Yunfan's world was gray, without a trace of blood, and it was all overwhelmed by despair. The hoarse cries of the other brothers of the Flame Mercenary Regiment echoed in his ears.

Farewell...!

At the moment when the horns on the head of the Iron Wing Lion were about to pierce Yun Fan's throat, a vague black shadow flashed past the Iron Wing Lion's side, and Yun Fan only felt a whirlwind of heaven and earth, and the other brothers' cries of surprise came from his ears.

Yun Fan opened his eyes and looked at the familiar faces in front of him, all of them were covered in blood, and some of their hands and feet were damaged to varying degrees, but they didn't care, they were all around the captain.

Didn't I get killed by the Iron Winged Lion? How did I end up here?

Yun Fan was held by the brothers of the Flame Mercenary Regiment, and one by one he recovered from the frightened intimidation, reminiscing about the new life brought by death.

The iron-winged lion in the rage fell to the ground at this time, motionless, without the evil aura just now, murderous aura, and collapsed on the ground like a pile of mud, only to see the blood and debris of the iron-winged lion's body flowing from the ground, proving that everything just now was real.

It turned out that it was Wei Fengchen at the moment when Yun Fan was about to be killed by the Iron Wing Mad, Wei Fengchen came to the rescue of him, and at the moment of saving him, a palm slapped on the body of the Iron Wing Madness Lion in the rage, how could the strength of the Sword Emperor's perfection be something that a small sixth-order perfection demon beast could contend with, let you be slapped to death by a palm.

How domineering the palm of the comforting wind and dust was, it shattered all the bodies of the Iron Winged Madly Lion, and collapsed to the ground in the moment of rushing forward.

Yun Fan came back to his senses and pushed away Wang Meng, who was holding him.

"How did I get here, and who saved me?" Yun Fan grabbed Wang Meng with both hands, blood flowing from his mouth, and stared at him with a pair of bloodshot eyes.

"Captain, all I saw was a dark shadow appearing next to the Iron Winged Lion, and then you got here, and the shadow was gone. ”

"Yes, Captain. The shadow was so fast that we didn't have time to see what he looked like, and it was gone. ”

"Captain, I vaguely saw the dark shadow heading in that direction of the valley. ”

Yun Fan turned around and looked in the direction pointed by the brothers of the Flame Mercenary Group, only to see the towering trees towering into the sky, and where else could there be.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life, I am Yun Fan, the captain of the Flame Mercenary Group, and I will be useful in the future, please give me a command. Yun Fan bowed in that direction, and the brothers of the other Flame Mercenary Regiment also bowed down with their injured bodies.

At this time, a figure appeared in Yun Fan's heart, a figure dressed as a warlock, a figure who refused to reveal his name, and a somewhat indifferent figure. Heyun Fan's guess is not wrong at all, he is comforting the wind and dust.

At the moment when Wei Fengchen made a move, the figures hiding next to him also moved, and Wei Fengchen felt the murderous aura on their bodies. So he released a more powerful aura than them and enveloped several of them, and immediately made them feel like they were facing a great enemy, and one by one they spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Wei Fengchen didn't continue to kill them, just warned them. The few people who were hiding were so sensitive to the foreknowledge of danger, and knew that the Flame Mercenary Regiment had the help of superior people, so they disappeared around the valley without the slightest hesitation.

These people are none other than the Iron Blooded Mercenary Regiment, the sworn enemies of the Flame Mercenary Regiment, as well as the bounty hunters and cultivators who seek out the greedy Iron Winged Wild Lion.

"Captain, I don't think this senior wants us to know his identity either, so he didn't leave his name. ”

"Captain, did you say that the person who saved us was the grandfather of the little brother I met a few days ago, I see him...?"

Before the brother of the Flame Mercenary Group finished speaking, Yun Fan stretched out his hand to interrupt him, since the person who saved us refused to leave his name, then we should not speculate about who he was, if we can meet him in the future, we must repay the spring for saving today's life, Yun Fan and the brothers of the Flame Mercenary Group made a silent promise in their hearts.

"Wang Meng, you take a few brothers to take down the Iron Winged Lion's magic core and other things that can be sold, and take everything that can be taken away. You distribute this bottle of elixir to everyone, and they all recover some of their Xuan Qi. The other wounded brothers have laid the dead to their ground, and we are still wounded, so we must leave this valley as soon as possible. Otherwise, the smell of blood that fills the valley will attract even more powerful demon beasts. ”

Yun Fan quickly ordered, and he also took a healing pill, and before he had time to recover, he took a few brothers to the iron-winged mad lion not far away.

"Count them lucky, otherwise this time the Flame Mercenary Group will be wiped out by our group?" Zhang Jinyang spat out the remaining blood in his mouth, and his hands were clenched tightly, very unwilling.

"Boss, you said we should kill him again, I think the man who saved him may have left, and they will give the Flame Mercenary Regiment a urn to catch turtles. A grim-faced man looked towards Tie Kun.

Tie Kun looked at him coldly, and suddenly the person with a grim face felt as if he was being stare at him by a vicious snake, and he would be brutally attacked at the slightest movement.

"Put away your little caution, don't think about going back again, do you want to kill us all? We hid there for a long time, and we didn't notice that there were other people next to us, and the moment we leaked out of our killing intent, we received a warning of death, do you think we can leave alive if we go back now? Fool?" Tie Kun looked at the ruthless man in front of him with a fierce look.

"Boss, am I not unwilling? Do you think we should intercept him halfway?" the ruthless man made a gesture to wipe his neck.

"Just in case, let's not make any more moves this time, I don't believe that your Flame Mercenary Group will have such good luck next time, and we have a chance in the future. Duan Kun had a fierce expression on his face, and the evil aura released from his whole body was very unwilling, why didn't he want to give the Flame Mercenary Group an attack.

Several of them are the sworn enemies of the Flame Mercenary Regiment, and both sides want to kill each other, and they will not die.

After Wei Fengchen rescued Yun Fan, he left the valley with Haoran.

"Grandpa, why don't you say goodbye to Captain Yunfan, are you doing good deeds without leaving a name?" Wei Haoran followed his grandfather while slashing at the branches of the trees blocking the road with his sword.

"Grandpa, I've always done good deeds without leaving a name, and I don't want them to have other burdens in their hearts. Wei Fengchen sighed inside, there are many powerful masters hidden in the misty forest, and there are some people with extraordinary soul power, and the slightest hint of leakage will bring devastating damage to the Flame Mercenary Group.

"Grandpa, you said you wanted to find me a treasure to restore my soul power, but now it's dark, so why should we go to find it?" Wei Fengchen turned his head to look at Wei Haoran, okay, you want me to save them, and you still blame me for delaying time.

"Grandpa, I didn't mean that, you see if there are any natural treasures that can be found at night. Wei Haoran said slyly, but the sword in his hand did not leave the branch blocking the roadside.

"Is the treasure of heaven and earth that you should restore your soul power the cabbage in Xiaoxiao's field? You can get it silently as long as you walk a while!" Wei Fengchen looked at Wei Haoran angrily, and brought up his sad past when he was a child.

"Grandpa, don't you want to eat other people's cabbage, and you are embarrassed to tell Aunt Wang, and you instructed me to steal it at night, and it wasn't discovered by Aunt Wang the next day. Wei Haoran looked at his grandfather aggrievedly.

"I really want to remember that it was you who admitted that you accidentally stepped on the ground of Aunt Wang's house, why did you blame me again. I see, have you been lazy again in your cultivation these past few days? ”

"Grandpa... ”

For a long night, I spent happily in the jokes of my grandfather and grandson.

The next morning, Wei Haoran woke up early, the forest was full of sword qi whistling, piercing the air, and the afterimage left by the body technique.

Breaking through to the realm of the Great Sword Master, he has also stabilized in the cultivation of the past few days, and the fourth style of the Haoran Sword Technique has also been mastered proficiently, but if he wants to exert a bigger sword move, it is still 108,000 miles away.

The first layer of the Wind Trace Cloud Shadow Body Method Haoran had already mastered it, and at three times the speed of his body, a real phantom flashed in the air, and his demeanor and aura were exactly the same as Sikong Haoran. After a breath, he gradually disappeared into the place where he had stayed.

In addition to practicing the Haoran Sword Technique and the Wind Trail Cloud Shadow Body Technique, there is also one more lesson every morning, that is, to use soul power to control all movable objects around you, from sand, leaves, stones, and branches to the stainless steel sword in your hand and the demon beasts that come and go.

Now Wei Haoran's soul power has gradually reached the point where he can skillfully manipulate the branches, and he can move and attack according to his own thoughts at will. It's just that the spirit is in a trance every day, which is the consequence of abusing soul power, so replenishing soul power is the most important thing now.

Of course, Haoran's daily practice and progress can't escape Sikong Xuan's eyes. He would arrange daily tasks according to Haoran's level of practice, and half a month passed like this.

Haoran lives a very fulfilling life every day, and his strength is improving day by day, and it seems that he has grown a lot taller, and his originally fair face has a bronzed complexion. The method of manipulating soul power is also becoming more and more proficient.

Haoran's portrayal of the "Huarong Dao" array diagram has also changed from the original unskillfulness to the gradual depiction of a vague outline. Under Sikong Xuan's strict teaching, the soul power became more and more condensed and powerful. In time, the "Huarong Dao" array diagram will also be perfectly portrayed under Sikong Haoran's pen.

Haoran finished the day's morning exercise, sweating profusely and walked to his grandfather's side, at this time, the fire had already risen, cooking the broth of the demon beast. From afar, I smelled the smell of meat, and sometimes the nearby monsters and mercenaries would be attracted to come over and want a piece of the pie. But from afar, a powerful intent was felt to prevent them from approaching.

Some mercenaries who don't know why want to come over with their strong strength to take it by force, but they either vomit blood or are thrown away for no reason, and over time, they are very afraid of this misty old man, and they stay away.

"Grandpa, where did you find all these things to eat, and I didn't see you leave, and the clothes on my body are of different lengths, which are too ugly. Wei Haoran has asked Wei Fengchen this question many times, and Wei Fengchen has been smiling and silent, so Wei Haoran is sometimes very curious.

"Grandpa will teach you this trick later. Wei Fengchen ignored Haoran's curiosity, scooped out a bowl of demon beast broth from the pot and handed it to Haoran.

"Grandpa, it's so fragrant, but your craftsmanship is a little hard to talk about, hehe..." Haoran gulped as he spoke, not seeing his grandfather's sad face.

Suddenly, there was a burst of Xuan Qi and the roar of demon beasts in the Misty Forest, and many people nearby rushed towards the direction of Xuan Qi fluctuations. The soul power of the wind and dust was covered in an instant, and after extending almost ten kilometers, two seventh-order demon beasts and a group of people were killed.

The seventh-order demon beast is a lord-level overlord. A seventh-order intermediate demon beast Moyu Qilin, a seventh-order intermediate demon beast Colorful Sky Swallowing Python, the strength of the intermediate demon beast relative to the intermediate level of the human Sword Emperor.

The seventh-order demon beast can already speak human words, and when it moves forward to the first order, it can transform into a human after a heavenly tribulation. The treasure that can make them compete with each other is definitely a heaven-defying heaven and earth treasure.

The soul power of the wind and dust bypassed the two seventh-order demon beasts, and walked towards a place with a particularly strong aura, and saw a grass with six-petal leaves in the color of purple and blue, and the seventh-petal leaf had gradually grown sharp horns.

The purple-blue grass transforms into a flower at one moment, and into a grass at the next. Suddenly, the colorful swallowing python found that there was a soul power probing, and he was very angry, and you dare to covet my things, looking for death.

A roar of anger went towards this soul power, and this probing power was annihilated at once, and Wei Fengchen suddenly withdrew his soul power, so sensitive insight.

Wei Fengchen thought back to this herb that could change form and had six-petal leaves, and suddenly the name of a herb flashed in Sikong Xuan's mind.

Thousand... Fantasy... Jewelry... Blue.