The young man in front had already walked half the way through the main hall, and nothing had happened, which made Han Fan puzzled, could the formation not have the slightest reaction?

Continue to move forward, suddenly! Han Fan's purple illusion began to operate on its own, Han Fan stopped concentrating, Sima Yan and Yanhua continued to move forward as if they hadn't seen Han Fan stop at all.

It turned out that the formation had been activated, but everyone didn't notice it, fortunately, Han Fan had practiced the Purple Illusion Divine Power, otherwise he would definitely be on the way.

It's just that this illusion formation confuses the mind, and it is extremely difficult to crack, if you forcibly wake up the person who has fallen into the illusion, it will cause permanent damage to the other party's mind, and if you don't know what sequelae will be left, Han Fen has no choice but to obediently follow up to escort the two.

After advancing for a while, some of the five people in front stood still, some circled around the pillar, and the remaining three actually hit each other directly.

Han Fan suddenly began to think, he didn't wake up like this, even if he really screamed, could he wake up?

Han Fan hurriedly retracted his gaze and stared at Sima Yan and the others tightly, in case these two people fought, they would not be as anxious as them, Sima Yan was four levels higher than Yanhua, not to mention winning or losing within a few moves, life and death were separated.

In order to prevent accidents, Han Fan stepped forward to pick up Sima Yan and put a certain distance between him and Yanhua, after all, Sima Yan's terrifying white flame was too domineering.

After letting go of Sima Yan, Han Fan stood between the two, looking left and right, like a mother who had broken her heart for her child.

Sima Yan began to laugh, like crazy, beating his chest, Yanhua didn't go anywhere normally, sitting on the ground, his hands moving back and forth, Han Fan could guess at a glance that this was playing the piano.

He thought of the guqin in the pavilion before, Yanhua didn't take it away when he left, Sima Yan also asked her the reason at the time, she said it was just an ordinary qin, the hostess of the guqin died here, the guqin and the woman have a close connection, the deceased rests in peace, so she didn't take it away.

Han Fan knew that the three of them each had their own opportunities, his own purple magic power, Sima Yan's white flame, as for Yanhua, she should have inherited the memory of the woman in her mouth, as for whether it was a spell or what, it was unknown.

Han Fan had been in Zhulu Academy for a long time, but he hadn't had time to learn anything about the formation, according to the rules, the disciples of the academy could only go out after reaching the Four Realms after entering the Academy, and for ordinary monks, it would take at least twenty years to start cultivating the Four Realms.

After arriving in the four realms, you can go out to practice, or go home to visit your relatives, Han Fan has outstanding talent and because he is favored by Han Jun, so he has the privilege to go out of the academy early to see the rivers and lakes outside.

It's just that he hasn't yet appreciated the danger of the rivers and lakes, and the gentleman and villain haven't seen it, thinking back to the past few years, most of the time is dealing with demon beasts, and the rest of the time went to the border, the border is indeed a good place for training, but where did those iron-blooded soldiers who died for the country come from, and they are scheming and calculating.

In the final analysis, Han Fan has been living under the protection of others before, even after the battle with Wang Yi, he exposed his amazing talent, and Sun Lao personally suppressed the young people, the so-called pursuit, calculation, competition for resources, and stabbing in the back, he has never experienced any of them.

He compared the life here with the previous life, and found that it was not much different, and the only people who died in the hands of Han Fan were the enemy soldiers who had been trained at the border and the rogues he encountered on the way to Chang'an City for the first time.

And in the life of the previous life, there will inevitably be robbers or something, and in the previous life, there will be wars and deaths, Han Fan kept analyzing in his heart, in fact, the cultivation world is not much different from the society of the twenty-first century, Han Fan thinks so.

There was no way to crack the phantom array in the main hall, Han Fan could only wait for them to come to their senses, maybe all he could do was to let them try not to be harmed.

Han Fan wanted to investigate around, but he was worried that as soon as he left, the two would immediately go to war, so he could only wait patiently.

Ahead, the melee between the three of them was coming to an end, and one of the teenagers was killed by the other two, and the long sword pierced the boy's body, and the blood was bright red on his white clothes.

After the other two killed their friends on weekdays, they didn't feel the slightest guilt, and immediately came to fight together, but the obviously thin and tall teenager was more powerful, and the opponent was sealed by a sword, and the blood gushed like a spring.

The tall and thin boy won the final victory and sat down on the ground, Han Fan noticed that the tall and thin boy's eyes gradually regained their brightness, and it seemed that he should be awake.

The tall and thin boy looked at the tragic situation in front of him in disbelief, he also realized that he had just fallen into an illusion, thinking of the two enemies he had encountered in the illusion before, he also pretended to be clever and partnered with one of the weaker ones to kill the stronger one, and finally easily killed the weak one alone.

"Senior Brother......" The tall and thin young man had a hoarse voice, unable to accept the facts in front of him.

He first looked at the remaining two fellow brothers, who were obviously still in the illusion, and then looked at Han Fan and the three of them, his eyes flashed with fierce light, and he shouted:

"Despicable villain, dare to kill my junior brother, I must break your body into ten thousand pieces and sacrifice my junior brother's spirit in the sky!"

A hint of coldness crossed Han Fan's eyes, and he pulled out the cold glow on his waist.

The tall and thin boy was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Han Fan to also wake up from the illusion.

But this doesn't hinder anything, it's just an ant at the beginning of the second realm, and it's lucky to be alive until now.

Han Fan also rushed forward head-on, the tall and thin boy was also a cultivator in the early stage of the Four Realms, plus the previous battle had consumed a lot, the reason why he rushed forward was because he was worried that the lean boy would make a move on Sima Yan and Yanhua, and the two of them were equivalent to lambs to be slaughtered.

The tall and thin boy was already very worried in his heart, and he killed his fellow disciple with his own hands, which is a taboo in the sect.

He was shocked and angry, surprised that Han Fan had actually woken up from the illusion, which was a bit unrealistic for a Second Realm monk, and the anger was that this Second Realm monk actually dared to meet him, he was now carried away by anger, and he only wanted to kill all three of them, and then explain to his senior brother, so that he could escape.

"Die for me!" The thin young man swung out with a red sword light, and it was the strongest killing move.

Han Fan launched the Nine Elements World to retreat quickly, the power of the words condensed into a sword, and another thin needle was also condensed, attached to the lightsaber, the green lightsaber was pointed directly at the throat of the young man in a stabbing style, and the pupils of the tall and thin young man contracted violently. His face was full of horror.

He hurriedly raised his sword to block, and the thin needle burst from the lightsaber, piercing the throat of the tall and thin boy, and a very small blood hole suddenly appeared, like a child's water gun pressing the wrench, and a thin stream sprayed out.

Advancing and exiting, the thin needle also ran out of energy and dissipated after attacking again, and the tall and thin boy wanted to say something, but he only made a hoarse sound, and the blood continued to flow.

This time it was mud that fell into the crotch of his pants, and the explanation was not clear, so Han Fan smiled helplessly.

No matter what, if it comes, it will be safe.