Gan Ping was hit by this powerful blow, and flew straight out, forcibly holding back the blood that was about to spurt out of his throat, reached out and grabbed the fire on the side in the palm of his hand, and did not resist this force, and hit the sword light in the air with his back. Feng Xingyuan was startled, and hurriedly commanded the sword light to be raised, his wish had not been fulfilled yet, how could he let him die so quickly? Not to mention that this son actually had real dragon essence blood on his body, and what made him even more police was that it was really strange that he didn't notice this abnormality with his own cultivation. But there was no time to think, if this son died under his own sword light, then most of the true dragon essence blood would be lost.

With this true dragon essence blood, it is worth risking yourself. Feng Xingyuan had already made up his mind to capture Gan Pingsheng and put it in the sect's Dan furnace to refine it, and refine the true dragon essence blood in his body. At that time, he will definitely be able to break through the realm of the pinnacle of this golden pill in one fell swoop to achieve the Yuan Infant, and his brother will also be able to use the power of this essence and blood to rise to a higher level again, and at that time, the great prosperity of the Iron Gate Sect will be hopeful. At this moment, Gan Ping is simply a superb elixir in the eyes of Feng Xingyuan, and it is an elixir that brings infinite hope, how can he be willing to hurt him. Now Feng Xingyuan Du Yu is not interested in anything, he just wants to capture and refine Gan Ping intact, which is the most valuable.

The deep sword light dissipated suddenly, and although Gan Ping's whole body was about to crack, he was overjoyed and knew that he had made the right bet. In the face of such a terrible opponent, what he lacks is this line of life. Turning backwards and turning into a sword light, Gan Ping endured the pain in his body and fled forward. Seeing this scene, Feng Xingyuan couldn't help but sneer, and wanted to escape?

With a move, the flying sword that retreated to the side rose into the sky and chased after Gan Ping. In order to reduce the weight, Gan Ping had already put the heavy mountain returning sword into the ring, and replaced it with the flying sword that Mo Yifeng had refined for him before, and the speed had suddenly more than doubled. Feng Xingyuan behind him had a thrilling hint of discoloration in his eyes, this kid is worth a lot of money, if he is not mistaken, the giant sword is cast for Xuanhai Shenlong gold, and it is entangled in all kinds of spiritual gold, I am afraid that there is no weight of ten thousand gold, but this son can actually put it away, there must be more than four storage magic weapons in his hands, Feng Xingyuan's eyes are fierce, and the wealth is moving, and the Iron Gate Sect, which has been poor for thousands of years, has an almost paranoid desire for these properties.

Feng Xingyuan's guess was right, the black lacquer ring in Gan Ping's hand was the storage magic weapon of the upper rank of the third grade, Xuan Mingzi was in the first life, how could the magic weapon he carried with him be low? At this moment, Gan Ping did not perceive Feng Xingyuan's thoughts, although he changed the flying sword, but he felt that the terrifying aura behind him was getting closer and closer, not because he was slow but because he was too fast. Feng Xingyuan is so fast, seeing that he is about to catch up with Gan Ping, the distance between him and this hateful boy is getting closer and closer, and he has reached the range that he can reach, and he just wanted to make a move, but Gan Ping in front of him suddenly disappeared.

That's right, it disappeared, and it disappeared into the air without half a sign, without half a point of spiritual power fluctuations. This made Feng Xingyuan, who was still driving the sword light in the air, startled, and his divine sense probed, and the vacuum was empty, and this kid who was only contemplating the middle level actually escaped in his own eyes. Almost at the same time, Feng Xingyuan stopped the male sword light and turned into a Dao stream photon, and the surface of his body rotated endlessly, protecting his body. "Which master is here? ”

Disappeared without half a sign, Feng Xingyuan didn't think that Gan Ping had such a ability, and in an instant, thousands of thoughts turned in his heart, and he even thought that the first sword cultivator of the Miao Cheng Sect was chasing after him. Treating others with himself, he was afraid that someone would attack him, so he hurriedly protected himself. It's ridiculous Feng Xingyuan's careful thinking, if Mo Yifeng comes, he will definitely be furious when he sees him chasing and killing his beloved disciple, but this kind of thing is absolutely impossible to do behind his back.

shouted several times in succession, but no one paid attention, Feng Xingyuan then confusedly dispersed the vast divine sense, and looked around to find out that there was really no one on the side. Sitting down cross-legged, Feng Xingyuan pinched a strange trick in his hand, "Blood sea grudge, soul into spirit." Search the poor world, investigate the tangible!Go!" With a loud shout, a blood-red light flew up, which was the natal primordial spell inherited by the Iron Gate Sect. This natal primordial spell can block a person's soul breath in the primordial god card, if this person is killed, the ranking will be shattered, and the elders of the sect can find the murderer with this residual breath, and there is nothing to hide within a thousand miles.

Previously, because Gan Ping killed Qingyue Qingruo, he left the Ma family set alone, and then was included in Miao Chengzong, making this Feng Xingyuan impossible to find. Haolai Feng Xingyuan used the price of a three-grade elixir and decades of cultivation to seek the help of a stranger, and with the help of the innate plum blossom divine calculation, he calculated Gan Ping's whereabouts. It's just that due to the strength of the Miaocheng Sect, he can't enter it, so he can only stay in the Juzhen Fort on the periphery. When Gan Ping went down the mountain today, he was already targeted by him, and by mistake he took out the stolen goods, and he confirmed his identity. Feng Xingyuan then set up a plan to design Gan Ping here to vent the resentment in his heart.

Since no one rescued this kid, it means that this kid must have used some secret method that he didn't know to escape, but as long as he was still within a range of thousands of miles, he couldn't escape his own induction. Do you think that this disciple of the Iron Gate Sect is so easy to kill? The disciple who has this natal primordial spell on his body will turn into a wonderful spell power attached to the murderer after being killed, and it will be difficult to eliminate it for the rest of his life.

Gan Ping killed two disciples of the Iron Gate Sect one after another, and the resentment on his body was as obvious as a light in the dark night, and soon Feng Xingyuan had already found out his location. What made Feng Xingyuan's spleen and stomach angry was that this kid didn't know what spell he had cast, and he had already flown four hundred miles away, and if he waited a little longer, he would lose his clues.

With a roar, Feng Xingyuan turned into a streamer and chased straight to the northwest. The distance of more than 400 miles, coupled with the fact that Gan Ping is still running away, will catch up for a while at the speed of the Fengxing Yuan Jindan realm.

Gan Ping put Huo'er in his arms, although his whole body was about to crack, and his right arm was also hanging on one side, obviously his bones were broken, but his speed did not decrease at all, and he flew away in one direction. Although he didn't know if this Feng Xingyuan could talk about his whereabouts, Gan Ping didn't dare to take this risk. This vertical golden light method is really useful, silent and without the slightest warning, and he actually let himself escape from under the nose of Feng Xingyuan. It's a pity that he can only activate this magic technique four times when he exhausts his whole body mana, and each time it can only be more than 100 miles, Gan Ping has used it three times in a row, and his body is already more than 400 miles away.

In order to prevent this Feng Xingyuan from catching up again, Gan Ping retained a part of his mana as his back hand, holding the flying sword in his left hand, and moved forward quickly. Enduring the pain of breaking his arm, he reluctantly took out a spirit pill and put it in his mouth, then took out a high-grade fire spirit stone and held it in his hand, slowly absorbing the spiritual energy during the flight, and restoring the true yuan mana. Fortunately, there is also the high-grade fire spirit stone left by this Xuan Mingzi, at this moment, Gan Ping's heart is full of gratitude to the dead ghost boundless, if you rely on that damn low-grade spirit stone, I don't know how to return to the Year of the Monkey Ma Yue.

A large stream of fire-based spiritual power poured out from the spirit stone, passing through Gan Ping's broken arm and traveling all over his body. The burning sensation made Gan Ping's already broken meridians and bones even more painful, but he also recovered quickly. Raising his right hand, which had improved slightly, Gan Ping pinched off a small piece of this high-grade spirit stone, threw it into the placket of his clothes, and let the fire devour it to recover from his injuries. This Feng Xingyuan's strength is unfathomable, and just one punch caused both Gan Ping and Huo'er to be injured and killed. The power of a punch is so powerful. However, Gan Ping faintly felt that this Feng Xingyuan must have practiced some kind of skill to increase physical strength, otherwise it would be impossible for an ordinary Jindan peak monk to be so strong.

Walking through a large forest, Gan Ping didn't find any human traces, which made his heart sink slightly, and he didn't know where this Feng Xingyuan got himself, looking at the sun in the sky, Gan Ping identified the direction. Miao Chengzong is on the south side of Zihua Immortal Mansion, and he is flying towards the north, and the chance of meeting someone in his sect is slim, the more he goes north, the more reckless the land, close to the edge of the Heavenly Ridge, there is almost no existence, and it is difficult for him to seek refuge.

But the current form does not allow Gan Ping to turn around, not to mention whether this Feng Xingyuan can find his own breath, even if he can't find himself, he will be blocked on the way to Miao Chengzong, and turning around by himself is not a self-defeating net.

Just when Gan Ping's mind was full of thoughts, there was a burst of monstrous power behind him. couldn't help but turn his head, a huge sword rainbow rose in the sky behind him, and was rushing in his direction, broken, this Feng Xingyuan could actually detect his traces.