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The old man in Tsing Yi didn't move, but these dozen figures also made Jiang Xiaofan feel the pressure of the mountain, and they rushed together to kill, as if it was a torrent that could not be broken, rolling up the dust in the sky. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!)

"Bell..."

He swung the Dao sword in his hand vigorously, colliding with the silver spear that stabbed over, and with a crisp sound, a crack suddenly appeared on the Dao sword, missing a corner, and almost in an instant, a cold spear with a cold glow pierced through, straight to Jiang Xiaofan's eyebrows, simple and ruthless!

"Hmm..."

An afterimage was left in place, Jiang Xiaofan's true body appeared in another position, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, his heart was a little cold, fortunately he controlled the Phantom Divine Step, otherwise this shot was really difficult to avoid.

After a short period of contact, Jiang Xiaofan realized the fact that these people are very terrifying, far from being comparable to ordinary people, they are also the cultivation of the Eight Heavens, but Ding Gao, who was beaten by him not long ago, is much weaker, and he can't be compared with these people in front of him at all, the gap is too big!

"Little one, leave first, and wait for me outside the Burning Forest. ”

Jiang Xiaofan said in a low voice, with a strong enemy in front of him, it is difficult for him to take care of small things.

The little guy was very spiritual, it understood Jiang Xiaofan's words, and seemed to know that it would only drag him down, so he whined at him a few times, reminding him to be careful, and then flapped his wings and left, and soon disappeared from his field of vision.

After seeing the little thing leave, Jiang Xiaofan's expression became heavy, he didn't stay to fight, but turned around and shot towards the depths of the Flame Forest, these people are very powerful, and they must not fight head-on, otherwise there is only a dead end.

Moreover, there is also the old man in Tsing Yi, this is what he is most worried about, in this old man, he feels an incomparably huge threat, and the powerful aura that is like nothing makes him feel breathless.

There was a sound in the forest, and more than a dozen figures were about to chase Jiang Xiaofan.

The sound of the collision of weapons echoed all around, the fallen leaves flew, the firebird fled, and the Dao sword in Jiang Xiaofan's hand was quickly shattered, but he was not worried, his body was very fantastic, like flowing water, and he quickly smashed the person next to him and flew away, and grabbed the silver spear in his hand casually.

"It's really not ordinary!"

As soon as he held the silver spear, Jiang Xiaofan was shocked, the spear did not reach the level of a spirit soldier, but it was very hard, and the material was very unusual, much stronger than the Dao Sword of the Emperor Heavenly Gate.

In the distance, the old man in Tsing Yi followed, standing on an ancient tree, looking at Jiang Xiaofan expressionlessly.

The weapon was snatched, the man did not change color, his face was still cold, his right hand was clenched into a fist, blue light flashed, and smashed towards Jiang Xiaofan's head, and several people around him also swung their spears at the same time, piercing forward.

Jiang Xiaofan sneered, his left hand met the blue light flickering fist, and the spear in his right hand swung violently.

"Bang..."

Several spears were blocked by Jiang Xiaofan, and the person who punched was like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down, his entire right hand hung down, and was broken by Jiang Xiaofan, and it was impossible to recover in a short time.

It's just that even so, the man still didn't have any expression, he rushed over fearlessly, his right hand couldn't be used, so he changed to his left hand, and after his left hand was broken, he changed to his legs, and he swore not to stop if he didn't kill Jiang Xiaofan.

Jiang Xiaofan's expression was solemn, these people were not simple, each of them was a strong man, a single battle, he might not be afraid of any of them, but after more than a dozen figures were combined, even if he was a few points stronger, it would be difficult for him to resist, and while he was fighting with these people, he rushed to the depths of the Flame Forest.

More than a dozen figures were in hot pursuit, although they were not as terrifying as Jiang Xiaofan, but more than a dozen people together would create some trouble for him from time to time, making it difficult for him to get rid of it.

The only thing that reassured Jiang Xiaofan was that the old man in Tsing Yi didn't do anything, this old thing made him extremely scruples, even in the process of fighting with more than a dozen people, he had to devote some energy to the old man.

He advanced and retreated in the encirclement of more than a dozen figures, and there were already blood marks on his body, after all, he was facing not one person, but more than a dozen people, and no one of them had a lower cultivation than him, and it was already very rebellious to be able to persevere.

But even so, Jiang Xiaofan is still more and more frightened, these people are really powerful, the exercises they practice are very special, and the blue divine power makes Jiang Xiaofan deeply suspicious, which is by no means ordinary.

"Poof..."

The battle had been going on for several hours, and Jiang Xiaofan's figure suddenly disappeared in place, dodging a few silver spears, leaving an afterimage in the same place, and the sharp weapon in his hand suddenly pierced the seriously injured figure.

This was Jiang Xiaofan's first time killing, but after killing with one blow, he didn't have time to sigh, he didn't even have time to pull out his weapon, and rolled in place, avoiding the few cold lights that stabbed him.

A companion was killed, and there were still eleven figures left in the same place, but their expressions remained unchanged, like unconscious vegetative people, they only had murderous aura on their bodies, and they didn't even look at the corpses on the ground.

And the old man in Tsing Yi looked even more indifferent, and still had no intention of making a move.

After Jiang Xiaofan got up, he shot towards the depths of the forest again, fighting against so many masters at the same time, even if he practiced the supreme ancient scriptures of Buddhism, it was useless, and he would inevitably die of exhaustion in the end, these people were different from the wolves, except that they did not have many emotional fluctuations, they were all very strong and their strength was extraordinary.

"Xia Fengming, one day Lao Tzu will chop you alive!"

Jiang Xiaofan ran away, saying goodbye viciously, his right shoulder was covered with blood, and he was almost pierced through his arm bone, if it weren't for the cultivation of the ethereal illusion step, his entire left arm would be abolished.

Two hours later, there were a few more blood marks on his body, and his clothes were dyed red, but he also made the other party pay the price of blood, and two more people were killed by him, and now there are only nine figures left behind him, and the old man in Tsing Yi.

He held another spear in his hand, which was stained with blood, his blood, and even the blood of the enemy, half of his divine power had been consumed, but he still did not get rid of the enemy.

And behind the nine figures, the old man in Tsing Yi looked very calm, his degree seemed unhappy, but he always followed behind the nine figures, keeping a certain distance, neither opening nor making a move.

Jiang Xiaofan can imagine that this old guy's cultivation can only be described as terrifying, and it is definitely not something he can compete with now, all he can do is escape.

The road to the Huangtianmen has been blocked by these people, and it is impossible for him to turn around now, otherwise he will face the joint attack of the nine figures, and the old man in Tsing Yi is even more likely to make a move, and by that time, he will be completely finished, so he can only rush to the depths of the Flame Forest.

The sky gradually darkened, and the nine surviving people shot even more aggressively, Jiang Xiaofan had a few more scars on his body, and these people used combat skills similar to supernatural powers, and the blue light struck like a killing sword.

"Boom ......"

The dazzling brilliance bursts in this forest, like fireworks blooming, which is very beautiful.

However, under this beautiful blue light, there is a powerful killing intention, Jiang Xiaofan was forced to be helpless, he could no longer hide his strength, and the golden divine light suddenly burst out, and his head was dyed with a layer of gold.

"Golden divine power?!"

The old man in Tsing Yi whispered to himself, frowning for the first time.

As we all know, when cultivating different Xuan Gong, its divine power will show different colors, but on Ziweixing, there are only seven colors of divine power recorded in ancient books, silver, black, green, gray, blue, blue, and purple.

The golden divine power has never appeared in the history of Ziwei cultivation, and in the ancient classics that exist today, there has never been a record of the golden divine power, which made the eyes of the old man in Tsing Yi flash a gleam.

"Hmm..."

The ancient scriptures of Buddhism and Taoism were in operation, Jiang Xiaofan's breath soared, and he disappeared in place in an instant, the golden light in front of the spear in his right hand was dazzling, and his left hand was clenched into a fist, as if it was poured with gold.

"Poof..."

"Bang..."

The Buddhist Diamond Sutra made his body extremely powerful, and the phantom step made his body erratic, he broke through the blockade in an instant, the spear in his right hand was fiercely inserted into the chest of one person, and his left fist slammed into the head of another person, directly smashing it out and flying out, until he lost his movement after a few convulsions on the ground.

Two powerful cultivators, one into the subtle eightfold heaven and the other into the subtle ninefold heaven, at this moment, even Jiang Xiaofan's figure could not be seen thoroughly, and he lost consciousness in a moment, and his life came to an end!

However, at this moment, a cyan figure stepped into the air, appeared in front of Jiang Xiaofan's eyes in the blink of an eye, stretched out his right leg in the air, and stepped towards Jiang Xiaofan's front door.

Jiang Xiaofan was shocked, this old man finally made a move, and the speed of the cultivation of the Illusion Divine Step shocked him, he didn't have time to dodge at all, and hurriedly put the silver spear across his chest.

The next moment, Jiang Xiaofan knew how terrifying the strength of the old man in Tsing Yi was, the silver spear was trampled on, and the footprint was on his chest, kicking him out more than ten zhang away, and smashing a few ancient trees before stopping.

"Ahem..."

Jiang Xiaofan vomited blood, his face suddenly became whiter than snow, and he stood up with difficulty holding on to the tree pole next to him, shocked and inexplicable.

The old man in Tsing Yi is really terrifying, if he hadn't cultivated the Diamond Sutra, his body was strong, and he had the Supreme Ancient Sutra of Buddhism to protect his body, the kick just now would definitely kill him.

The old man in Tsing Yi was still expressionless, but there were monstrous waves in his heart, he knew the power of his foot best, even if it was a cultivator in the realm of Juechen, it was absolutely impossible to survive, but the person in front of him not only survived, but he could also stand up!

After the old man in Tsing Yi made a move, the seven people who were still alive stood behind him, not moving, in their understanding, since this old man did it, then Jiang Xiaofan was destined to become a cold corpse.

Jiang Xiaofan trembled and took out a fairy spirit root from the space ring, bit it hard, and his pale face suddenly began to improve, which surprised the old man again, and he felt a strong fairy spirit!

Taking advantage of the gap when the old man was slightly discolored, Jiang Xiaofan rushed towards the depths of the fire forest again, he was definitely not the opponent of this light old man, if he resisted hard, there was only a dead end, he could only escape now!

"Chase!"

The old man in Tsing Yi spit out a word expressionlessly, and the seven figures behind him immediately shot out like lightning.

As the sun sets, the last glimmer of light in the sky disappears, and night falls, with only a few stars on the unreachable sky, and this fiery forest is completely plunged into darkness, and nothing can be seen.

Jiang Xiaofan smiled, but it was extremely cold, like the summoning of death, and the breath on his body disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had turned into a wisp of air......

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