Zhou Fan was not in a hurry to catch up, he glanced around vigilantly, and finally began to move sideways silently, away from the burning corpse of Qiu Qifu, until the throbbing of consciousness calmed down, he chased after the two old men surnamed Xiao.

He still felt strange, where was the danger just now, and the consciousness may not be able to detect the danger sometimes, but once it worked, it would not go wrong.

The old man surnamed Xiao must have quietly laid a trap somewhere, it was really dangerous just now, if he really stepped into that range, I am afraid that he would fall into the trap of the old man surnamed Xiao.

Whether it is the old man surnamed Xiao or the golden-bodied monk, they are both experienced monks, and of course they will not sit still.

Zhou Fan warned himself not to be careless, and he followed behind the two old men surnamed Xiao at a speed that was neither fast nor slow, beware of possible traps along the way.

The old man surnamed Xiao had to maintain the black snow suspended around him, and the speed of him and Qi Xiuyong was not too fast, so he secretly glanced behind him and sighed secretly.

He quietly arranged black snowflakes in the ground and in the air where he walked, if Zhou Fan stepped in, then the rest of the matter would be simpler, but that Zhou Fan was more cautious than he thought, such a person was too difficult to deal with.

The old man surnamed Xiao knew in his heart that it was impossible for him to set up black snow traps everywhere, and that Zhou Fan probably wouldn't easily let go of the opportunity to kill them, so he probably followed.

Qi Xiuyong held the jade knife in his right hand, and he also held a small black bell in his left hand, which was his best life-protecting device, and he understood that if Qiu Qifu died, the other party would definitely stare at him and try to kill him.

Zhou Fan frowned slightly and looked at the two old men surnamed Xiao, obviously the other party raised his vigilance again, he really planned to deal with Qi Xiuyong first, and he also noticed the small black bell in Qi Xiuyong's hand.

However, the biggest problem is the floating black snow of the old man surnamed Xiao.

Zhou Fan was deeply impressed by the power of that rune, and knew that Heixue was very tricky.

At this moment, the old man surnamed Xiao and the two encountered a group of small brain demons, and the little brain demons found them and immediately rushed towards them.

The old man surnamed Xiao didn't pay attention to it, but continued to run forward, and so did Qi Xiuyong.

Dozens of cerebellars rushed into the Black Snow Domain, and were soon cut into countless pieces by the Black Snow and fell to the ground.

The old man surnamed Xiao was not surprised by this, his black snow rune, if he couldn't even kill dozens of cerebellar demons, it would be a complete joke.

Zhou Fan, who was invisible, saw that his eyes lit up slightly, and he thought of a way.

The rusty knife in his hand was drawn and swung out, and dozens of fast knives flew in the air, but he didn't look closely, but quickly withdrew the knife and left the place invisibly.

Whew!

Dozens of fast knives shot towards the two old men surnamed Xiao, Qi Xiuyong screamed, his true yuan was poured into the black bell, and the light conjured up a huge black bell to envelop him.

The old man surnamed Xiao frowned slightly, he didn't do anything.

Those dozens of looming fast knives entered the Black Snow Realm, and were quickly decomposed and dissipated by the Black Snow, and even the two people who came into contact with the Black Snow Center couldn't do it.

Qi Xiuyong saw that dozens of swords were broken so easily, he was slightly embarrassed to lift the Black Bell defense, and he was ashamed of his fuss.

"What's the use of doing this?" the old man surnamed Xiao sneered, he didn't rush in the direction where the knife shot from, because Zhou Fan would definitely not stay where he was and wait for him to pass.

Whew!

Dozens of swift knives shot out again.

The old man surnamed Xiao stopped, and Qi Xiuyong also stopped with a nervous face.

The Quick Knife Gang was once again wiped out by the suspended Black Snow Talisman.

But Qi Xiuyong was still very nervous: "What does he want to do?"

Qi Xiu never thought that Zhou Fan would waste his strength in such a vain manner, he must have his intentions.

What does he want to do?

The old man surnamed Xiao didn't understand either, he had an indescribable depression in his heart, he had never seen such a difficult monk.

Obviously, the realm is lower than him, but he is extremely fast, has stealth equipment, and can kill the strange sword of the golden-bodied monk...... No wonder he ordered everyone in the Zhou family to be killed.

If this Zhou kid is allowed to grow up like this, he will become a big disaster in the future!

The old man surnamed Xiao was full of killing intent towards Zhou Fan.

Just as his mind was turning, the fast knife shot from different corners towards the black snow field.

"This madman ......" Qi Xiuyong looked at the countless fast knives that were overwhelming, and said with a look of surprise.

Even if it is a golden-bodied cultivator, at such a speed, emitting so much Gang Qi, I am afraid that it will not take long for the true yuan in his body to be exhausted, what does he want to do?

The old man surnamed Xiao and Qi Xiuyong both tried to find Zhou Fan's figure, but Zhou Fan sent out a knife every time, and he would quickly change his position, even if they occasionally captured Zhou Fan's figure, but at that time Zhou Fan had already teleported to another direction.

Coupled with the stealth of the purple gold armor and the help of various talismans to isolate sounds, it was difficult for them to know where Zhou Fan was hiding.

The old man surnamed Xiao suddenly felt a little struggling, and the black snow talisman floating in the air also trembled faintly, his face changed slightly because of this, and he finally figured out why Zhou Fan did this.

That week, Fan wanted to consume his true yuan!

If it was a simple competition with the true yuan, the old man surnamed Xiao would not be afraid, but he used the power of the talisman, and the consumption of the true yuan was already large, so the sword gang may not be nothing, but the victory lies in the huge number, if he maintains the black snow defense, I am afraid that he will not last long.

But if you withdraw the Black Snow Talisman...... The old man surnamed Xiao glanced at Qi Xiuyong, and he still said coldly: "He is doing this to consume my true yuan, let's leave now, I will withdraw the Black Snow Talisman later, and then speed up and shake off his sword." ”

As long as they recovered their speed above the phantom level, then these swords would not be able to keep up with them.

Hearing that the Black Snow Rune was going to be withdrawn, Qi Xiuyong's face turned slightly pale, but it was not his turn to say anything.

The old man surnamed Xiao began to rush forward, Qi Xiuyong hurriedly followed, the black snow continued to fade, and then disappeared into the air.

At the moment of disappearance, the speed of the old man surnamed Xiao and Qi Xiuyong soared, and they quickly moved away from the same place.

The old man surnamed Xiao and Qi Xiuyong quickly used the secret technique, gradually surpassing the limit of the phantom-level body technique, and the speed became faster and faster, they were fed up with Zhou Fan who stayed in the dark, thinking about getting rid of Zhou Fan, and then finding a way to come back to deal with Zhou Fan.

In this way, they will not always stand in the bright place and be assassinated by Zhou Fan, who is hiding in the shadows, with all kinds of dark tricks.

I have to say that this method may have an effect, and this method was thought up by the old man surnamed Xiao.

"He's so fast, we may not be able to get rid of him?" Qi Xiuyong said with a bitter face.

"Stupid, he's fast, but so what? Once he's up to speed, he wants to hide it from our eyes and ears, and follow us without making a sound, do you think he can still do it?"

"When he shows up, I want him to look good. The old man surnamed Xiao said with a grim face.