After a while, the young Taoist priest appeared beside the weasel, looking at the dead weasel, with a little dissatisfaction in his eyes, but more anger.

He put a yellow charm on the weasel's head, then put his hands together and tapped his eyebrows, then pointed at the weasel, and the next moment he heard a bang, and the weasel disappeared without a trace.

The young Taoist priest who had done all this had not had time to rest, and then he heard the birds in the forest flying in shock, and the young Taoist priest pinched his fingers, and the anger in his eyes was a little more, and he hurriedly swept towards the place where the birds were frightened.

In the dense forest, Wu De was cornered by Chen Fan, who rushed over, leaning on the trees and grabbing the surrounding things like crazy and smashing them at Chen Fan.

Everything today is so unreal, first he was injured by someone with a mortal bow and arrow, and then he was broken by the two of them who broke the Lingbao Great Array that even cultivators have a headache, just now the immortal master who was originally high in the Wuji Temple was frightened and hid everywhere in the forest, and even his biggest reliance on the Shenxiao Great Array was broken by the halberd of the young man, and none of the more than 30 people survived. He really couldn't believe that it was the mortal he was still taunting that had done all this.

Looking at Chen Fan who was gradually approaching in front of him, Wu De's fear was constantly amplified, his last hope now was Huang Xianshi, he hoped that in the commotion just now, Huang Xianshi could know where he was and could come to save himself.

On the other hand, Chen Fan, who killed Huang Laodao again and then chased after him, looked at Wu De, who was constantly trembling, with a cold face, and seemed to see what Wu De was thinking, Chen Fan slapped Wu De's face with frost, and said with a smile, "Do you still hope that your so-called immortal master will save you?"

"Why do you think he's not here now?"

"Do you think there was so much movement just now, and he really didn't notice it?"

"How can he really be sure to protect you, so why did he throw you out?"

"That weasel is dead, don't you believe it, it's okay, I'll send you down now, and when you see him, you'll believe it!"

Finally, the last glimmer of hope in Wu De's heart was destroyed in Chen Fan's heart-wrenching words.

Wu De put down his so-called dignity and knelt in front of Chen Fan, begging for mercy constantly, his eyes filled with an emotion called fear.

Looking at Wu De kneeling in front of him, Chen Fan's eyes were cold or cold, and there was no previous smile at all, he thought of Han Bing, who was seriously injured, and thought of those iron horses who were deeply poisoned, if he hadn't arrived in time, he might not even be able to see the cold corpse.

Chen Fan, who was tired of hearing Wu De's pleading, put Qingtian aside, pulled out the ancient sword behind his back and came to Wu De's side, holding Wu De's neck and letting Wu De look directly into his eyes.

At this moment, Wu De had forgotten to resist and pray, just staring quietly at the inky black eyes, there was no trace of emotion in those pupils, the silence was terrible, and there was a swamp in that look, as if he was going to be devoured, and the pain in his neck.

The difficulty of breathing made Wu De wake up, and he begged for mercy with difficulty, but the pain in his neck continued to increase, and when he felt that he was going to die, a wave of tiredness welled up in his heart.

Wu De closed his eyes groggily, but in a daze, he saw a Taoist priest standing there not far away, he knew that this was the handwriting of the Taoist priest, he wanted to see the Taoist priest's face clearly, but the wave of tiredness hit him couldn't help but close his eyes anymore.

Looking at Wu De, who was already asleep in front of him, Chen Fan let go of his palm and let it fall to the ground, splashing up bursts of dust.

Turning to look calmly, he looked at the Taoist priest with an angry face, and then said with a mocking face, "The method of turtle breath, who should I do, it turned out to be the little heavenly master of Longhu Mountain, what? ”

It was none other than someone else, it was the young Taoist priest who had just watched the battle from a distance and had never made a move, and Zhang Xuanyi, who was also known as the Little Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain.

Looking at Chen Fan in front of him, this little heavenly master no longer disregarded the so-called etiquette and upbringing, and scolded loudly, "You were originally a damned person, but it was an exception to spare you from dying, and now you have to come out to find a way to die." ”

Chen Fan seemed to have heard something ridiculous, plucked out his ears and smiled, and asked a little unexpectedly, "Who spared me from dying, and who stipulated my life and death, did I allow him to stipulate my life and death!"

Zhang Xuanyi said with a serious face, "The fate of people has a fixed number, and the way of heaven is beneficial but not harmful, and it cannot be violated." Now that you have let this man go, I will not hold him accountable for the murder of that man before, and I will not hold you accountable for what I saw today. ”

"Oh, what's wrong with me killing that man?"

Zhang Xuanyi's face was gloomy, and his right hand was stretched out behind his back, ready to take out the wooden sword behind him at any time.

Looking at Chen Fan in front of him, Zhang Xuanyi said coldly, "He shouldn't have died today, he didn't stop you before, he has already given you enough face, if you insist on killing Wu De, today I will learn the strength of you, the youngest myth ever." ”

Chen Fan squinted his eyes and stared at Zhang Xuanyi in front of him, unable to see what his mood was at the moment.

And Zhang Xuanyi saw that Chen Fan didn't talk, Zhang Xuanyi thought that Chen Fan was going to release Wu De by default.

Zhang Xuanyi waved his sleeves, crossed Chen Fan, and walked straight to Wu De who was lying on the ground.

When he was about to touch Wu De, a long sword suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Xuanyi's eyes, and before he could react, the long sword swept away at him.

This change made Zhang Xuanyi can't help but take a few steps back to stabilize his figure, and angrily look at Chen Fan who suddenly made a move behind him.

I saw Chen Fan looking at Zhang Xuanyi with a puzzled face, waved his hand, and said with an innocent expression: "My life is here, do you dare?

Zhang Xuanyi said with a serious face: "Are you trying to be my enemy?"

Chen Fan looked scared and said, "Don't dare, but I know that Little Heavenly Master, you are proficient in Qimen Dunjia, how dare I be your enemy." ”

"Then let me take him away!" Zhang Xuanyi looked at Chen Fan in front of him with a strong look.

"Why!" At this moment, Chen Fan's face became very gloomy.

And Zhang Xuanyi didn't seem to notice, and sneered, "You ask me why, let me tell you, with his extremely high talent, it is very likely that he will soar into the immortal realm after a hundred years." Just because he can become a red dust fairy in the world, just because he will definitely be able to become a strong man who can change the pattern at will in the future! Do you think this is enough? And you and I are destined to be mortals, destined to do nothing all our lives, destined to become such arrogant servants. ”

"Immortal, what is it?" Chen Fan didn't seem to hear Zhang Xuanyi's mocking words, and plucked out his ears with a playful face.

Zhang Xuanyi's eyes were full of fanatical yearning and reverence, "Immortals, adhering to the luck of heaven and earth, seizing the creation of heaven and earth, refining the immortal body, and the life and death of the world are connected to his thoughts." ......”

Listening to Zhang Xuanyi's tirade narration, Chen Fan yawned boredly, and before Zhang Xuanyi finished speaking, Chen Fan interrupted him, tilted his head and asked, "So, you must protect Wu De today!"

Zhang Xuanyi looked at Chen Fan and nodded solemnly.

Chen Fan smiled at Zhang Xuanyi, and asked Zhang Xuanyi with a sincere face, "But he killed people, many, many innocent people." ”

And Zhang Xuanyi said indifferently, "How can some mortals who do nothing compare with an existence that can become an immortal in the future, kill it, and it is their honor to be killed by a quasi-immortal!

Chen Fan continued to ask without changing his face: "But he almost killed your good friend Han Bing!"

Zhang Xuanyi said with a look of pity, "I really want to help Han Bing, but this is the catastrophe in his life, I calculated it for him before I went down the mountain, this catastrophe, life and death all depend on him, and I can't do anything about it." ”

"Is there really nothing you can do?" Chen Fan asked.

Zhang Xuanyi sighed lightly and nodded.

"But you can stop me now!"

"How?"

"I killed everyone else. ”

"And then?"

"You can stop me. ”

"I shouldn't have meddled in this!"

"But you meddled, why. ”

"Because you're going to kill Wu De. ”

"He's your friend?"

"It's not. ”

"What good did he give you?"

"Nope. ”

"Did you cross paths with his ancestors?"

"I've never met. ”

"Why save him?"

"Because he can be an immortal. ”

Chen Fan laughed, pointed at Zhang Xuanyi and scolded with a smile, "Okay, good, what you said is really good, you really deserve to be a little heavenly master! ”

And Zhang Xuanyi turned a deaf ear to Chen Fan's ridicule, and said with a serious face, "Can I leave now?"

Chen Fan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, scratched his hair, and said with a puzzled expression, "When will I not let you go?" You can leave at any time if you want, but Wu De can't go. ”

Zhang Xuanyi's brows furrowed, obviously tired of Chen Fan's attitude, and said with a slight threat: "You are making enemies of immortals, do you know? If Wu De does not die today, and then he will become an immortal in the future, not only those friends of yours, but even the Canglan Empire will be implicated and suffered." ”

"Since he will be a scourge in the future, then I will beat him now and die. Chen Fan suddenly burst out and rushed towards Wu De.

Then Zhang Xuanyi, who realized it later, immediately pulled out the wooden sword on his back and stabbed at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan didn't care about the killing intent from Zhang Xuanyi behind him and continued to kill Wu De, but when the tip of the halberd was about to touch Wu De, Chen Fan stopped and didn't continue to move forward.

Zhang Xuanyi, who was behind him, had no intention of stopping, and sent the wooden sword directly into Chen Fan's body, and Chen Fan didn't do any defense, allowing the wooden sword to enter and break out from behind.

The scene was extremely quiet, Chen Fan's blood dripped down the tip of the sword to the ground, and a small pit came out, looking at the wooden sword that broke out of his chest, he shook his shoulders and took a few steps back, while Zhang Xuanyi came to Wu De and looked at Chen Fan with a vigilant face to prevent him from attacking again.

Chen Fan took a deep breath, returned the fresh blood pressure that had just reached his mouth, pursed his lips and sneered, "What a loyal dog, Yu Hanbing still treats you as a good friend, I really feel worthless for him." ”

A palm slapped on the wooden sword in his chest, making the wooden sword fly away from his body, ignoring the bleeding chest, he turned around and walked to the wooden sword that fell to the ground and picked it up, held it lightly in his hand, and waved it a few times in the air.

Feeling a little uncomfortable, he pinned the wooden sword to his waist, looked at Zhang Xuanyi, who was like a great enemy, and smiled, laughing so ruthlessly.

Zhang Xuanyi did not make any response to Chen Fan's smile, and continued to look at Chen Fan not far away vigilantly.