"Wang He, can we chase after us?" Di Man gasped, his body like an old cow.

"Chasing, how to chase? Luo Qiang is gone, only rely on the injured me to add one of you, and I was still injured by your axe. ”

"People still have a foundation building demon beast as a mount, I don't know which country's royal family or which big faction's descendants, only those people dare to play leisurely in the Cangguo at this time!" Wang He opened his mouth very angrily, shook his head with a wry smile, and spoke again.

"Besides, we can't necessarily fight when we catch up, those demonic qi have slowed down our speed by thirty percent, and we can't fight at all, and don't you find that kid has never really made a move, and he hasn't even released the magic trick, if we really fight, we're just asking for it." ”

Wang He smiled bitterly, and secretly pondered for a while, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, Chen Fan almost only relied on fighting skills in the fight, if he attached magic tricks and spells, I am afraid that the three of them would not have the slightest chance of winning at all.

"What do you mean......" Di Man wasn't too stupid, and after thinking about it, he understood a little.

"He's afraid he doesn't take us to heart at all, he just uses us as sparring partners to practice his fighting skills. Wang He sighed and turned to leave.

The sky gradually darkened, and then it lit up again, Chen Fan finally opened his eyes, patted Xiaobai, who had been running all night, and asked him to stop and rest.

Xiaobai slowed down slowly, stopped by a three-zhang wide stream, and crawled down to rest.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Yawen felt that Xiaobai had stopped, so he woke up from meditating and healed, and asked.

"It's nothing, it's time to get down to business. Chen Fan replied lightly, carrying Luo Qiang, who was already half-dead and unconscious, to the ground.

"What's right...... You ......" Before Zhu Yawen finished speaking, he saw that Chen Fan's hand had been placed on Luo Qiang's head, and bursts of blood red suddenly appeared.

Chen Fan is refining his soul!

Zhu Yawen looked at Chen Fan in shock, and muttered a few words in disbelief.

Chen Fan didn't care about her, but just concentrated on refining Luo Qiang's soul. Luo Qiang was already unconscious, but his face had a painful look, as if he was in a coma and could not resist the severe pain of soul refining.

"Stop, why are you refining human soul cultivation!" Zhu Yawen hurriedly shouted.

"If you don't want me to refine your soul, just be quiet! I don't have a deal with you and I, and I'm not responsible for life and death!" Chen Fan said indifferently, and drank Zhu Yawen's thoughts and actions.

"You!" Zhu Yawen clenched his silver teeth, his eyes were about to spark, and he turned his head away in a huff, not paying attention to Chen Fan.

Chen Fan shook his head secretly, facing her approach, he felt that Zhu Yawen definitely had a bad brain, otherwise who would help someone who wanted to kill him to intercede.

In a moment and three moments, Luo Qiang had already bled from seven orifices, and the color of blood gradually faded, and after no longer had the slightest bit of bewitching and bright red, his soul was lost and died.

After Chen Fan finished refining his soul, his face became more and more surprised after feeling the continuous accumulation of demonic qi in the dantian in his body, and the faster flow of demonic qi in the tendons and veins in his body.

Then Chen Fan moved his body, and after a crisp click, Chen Fan's cultivation had entered the seventh layer of Qi cultivation, and finally there was enough demonic energy for Chen Fan to practice the sword technique.

Chen Fan's face was overjoyed, and he threw Luo Qiang's body into the grass on the side, took out the imperial sword technique from the storage bag and began to read hard.

"The power of the dantian passes through the meridians and enters the fingertips, gathering ...... at the fingertips"

Chen Fan's face was less excited, and he felt more and more that Li Yuqing was afraid that he didn't want to go back.

This sword technique, the seventh layer of qi cultivation can only fly for ten miles, and the power of the dantian in the body will be exhausted, and you have to stop and rest for a moment or two before you can fly again.

"No matter, let's cultivate first, the teleportation array can't be used, so we can only fly to neighboring countries like this, and then teleport back to the Autumn Dream Sect through the channel. Chen Fan frowned and thought for a while, then made a decision, and then took out a handful of not very valuable herbs from the storage bag and fed them to Xiaobai.

"Stop, although these herbs are not particularly precious, they can't be wasted like this!" Seeing this, Zhu Yawen hurriedly spoke again, hoping to stop Chen Fan.

"What do you have to do with it?" Chen Fan opened his mouth impatiently, but there was no hesitation in his hand, in his eyes, this Xiaobai was much more important than this Zhu Yawen, who had a bad brain.

Xiaobai is also extremely psychic, looking at Zhu Yawen with some contempt, as if to say it again, I am a demon beast comparable to Zhuji, you little girl still dare to talk like this, you really don't look at me in your eyes?

"You, bastard!" Zhu Yawen cursed when he saw that Chen Fan didn't listen to persuasion.

"Try it again, believe it or not, I'll throw you here!" Chen Fan snorted coldly, his face turned cold.

"You ......" Zhu Yawen wanted to speak and stopped, seeing that Chen Fan seemed to be coming for real, he quieted down aggrievedly.

"Here you go, don't bother me anymore, if you say a word more on the road, you can go by yourself!" Chen Fan held his forehead and took a few deep breaths, then took out three Blue Blood Pills from her storage bag.

"Really?" Zhu Yawen was overjoyed and hurriedly spoke.

Seeing that Chen Fan still had a gloomy face and didn't speak, he immediately lost his happy look, and took the pill with a small mouth.

"Give me a set of clothes, I have them in my storage bag. Zhu Yawen pouted and reluctantly spoke.

Who told her that she had already given the storage bag to Chen Fan, and this dress had already been stained red with blood, and after being soaked with sweat and blood, it became sticky, and it was still uncomfortable after a night.

"Here you go. Chen Fan had a dark face and threw away a set of light blue dresses, it seemed that Zhu Yawen liked light blue very much, and even the spare clothes were light blue.

"I'm going to change my clothes, I'm going to wash up, and you turn around and don't peek. Zhu Yawen blushed a little and spoke, not daring to look at Chen Fan.

"It's a lot!" Chen Fan complained helplessly, turned his back and stopped looking at Zhu Yawen, after all, he didn't have any good feelings for Zhu Yawen, even if she was in good shape and looked very cute, she still didn't have any ideas.

Zhu Yawen looked at Chen Fan as if he really didn't have any idea about himself, so with a strange look on his face, he walked to the stream, untied his clothes that had already been soaked with blood and sweat, and walked into the flowing stream to bathe.

"Aren't all men lustful?" Zhu Yawen muttered quietly while washing his body.

But this place was too quiet, except for the sound of her bathing, there was only a faint sound of running water, and Chen Fan was not far away, so he naturally heard her words.

"You have a bad brain, I don't want to be infected by you. Chen Fan's faint voice floated out, which suddenly made her almost vomit blood.

"You...... Okay, then I'll pester you and infect you!" Zhu Yawen's beautiful eyes turned around and opened his mouth in a sly manner.

Chen Fan trembled, and almost fell off Xiaobai's back, as if he was really afraid.

After a while, she heard the sound of Zhu Yawen coming out of the water, and she put on the clean aqua blue dress, and the whole person became more attractive and her appearance became more beautiful.

"Let's go!" Zhu Yawen sat next to Chen Fan, deliberately next to Chen Fan, smiling at him, and his wet hair was even more playful.

"Let's go Xiaobai!" Chen Fan was expressionless, patted Xiaobai's head, and pointed to the road of Fengming Villa.

And Zhu Yawen took the time to take a blue blood pill, quietly closed his eyes to heal, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and even his breathing was a little abnormal.

She was injured too badly, once she used spiritual power, the meridians in her body were as painful as fire, but if she didn't use spiritual power to dissolve the power of the elixir, this injury would not be healed, as if it was a dead cycle, so that she could only grit her teeth and use spiritual power.

After Chen Fan glanced at him casually, he concentrated on cultivating the sword technique, in order to learn it as soon as possible.

Time passed little by little, Zhu Yawen occasionally woke up from the healing, and made a few jokes to Chen Fan, seeing that he ignored himself, he cultivated and healed his injuries with interest.

Chen Fan was practicing swordsmanship, and from time to time he took out the Demon Sword to practice, and as for the heavy sword given by Uncle Ma, it had already been lying in a storage bag as a waste product.

From the sword to one inch, to two inches, to three inches...... Slowly, the sword rose to one, two, and three...... It's ten zhang and twenty zhang of sword qi again......

Zhu Yawen's little face also showed more and more incredulity and consternation, she had heard the elders of the family say this swordsmanship, if you don't practice hard for one year, you can't get started, and if you want to really do what you want, you need to practice hard for more than ten years!

Every time he made progress, Chen Fan was very happy, and then immediately began to practice penance.

It wasn't until the sword was up and he was able to fly a stick of incense as he wanted that Chen Fan dared to slowly try to stand on the sword and then fly with the sword.

Zhu Yawen was even more stunned, what kind of qualifications Chen Fan has to be able to practice the swordsmanship to a hundred zhang high in these three weeks or so, and he can fly to the realm of a small success with a stick of incense!

He was still not satisfied, and wanted to fly directly with the sword and achieve the great success of the sword mastery, Zhu Yawen began to feel that Chen Fan was a little anxious at this time.

Perhaps Li Yuqing didn't expect Chen Fan's talent to be so strong, and he had the cultivation to be able to cultivate the imperial sword technique in less than a year, and even practiced the imperial sword technique to a small success in half a month.

It's a pity that Chen Fan didn't go well from here, the sword body was too thin, and Chen Fan was easily unstable in his center of gravity, especially when the sword turned, almost all of them were here, Chen Fan would fall from a height of one zhang, looking very embarrassed.

After three days, Chen Fan gradually mastered some skills, although he was still very embarrassed, and occasionally fell down, but he had been able to fly with his sword for a long time, which was a great improvement.

Chen Fan tried it roughly, and his imperial sword flew at the most 200 zhang, so he couldn't fly up, and the time was close to three incense sticks, and he could fly about eight miles, and the fastest speed was only the same as the speed of Xiaobai's running.

"No, this Edgeworth flight is too demonic, so it won't do anything to me. Chen Fan was a little dissatisfied, after all, the current swordsmanship was indeed too chicken for him, and it was useless except to be handsome.

But he is still only a small master of swordsmanship, and he is very embarrassed to use it, so how can he be handsome? Besides, this is in the endless southern mountains of Cangguo, who will look at it.