In the back mountain of Vientiane Mountain, two figures walked in the air, not affected by gravity at all.

One is an old man in gray and a man in black.

There are constant battles in the air, and all kinds of martial arts come out together, and the power is terrifying.

The gray-clothed old man held a long sword in his hand, like an old swordsman who had gone through the years, and his sword moves changed endlessly.

The young man in black had messy long hair, a hideous face, a trace of anger around his body, and two scimitars in his hands, like an evil demon.

Zhou Chen just followed them from a distance, and did not dare to approach, for fear of being affected by their battle.

Soon, the two people who fought were separated from each other, and one was shot to the ground.

Zhou Chen cautiously followed, and it didn't take long for Zhou Chen to see the old man lying on the ground, covered in blood.

Another young man fell not far away, stood with a knife, looked at the figure lying on the ground, and spoke, with sarcasm in his tone: "Old thing, you chased and killed me for three days and three nights, I didn't expect to be killed by me, the seven elders of the dignified Canglan Sword Sect are going to die here today, it's a pity!"

"Old thing, do you have any last wishes?"

The man in black came to the old man's side and said with a sneer, his eyes full of banter.

"Yin Feifei, if you want to kill, you will kill, why bother talking nonsense, it's just that my Fan is unwilling, and I will die at the hands of you, a treacherous wicked. The old man lying on the ground spoke, his tone slightly sad and indignant.

"In that case, then you should die!" the man named Yin Feifei sneered, and the scimitar in his hand slashed at the old man lying on the ground.

Fan Qiu's bones were broken in half at this moment, and he had no power to resist at all, looking at the scimitar slowly coming towards him, his heart was endlessly sad, he closed his eyes, and waited for death.

I didn't expect that my Fan Qiu would be jealous and evil all my life, kill the traitor and evil criminal, and uphold justice, and today I will fall into the hands of the treacherous and evil, which is really sad!

The expectation that the pain would not appear couldn't help but make Fan Qiu wonder in his heart, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.

I saw that Yin Feifei's scimitar stopped in mid-air and did not fall.

Fan Qiu was puzzled and said: "Yin Feifei, if you want to do it, you can do it, the old man has lived for a hundred years, is he still afraid of death." ”

I saw Yin Feifei show a playful smile and said, "What kind of old thing, before killing you, I want to dispose of a small shrimp first." ”

Fan Qiu didn't understand Yin Feifei's words, and he was puzzled.

Yin Feifei turned to look in one direction, with a grim smile on his face, and said, "Don't hide, let's get out!"

"Oh no! ”

Zhou Chen, who was hiding not far away, saw this scene, and couldn't help but secretly say something bad in his heart, and he was a little flustered when he was discovered.

"Zhou Chen, run, he is an immortal cultivator in the Jindan Realm!" At this time, Long Mu's voice sounded in Zhou Chen's mind.

"Immortal cultivator of the Jindan Realm!"

Zhou Chen couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, without the slightest hesitation, he pulled his legs and ran.

The immortal cultivators of the Jindan Realm, if they are caught up, they will definitely lose their lives.

Zhou Chen had just heard their conversation, and judging from the conversation, the man in black must not be a good person.

The people of the Jindan Realm are immortal cultivators, and they are no longer mortals, they have already mastered some of the natural power of the Heavenly Dao.

Zhou Chen had just run a few steps, and he felt a huge force surging towards him from all directions, and the figure running forward slowly stiffened in place, restrained by an invisible force.

"I'm actually imprisoned!"

Seeing this situation, Zhou Chen couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart.

Yin Feifei walked from behind Zhou Chen, his eyes were playful, and his voice was playful, "Hehe! A mortal in the acquired realm, his courage is not small! It's just a pity that he will die here at a young age." ”

Hearing Yin Feifei's words, Zhou Chen hurriedly smiled and said, "My lord, I didn't see or hear anything, I was just passing by." ”

Yin Feifei ignored Zhou Chen's words, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

Feeling the murderous intent in Yin Feifei's eyes, Zhou Chen was nervous in his heart, and kept calling Long Mu with his spirit.

The only hope that Zhou Chen can place his hopes on at this moment is Long Mu, from the time he knew Long Mu to the present, although the time was not long, Long Mu always gave Zhou Chen an unfathomable look.

called Long Mu a few times with his spirit, but for some reason Long Mu didn't answer him, which made Zhou Chen have a bad premonition.

The person in front of him is an immortal cultivator in the Jindan realm, and he is just a cultivator who has just stepped into the acquired realm, and the gap between the two is vast, and it is impossible for him to escape.

"Yin Feifei, if you want to kill me, you will come to kill me, why bother to be a mortal, let that mortal go, come and kill the old man!" At this time, Fan Qiu, who was not far away, said.

"Ridiculous!" Yin Feifei's voice was sarcastic, and he said: "Old thing, when you are dying, you still think about others, since you want to die so much, then I will fulfill you." ”

Yin Feifei walked towards Fan Qiu, he was not in a hurry to kill Zhou Chen now, it was just an acquired realm, and he could pinch it to death at will.

But Fan Qiu is different, Fan Qiu is the same existence as him, they are all cultivators of the Jindan Realm, and the threat of Fan Qiu is greater than that of Zhou Chen.

Although Fan Qiu is now seriously injured, after all, he is the strength of the Jindan Realm, and he is no longer a mortal, if he is allowed to recover, he will definitely pose a great threat to himself.

Towards Fan Qiu, a trace of mystical power appeared on Yin Feifei's body, and then, the scimitar was about to cut out, heading straight for Fan Qiu's throat.

Burst!

Just when Yin Feifei just swung the scimitar and was about to fall, he saw a dark red long sword piercing through Yin Feifei's chest, the tip of the sword was exposed, and the scimitar he swung out stopped somewhere, and then fell weakly, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

Then, he turned his head hard, his eyes were cold, full of unwillingness, looking at Zhou Chen, who was stunned there, with a confused face, and then slowly fell to the ground, and then, there was no life at all.

Zhou Chen was stunned there, with a bewildered look on his face.

What's going on, the immortal cultivators of the Jindan Realm were killed like this.

I only heard Long Mu's voice slowly sounding in Zhou Chen's mind, with a complaint in his tone, he looked very weak, and said: "Zhou Chen, you guy is really going to make trouble for me, the strength that the master has finally recovered will be squeezed dry by you sooner or later!"

Zhou Chen smiled slightly, he was very grateful to Long Mu in his heart, he was rescued by Long Mu this time.

Fan Qiu, who was not far away, was stunned, his eyes were in disbelief, what he saw.

After a long time, Fan Qiu's face was complicated, and he muttered: "Yin Feifei, who ranked sixth on the list of villains in Kyoto, was actually killed, and the person who killed him was still a teenager from the acquired realm. ”

Zhou Chen came back to his senses at this moment, without the slightest hesitation, and ran away without the slightest drag.

"Wait, lad!"

Seeing Zhou Chen leaving, Fan Qiu hurriedly spoke.

Zhou Chen didn't pay attention to Fan Qiu, and quickly walked towards the Vientiane Sect, he was now not far from the Vientiane Sect.

After walking for a long time, Zhou Chen suddenly stopped, thinking about it, and then returned the same way.

Returning to his previous position, Zhou Chen saw Fan Qiu, who was covered in injuries, lying on the ground, and not far from him, it was Yin Feifei, who had lost his life.