After a few steps, the scene was cleared, and just as he was about to start, a terrible voice came, "No! No! ”

An Yan turned his head sideways, but it turned out to be Jin Fangfang, Old Lady Jin Lian closed her eyes and shook her head, "Unfilial sons and grandchildren!" ”

Jin Wanfa's eyes widened even more, and a mouthful of blood reached his chest, "You little brute!" Who called you back! ”

Huang Sha Lu Jin smiled, "The little mouse came out by itself, so you don't have to go to find it." ”

Jin Fangfang was directly pressed down by his subordinates and knelt on the ground, he just watched his family of twelve die under the flying snow sword, and it went quickly, his eyes were dull, and his upper body shook.

An Yan grabbed a sword flower, shook off the bloodstains, and walked towards Jin Fangfang without hurrying.

She is synonymous with death at this moment.

One of his subordinates said something in Lu Jin's ear, and his face changed, "How could it not be, check again!" Turn it all over and find out! As soon as he looked up and saw that An Yan's Flying Snow Sword was about to fall on the last living mouth of the Jin family, he raised his hand, "Qingsha!" Keep people under the sword! ”

However, An Yan had no intention of stopping at all, and took Jin Fangfang's head directly with a sword.

"Brush!" “ba

g！ ”

Everything happened in an instant, An Yan returned the sword in time to block the hidden weapon, and it collapsed out at once, that is, her flying snow sword, the ordinary sword must be broken, she squinted and saw that it was a milky white Bodhi seed.

A figure stood on the roof, with a ring scar on his head, a white plain robe, and a Buddha bead in his hand, and the full moon reflected a world-saving image behind him at this time.

He looked at the twelve members of the Jin family on the ground, "Amitabha, it's still a step late." "Low eyebrows, good skin.

Lu Jin frowned, "The bald donkey of Tianlong Mountain. ”

He clasped his hands together, "In the lower release, the two donors should stop it, and don't create any more killing karma." ”

However, no one paid attention to him, and Huang Shalu Jin said to An Yan: "The things that King Shura wants have not been found yet, so I have to bring this kid back alive." ”

An Yan frowned, stretched out his hand and compared, held down Jin Fangfang's subordinates and nodded, and pulled Jin Fangfang, who was weak and couldn't stand up, and was about to retreat.

"Amitabha."

The monk's skills were extremely fast, and only An Yan's eyes could see how he moved, and in the eyes of others, he seemed to disappear in place and reappeared beside Jin Fangfang.

The two subordinates were also knocked away in an instant, and the monk seemed to be shrouded in golden light under the moonlight, and the thunder sound of tigers and leopards sounded on his body.

Hearing this voice, Lu Jin looked at him seriously twice, and his subordinates came up again to say something, he checked the golden abacus in his hand, "There is no more work for me here, let's go." ”

In an instant, Huang Sha Lu Jin took away his three people, and the other three were An Yan's men and horses, surrounded the courtyard and waited for her dispatch, Shikong grabbed Jin Fangfang's shoulders and rose into the air, with a person who doesn't know martial arts can still get up so quickly, this monk should not be underestimated.

An Yan kept an eye on his movements, and immediately chased him out, and the rest of the men and horses were useless, so he returned to the Hell Tower on his own.

Two days later, the Hell Tower issued three arrest warrants in succession, offering a reward of 50,000 taels of gold for the news of the Qingsha, and the portrait of the Qingsha flowed into the various forces of the rivers and lakes for the first time.

An Yan chased Shikong all the way, and fought and left, during the fight, An Yan found that Shikong's strength was indeed extraordinary, but he just ran away with Jin Fangfang, which was greatly discounted, but even so, he narrowly avoided An Yan's pursuit twice.

At this time, he stood on the side of the road to rest, and Jin Fangfang could no longer support the escape for two days and one night, so he leaned against the tree and fell asleep.

Shikong glanced at Jin Fangfang and sighed, "Girl, the Hell Tower has issued three arrest warrants to you in a row, why do you bother to work so hard for him, isn't it good to let this child live?" ”

With a bang, An Yan pushed the Feixue Sword out of its sheath with his thumb, "Win me, let you go." She was not interested in Jin Fangfang's life at all, and the release in front of her kept her hand again and again, unlike an ordinary disciple of Tianlong Mountain, she wanted to get to the bottom.

"Amitabha." Shikong sighed and folded his hands, "The sword has no eyes, if the girl doesn't use the Flying Snow Sword, the little monk is not willing to give it a try." ”

An Yan thought for a moment, and brushed the Flying Snow Sword to the ground.

Shikong pointed to the forest, "Don't wake him up, how about we go to a farther place and use our fists?" ”

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law." An Yan didn't care at all, he stepped over in two steps, a straight punch, but he only defended but didn't attack, his hands crossed to fix his fist, and his legs didn't move or shake when he made a mistake, and the chassis was too stable.

A strong force flipped An Yan out, she flipped her head in mid-air and landed on the ground, and walked towards the forest unhurriedly, seemingly not caring at all about exposing her back.

An Yan stepped forward and waved his hand, a small sleeve arrow flew out, making a subtle sound in the air, only to see Shikong twist around, and when he turned around again, he held the hidden weapon between his fingers, and he threw it on the ground, "It seems that the girl has a grudge against the Bodhi Zi, and she was eager to save people at that time, and I hope the girl will forgive me if I am offended." ”

Seeing that she didn't move, Shikong suddenly smiled, "If the girl doesn't come with me, then I'll take the child away." ”

An Yan's eyes narrowed, and he stepped into the forest with light skills, and Shikong also flew up and went deeper, and for a time the air flow in the forest was whistling, the trees were shaking, and from time to time there were broken branches and leaves rushing out.

Half a day has passed but there is no winner or loser, he practices the pure yang Wuji Gong of Tianlong Mountain, this skill can only be practiced by the child's body, once the body is broken, it will be wasted, and the practice of this exercise can be invulnerable.

An Yan's strength lies in the swordsmanship, the seven-style Flying Snow Sword, with the ethereal body technique, just like a sword dance, and the people who are rumored to be killed by Se Qingsha in the rivers and lakes have a smile on the corner of their mouths, precisely because they saw the beautiful posture of Se Qingsha when he performed his swordsmanship, and he was unaware when the Flying Snow Sword slashed on himself, and he was still immersed in the mystery of the sword dance.

Abandoned the Flying Snow Sword, her strength dropped a lot, just like the situation in the past two days, Shikong didn't dare to directly pick up An Yan's Flying Snow Sword, but An Yan couldn't catch up with Shikong, he could always rely on the Pure Yang Wuji Gong to resist a little damage and then run away.

Seven-style swordsmanship can usually only use two of them.

A punch hit the monk's chest, but he was shocked back two steps, An Yan stood there panting and suddenly didn't move, she didn't move, she didn't move, and she also stood in place.

For a moment, the forest was silent, but at this time a rustling sound was heard.

An Yan's eyes swept away, and a voice came.

"Hell Tower's Regent is so capable, it should have been replaced a long time ago."

One by one, the figures were revealed, and before they knew it, the two of them had been surrounded, and a man with a demon mask threw a fainted person to the ground, which was Jin Fangfang, who should have run away.