Zhang Yifan did not go back to Zhongcun that night, maybe he was about to go to the six doors of the state capital, he was quite reluctant to catch his colleagues in Yan County, he invited all the catchers to drink in the tavern that night, it was difficult to get drunk with his internal cultivation, but he also let go of the drink in this situation, so he got drunk, and woke up the next day.

Cleaning up his mood, Zhang Yifan washed up, wrapped himself in softness, said hello to Wang County Ling and Wang Zhutou and went out.

He first found Zhang San'er and told him that he was going to go to the state capital to practice in six doors, which was expected to take three years, and asked him if he would like to follow him to the state capital, Zhang San'er said that there was no problem, anyway, he was an orphan, and he would go wherever Zhang Yifan went. Zhang Yifan was very happy and asked him to go to the state capital to find a place to settle down first, and then he went to find Zhang San'er when he arrived at the six gates, and at the same time gave Zhang San'er ten taels of silver as a coil.

In the afternoon, Zhang Yifan returned to the middle village, greeted the villagers and went straight to the private school.

At this time, the door of the private school was closed, Zhang Yifan shouted a few times and no one answered, so he felt strange, it should not be the end of class at this time, and neither the sound of schoolchildren reading nor the sound of schoolchildren frolicking came.

The gate was not locked, Zhang Yifan pushed the door in, and no traces were found in the front yard.

"Uncle, aunt, I'm back, you guys. Zhang Yifan shouted as he walked towards the backyard.

What made Zhang Yifan uneasy was that he did not find Zhang Songpu and his wife in the backyard, but found a letter written "Zhang Yifan personally opened" on the table in the lobby of the East Wing.

Zhang Yifan opened the letter, and there was only one line of words in it: "Xiandukou Gate Tower, Shen Shi, Zhang Songpu and his wife, outdated and not waiting." ”

Zhang Yifan felt very anxious after seeing it, obviously Zhang Songpu and his wife had been kidnapped, and the other party knew his whereabouts quite well, knowing that he would return to Zhongcun today.

At this time, it was already too late, and there were still three quarters before the time of Shen. didn't have time to think about it, Zhang Yifan immediately rushed to the Xiandu port.

When Zhang Yifan came to the gate of Xiandukou, there was still a moment before Shen Shi.

At this time, it is already summer, it is the flood season, the Xiandu River is fierce and the water is turbulent, and there are not many people near the sluice tower.

Zhang Yifan inquired around and found no trace of Zhang Songpu and his wife, and was thinking about whether to go up to the gate tower to have a look, when a voice came from the second floor of the gate tower.

"Boy, you came quite on time, I guessed right, it seems that these two people are important to you. At this time, a middle-aged man with a majestic face turned out on the second floor of the gate, sneering at Zhang Yifan, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he did not hide his killing intent towards Zhang Yifan.

"Who are you??Where are my uncle and aunt?," Zhang Yifan said hurriedly.

He found that he didn't know the middle-aged man, but inexplicably, his heart sank, and he had a bad premonition.

"Plum blossom three jie Ren Luo. As for the two people you mentioned, they have been thrown into this Xiandu River by me to feed the fish, haha. The man smirked arrogantly.

This person is the boss of the three thieves of plum blossoms!

Zhang Yifan heard that Zhang Songpu and his wife had been killed by the man in front of him and thrown into the river, and felt that his eyes were dark, and he heard that the man was Ren Luo, the boss of the three thieves of plum blossoms, and he was immediately shocked and angry.

"Ahh

He directly pulled out the Demon Suppression and rushed towards Ren Luo, and a fiery red aura erupted from his body, directly attacking Ren Luo regardless of it.

This fiery red qi is the internal force that Zhang Yifan directly used to control the fire and burn his body, so that his surroundings were filled with fire attributes, and the attack amplification increased by three layers.

"Hehe, there is still some strength, but it is still inevitable to die. Ren Luo saw that Zhang Yifan was really carried away by hatred, sneered, and drew his sword out of the sheath as he spoke.

The sword used by Ren Luo is called Ning Bing, the sword is three feet and one inch long, and it is extremely sharp, it is forged by Lu Yezi, a famous swordsmith in Chu State, with a hundred years of dark iron for forty-nine days, and it is a rare divine sword in Chu State.

Ren Luo relied on this sword, and this sword was the most valuable item among the tributes he had robbed a few years ago.

As soon as he got the Ice Sword, Ren Luo couldn't put it down, this sword was not only extremely sharp, sharpening iron like clay, but also very matched with its internal strength, it complemented each other when used, and the power was increased by two layers, you must know that it is extremely difficult for a master at his level to improve one layer.

I saw Ren Luo Yun cold and icy energy, although it was summer time, but within three feet of his body, it made people in the cold winter and his movements stiff.

"Little miscellaneous, let you see the demeanor of a first-class master before you die. After that, Ren Luo used the cold wind sword technique to bully him.

After a few rounds, Zhang Yifan has been hit by three swords on his body, although it is not fatal, but he feels that the middle sword is gradually stiffening and becoming unconscious, but fortunately his limbs are not injured, and his actions are not affected much temporarily.

After being injured, Zhang Yifan came to his senses at this time, gradually regained his composure, was no longer blinded by hatred, and began to calmly deal with Ren Luo's attack.

Fighting against Ren Luo, Zhang Yifan knew the horror of a first-class master, and the difference in strength between a first-class master and a second-rate master was so big!

"Maybe ten second-rate masters can't beat a first-class master, right?" Zhang Yifan thought to himself.

Ren Luo's swordsmanship is weird, the cold ice internal force erupts out, his body is erratic, Zhang Yifan is quite difficult to resist, and if he doesn't think of a way, he will definitely be defeated and die in ten moves.

Starfire strike! Seeing the opportunity, Zhang Yifan counterattacked, but it had no effect, Ren Luo easily resisted, Ren Luo obviously had great strength, and the ice condensing sword was abnormally hard, and the blow of the demon sword could not make a contribution, but forced Ren Luo to retreat a few steps.

"Your strange skill is quite extraordinary, and it will not be damaged by my sword, uncle, I will accept it!" Ren Luo said arrogantly.

"If you have the ability, just come and get it!"

Seeing that Ren Luo attacked again, Zhang Yifan used the secret technique of the fire character. But as soon as he saw Zhang Yifan using this trick, Ren Luo immediately flew back, obviously Ren Luo knew the secret of the fire through Old Man Li.

Limited by his body technique, Zhang Yifan's speed of traveling to the peak of fire is not fast, and this move is a defense-based move, and there is a disadvantage that it is not launched quickly, and the effect on Ren Luo, who pays the sword like the wind, is really not good.

And the newly mastered Xingyao Huoyun is a group attack move, which is obviously useless against a first-class master like Ren Luo.

Helpless, Zhang Yifan can only defend passively, and wants to rely on his deep internal force to consume Ren Luo, you must know that until now Zhang Yifan has not canceled the state of burning himself, and this trick is very consuming of internal force!

At this time, more than ten breaths have passed since the fight, and Zhang Yifan has two more sword wounds on his body, but he seems to be getting braver and braver, from the first few moves to fight back and forth with Ren Luo now.

Ren Luo's patience is obviously running out now, dealing with a little ghost for so long has not won it makes him feel embarrassed, it seems that it is not possible not to pay a price, Ren Luo made up his mind.

"Little crumb, it's my fault that you've lived too long!

Suddenly, Ren Luo clicked four times at his limbs, and the whole body method suddenly accelerated more than doubled, and the sword light rushed towards Zhang Yifan like a blast of wind!

Zhang Yifan only had time to cast the fire into the wall, and then he felt that the sword shadow in the sky was shaking in front of his eyes, and he was hit by three swords in a moment, and what made him secretly scream was that he had been hit by a sword in his thigh, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and at the most dangerous moment, Zhang Yifan's life hung in the balance!

Zhang Yifan was still gritting his teeth and persevering, his brain was spinning rapidly, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and he had a plan in his heart.

Although Zhang Yifan was stiff in the middle of his thighs, he still used this trick, to Ren Luo's surprise, this move was not to him, but to cross the river towards Xian, when he hesitated whether to chase after him immediately, Zhang Yifan had already jumped into the river.

"Oh no! this kid is going to escape!" Ren Luo was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward and chased after him in the water.

As a famous thief in Huzhou, Ren Luo is deeply confident in his water nature, and with his unique ice attribute internal force, there is no problem at all if he doesn't breathe underwater for half an hour.

But what Ren Luo didn't expect was that when he caught up with Zhang Yifan, Zhang Yifan was waiting for him all the time, and what made his heart sink even more was that there was no water around Zhang Yifan!

Although he didn't know how Zhang Yifan did it, he felt very bad, and his years of experience in the rivers and lakes made him feel that he would get out of the water first. Ren Luo did not hesitate, and immediately flew to swim to the shore.

"I want to run, it's too late! Drill the dragon!" Zhang Yifan's whole person began to spin in the water in a strange posture together with the Fu Demon Gong, and the speed became faster and faster, forming a water whirlpool column under the water, shaped like a water dragon, rushing towards Ren Luo at an astonishing speed.

"No!" Ren Luo obviously didn't expect Zhang Yifan to have this trick, and seeing that he couldn't escape, he could only use the Ice Condensing Sword to turn around and block. Under Zhang Yifan's stunt Drill Dragon attack, the divine soldier Ning Bing was actually broken by a blow, and he was pierced through his chest by a heavy blow, and he was no longer alive.

Zhang Yifan gasped for breath, spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and later stepped forward to check if Ren Luo was dead, at this moment Ren Luo suddenly woke up, as if returning to the light, and slapped Zhang Yifan under the ribs, "Let's die together, haha... No one can be saved from my icy palm. Ren Luo laughed twice and died.

Zhang Yifan, who was hit by a palm, was in a very bad situation at the moment, the whole person seemed to be in an ice cellar, the cold was abnormal, and the sword wounds that weighed several times before broke out at this time, and Zhang Yifan couldn't resist it and fainted.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Yifan woke up and found that he was still at the bottom of the river, but the cold feeling on his body was gone, and not far away was Ren Luo's corpse.

Zhang Yifan moved his body, although the wound on his body was still very painful, but there was no stiffness and freezing. He was curious, but now was not the time to look into it.

He dragged Ren Luo's body ashore, and then began to look for the traces of Zhang Songpu and his wife underwater, at this time, it was almost night, the sun was like blood in the sky, Zhang Yifan searched around and did not see any clues, and he couldn't help but have some hope in his heart.

He went ashore and looked at the upper floor of the gate, and walked slowly towards it, I don't know if he had a premonition, he suddenly felt very sad, and his heart felt like he had been hit hard.

Sure enough, at the corner of the second floor of the gate tower, he found Zhang Songpu and his wife lying on the ground, Zhang Yifan approached and found that the two had long since lost their breath, their hearts were broken, and they had been dead for a long time.

"I'm sorry, uncle, auntie, I hurt you, if I hadn't provoked these thieves, you wouldn't have been retaliated against, and you wouldn't have died. Zhang Yifan cried bitterly and blamed himself, he was extremely sad and angry at the moment, and felt that all thieves deserved to die.

At this time, his mind was full of hatred and hatred, and he secretly made a poisonous vow in his heart that he would kill all the evil thieves he encountered in the future, as if this was the only way to calm the distorted restlessness in his heart.