The sick woman who tried so hard to offend the people of the Purple Smoke Pavilion was nothing more than to make herself an enemy of life and death with them, and she would never die.

Seeing Lan Feng so boldly, it made the sick woman stunned, she didn't expect Lan Feng to be so fearless, just for a set of spiritual tricks to fight against a giant like Ziyan Pavilion.

Originally, she was planning to come up with other killer tricks to make Lan Feng voluntarily take the bait, but at this time, it seemed redundant.

"It's so good, then don't say anything, I want the Purple Smoke Pavilion to be wiped out on this immortal road, and no one can survive. Invisibly, the momentum of the sick woman weakened, but thinking that the Purple Smoke Pavilion was killed one by one, she laughed again, so it can be seen that her hatred for the Purple Smoke Pavilion has reached a terrible level.

After laughing for a long time, the sick woman stopped, at this time she showed a sentimental face, gently took Qianfan into her arms, and touched Qianfan's little head with her little hands and silently shed tears of pain.

"Sister...... What's wrong with you, aren't Qianfan obedient? Why are you crying again......" Qianfan called softly, and his heart became sour.

The sick woman just shook her head vigorously, with a look of reluctance on her face, and suddenly, she raised her head to look at Lan Feng again, and said with a solemn face, "I need you to escort Qianfan through the gold test cave, and I can give you all the touchstones on my body." ”

Lan Feng looked at the sick woman with a puzzled face, he really didn't believe that there was a touchstone on the sick girl, but he was willing to let his sister collapse the market every day.

However, Lan Feng didn't ask, just nodded. It's just a matter of escorting Qianfan through the gold test cave and letting him follow behind him, it's not a big deal. For this lovely and innocent Qianfan, Lan Feng has a good impression.

"Qianfan, if your sister is not there one day, you must live strongly, you know? Just like a few years ago, I left you in the snowy maze and broke into the gold test cave alone......" The sick woman said softly as if she were explaining what was going on.

Lan Feng and Fantasy Thousand Snow, the two of them fell quietly to the side. glanced at each other, and there was confusion in their eyes, but they didn't talk together at this time.

"They're here. The dog man and woman escaped here......"

"Where, is this Donglai Inn......?

"Everyone moved faster, and they killed them, it was they who robbed the young master's magic weapon. Not a single one can be spared. ”

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Peaceful inside the room. As the two sisters of Qianfan whispered, suddenly rude voices came from outside.

Then one by one broke through the air, or the sound of footsteps came from far away, "boom ......" suddenly the door of the sick woman's room, or the window were broken, and more than a dozen martial cultivators rushed in, surrounding the four of Lan Feng.

"Boy, you're good. Also the gold house is hidden, but after today. But these girls have to sleep with us. ”

A big man in the dozen or so martial arts cultivators swept his eyes on Phantom Qianxue and a few girls, and when his eyes fell on Lan Feng, he raised his voice and shouted, extremely happy.

"Boy, you are not small, you dare to rob the treasure of our young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion, you have to worry about it, today Lao Tzu will let you go to hell. Another martial artist carried a bloody sword and said with a wicked smile.

However, it is said that the dozen or so martial cultivators know how powerful Lan Feng is, but they dare not rush to kill the past, as if they are waiting for some big man to come, and then kill together.

The evil aura that Lan Feng gradually dissipated was now surging out, his eyes became as bewitching as blood red, and a pair of bloody eyes swept coldly over the bodies of a dozen or so martial cultivators, and said indifferently, "It's just a group of waste, since you are here to die, I will send you to the Western Heaven Elysium, so that I don't have to go to the Purple Smoke Pavilion to lie down." ”

The corners of the sick woman's mouth cracked and a smile appeared, although she looked sick, but her smile was so beautiful, radiant, compared to this day, with a sickly beauty.

Suddenly, the sick woman's sick body appeared in front of Lan Feng in a flash, her slender jade hand trembled slightly, but she grabbed Lan Feng's collar tightly, "You promised me, you must do it, the descendants of the Northern Heavenly Monarch have always been true to their word, and now I will give you the touchstone." ”

"Haha......" The words fell, and the sick woman let go of Lan Feng, stood in the room and laughed, she laughed so wildly, the injury pulled her mouth and kept bleeding bright red blood.

But the sick woman was unwilling to give up and was still laughing wildly, laughing wildly, laughing fearlessly, laughing and bending over.

"Lan Feng, you have a good look, this is the Nine Heavens and Ten Earth Wind and Thunder Fist ......"

With this sentence coming out, the sick woman's body suddenly surged with thunder, the heavens and the earth thundered, and when her slender jade hand was clenched into a fist, and it was in the air, all the thunder light around her body was condensed into a thunder fist and bombarded in all directions.

"It's not good, everyone retreat, don't fight this crazy woman. "Among the dozen or so martial cultivators who surrounded and killed, that big Han martial cultivator secretly screamed that it was not good, and he flew away in the air.

His martial arts cultivator was taken aback by such a thunderous thunder of the Nine Heavens, how dare he stay any longer, and before the words of the big man fell, he had already flown out.

"Retreat, you can't escape......" The sick woman laughed even more rampantly, a pair of small fists kept waving, and the thunder light fist became more and more.

In the end, countless thunder light fists flew all over the sky, and when they gathered, they actually formed nine thunder light dragon shapes, roaring in the sky and biting in the air.

A dozen or so martial cultivators retreated a few steps away, and they were torn apart into the air by the nine thunder dragon shapes formed by countless thunder light fists, and no one could escape.

Lan Feng's brows furrowed, his eyes were full of shock, he already had a high opinion of the "Nine Heavens and Ten Earth Wind and Thunder Fist", but at this time, it seemed that he was still underestimating the other party.

"The sick woman used the Nine Heavens and Ten Earth Wind and Thunder Fist this time, even if she couldn't escape, no wonder this woman didn't take herself seriously at the beginning. Lan Feng was very unsettled, and his heart was unkempt.

"Sister...... Sister ...... Suddenly, a heart-rending cry sounded in the room, and when Lan Feng looked up, he saw that the sick woman's delicate body shook and fell down slowly.

Qianfan pounced on it, hugged the sick woman tightly, and called, the sick woman's face was pale without a trace of blood, her mouth was constantly spitting blood, her delicate body was hanging down, and she couldn't lift it.

However, her bloody mouth kept laughing, smiling at Qianfan, and tried to raise her little hand to touch Qianfan's little face, but she was too badly injured to lift anything.

Qianfan's tears couldn't help but drip down anymore, and his little hand grabbed his sister's hand and touched his little face, calling "Sister...... Sister ......"

"Sister Qianfan is too selfish, I'm sorry for you in this life, I wish the next life...... We...... Be a sister again, and let your sister take good care of you...... Don't cry anymore...... Don't cry...... It's not good to cry and spend your face......" The sick woman's words came out one after another, looking at her appearance, she couldn't even spit out a few words, but she desperately wanted to speak.

"Arashi...... "Wind ......" finally the sick woman evoked the name of Lan Feng, and looked back hard, looking at Lan Feng.

"Lan Feng ......" Phantom Qianxue saw that Lan Feng was still stunned, so she dragged him over, and the two stood in front of the sick woman.

Glancing at Lan Feng, the sick woman smiled again, and then stretched out her hand hard, trying to grab Lan Feng's big hand, but she couldn't reach through it with her hard work, and in the end, it was Phantom Qianxue who took Lan Feng's hand and forcibly stretched it over.

Grabbing Lan Feng's hand, the sick woman took Qianfan's little hand again and put it on Lan Feng's hand, and then said, "Lan ...... Wind...... You answer...... should be ......"

Before she finished speaking, the sick woman's body trembled and fell down, and a pair of beautiful eyes closed slowly, unable to open them again.

"Sister...... Sister ......" Qianfan hugged the dead sick girl and screamed heartbreakingly, and as soon as she roared, her tears rolled down.

In the bloody atmosphere in the room, wisps of tears shrouded in ribbon wounds, one by one cries floated out from the bloody battlefield.

Lan Feng Phantom Qianxue stood aside in a daze, they only felt that their mood had become extremely heavy, and they couldn't even take a step.

At this moment, all the bad things about the sick woman dissipated in the depths of Lan Feng's heart one by one and disappeared without a trace, this is a strong woman.

She is just for her sister, what is wrong? Lan Feng is extremely uncomfortable in his heart, and he wants to kill people, bloody tears.

"Hiss ......"

The dead sick woman, her body suddenly heard a wisp of sound, and then saw her dead body fade as visible to the naked eye, disappearing from Qianfan's arms, and dozens of touchstones were revealed in the air.

The sick girl seemed to have expected these before, and she didn't know what kind of spiritual trick she was making, and after she died, her body dissipated without being refined by others, revealing the touchstone she had refined.

"Sister......" Qianfan ignored those touchstones, and the moment the sick woman's dead body dissipated, she knelt on the ground and roared.

"What's going on, what's going on, it's just the people of the Purple Smoke Pavilion who chased and killed ......"

"I heard that it was a madman who made trouble in the Purple Smoke Pavilion and took the treasure of their young master and came here. ”

"And what's going on here that suddenly goes quiet?"

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Wu Xiu, who was staying at the Donglai Inn, heard the wind and walked slowly here, and they talked one after another, saying everything.

At this moment, outside the void not far away, several rays of light flashed and flew towards this side, revealing several people in the sky above the inn, among which was the young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion.

These few people were obviously the people who had just come to wait for the dozen or so martial cultivators, but before a few people arrived, they had already been killed and cleared.

Lan Feng, who had been standing stunned in the room, suddenly shook his body, and looked back at a pair of bloody eyes through the room and looked out of the window.

"A couple of wastes. Seeing that it was the young master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion and a few others, Lan Feng's face instantly erupted with a rolling killing machine. (To be continued......)