"The gold test dojo is really full of masters, it seems that this matter has to be careful when stepping into the gold test cave, and one of them will fall into the gold test cave. Lan Feng wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his big hand, muttering so in his mind.

After standing up, Lan Feng turned around and rushed to the other end of the golden bridge without discipline, not wanting to entangle with this young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion anymore and do some indifferent tearing and killing, once again he didn't know if there was still a strong person like the young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion in the Purple Smoke Pavilion.

The young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion stared closely at the "Sunrise Cutting Axe" that had been slashed out by the Blood Drinking Crazy Sword, he was very sure that if it weren't for the Heaven Cutting Axe, the Heaven Cutting Axe that poured out of the body of the Heaven Cutting Axe would have sent Lan Feng flying out, and the "Future Heaven Cutting Axe" would have been cut in two.

"This damn Lan Feng actually dares to break my future axe, he is really looking for death. After the young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion was stunned for a moment, he instantly became angry.

He lowered his head and looked at Lan Feng, and when he saw that Lan Feng was leaving without a fight, he didn't say a word, and put away the axe of the future day with a big hand, this axe had been damaged, and it was impossible for him to take it out against the enemy again.

After putting away the Heaven-Slaying Axe, the young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion shook his big hand in front of his chest, and his spirit flashed, and a strong rod flashed on his hand.

At the same time, the young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion closed his eyes and meditated on something, and suddenly the strong pole turned into a blazing flame, it was a blazing flame.

The appearance of this flame sword made the temperature in the entire room chapter rise instantly, and the gray-clothed man fell not far away, and suddenly felt trapped in the flame mountain, and the flames hit his heart everywhere, and he had to withdraw.

The flame was held by the young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion in his hand and the arrow on it was missing, and the luck was between the minds. With a "whoosh", a flaming arrow flew away.

Where the flaming arrows passed, the void "thumped ......". In this way, you can see the terrifying thing about this flaming arrow, the power is powerful, the speed is fast, and it comes in an instant.

Lan Feng's brows furrowed terribly, his soul was fused with the cause of blood-colored demon fire, he was not afraid of things like flames, but the power of this flame arrow was too strong. He couldn't be so ordinary, open his mouth and devour refining.

"It's just a little trick to carve insects, wait for me to break it. Lan Feng had to turn around. With a loud shout, he used the sealing magic stone.

The sealing magic stone was used by Lan Feng, and it did not rise and overwhelm, but a few rotations. Spin away. The two sounds of "boom ......" collided with the flaming arrows in mid-air.

Sure enough, as Lan Feng had imagined, although the Flame Arrow was powerful, it could not penetrate the Sealing Magic Stone, but it only shocked the Sealing Demon Stone and flew out sideways.

"Thunder nine thousand eight desolate god palms. ”

At the same time as he used the flaming arrow, the young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion swooped down in the air, using his own fame magic trick to kill Lan Feng himself.

Lan Feng was one step slower because of the use of the Sealing Magic Stone. was caught up by the other party and had to turn around to face the enemy.

Meanwhile. Lan Feng's body swelled in the air, and instantly fell into a desolate battle body, making the Wild God Fist come out.

The Divine Palm and the Divine Fist collided together in mid-air, and there was a loud bang, and the aftermath shook the entire room unwillingly.

Using his desolate body, Lan Feng's body was a little stronger, and he was not afraid of the young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion, but while bombarding the Purple Smoke Pavilion, Lan Feng retreated to the other end of the golden bridge.

"Those who offend me in the Purple Smoke Pavilion will die ......"

The collision between Lan Feng and the young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion instantly attracted the attention of the people who came to the Purple Smoke Pavilion, and the idea of a strong man came from the depths of the Purple Smoke Pavilion, and they converged and turned into a wave of momentum.

Then there was a loud bang of "Boom ......", and one after another rays of light flew out from the Purple Smoke Pavilion, smashing towards the Ninth Order Golden Bridge.

"Ah...... Brother Lan...... Save Qianfan...... "Qianfan Xiaoniang saw more than a dozen masters rushing towards her, and she was suppressed by the general trend, so she couldn't move, so she could only look back, and shouted at Lan Feng.

Hearing this, Lan Feng looked back at the bloody eyes, and the ninth-order golden bridge shook violently, and Qianfan's petite body was dragged up by the golden light emitted by the ninth-order golden bridge, and flew towards Lan Feng in the air, landing on Lan Feng's shoulder with a "bang".

"Hold on, I'll take you back, I Lan someone wants to go, who can keep it. Qianfan landed on Lan Feng's huge shoulders, and her big eyes were as beautiful as a curious baby, and Lan Feng was angry and yelled at her.

Qian Fan came back to his senses at this time, pouted and muttered, "What a small device", and then grabbed Lan Feng's white hair with his little hand, and grabbed it to death.

However, the moment she caught Lan Feng's silver silk, Qian Fan screamed "ah", because she caught a snake, which was the Jin Mang that Lan Feng carried casually, and she was so frightened that she almost fell off Lan Feng's body.

"Huh...... Haha...... "After saving Qianfan, Lan Feng once again took out the Blood Drinking Crazy Sword, and a pair of bewitching blood-red eyes swept away, and saw a dry Purple Smoke Pavilion Sect people rushing over, and the battle intent in his heart surged out.

At the same time, Lan Feng spat out the blood-colored demon fire to the Blood-Drinking Crazy Sword, making the Blood-Drinking Crazy Sword indestructible.

With a burst of slashing with the blood-drinking mad sword "Hiss ......" in his hand, he split the thundering Nine Thousand Eight Desolate God Palms made by the young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion, and turned around and rushed out of the Purple Smoke Pavilion towards the ninth-order golden bridge.

"Boom ......"

The Purple Smoke Pavilion was made by Lan Feng and the young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion like this, and after the two jumped out of the room together, the Pavilion could no longer support it, and a large part of it fell down with a bang, and a piece of gray smoke billowed out.

"Look, isn't that the Purple Smoke Pavilion?"

"Who dares to go to the Purple Smoke Pavilion to use force, it is really bold......"

"Could it be the Imperial Spirit Sect, the Wildfire Sect, or the Ice Moon Courtyard......"

"The saintess of the Ice Moon Courtyard is very domineering, and when she first stepped into the snowy labyrinth, she shot as a celestial and human being, grabbing the touchstone, and when she came out at this time, she wanted to start her hand again......

......

The movement of the Purple Smoke Pavilion made the Martial Cultivators of the Snowy Lost City raise their heads one after another, and their eyes looked in the direction of the Purple Smoke Pavilion.

They really couldn't imagine which fierce man dared to use force in the Purple Smoke Pavilion, and after a burst of discussions, many martial cultivators rushed towards the Purple Smoke Pavilion.

"Boom ......" just as the martial arts cultivators rushed towards the Purple Smoke Pavilion, and before they could take a few steps, there was a loud bang in the sky above the city, and a golden light swept through the air, instantly turning into a huge golden bridge across the air.

A madman with a huge body of silver and white hair and blood-red eyes stepped on the bridge step by step towards the other end of the bridge.

Accompanied by some martial arts at both ends of the bridge, volleying and tearing at the madman, the madman held a bloody mad sword, slashed left and right, and directly killed several martial arts cultivators in the air, sprinkling blood rain in the air and falling into the crowd.

"Haha...... Good...... Well done...... It is worthy of being the descendant of the Northern Immortal Heavenly Monarch...... "A ruined inn, a woman's laughter came from a quiet guest room.

"You...... You deliberately let Lan Feng make a feud with the people of the Purple Smoke Pavilion......" Phantom Qianxue in the room looked at the sick woman in a daze, and between raising her hand, she dragged out a circle of light, and in the aperture, she saw Lan Feng stepping on the Golden Bridge of the Nine Bridges to fight in all directions, fighting bloodily, and scars continued to appear on her body, and her whole body was injured in an instant.

Seeing this, a trace of pity that Phantom Qianxue had in her heart swept away, and she yelled at the sick woman with some annoyance.

"Sure enough, it is a desolate physique, only a person with a strong physique like the Northern Heavenly Monarch has such a strong physical body, and he is not afraid of the martial cultivation of Leng Haokong, the young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion, who refines the six touchstones. The sick woman completely ignored Phantom Qianxue's roar, her eyes kept staring at Lan Feng in the aperture, and after a long time, she muttered to herself with a sense of shock.

"What are you talking about, Leng Haokong actually refined six touchstones, so what is Lan Feng's opponent, he only refines two touchstones. Hearing this, Phantom Qianxue shouted again calmly.

The sick woman suddenly raised her head and looked at Phantom Qianxue with a contemptuous look, "What do you know, the touchstone only makes the physical body reach perfection, and it is called a perfect body, but it is only a perfect body of a person's physique, and it does not represent all people with a physique."

Do you know why it is impossible for martial arts cultivation to devour too many touchstones before stepping into the golden test cave?

That's because the Golden Test Cave was originally a medicine furnace, and Wu Xiu didn't need any elixir to swallow the touchstone when he stepped into it, making himself stronger.

But the touchstone taken before stepping into the touchstone made the physical body transform and enter the perfect body, whether a martial artist's physique is strong depends on how much he can swallow the touchstone without using the elixir.

When he needs to obey the elixir before he can refine and absorb the touchstone, the touchstone can no longer change his physique, because his rest has reached a perfect state, as long as he refines and absorbs enough touchstones in the gold test cave to make his strength reach a certain degree, he can step into the holy body realm. ”

Phantom Qianxue was stunned, her mind fell into a kind of unkempt contemplation, no one had ever told her this, she knew that the sick woman had broken through the gold test hole, and what she said must be true.

"The amount of a martial cultivator who forcibly swallows the touchstone by relying on the elixir does not say how strong his rest quality is, but Lan Feng is different...... Lanfeng ......"

Seeing that Phantom Qianxue could listen attentively, the sick woman smiled, and then continued, but as she spoke, her eyes fell on the aperture she dragged out again, but she was startled, and at this time, except for the other onlookers in the snowy maze of martial arts in the aperture at this time, there was no figure of Lan Feng, and Lan Feng seemed to disappear out of thin air.

"Ah, Sister Fairy...... This, what's going on, Lan Fengren?" Phantom Qianxue cried out anxiously, because the sick woman selflessly told some things about the Golden Test Cave, Phantom Qianxue had already recognized the sick girl as a sister invisibly.

The sick woman didn't speak, the whole person fell into a death-like silence, she wasn't worried about Lan Feng's life or death, she had just met Lan Feng, his life and death had nothing to do with her, she was worried about her sister Qianfan.

There are two theories about such a result, one is that Lan Feng successfully brought his sister to fight his way out, and the other is that he was killed by the people of the Purple Smoke Pavilion. (To be continued......)