Master Yuankong, who was still screaming at the moment, red blood stained his monk's robe, the Crazy Sword Evil Monk, the Dragon Claw Divine Monk, and Zuo Lengchan, hurriedly went up at this moment to bandage his wounds.

When the surrounding heroes saw this, their faces turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and they were glad that they didn't have more mouthfuls to be the first bird.

Now they understand that the Huashan Sword Demon has not opened a killing ring today, why? They don't know, but it's definitely not because he's kind-hearted and righteous, maybe he's just in a good mood for the time being?

"To tell you the truth, I am the truth when I participate in the study of divine skills, and the other version of the Sunflower Treasure Book is not false. As for worrying that I have some plot against you? Hehe, it's ugly, I'm going to kill all of you now, who can stop you? Who's going to be able to run again? Xu Zifan spoke again, and at this moment, his whole body momentum was slightly restrained, and he was no longer so pressing.

At this moment, the heroes are entangled in their hearts and it is difficult to make a decision, but they also understand that now people are swordsmen, and I am fish and meat, and they can't resist.

What does it look like?

"Good! Huashan Sword Demon, famous in the rivers and lakes, will definitely not deceive me, my flying dragon swordsman Li Muxin agreed, I am willing to follow you to Huashan to see the sunflower treasure! At this time, a tall, thin middle-aged man shouted.

Seeing this, Xu Zifan nodded lightly, and his eyes turned to the others.

"I agree with the Three Gorges Slash Correction!"

"I, Wu Jiang Iron Sword, Wu Fan, also agree!"

"I'm quick to knife Liu San also agrees!" …… Everyone figured it out at the moment and agreed to the matter. Xu Zifan shot his gaze at the Shaolin Temple and the Songshan faction.

At this time, everyone in Shaolin Temple looked up at Master Yuankong, and the disciples of the Songshan faction also looked at Zuo Lengchan, waiting for a decision.

"Since Lord Xu Shi was kindly invited, the old man and all the junior disciples also went to have a look. By the way, I visited Mr. Shiyue, the last time we met, he was still a child, I haven't seen him for many years, and I miss him a lot. "Master Yuankong, no longer arguing at this moment, after a lot of rambling, he still agreed.

Xu Zifan saw that Master Yuankong agreed, although he secretly twitched the corners of his mouth, he didn't embarrass him, nodded his head, and then turned his head to look at Zuo Lengchan.

"Then I'll go and take a look at the Songshan faction, I haven't seen Senior Brother Yue for a long time, and I miss it very much!" Zuo Lengchan saw Xu Zifan looking at him, and immediately responded.

"Okay, since everyone has agreed, let's pack our things now and go!" Xu Zifan said.

When all the heroes heard Xu Zifan like this, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they thought to themselves:

"God agrees, do we dare to disagree? We're all forced by you pervert! Then Xu Zifan stood in place, his eyes swept over everyone around, waiting for them to pack up their things and set off for Huashan.

Especially the Songshan faction, all the disciples of the sect have to go to Huashan, so Xu Zifan instructed them to bring the dry food and the silver taels needed to spend on the journey.

In fact, without Xu Zifan's orders, they will also take all the valuable things with them, because Xu Zifan asks all the Songshan disciples to go, they can think that after they and the others leave, there will be no one to guard here, and someone will inevitably come here to steal things.

Half an hour later, a group of people packed up, went down the mountain together, and walked in the direction of Huashan. And when everyone came out of Songshan and was about to disappear from sight, Master Fang Zheng, that is, the abbot of Shaolin Temple in the world, stood on the bluestone on a cliff in Songshan, looked at the vague figures of everyone in the distance, folded his hands, and read:

"Amitabha! Why bother! A busy life, in the end there is nothing. At this time, Xu Zifan, who was moving forward, seemed to have a feeling, turned his head, looked in the direction of Songshan, and the purple flowers in his eyes were faint, as if a purple divine light flashed, and said in a low voice:

"He'll come back tomorrow!"

"Brother Xu, what are you?" At this time, Qu Feiyan, who was dressed in emerald green clothes and was ghostly, looked curious, and looked in the direction Xu Zifan was looking, only to see the majestic Songshan Mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, dense forests, and the rest could not see anything, and could not see clearly.

"It's nothing, yes, how have you practiced your sword technique lately?" Xu Zifan asked with a smile. Qu Feiyan saw that Xu Zifan didn't answer, and he didn't dwell on this issue, his voice was sweet, and he responded with some pride:

"Recently, I have practiced the Wind Knife Technique, as well as the Desert Scimitar Technique." Then he said coquettishly:

"Brother Xu, I like scimitar the most in knife techniques, can you collect more scimitar martial arts?"

"You girl, practice the basic sword technique first, the foundation is solid, and you can go further in the future!" Xu Zifan gently flicked Qu Feiyan's snow-white forehead to express his admonition, Qu Feiyan's elf is eccentric, lively and active, and he is also very helpless about this sister's character.

"Good! Then Brother Xu, you collect more, when I have a solid foundation, don't have the martial arts of scimitar to practice, then I will lose your face as a dignified Huashan Sword Demon, and at that time, there will be rumors in the rivers and lakes that the dignified Huashan Sword Demon is a miracle, but his sister does not have a favorite martial arts to practice. Qu Feiyan stuck out his tongue cutely and said with a sly smile.

"You can rest assured that you will practice your basic knife technique well, and your scimitar technique will not be missing when the time comes." Xu Zifan said helplessly.

And on the top of the cliff, the master of Fang Zheng who was looking over here, at the moment when Xu Zifan turned around, he vaguely instinctively felt that he was being watched and glanced at.

As a peerless master, he naturally didn't think it was an illusion, this feeling hadn't happened to him for a long time, and he knew that there was a supreme master whose strength far surpassed his own just glanced at him.

Thinking of himself as a peerless master, and he is also the most peerless existence in the entire Jianghu martial arts, who is the master whose strength far exceeds his own?

"Could it be the one from Blackwood Cliff?" Master Fang Zheng was thinking in his heart, and then rejected this conjecture, the one in Heimu Cliff has not appeared in the rivers and lakes for twenty years, it definitely can't be that one, could it be the Huashan Sword Demon who just left?

Yes, it can only be him, his three uncles, and the eighteen Arhat bronze men of the previous generation of Shaolin are all rare masters in the world, so many people were captured by the Huashan Sword Demon alone, it is conceivable how deep the martial arts of the Huashan Sword Demon are.

Thinking of this, Master Fang Zheng looked up into the distance again, at this time Xu Zifan and his party had disappeared from his field of vision, and thought of such a long distance just now, a straight-line distance of more than ten miles, Huashan Sword Demon could find that he was here to watch them leave.

At this time, Master Fang Zheng couldn't help but seep all over his body, his back was cold, and he was shocked by the depth of Xu Zifan's skill.

"No less than the East is undefeated!" In this way, Master Fang Zheng looked into the distance, thoughtful in his heart, for a long time, his hands were folded, and he said:

"Amitabha! Buddha bless, may there be less life and murder! ”