"My father is dead, and your body hasn't shown up yet? Just send one doppelganger to avenge your father, you are really filial. ”

Leng Aoshuang's appearance made Mu Fan both surprised and not surprised, with a sneer in his eyes, he palmed the blizzard pressing overhead.

The destruction of the Leng family even shocked the elders of the inner sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect, how could Leng Aoshuang, who was a human woman, not know?

Knowing that the family was destroyed and her father's life would be in danger, this filial daughter was still calm and refused to show up.

Her own father, she herself did not come to the rescue, but instead handed her father's life into the hands of an elder who had no friendship with the Leng family, didn't she sit back and watch her own father be killed?

In the previous war, Mu Fan was in a hurry to find his sister, and he didn't pay too much attention to Leng Aoshuang.

Now seeing that Leng Aoshuang, who was violently beaten by him, appeared in front of him vigorously, just using his spiritual power to sweep away, he immediately realized that Leng Aoshuang was not the main body, but a subtle enough to fake the real armor clone.

"Thief! I'll kill you! ”

Leng Aoshuang, who was like the embodiment of frost, turned extremely hideous at this time, and his hatred for Mu Fan was all transformed into a storm and snow coming towards him.

The martial arts of the two sides collided together, the ice and snow in the sky collapsed in all directions, and the phantoms of the divine ape cast by Mu Fan also turned into pitch-black points of light, flying away inch by inch.

"Master, it seems that the "Prison Suppression Floating Slaughter Technique" is used in actual combat, and it can only last for a cup of tea at most."

Mu Fan and Leng Aoshuang both retreated, and the moment they retreated, the voice of the Heavenly Dao Pen suddenly came from their minds.

It turned out that Mu Fan's martial arts were not broken by Leng Aoshuang, but because of his own reasons, which caused the martial arts to automatically disintegrate.

Mu Fan calmly released a flying sword, stood on top of the flying sword with an elegant posture, and said secretly: "The grade of the 'Prison Suppression Floating Slaughter Technique' is above the heavenly level, and the evil qi required to maintain the exercise is extremely great, if it is maintained in this state for a long time, even the second dantian will not be able to bear it. ”

Heavenly Dao Pen thought for a while, and immediately spoke: "Master, I don't think you can maintain the Prison Suppression Floating Technique for a long time because the realm is too low. ”

"Although you have a second dantian, and the dantian and meridians have been doubled by the Heavenly Demon Body, this set of exercises is not something that people in the lower realm can cultivate, and it is really reluctant to control this move with the realm of the Spirit Realm."

Mu Fan's analysis of it still recognizes it in his heart.

He also wanted to improve his realm quickly, but the fourth level of the poisonous tumor would devour the results of his cultivation, and ninety percent of his ten success powers were sucked away by the tumor, and he couldn't get up fast if he wanted to.

While Mu Fan was silently analyzing his own flaws, Zhou Tianzong stared at the flying sword under Mu Fan's feet with straight eyes, and secretly exclaimed in shock: "Top-grade mysterious weapon!" ”

"I don't even have such treasures, where did he get them? He wouldn't have a casting master who could refine mystical weapons, would he? ”

How did he know that there were countless treasures in the Hell Tower, and those monsters who were imprisoned to death left countless treasure cheats.

After the evil qi was refined by Mu Fan, the treasures in the tower naturally returned to their original appearance.

Those ownerless mysteries scattered all over the ground, Mu Fan just changed one piece a day, and he could not bring the same three hundred and sixty-five days a year.

When Zhou Tianzong was shocked by Mu Fan's magnanimity, Leng Aoshuang didn't care so much, and after stabilizing his body, he immediately raised his hands towards the sky, condensing a huge iceberg more than 100 meters high above his head.

"Paying for my father's life!"

Leng Aoshuang roared angrily and smashed the iceberg towards Mu Fan, and the black-pressed iceberg roared down from the top of Mu Fan's head as if the sky had fallen.

Mu Fan Dantian was chaotic, and he was temporarily unable to perform the "Suppression of Prison Floating Tu Technique", but in the face of Leng Aoshuang's crazy attack, he did not panic.

The right hand gently flipped the palm, and suddenly the golden light on the palm of the palm was shining, like the rising sun in the cold winter.

"Nine Turns Golden Body Technique, the third one!"

During the ten days of retreat, Mu Fan not only cultivated the "Prison Suppression Floating Slaughter Technique", but also the monsters who were sealed on the first layer of the Prison Suppression Tower, which was an excellent object for cultivating their physique.

After the realm of the Xuanwu Realm was suppressed by the "Hell Suppression Floating Slaughter Technique", their attacks were used to exercise their physique, and their strength was not strong or weak, which was just right, and it was suitable for cultivating the "Nine Turns Golden Body Technique".

The hard work paid off, and within ten days, his "Nine Turns of Golden Body Technique" really broke through another layer.

After the Nine Turns Golden Body Technique broke through to the third level, the golden light on the surface of his skin became more and more dazzling, and the defense and strength of his body increased a lot compared to before.

A palm slammed into the bottom of the hundred-meter iceberg, and the strong pressure made Mu Fan's floating body shake slightly, but his body only shook a little, and it quickly returned to normal.

"You're so upset that you can't even perform your moves? Why is this doppelganger weaker than last time? ”

The corners of Mu Fan's mouth curled, holding the bottom of the iceberg with one hand, the vitality of his palm shook, and then he turned around and smashed the iceberg towards him on the ground in reverse.

"Daddy!!"

Mu Fan used his strength to smash Leng Aoshuang into his iceberg and push Leng Tianshan's corpse.

Seeing this, Leng Aoshuang's expression suddenly became excited, and he turned into a sword light and rushed downward.

Although Leng Tianshan has been smashed by him, he still has a smug appearance, if he is smashed by the iceberg a few times, there will really be no scum left.

Mu Fan's palm just now had already dispersed the vitality she poured into the iceberg, and she couldn't control the iceberg landing at all just by relying on her breath.

Seeing her so anxious, Mu Fan grinned happily.

The soles of his feet kicked towards the flying sword, and his body rushed towards Leng Aoshuang like an arrow off the string.

"Dad refuses to show his true body when he dies, and a hard-hearted filial daughter like you also knows that she is anxious?"

Mu Fan landed on Leng Aoshuang's shoulder with a flying kick, kicking her dozens of meters away, not letting her stop the iceberg from falling.

Who knew that Leng Aoshuang didn't care about the injury on his shoulder, and after rolling in the air a few times, a lump of ice suddenly condensed under his feet as a force point, kicked his feet, and continued to rush towards the iceberg that fell after falling.

Mu Fan smiled coldly, and the flying sword flew from a distance, stopping steadily at his feet.

With the strength of the soles of his feet, his figure flashed in front of Leng Aoshuang again, swept his right leg, kicked Leng Aoshuang's side and waist hard, and kicked her away again.

However, Leng Aoshuang was like a mad dog, every time he was kicked and flew away, he immediately rolled in the sky, and continued to pounce on the iceberg tirelessly.

In just a few hundred meters, Leng Aoshuang was kicked away by Mu Fan like a ball more than a dozen times.

She screamed as she rushed towards the iceberg, but Mu Fan was like a big mountain, blocking in front of her and not letting her get close to half a step.

Looking at Leng Aoshuang's crazy appearance of rushing to rescue his father's corpse, Mu Fan's face was full of happy smiles.

When he was looking for his sister, Leng Aoshuang and the elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect were so entangled, which finally made him take a step slower and watch his sister being taken away in front of his eyes.

Now that Leng Aoshuang wants to keep her father's body, how can Mu Fan make her happy?

The feeling of losing an important person, the feeling of despair and self-blame hitting each other in her heart, it was her turn to taste it!

"Daddy! Get out of here! ”

Seeing that the iceberg was about to smash on her father's bloody corpse, Leng Aoshuang's expression suddenly became excited, and she roared and burst out with sword intent all over her body.

Suddenly, the cold light around his body flickered, and a giant sword condensed by frost was like a javelin, slamming into Mu Fan's chest with a whoosh, and actually blasted Mu Fan, who had performed the third weight of the Nine Turns Golden Body Technique, back a few meters.

Leng Aoshuang's eyes lit up, and he seized the opportunity to fly the iceberg with a dive.

Just as she reached out with tears in her eyes and grabbed the blurred corpse of Leng Tianshan, suddenly the ground under the corpse tumbled, and a fat golden silkworm king came out.

Burst!

A cloud of colorful poisonous mist erupted from the mouth of the Golden Silkworm King, completely enveloping Leng Tianshan's corpse.

In less than a breath, the colorful poisonous mist completely melted the already mushy corpse into a pool of blood.

"Daddy! Yes!!! ”

Leng Aoshuang's pupils shrank, and the movement of rushing forward suddenly became stiff.

Her pupils flashed with rage, and her body trembled violently from the rage.

One step away, just one step away from retrieving his father's body.

But in the end, she still couldn't even save her father's body.

Despair, powerlessness, anger, and madness kept pouring out of her heart.

Leng Aoshuang held his head and knelt in front of the blood and water turned into Leng Tianshan's corpse, and let out a strange cry like a beast as if he had broken down.

"Hahaha! Do you think you'll be able to get your father's body back soon? Is this taste of being one step slower and unforgettable? ”

Looking at Leng Aoshuang's grief and anger that had fallen short, Mu Fan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

If he hadn't deliberately shown weakness, how could Leng Aoshuang's sword knock him back?

Her grief-stricken expression was exactly what Mu Fan wanted to see.

Leng Aoshuang was angry, and grabbed his hand on his head like crazy, and the long ponytail of the heroic was caught into a mess by her, and she spurted out a mouthful of blood excitedly, and her eyes were red and roared: "Kill you!" I'm going to kill you! ”

On the ground, a sword that didn't blink was handed out of her hand, and the golden silkworm king who swallowed the clouds and spitted mist knocked him to the ground.

The Golden Silkworm King, who was in pain, squeaked, and one turned around and flew into the sky, and his movements quickly drilled into Mu Fan's cuffs.

"You, kill you! I'm going to kill you! ”

Leng Aoshuang, who was in pain, turned his head to look at Mu Fan, as if the skin of his whole body was about to be broken by anger, countless cracks appeared on the surface of his body.

Countless needle-like sword lights shot out from her heart, and the sword qi of her entire heart skyrocketed at this moment, even if it reached the limit of her body's endurance.

Her purpose seems to be to detonate herself and die with Mu Fan.

"That's angry? Weren't you happy when you stopped me from looking for my sister? ”

"Remember the feeling of powerlessness, and you'll taste it many times later. It's a pity you don't have a mother, otherwise you can experience it again right now. ”

Mu Fan looked at the doppelganger who was about to explode below with a smile, and happily admired the frenzied grief of the other party's loss of an important person.

"Ah!!h

In Leng Aoshuang's frantic scream, the sword qi accumulated in his body exploded violently, and within a radius of the Leng family's kilometers, all of them were shrouded in dense sword light.

The Leng family, which had already been bombarded into ruins by Mu Fan, was once again ravaged by the sword aura that Leng Aoshuang's clone had exploded, and it was impossible to find half a complete piece of land within a radius of a kilometer.

Mu Fan stepped on the flying sword and flew out of the sword light leisurely.

Looking at Zhou Tianzong with an ugly face from afar, he sneered: "I only settled the sins of the Leng family today, and I didn't bother to pay attention to some accounts today." ”

"The people who stopped me from looking for my sister that day were not only Leng Aoshuang but also the Heavenly Sword Sect. I remember all this stroke, I hope you can remember it too, it doesn't matter if you can't remember it, ...... when the time comes."

After Mu Fan threw a meaningful smile at him, he left this unfinished sentence.

As soon as he turned around, he walked towards the edge of the sky.