the words of the big yellow dog, Yuan Fan was shocked and looked into the sky.

On the top of the clouds thousands of kilometers away from the dwarf rocky mountain, six monks from the Inner Dan Realm, giggling, were driving the Divine Rainbow and flying towards the outside of the misty forest.

The six people were dressed in uniform, light white clothes, each of them was very young, twenty-three or four years old, it could be seen that they were monks of the same sect, and the man at the head was carrying a little white tiger in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Fan's heart sank, and now that Chen Ling was nowhere to be found, and saw that the little white tiger was taken away, there was a nameless anger in his heart, and he immediately chased after the big yellow dog.

The Spirit Iron Sword slashed through the sky, as fast as lightning, and caught up with the six people in a moment.

When he came to the front, Yuan Fan said straight to the point: "Several, you can't take this spirit tiger away, please return it." ”

Yuan Fan's face was expressionless, he was anxious, he didn't want to communicate too much with these six people, he wanted to take the little white tiger and ask it where Chen Ling went.

The six monks smiled, and when they saw that someone was blocking the way and asked them for the spirit beast in their hands, their faces gradually turned ugly.

"Who are you, this spirit tiger was captured by us, what qualifications do you have to ask us for it?" One of them had a sharp voice, looked at Yuan Fan with disdain, and chuckled.

"This spirit tiger was caught by us on that low mountain, I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being polite." The man at the head glanced at Yuan Fan with his eyes slightly, pointed to the low mountain thousands of kilometers away to inform and threaten, and his words revealed killing intent.

When Yuan Fan heard this, he heard the hidden message in the words, these six people had not seen Chen Ling, but on the top of the dwarf rocky mountain, they easily took away the little white tiger.

He was very puzzled, and he also guessed the best possibility, Chen Ling left the low mountain without saying goodbye, not being chased or lost in the misty forest.

"Woo."

At this time, the little white tiger recognized Yuan Fan, and screamed in the man's hand, pulling at the chubby paws, not knowing what he was expressing, he was very anxious.

"Little brute, you give me honesty, or I'll skin you and cramp tonight, and drink soup!" The man in charge slapped it over, and saw that the little white tiger knew Yuan Fan, and wanted to make it stop screaming.

Yuan Fan looked at the six people, tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and said, "Several, I don't want to have something unpleasant with you, please return this spirit tiger." ”

Hearing this, the six young monks all chuckled, their faces were full of mockery, although the relationship between the little white tiger and Yuan Fan had been seen and understood, but they didn't want to return it.

The six of them were monks of a sect, with the word "Xuanqing" embroidered with gold silk on the chest of their light white shirts, and they walked together, and they also saw that the little white tiger was not an ordinary spirit beast, and they wanted to bring it back to be cultivated as a sacred beast guarding the mountain.

"This spirit tiger cub has an extraordinary bloodline, your strength is too low, and it is easy to die with you, so it's better to hand it over to us for adoption."

"We are the disciples of the Xuanqing Sect, and we are the affiliated sects of the Immortal Holy Land, don't be ignorant, give you some gold coins, and leave quickly, otherwise you will die on the spot."

"You are still young, don't go astray, listen to persuasion, don't entangle anymore, leave quickly, but spare you from dying."

The six young monks giggled and chuckled and advised, thinking that Yuan Fan was chasing after him, and he just wanted some reward to sell the little white tiger to them.

Some people threw more than a dozen gold coins at Yuan Fan, and some people moved out of the largest force in the Eastern Wilderness, threatening the Immortal Holy Land, telling Yuan Fan to leave quickly, and not to ask them for the little white tiger again, otherwise he would be killed at the top of the clouds.

Yuan Fan's face was particularly ugly, and the anger in his heart was even greater, these people were simply insulting themselves, their eyes shot out two black lights, and they couldn't wait to take the little white tiger to track down Chen Ling's traces.

"Several, please return the Spirit Tiger!" He spat out a few words from his mouth with difficulty, and he could hardly suppress his determination to kill.

On the other side, the big yellow dog grinned, lying on the Lingtie Sword, looking indifferent, not saying a word from beginning to end, just waiting to see a good show.

Feeling the changes in Yuan Fan, he had some doubts in his heart, I don't know why this human being's murderous aura is so heavy, thinking of this, the big yellow dog looked at the six monks with some sympathy, and secretly rejoiced in his heart.

The six monks looked unruly, and they were about to turn around and drive Shenhong away, but when they heard Yuan Fan's words, they stopped and turned around.

"Boy, we all tell you that we are the disciples of the Xuanqing Sect, the power behind us is monstrous, and we are the affiliated sects of the Immortal Holy Land, you don't toast and don't eat and drink, if you mention the Spirit Tiger cub again, you will definitely be killed!"

One of them sneered and provoked loudly, he thought that he had spoken the name of the power of the Immortal Holy Land, and no one dared to provoke them, and no one dared to kill him.

"Whew!"

However, as soon as his words fell, a wisp of black-colored sword qi in the field slashed through his neck, blood splattered, and his vitality was lost, and he lost his life and fell towards the ground.

The man still kept a sneer, but it was permanently frozen on his face, and he couldn't believe it before he died, Yuan Fan really dared to make a move and wipe him out.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

The speed of that wisp of sword qi was extremely fast, and the rest of the people came back to their senses, their eyes showed a cold light, and they all took out magic weapons and divine weapons, wanting to kill Yuan Fanzhen on the spot.

"I'll just say one last time, please return that little spirit tiger!" Yuan Fan's eyes shimmered with black light, his fingers were together, and his sword fingers pointed obliquely at the heaven and earth, and he said coldly.

His voice was very loud and cold, and it spread throughout the area, and there were monks who rode the Divine Rainbow and fled outside the misty forest, passing by here, very curious, and couldn't help but look over.

Of the six monks of the Inner Dan Realm, one of them was killed by Yuan Fan in seconds, and the other five people all saw that the monk in front of them was not easy to deal with.

The man at the head snorted coldly and said, "Who do you think you dare to ...... us?"

"I said it, just once!" Yuan Fan looked up,-for-tat, and interrupted his words.

"You look for death, kill him for me!" The man at the head had a very ugly face and shouted orders to the other four.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, Yuan Fan tapped his toes, stepped out of the spirit iron sword in one step, and the sword fingers flowed through the golden qi waves, and in an instant, a small golden sword flew out of the space ring, directly slashing the man who was the leader.

"Buzz!"

The man's killing intent was undisguised, and with a wave of his big hand, the brilliance was sprinkled, and a silver wire net emitted a white glow, pressing down towards Yuan Fan's golden sword, wanting to snatch it in his hand.

"Bang bang."

At the same time, the other four people also made a move, and there was a light flickering above everyone's head, and the two magic weapons and two spiritual weapons in it were trembling, emitting a terrifying power, shaking the clouds and mist within a hundred meters.

"Whew!"

Yuan Fan's expression was cold, the sword fingers swiped, and the broken sword appeared beside him, emitting an earth-shattering sword roar, and the whole body circulated with brilliant brilliance, turning into a sword qi.

Buzzed, flew out directly, shaking the sky with a tremble, killing the five people like lightning.

The five monks also turned into rainbow light and rushed over, making quick moves, all of which were killing moves, wanting to quickly eliminate Yuan Fan.

"Boom."

However, Yuan Fan's sword was not ordinary, and the golden sword slashed quickly, like a golden lightning, easily cutting through the silver wire net, and then rushed straight towards the weakest monk among the five.

It was a monk in the early stage of the Inner Dan Realm, and the magic weapon above his head emitted a ray of light, and it flew out quickly, wanting to use it to resist the golden sword.

With a loud "boom", the small golden sword flowed, and the tip of the sword shook, directly shattering his magic weapon, and then slashed through his neck without any cover.

"Ah, save me......"

The monk screamed in a terrible way, blood splattered, and his head was cut off into the air, very bloody, and he died on the spot.

Seeing this, the other four monks looked surprised and felt extremely uneasy, the monk in front of them was not their opponent, but despite this, they did not flee, but continued to bombard Yuan Fan.

Yuan Fan didn't say anything more, his whole body was shrouded in divine light, and the golden sword and the broken sword slid around, turning into two wisps of sword qi and continuing to kill.

Soon, the battle here attracted the attention of many people, and many monks stopped and stood in the distance to watch.

Not far away in the sky, a white cloud in the snowflakes fluttering, there are more than a dozen women stop to watch, each woman is very beautiful, it can be said that the country is overwhelmed, the beauty is amazing, perfect.

Among them, there is a woman is Chen Ling, now she has changed into a silk dress embroidered with snow lotus, clear and dusty, the chest is snow-white, concave and convex, and the slender legs loom under the silk clothes, which is particularly beautiful, like a fairy who is not in the world.