"I wanted to spare your life, hey..."

Sensing Jing Ying's eyes full of killing intent, Xu Fan sighed lightly, raised his hand, and burst out, and in front of everyone's eyes, the "small black dot" turned into an inky green light and flew towards Jing Ying at a speed that was almost impossible for everyone's naked eyes to catch.

In an instant, Jing Ying didn't react at all, but instinctively sacrificed a qi barrier.

"Bang~"

The qi barrier suddenly shattered, and the pupils of Yang Yuan and Gao Chang on the left and right sides suddenly froze.

The next moment, out of the corner of their eyes, they saw a blood line burst out of Jing Ying's eyebrows, flying out of several zhangyuan.

And the "little black dot" spun rapidly, rushing past the left side of the two, and flew three feet in front of Lan Meng'er and Liu Chao.

In just a few breaths, Jing Ying didn't even have time to fight back, and the body fell backwards, her eyes full of horror and disbelief.

Outside the Lan Clan's camp, he never thought that someone could kill him. What's more, there are several great monks by his side.

One of the worshippers of the Lan clan, just like that, was easily killed by a young man in front of a group of Lan clan great monks.

Yang Yuan, Gao Chang, and the rest of the great monks were stunned, and before they came back to their senses, Lan Meng'er was so shocked by this scene that she swallowed her saliva and said, "You, you, you..."

I thought that you had caused a big disaster, but thinking of Jing Ying's eyes full of murderous intent and the figures of Yang Yuan and Gao Chang who were about to leave, Lan Meng'er swallowed the words in her mouth again.

The expression on the delicate and beautiful cheeks changed uncertainly, and she lost her backbone for a while.

Liu Chao behind her was even more trembling, a young man, not a great monk, just beheaded a great monk in front of everyone.

Yang Yuan and Gao Chang stood less than five zhang away from Jing Ying's corpse, looked at Jing Ying who was dead on the grass, and looked at the young man not far away, his face was still light and gloomy at this time, as if he had killed a great monk, which was insignificant at all.

"What? You want to be like him?"

Xu Fan's expression was indifferent, and he glanced at several great monks around him, and his eyes finally fell behind Lan Meng'er, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Lan Meng'er also felt several powerful qi engines rushing behind her, and when she turned her head to look, she saw the old Lan Lang of the four clans and Wang Bingtang, the seventh deacon, flying over with a few Lan clan offerings.

They were followed by more than a dozen young disciples of the Lan clan, who had been observing the situation in the camp before.

Lan Lang and Wang Bingtang stupidly thought that they had sent six great monks, and they should have taken down Pan Niangzi and them a long time ago, but they waited left and right in the worship hall, but there was no result.

couldn't wait any longer, so Wang Bingtang took the lead out of the worship hall, and the scene he saw made his face change greatly.

Without further hesitation, he hurriedly rushed out of the camp with several great monks, but it was still too late.

Jing Ying was brought into the Lan clan by him, and he has been working under him, but he didn't expect to be killed by a teenager in front of his eyes.

"I've seen the Seven Deacons."

Yang Yuan, Gao Chang and others all bowed towards Wang Bingtang, who flew down.

At this time, Lan Meng'er didn't know how to end, seeing the old Lan Lang of the four clans not far behind Wang Bingtang, and her heart was also a little upset, one side was the elder of the Lan family and the worship hall, and the other side was the great monk she invited back.

A cold corpse between the two sides became the firewood that lit the flames.

"Yes, Deacon Wang."

Lan Meng'er clasped her fists and saluted reluctantly, and watched as Wang Bingtang, the seventh deacon of the Offering Hall, and a group of six or seven great monks rushed to Jing Ying's side.

Seeing the wound on Jing Ying's eyebrows, Wang Bingtang's round face was full of fat, and he turned his head suddenly, staring at Xu Fan with a pair of dark eyes like wolf eyes.

On the way here, he saw it clearly, the kid on the opposite side had a magic weapon in his hand, and the other party relied on the extremely small black magic weapon to oppress the people who were afraid.

whereas

That magic weapon was also the murder weapon that killed Jing Ying.

Ignoring the others, Wang Bingtang stepped heavily on the ground, and every time he passed, a deep footprint appeared under his feet, half a foot deep.

At the same time, every time he took a step forward, the qi on Wang Bingtang's body became colder. Z.b

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"Deacon Wang, there is a misunderstanding in this matter, please don't..."

Wang Bingtang's cold eyes and gloomy face all showed that the anger in his heart at this time was irrepressible.

Lan Meng'er couldn't see the other party kill the Great Monk she had invited in front of her.

It was a provocation to her and their vein, she explained through gritted silver teeth.

"Misunderstanding?" Wang Bingtang snorted coldly, not caring at all that there was a Lan clan disciple beside him to dissuade him, and his voice became colder and colder, "I really saw it, and there was no misunderstanding. They are the ones who killed our worshippers."

"There is no misunderstanding."

Xu Fan's expression was indifferent, and he did not back down in his tone, even if he had to face more than a dozen great cultivators next, he was not afraid at all.

Pan Niangzi saw more than a dozen great monks coming up from all around, and there was more worry in the vigilance in her eyes, she was thinking that if she couldn't resist, she would find a way to drag those people to Xu Fan, so that Xu Fan could escape.

"Hum~"

With a flick of Xu Fan's fingers, the layer of blood mist around the "little black dot" was shaken away by a wisp of qi, and he stretched out his hand to hook it, and the true solution gourd fell back into the sleeve robe again, always making it impossible to distinguish the true face.

Until this time, Wang Bingtang and the others only knew that the young man in front of him had a magic weapon in his hand, which was extremely fast, with a powerful qi machine, which could crush the qi barrier of the great cultivator.

More than ten steps forward, Wang Bingtang's qi machine suddenly climbed to the peak, far beyond the strength of ordinary monks, more than a dozen monks around him were also released by qi machines, and countless qi machines were linked to each other, forming an invisible net, firmly locking Pan Niangzi and Xu Fan, and even the sandworms and beasts not far away were shrouded in this big net.

The sandworm beast had a natural sense of danger, and it was extremely irritable at this time, trying to get close to Xu Fan's side, but under the shroud of the invisible net, the movement speed of the sandworm beast was slowed down to the limit.

Sensing that there was an invisible qi barrier around him, a trace of novelty appeared in Xu Fan's eyes, and he didn't expect that in the mortal world, there were also people who figured out the way of the formation.

He looked at the void in front of him with great interest, and the Dao Qi and Qi were connected to each other, forming countless grids, blocking the circulation of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi under the big net, so that the enemy's body shape and qi under this big net were restricted.

The body can't rotate at will, and the qi in the body is also slowed down little by little.

From this point, it is enough to see that the great cultivators raised by the Chu State Lan Clan do have some skills, and they have begun to touch the Dao Sect Techniques of the mortal world long ago.

It's just a pity, it's a pity that they met Xu Fan today.

Xu Fan stretched out his hand and gently hooked forward, and a wisp of bright cyan qi lingered around his fingertips, tapping down towards a point three inches in front of him.

Faint bright cyan ripples, like a drop of thick ink dripping onto the lake, rippled in circles and shallow ripples, and at the same time, the whole lake gradually became dark and turbid.

And the more than a dozen great monks present, like the nodes on the ripples of the lake, circled after round, under the impact of this ink, their bodies continued to shake.

On the other side, the sandworm beast sensed that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that was hindering its progress was weakened, and as soon as its body rolled over, a huge tail flung towards the void, and slammed into the body of a great monk.

The Great Monk was slammed into his left rib by the tail of the sandworm beast, and the whole person flew upside down like a stream of fire from this invisible net.

One eye was destroyed, and everyone else spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and the qi instantly withered, and the eyes showed shock and astonishment.

The Lan clan spent a huge amount of money and resources of the Chu State to search for the secret technique of the ancient formation diagram.

Wang Bingtang studied for more than thirty years before he created the Lan Clan's Heaven and Earth Net, which was also the reason why they were able to wantonly capture strange beasts in the underground palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range.

Now, they're instantly unleashed

The Heaven and Earth Net Formation was actually vulnerable in the hands of the young man in front of him, and even Wang Bingtang, who was proud of it, looked at Xu Fan with a touch of surprise.

This teenager is not simple, it's a pity.

"Let's do it together!"

Since the formation could not trap the other party, Wang Bingtang decisively ordered, and everyone shot together, and the torrent of qi gathered by more than a dozen great monks was enough to level the mountains and Tianhe.

The torrent of qi that was as strong as a giant dragon swept towards Xu Fan and Pan Niangzi under the urging of more than a dozen great monks.

Where this surging torrent of qi passed, all the grass and trees on the ground were destroyed, leaving a gully several feet deep in the grass, and Lan Meng'er, who was standing still in the distance, was almost swept up by this hurricane.

Fortunately, Liu Chao on the side saw that the situation was not good, so he pulled Lan Meng'er's figure and quickly retreated, stopping hundreds of zhang away.

And the place where they stood just now was left with a ravine more than a foot deep under the impact of the aftermath of the torrent of qi engines.

The combined attack of more than a dozen great monks is not at all something that ordinary monks can block.

With Wang Bingtang as the core, this torrent of qi swept across everything within a radius of 300 zhang, rocks, grass, trees, and soil flew one after another, covering the sky.

Pan Niangzi, who was attacked by this torrent of qi, her body trembled a little, and it was the first time she had to fight with more than a dozen great monks, and it was a full blow.

"Scared?" Noticing the slightly trembling corners of Pan Niangzi's lips and palms, Xu Fan showed a shallow smile and comforted, "Don't worry, we'll be fine."

"Do you have a way?"

Pan Niangzi's beautiful eyes lit up, and her solemn expression gradually eased, revealing a touch of shyness.

As a great monk who was ordered to protect Xu Fan, she secretly followed Xu Fan as early as when she was in Guangling Mansion and knew that this young young master had a lot of secrets.

However, now he has to face more than a dozen great monks, half of whom are at the peak of the strength of the great monks.

But out of Xu Fan's trust, she squeezed out a charming smile and said in a voice, "Next, my sister will rely on you to protect her."

There was a twitch on his calm face, Xu Fan heard a voice that had not appeared in his ears for a long time, his body suddenly shook, turned his head sideways, and said with a cuffed mouth, "Can you speak normally?"

Without waiting for Pan Niangzi to continue to be shy, his figure flashed, the fingers of his right hand were together, and an extremely rich bright cyan qi was shrouded in his fingertips, the robe was windless, and the sleeve robe of his right hand was even more hunting.

The robe slowly lifted up along the right arm, gradually falling, revealing a small section of the white arm, and the bright cyan light gradually grew larger at the fingertips.

The next moment, a bright cyan white light suddenly burst out, and a silver dragon sword qi soared into the sky, its momentum was like a rainbow, its momentum was like a dragon, its speed was like lightning, and it crashed into the torrent of qi dozens of zhang away.

Where the two collided, a violent cyan light erupted, and the stabbing people couldn't open their eyes, and they couldn't discern what was going on inside.

"I'm right."

A white robe covered the eyes of a beautiful girl, and the two turned their heads sideways, not looking at the scene outside the camp again.

"Sister Xiaohe, is he the boy you said before?"

There is still a trace of panic on the delicate goose egg face of the girl in a blue splendid skirt, and the slender willow waist leans forward slightly, and under the background of the blue skirt, it seems that the figure is undulating and exquisite.

Standing beside the girl in the blue splendid skirt, the white-clothed girl standing on the side of the girl with a beautiful nose, covered her face with white veil, blocking the beautiful face.

The girl dressed in plain white clothes was Bai Luohe, since entering the Snow Fog Mountains, she was lucky to meet Lan Yan'er who was scattered outside, the descendant of the Lan clan of Chu State.

Bai Luohe bowed his head slightly, "Miss Yan'er, if you invite him to join your side, there will definitely be a way to escape from the Snowmist Mountain Range's underground palace."

"You have faith in him?" Lan Yan'er glanced at Bai Luohe with a smile and asked.

"This ......, sort of." As he spoke, Bai Luohe's robe was raised, and a small gourd appeared in the fair-skinned jade hand.

"This little gourd is

He left me with it to protect his family. Bai Luohe's eyes were full of complexity, and he glanced down at the small gourd in the jade hand.

At the same time, Lan Yan'er looked at the little gourd in Bai Luohe's hand and her heart moved, she couldn't be clearer about the ability of this little gourd.

Seeing this little gourd, Lan Yan'er's beautiful eyes lit up even more, she was deeply impressed by this thing, in the Snow Mist Mountains, she met the enemy of the Lan clan, the Wang family of the Yue Kingdom.

The monks who protected her died and fled, and only Bai Luohe remained by his side.

They fell into a critical situation many times, and at the last moment, Bai Luohe used this small gourd to save the day and deter the enemy, so that the two of them could escape.

It can be said that if there was no Bai Luohe, without the little gourd in Bai Luohe's hands, Lan Yan'er would not have been able to find her father safely, and she would have died at the hands of the Lan family's enemies.

The two of them also had a hard journey, found a small sect of the Lan clan, and after several escapes, Lan Yan'er found her father, among which Bai Luohe shot several times and saved Lan Yan'er's life.

All this is thanks to Xu Fan, who left her the incarnation of the "True Solution Gourd" who guarded the Xu Mansion in Jinling.

Of course, this is not the real true solution gourd, but it is refined by the heaven and earth spirit essence contained in the true solution gourd, which leaves three Xu Fan's silver dragon sword qi, which can be regarded as Bai Luohe's means of saving his life.

In order to avoid the pursuit of the enemies of the Lan clan, Bai Luohe used it twice along the way, and now only a faint wisp of silver dragon sword qi was left in his hand.

Falling into the underground palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range, Lan Yan'er, as the eldest lady of the Lan clan, like the young children of Lan Meng'er's group, began various trials to plunder resources for the development of the family camp.

Unlike Lan Meng'er, Lan Yan'er's father is the contemporary patriarch of the Lan clan, and after joining her father, Lan Yan'er's guards are all great monks, and only Bai Luohe, who saved her life, was left.

If it weren't for Lan Yan'er's identity, just the face covered by a white veil, Bai Luohe might not be able to live in peace until now.

"Will he join us?" After all, he was the one Lan Meng'er invited back." Lan Yan'er's eyes were a little complicated, and she didn't know what to think in her heart, so she looked at the shadow outside the camp and not far away.

I secretly said in my heart that if she had gone to occupy the water source this time, maybe she would not have caused such a troublesome thing.

Bai Luohe bowed his head lightly, looking at the scene of the smoke and dust dissipating outside the camp, Xu Fan stood alone in the field, and more than a dozen figures flew out around him, "Bang Bang ~ Bang Bang ~ Bang Bang ~" smashed to the ground.

Looking at more than a dozen figures falling on the grass one after another, the thin young man in the middle stood still, and Lan Yan'er was also fighting between heaven and man in her heart.

On the one hand, he is the elder of the four clans and the worship hall, and on the other hand, he is a young man who is half of his life-saving benefactor.

Xu Fan stood in the middle of the field, glanced at Wang Bingtang and the others indifferently, moved his fingers, and used the Silver Dragon Sword Technique again, his two fingers were a little hot at this time, fortunately hidden in the sleeve robe, otherwise he would definitely be teased by Pan Niangzi.

It's like two piping hot barbecue sausages!

Wang Bingtang's eyes were full of surprise and despair, he was the seventh deacon of the worship hall of the Lan clan, and led a group of great monks under his command, but he was actually defeated by a young man with two fingers.

Curled up on the grass, looking at the ravine more than ten zhang deep below him, and then looking at the young man seven or eight zhang away, Wang Bingtang said in a hoarse voice, "Young man, what is your name."

One person, with his own people, defeated more than a dozen great monks.

Whether it is in the underground palace of the Snow Misty Mountain Range, or outside, this is definitely a shocking miracle.

"Xu Fan."

With such a record, he single-handedly repelled more than a dozen great cultivators of the Lan clan, and it was impossible for him to hide his identity even if he wanted to.

At this moment, Wang Bingtang also experienced Jing Ying's shock and surprise before he died, "How is this possible! He was only a teenager, and he was not yet a great monk. How can it be so powerful."

Facing the only person standing in the field, Wang Bingtang spit out a mouthful of blood in relief, raised his head and laughed, "Old decay is confused, confused. Should have thought of it a long time ago

The world is so big that there are no wonders."

After crying and laughing for a long time, Wang Bingtang got up from the ground tremblingly, and glanced at the other people around him, the other dozen or so great monks were okay, but they were injured a little by the aftermath and were not seriously injured.

Xu Fan obviously used him as a rafter, which could be regarded as a profound warning to the people of the Lan family.

"Is this true?"

Lan Meng'er blinked, looked at the scene in front of her and was a little stunned, and asked Liu Chao beside her timidly.

Liu Chao was also stunned, and the power of one person swept more than a dozen great monks, this was the first time in his life.