When he returned to the house, by the candlelight, Xiao Fan saw two lines of words carved on the wall of the bedroom: "If there is an accident, don't read it, take something and leave, keep cultivating, be the strongest person in the mainland, and look for you in the future." ”

The handwriting was sloppy, apparently written in an emergency.

Xiao Fan stood in the house stunned for a while, although he didn't know what happened during the day, but looking at the broken blade in the courtyard, he must have experienced a fight here, was it the Du family who tracked it down? Or did his father's enemy find it?

However, looking at the message of the father on the wall, it was obviously written before leaving, thinking that the father should be okay and has already left this place.

"Take something out of here"

Xiao Fan's heart moved, and he understood what his father was referring to, so he walked to the corner of the bedroom and lifted the stone slab on the ground, the Phoenix Flame God box was still there, and there was a small bag of silver coins and a ring with a simple shape that was not gold or jade, which were obviously left by his father.

Xiao Fan put all the things in his arms, didn't stay long, and left the home where he had lived with his father for more than ten years by night.

Zhuang can't stay, and the only place Xiao Fan can think of going is in the mountains.

As soon as he walked to the foot of the mountain, Xiao Fan suddenly saw two figures in front of him standing opposite each other, a few feet away and motionless.

Both were dressed in black, and one of them had a silver mask glistening in the moonlight.

"No, isn't this Silver Mask Man Durin's brother?

Xiao Fan suddenly stopped, his face stiffened, and his heart became uneasy.

It's just that the two black-clothed people in front of them didn't pay attention to Xiao Fan, nor did they move, they just stood there facing each other, still not moving.

There was no cover in the open space all around, Xiao Fan didn't dare to move, stood in place and looked at the two of them, and slowly looked carefully.

It turned out that between the two people, there was a mass of air that was constantly changing in shape from left to right and churning, and although the two were standing, they were pushing each other with their hands, obviously competing with each other, and the air mass must have been caused by the exercises of the two people.

Hi!

Suddenly, one of them let out a loud shout, jumped forward, and slapped his palms at the other.

Bang! The churning air mass burst, and the two of them separated as quickly as possible......

"There is no end to the sea of blood!"

The silver-masked man snorted coldly, waved his hands, and the blood-red spiritual power instantly formed a large net covering the sky and the earth, roaring towards the black-clothed man opposite.

The man in black didn't dare to slack off, his left hand raised a jade pendant out of thin air, and his right hand quickly compared to it and didn't know what to write, shouting "Cloud Dragon Change", and suddenly a dragon head was drilled out of the jade pendant, and the dragon head flew forward at the same time as it became larger rapidly, and in an instant, a hundred-zhang long spiritual dragon shook its head and tail and pounced on the silver mask man opposite.

Ji Xiaofan, who was in the distance, hurriedly hid to the side and squatted down and quietly watched the fight between the two, such a whimsical and shocking fight Ji Xiaofan saw it for the first time, and he was both scared and excited.

Boom, boom, several continuous muffled sounds, the black-clothed man and the masked man's blood-colored net, Yunlong collided desperately several times, and finally exploded at the same time, and the two of them were swept over dozens of feet away by the wave of spiritual power, and each spurted blood from his mouth.

The two of them landed and immediately got up, rushed together again, attacked each other dozens of times with their hands as fast as lightning, and finally shouted at the same time, bang, neither of them did defense, and each hit each other with their moves.

The man in black fell to the ground, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his body trembled a few times, and finally slowly softened to the ground without moving, obviously from his injuries and died.

The silver-masked man couldn't see his face clearly, and he didn't know the severity of his injuries, so he stood in place and shook it for a while, then sat down and tapped himself twice.

"Boy, get here!"

Suddenly, a cold and stiff voice sounded.

Xiao Fan looked around, there was no one else around, and the silver-masked man must be calling him.

Xiao Fan hesitated in his heart, there was nothing to hide in the empty space around, he didn't dare to run, I was afraid that he couldn't run away, he rubbed it for a while, and moved forward slowly.

"Hmm!"

The masked man saw that Xiao Fan had walked to him, raised his chin slightly to signal the long sword on the ground in front of him, and said coldly: "Pick up the sword on the ground and stab that person, quick, stab him!"

Xiao Fan pretended to be very scared, and said resignedly: "Big, adult, I, I haven't held a sword, he is already dead, why do you want to stab him!"

"Hmph, idiot, I'll stab you if I tell you, hurry up, or I'll kill you first!"

The masked man was angry, his angry body trembled, and he scolded Xiao Fan loudly.

Xiao Fan's eyes found the condition of the masked man, and he knew in his heart that he was also seriously injured, and he definitely couldn't move, otherwise he wouldn't force Xiao Fan to kill him, his eyes rolled for a moment, and he made a decision in his heart.

Xiao Fan picked up the sword on the ground, staggered, pretended not to hold the sword on the surface, secretly ran the dragon elephant moving mountain technique, raised his feet and walked towards the man in black, and suddenly his body spun, and the long sword stabbed at the masked man behind him as fast as lightning.

All this was between lightning and sparks, completely beyond the expectation of the masked man, who would have thought that a person who looked clumsy and stupid would kill himself like thunder.

Poof!

Originally, Ji Xiaofan and the masked man's cultivation were different from heaven and earth, but first, the masked man was seriously injured, and secondly, the masked man was defenseless, Ji Xiaofan's true martial arts realm peak dragon elephant three stacks of strength struck with all his strength, and the long sword actually penetrated the masked man's chest, and the remaining strength took the masked man more than two zhang away and nailed it to the ground.

The mask spurted blood, and he tried his best to raise his hand to point at Ji Xiaofan, but he couldn't lift it, and finally he couldn't hang down and died on the spot.

Ji Xiaofan's face was pale, and his whole body trembled slightly, this was the first time he used a sword, and it was also the first time he killed someone, but he didn't expect that killing people was so simple, but it was also so bloody and cruel.

Taking a deep breath, he forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his chest and the surge in his throat, and Xiao Fan sat on the ground with his ass.

Killing people is by no means Xiao Fan's original intention, but today this masked man is Du Lin's senior brother, that day Xiao Fan saw them kill Ah Liang in order to practice, and all the thirty-six teenagers on the village were killed, this silver mask man is extremely evil and innocent, once he is allowed to resume his operation, maybe Xiao Fan will also suffer, and he can kill him today, which can be regarded as revenge for those young men who died tragically in the village.

Suddenly, with two snaps, two snaps, Ji Xiaofan's back was slapped twice in a row, and he couldn't move for a moment.

"Haha, good boy, what a pig and a tiger, Blood Thirteen and I have been fighting since the afternoon, but I didn't expect to be killed by you in the end, haha, okay, Lao Tzu is happy, hahaha......"

One person slowly turned around from behind Ji Xiaofan, and when Xiaofan saw it, he was stunned.

This person is the man in black who fought against the masked man, isn't he already dead? How can he stand in front of him in a good manner, and he also restrained his body, Ji Xiaofan was horrified in his heart.

"How is it? I'm surprised, Lao Tzu has been in the world for decades, and there are many means, as long as you can hold on to the end and kill the other party, it is victory, and now it is Blood Thirteen who is dead, and it is I Chengjian Mountain who is standing here, hahaha......"

Xiao Fan saw the black-clothed man in front of him clearly through the night, this person was in his forties, seven feet tall, with sword eyebrows and a half-foot-long beard on his chin, but he had a dignified appearance, listening to him call himself Jianshan, I thought this was his name.

"But do you know who you killed?

Cheng Jianshan looked at the corpse on the ground, and said slowly: "This person's name is Blood Thirteen, his official identity is the leader of the Blood Floating Slaughter in Plateau County, and he is also the thirteenth ranked Blood Saint Son of the Blood Demon Sect, and he is the descendant disciple of the Blood Old Demon, you little doll actually killed the Blood Saint Son, I am afraid that there is no place for you in the world, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

Hearing Cheng Jianshan say this, Ji Xiaofan's heart twitched, he actually got into such a big trouble, it was really a disaster, if the Blood Demon Sect really tracked him down, with his current cultivation, I am afraid that he would die and be lifeless.

Cheng Jianshan slowly moved to sit down in front of Xiao Fan, looked at Xiao Fan with a look of regret, looked at Xiao Fan whose face was constantly changing, but there was a sly smile in his eyes.

"However, you little guy is very much to my taste, now that I am seriously injured and unable to move myself, I need you to escort me out of this place, as long as you serve me well, I will accept you as a disciple, and then the Blood Demon Sect will not have to worry about it, how about it?"

Xiao Fan let out a long sigh, calmed down a bit, and understood the purpose of Cheng Jianshan's first scare and then persuasion, he was now seriously injured, and he lacked someone to escort him back to the sect.