In the dark north, every street corner is full of bloody people like zombies.

Luo Xuan's white clothes were fluttering, holding the long sword in his hand, calm and composed, I saw him slowly raise the long sword, and danced lightly for a week, very elegant, but it was chilling.

The bloody men were beaten again and again, but they were exactly the same as Luo Xuan said, they didn't feel the slightest pain, but the more they beat them, the more they died.

Everyone was surrounded by bloody people on a street corner, not knowing what to do. Tang Yuexin wanted to fight a bloody path, but those bloody people not only didn't feel pain, but instead fought more and more, endlessly.

At this time, even Luo Xuan frowned, he slowly withdrew the long sword, but the long sword did not return to its sheath, he did not speak, I don't know whether he was at a loss or trying his best to find a way.

Zhao Songfan hid next to Luo Xuan's clothes, he looked at the terrifying bloody man in front of him and his indifferent master, not knowing what to do. He also wanted to join the fight, but he was still too weak, and when he played, he wanted to drag everyone back.

The endless stream of bloody people became more and more fierce, and everyone was surrounded on a street corner, and there was almost no place left.

At this time, Gu Youlan had just recovered from a serious illness, and her martial arts had not yet returned from cultivation, and she was almost unable to support such a large group of mad dog-like bloody people in front of her.

Tang Yuexin and Zhuang Ziheng were also scarred, and they resisted this battle head-on, and Wen Dao was not much better, the corners of his clothes had been torn in several places by the bloody men like mad dogs.

And Luo Xuan was still standing in place, motionless, silent, and the long sword in his hand was never unsheathed, nor did he make a move.

Zhao Songfan looked at his stunned master, pulled the corner of his clothes, and shook him, "Master......"

Ke Luoxuan didn't sense it, and he still didn't move.

At this time, Zhao Songfan was also anxious, and when he saw that everyone was about to lose it, he still came to help.

I saw him take out two beige yellow talismans from his pocket, and took out his mahogany sword; he pasted the yellow talisman on the tip of the wooden sword, held the sword in both hands, and recited a mantra, which was the Taoist fire spell.

Suddenly, the yellow talisman on the tip of the sword ignited, and he held the sword with both hands, used all the strength of his body, and swung a sword towards a bloody man.

The bloody man was covered in blood, with teeth and claws, and he didn't know that Zhao Songfan was coming towards him and was secretly hit by a sword.

Zhao Songfan's sword is not very powerful, not to mention that it is still a peachwood sword, no matter how you think about it, it will not cause any harm to those mad dog-like bloody people.

But suddenly, the bloody man who was hit by Zhao Songfan's sword suddenly howled in pain, and that howl shook the heavens and the earth, and the entire Beili trembled.

After a howl, in the blink of an eye, the bloody man's whole body was ablaze, and in half an hour, it was gray and vanished.

Zhao Songfan was stunned, looked at the peachwood sword and yellow talisman in his hand, and couldn't believe if he did it himself.

"What's going on?" Zhuangzi looked puzzled and scratched his head.

At this time, Luo Xuan finally moved, he put the long sword back into its scabbard, and said, "They are afraid of fire!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately had hope. Everyone hurriedly lit torches and threw them at the bloody men.

I saw that the bloody men began to retreat and became frightened, and the few bloody men standing in front of them were all extinguished by the contact with the fire.

Luo Xuan looked at Zhao Songfan and smiled, he didn't expect this disciple who had just been accepted for a few days to be so good, and he deserved to be the most talented disciple in Kunlun Mountain. He asked Zhao Songfan to give him a few yellow talismans, and also used the Taoist fire spell technique.

I saw Luo Xuan holding the yellow talisman between his fingers, reciting a few incantations in his mouth, and then threw the yellow talisman towards the group of bloody people.

In an instant, where the yellow talisman fell, an explosive flame burst out, and the dozens of bloody people standing in front of him were all wiped out.

Zhao Songfan looked at his master, and thought to himself, his master is obviously a weak scholar who has no power to restrain the chicken, although he is known as a sword immortal in the rivers and lakes, but at most he can play with swords, how can he know this Taoist fire spell technique?

Zhao Songfan looked at Luo Xuan curiously, "Master, how do you know Taoist exercises?"

Luo Xuan held the yellow talisman in his hand and smiled slightly, "It's taught in the book." ”

"On the books?" Zhao Songfan said curiously, "Master, you actually learned this Taoist practice from books?"

Luo Xuan smiled slightly, "I've been reading books for half my life, and I learned all martial arts from books." ”

Zhao Songfan was stunned, very surprised, he didn't expect that the person in front of him, known as Fengya Sword Immortal, actually learned martial arts from books.

Zhao Songfan said, "Master, what kind of martial arts are there in those books?"

Luo Xuan smiled slightly, "Apprentice, all the martial arts in the world are in the books." ”

"Master, how much have you learned?" Zhao Songfan was very curious.

"I've learned everything. Luo Xuan said with a smile, "I know a little bit of everything, including your Taoist exercises in Kunlun Mountain, there are a total of eighteen, and I know a little bit of everything." ”

Zhao Songfan was shocked and admired, he didn't expect that his weak scholar master who was powerless was so powerful, and he was a little unconvinced, "Master, is it really?"

Luo Xuan smiled, "If you don't believe it, forget it." After speaking, he threw out a yellow talisman in his hand, and in an instant, there was a burst of explosions.

Zhao Songfan looked at the fire spell technique used by his master, and his eyes blinked, believing and doubting. At this time, Luo Xuan's fire spell technique was already very high, second only to the Jade Qi True Immortal and Na Baihua of Kunlun Mountain. However, he also said that he was familiar with the eighteen Taoist exercises in Kunlun Mountain, but at this time, he only saw one of the eighteen in front of him, and he didn't know whether it was true or not.

Zhao Songfan was stunned for a moment, then he also took out a yellow talisman and used the Taoist fire spell technique. At this time, Zhao Songfan's fire spell technique can be regarded as a very low-level realm, but it is more than enough to deal with the group of blood people in front of him.

At the entrance of the street in Beili, dazzling white light flashed, and Luo Xuan and Luo Xuan were about to blow up a third of the entire Beili. However, the group of bloody people could not be cleared, and one by one they slowly walked out of the street corner, and there was a steady stream.

Wen Dao frowned, his head was already sweating profusely, "Senior Luo, this is not a solution. ”

At this time, Luo Xuan also frowned, he looked at the yellow talisman in his hand, he was almost exhausted, "This is indeed not a solution." ”

"Master, the yellow talisman is running out. What should I do?" Zhao Songfan looked at the yellow talisman in his pocket, there was not much left, and he himself was out of breath.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to finish fighting these monsters," Luo Xuan said, "We can only get out of here for the time being, and then find another way." ”

"Senior Luo, where are we fleeing?" Zhuang Ziheng said.

Luo Xuan looked into the distance, "It seems that we have to go to the Qin Heavenly Prison." ”