If Zhou Fan really escaped incognito, Qiu Qifu and Qi Xiuyong didn't have a good way, they looked at the old man surnamed Xiao, hoping that the old man surnamed Xiao could come up with a good way.

The old man surnamed Xiao had a gloomy face, and he quickly thought about it, if Zhou Fan ran away, he would not have any way at all.

"I can't help it. The corners of the old man's mouth moved slightly, and he said with the method of sound transmission: "I can only hope that he will not leave the Northland, as long as he does not leave the Northland, there will be a chance to find him again." ”

Qiu Qifu and Qi Xiuyong also knew that if they really escaped too far, it would be really difficult to find Zhou Fan again, and Zhou Fan would probably take a detour back to the camp.

"Let's go. The old man surnamed Xiao was a little angry.

The three Golden Body Realm monks and he, a Rune Seed Realm monk, came to deal with a monk suspected of being a Golden Body Realm, but not only did they fail, but one died.

Anyone who changes will feel suffocated.

The old man surnamed Xiao took the lead in walking forward, and Qiu Qifu and Qi Xiuyong followed behind him.

The three of them seemed to have given up, but they were all tacitly wary of Zhou Fan, who might be hiding in the shadows and trying to attack them.

After they had walked for a while, they still did not receive any sneak attacks, and their tense spirits secretly relaxed.

The northland breeze blew, carrying a burnt smell.

This smell had become the norm here, and the breeze blew the clothes of the three of them, and suddenly a gray knife light emerged from the breeze and fell towards the top of Qiu Qifu's head.

Even though Qiu Qifu's tense spirit was a little relaxed, he didn't forget to be on guard, guarding his surroundings, but he never imagined that the sword would fall from the sky above his head.

Laugh at!

Qiu Qifu was split in half from the top of his head by this unified knife filled with various powers, and blood and water were sprinkled on the ground along with his internal organs.

At the moment when the sword split Qiu Qifu's head, Qi Xiuyong's body floated forward like a phantom.

And the old man surnamed Xiao snorted coldly, and there were black snowflakes falling between heaven and earth again, but he didn't find anything, only Qiu Qifu's bloody corpse that was separated in half was left on the ground, reminding the two of them that none of this was an illusion.

Qi Xiuyong's face turned pale, he floated back like crazy, and floated to the side of the old man surnamed Xiao, the falling black snowflakes had no effect on him, because the old man surnamed Xiao controlled his talisman and didn't let it hurt Qi Xiuyong.

Qi Xiuyong looked at Qiu Qifu, who was killed by the dismemberment on the ground, he just felt that something pinched his heart, making his heart seem to stop beating.

He was terrified, the gray sword was too strong, even the strong body and true qi of the golden-bodied monk could not stop it.

If the target of the sword just now was him, then Qiu Qifu's fate would be his end, he couldn't avoid the sword that fell from the sky, and he didn't expect the sword to fall from the sky.

It was precisely because of fear that he would get so close to the old man surnamed Xiao, and only by getting close to the powerful old man surnamed Xiao could he feel safe.

The old man surnamed Xiao felt a chill in his heart, his black snow talisman scattered, he looked up at the sky, but still found no trace of Zhou Fan.

It was as if the sword had completely evaporated from the world.

The chill in the heart of the old man surnamed Xiao subsided, he felt great anger, and shouted angrily: "Hidden head and tail of the rat, come out for me." ”

Just shouting out won't get a response at all.

The anger of the old man surnamed Xiao was that Zhou Fan killed two of his subordinates in a row under his nose, this person was too insidious and cunning, if the target of the sword just now was him, he was ten percent sure that he could block this sword that had great lethality to the golden-bodied monk.

At this moment, Zhou Fan, who was invisible, was floating in the outer air that the Black Snow Rune couldn't reach, looking at the two old men surnamed Xiao condescendingly, and he also understood this, so he didn't take the old man surnamed Xiao as his preferred target.

In order to succeed just now, he ventured very close to make such a knife, and he chose the more controllable Dao style unification, rather than the ground splitting style of the three kitten styles that would cause a lot of movement.

Without the certainty of killing everyone absolutely, he will not use the ground splitting style lightly.

Now there are only two people left.

"Old Xiao, what should we do?" Qi Xiuyong asked calmly, but his spirit was highly tense, and the knuckles of his right knuckles holding the jade knife were faintly white.

He was really afraid that the elusive gray sword would suddenly appear and reap his life.

The old man surnamed Xiao had a calm face, his face was terrifyingly cold, he didn't speak, but walked over and took Qiu Qifu's storage bag, and the storage bag of Hao Yu, who died just now, was also taken away by him.

"Old Xiao, what should we do?" Qi Xiuyong couldn't help but ask.

"With me here, what are you afraid of?" the old man surnamed Xiao glanced at Qi Xiuyong coldly, "Or do you think it's not safe to stay by my side?"

Qi Xiuyong's face trembled, he was thinking about how Qiu Qifu died if he was really safe?

But he didn't dare to speak to the old man surnamed Xiao like this, if there was no old man surnamed Xiao, it was hard for him to imagine how he could deal with that Zhou Fan?

It was just an accident, after all, they weren't too wary of the sky above them.

The old man surnamed Xiao suddenly pinched the seal, and the black snowflakes that had been falling suddenly flew backwards into the sky, and countless flying flowers made a roaring sound.

But the black snowflakes didn't hit anything, and the old man surnamed Xiao's face sank again, he originally thought that he could hit Zhou Fan this time, but who knows if he still didn't hit anything.

That Zhou Fan was able to make the sword light come from the sky, he must have mastered some kind of floating flying technique, so he did it.

Zhou Fan, who was not far away, looked at it and sneered in his heart, he immediately evacuated as soon as he hit it with a knife, and he had long been wary of the old man surnamed Xiao and their counterattack method, if he hadn't evacuated, he should have tried to make a second cut.

Black snowflakes fell, hovering beside the old man surnamed Xiao and Qi Xiuyong.

"Since you won't come out, then keep hiding, and don't let me find you. The old man surnamed Xiao said in a cold voice, he flicked his fingers, burned Qiu Qifu's body, and walked forward.

Black snowflakes fluttered as he moved.

Qi Xiuyong spat and hurriedly followed, in case he fell outside the defensive snowflake, he wanted to ask why the old man surnamed Xiao just now didn't maintain the black snowflake defense, so that maybe Qiu Qifu wouldn't have to die.

But he immediately understood why the old man surnamed Xiao was reluctant to do this, because maintaining such a black snowflake would definitely consume true yuan, and the old man surnamed Xiao would never have imagined that Qiu Qifu would be killed.

As a Fu Seed Realm cultivator to maintain a black snowflake to beware of a monk suspected of the Golden Body Realm, this is also a very ridiculous thing, if Qi Xiuyong is an old man surnamed Xiao, he may not be willing to do this before something happens.

Zhou Fan watched the two of them use their body techniques to leave, he fell from the sky, and he also wanted to use his body skills to quietly follow, but when he was about to pass through Qiu Qifu's burning corpse, he suddenly stopped, and his face became solemn.

His human soul throbbed faintly, which was transmitted from his cultivation consciousness.

There is danger ahead.