The person who performs the Seven Kills of the Drifting Snow can shuttle through the snowflakes at any time, quietly come behind the enemy, and with the assassination technique of the dark night, even the strong in the middle of the Mahayana will die in the hands of Xing Daorong if he is not careful.

It so happened that there was once a monk in the early Mahayana period who thought very highly of himself and openly challenged the majesty of the night. So, Xing Daorong took over the assassination mission of killing this strong man in the early Mahayana period, and Xing Daorong at that time was only in the half-step Mahayana period.

Xing Daorong relied on this exercise to consume the early Mahayana monk to death, and even when he finally died, his eyes revealed unwillingness.

The next day, the head of this early Mahayana monk was hung high at the gate of the Dark Night Headquarters, and all the monks who passed by were shocked, and in less than a week, it spread throughout the entire Wuyuan Continent. Xing Daorong also became famous in a fight, so he had the opportunity to compete with Shi Yangyan for the vice president, and finally lost the election, and went to the dark night branch of Yongshan City and became the hall master here.

"Ma Xudong, hurry up and escape!"

Leng Bichun shouted, attracting the attention of many people. Although she was very shocked by Yang Fan's cultivation at this time, she didn't think that Yang Fan had the strength to kill Xing Daorong.

"Guy, if you want to escape now, it's too late. Also, that little girl, as a killer in the night, is actually helping the enemy, but this incident is over, you should go down to accompany him. ”

"Not good!"

The silent cold-blooded face changed greatly, and she wanted to catch Leng Bichun and escape, but she was unmoved.

Xing Daorong's voice came from all directions, and he couldn't hear where he was, even if he used his divine sense, he couldn't find it.

Yang Fan was unmoved, standing with his eyes closed, not moving like a mountain.

In the next second, a figure suddenly appeared behind Yang Fan, holding a long sword in his hand, it was Xing Daorong.

"Be careful......

Leng Bichun also wanted to remind Yang Fan, but he was covered with cold blood.

"Die!"

Xing Daorong sneered, and the long sword directly sank into Yang Fan's chest.

"No!"

Leng Bichun's eyes widened, she couldn't believe that Yang Fan died like this!

However, Xing Daorong pursed his lips, a little impatient.

"Why is this trick again, don't you know anything else except using the Spatial Secret Technique?"

Xing Daorong withdrew his long sword, and there were no blood stains on the blade.

looked at Yang Fan again, and saw that Yang Fan's figure in place gradually dissipated, and it was actually an afterimage left because of the speed being too fast.

"Huh?"

Xing Daorong frowned, because he had detected a trace of spatial fluctuation just now, but he had not seen Yang Fan use the spatial technique.

Swish!

Yang Fan's figure appeared ten meters in front of Xing Daorong, and in his eyes, two large windmill patterns rotated rapidly, observing everything around him.

Xing Daorong disappeared again, and Yang Fan's eyes looked at the place where he had disappeared, or rather, he was looking at an inconspicuous red snowflake.

Airplanes!

Within five seconds of Xing Daorong's disappearance, Yang Fan saw a snowflake under his feet suddenly emit a burst of spatial fluctuations, this spatial fluctuation was extremely secretive, and he could barely see it clearly only through the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye with soil.

In the next second, Xing Daorong suddenly burst out of the snowflake, and the long sword in his hand stabbed Yang Fan's neck fiercely.

The long sword pierced through Yang Fan's neck without a little resistance.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Fan's figure dissipated again, and his real body appeared not far from Xing Daorong.

Xing Daorong disappeared, and then came behind Yang Fan, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out again.

The long sword in his hand still ran through Yang Fan's neck, Xing Daorong withdrew the long sword, and there were still no blood stains on the blade.

Swish!

Yang Fan's figure dissipated again, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared not far in front of Xing Daorong.

Xing Daorong was not discouraged, his figure disappeared, and the next second he appeared behind Yang Fan, repeatedly.

"Did you just plan to hide and hide?"

Xing Daorong said coldly.

Yang Fan didn't speak, and the patterns in the kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes in his eyes turned rapidly.

As Xing Daorong continued to shuttle from the blood-colored snowflakes, Yang Fan became more and more aware of the mystery of the Seven Killing Techniques of Drifting Snow.

Gradually, Yang Fan discovered the rules and the methods that allowed people to quickly shuttle through the snowflakes.

Another three minutes passed, and at this time, when the use time of Shenwei was almost over, Yang Fan finally had other actions.

Yang Fan's figure gradually disappeared as usual, and Xing Daorong instinctively used the ability to shuttle between the snowflakes.

But when Xing Daorong just appeared, he found that there was no Yang Fan in front of him.

"What about people?"

Just when Xing Daorong was still looking around where Yang Fan was, Yang Fan suddenly appeared behind him, and Xing Daorong didn't notice it at all? As long as Yang Fan was willing, he could kill Xing Daorong at this time, but he hadn't played enough.

"Hall Master, watch your back!"

Tong Lao noticed Yang Fan and exclaimed.

"What ?!!"

Of course, Xing Daorong would not suspect that Tong Lao would lie, and in an instant, the hairs on his whole body stood up, and he didn't look back, and the long sword in his right hand swung back.

The long sword missed, Xing Daorong pulled back violently, and when he looked back, there was no longer Yang Fan's shadow there.

"What about people?"

Xing Daorong frowned, and looked at Tong Lao, only to see Tong Lao's face frightened, pointing behind Xing Daorong, trembling.

"Hall Master, he's still behind you. ”

After Xing Daorong heard this, he turned his head sharply and looked at it, and his eyes suddenly widened.

I saw that Yang Fan was less than a meter away from him, and he was still holding a long knife in his hand.

"If he had just snuck up on me, I wouldn't have noticed. ”

This is the most straightforward thought in Xing Daorong's heart.

"Is this your new spatial technique?"

Xing Daorong stared at Yang Fan, afraid that he would disappear again.

"No, that's what you taught me. ”

After speaking, Yang Fan looked at Xing Daorong with a playful face, and quickly pinched the magic technique with both hands after speaking.

"I taught you?"

With this doubt, Xing Daorong turned his gaze to Yang Fan's hands that were quickly sealed, which made his brows furrow deeply, because Yang Fan's seal made him feel very familiar.

Swish!

As Yang Fan finished the last seal, Xing Daorong's face changed suddenly, and his face was shocked. Stretched out his finger and pointed at Yang Fan, his mouth open enough to fit a fist. I want to say something, but I can't say it.

With the completion of Yang Fan's seal, goose feather snow fell in the sky, but unlike the blood-colored snowflakes that fell after Xing Daorong cast the Seven Kills of Drifting Snow, this time the snowflakes were blue, which was in stark contrast to the blood-colored snowflakes all over the ground.

I don't know how long it took, Xing Daorong yelled.

"Impossible!"

Xing Daorong's eyes were cracked, his face was full of disbelief, and he said to Yang Fan, "You can't learn it, this is a unique secret technique in the dark night, and no one has ever been able to learn it at a glance." ”