"Boom!" The third step came out, Zheng Qianqiu descended in front of Yang Yufan with a crushing attitude, and then he raised his fist and blasted towards Yang Yufan, the furious golden true yuan, as if to cut everything, making Yang Yufan feel his scalp tingle. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yang Yufan could only gather and recover his qi and blood after a period of time. I saw his footsteps, and when Zheng Qianqiu's fist arrived, the blood-colored giant tiger blasted out, and a loud bang came out, the wind and waves destroyed the giant tiger, and the terrifying true yuan hit Yang Yufan's body, making him snort, and retreated frantically, a mouthful of blood spit out, and there were several cracks in the tendons and veins in his body.

Fortunately, Yang Yufan's physical body is strong and his defense is unparalleled, after all, the physical body of a medium-grade magic weapon is not a joke.

"Crazy. The crowd watched as they stepped forward again, their bodies rushing out like the wind, murderous and wild.

Yang Yufan raised his head, his faint eyes were full of murderous aura, and as the figure approached, the murderous aura became more and more intense.

"Senior Brother Zheng, please stop!" At this moment, a Miaoman's body weapon came, Zheng Qianqiu's fist stopped in front of Yang Yufan, and the terrifying aura blew on Yang Yufan's face, making his long hair fly.

Zheng Qianqiu didn't look at Yang Yufan, who was close at hand, but looked up at the figure of Tsing Yi in the void.

"Ji Qing'er. Zheng Qianqiu looked at the figure that landed from the void.

"How about giving my junior sister a face?" Qing'er said, her little hand clutching the golden sword. Zheng Qianqiu glanced at Yang Yufan, his eyes were as plain as water, and he obviously didn't take it seriously.

"Okay, since Senior Sister Qing'er has spoken, I'll stop this matter. Zheng Qianqiu's eyes flashed with a strange color when she turned around, and in a state where no one was noticing, a pink mist quietly penetrated Qing'er's sea of consciousness and entangled her soul.

And for this, Qing'er didn't notice it at all.

The crowd looked at Zheng Qianqiu's back, and they all had a hint of admiration, no one knew about the demonic characters of Xuanyuan Sect. Zheng Qianqiu entered the sect at the age of fourteen, and it took three years to reach the realm that some people can't reach in a lifetime, the Danfu realm.

Tianyan is divided into thirteen orders, each of which has an advantage in cultivation speed, the cultivation speed of the second order increases by four times, the third order is six times, and so on, the highest thirteenth order is twenty-six times.

Twenty-six times doesn't seem like much, but you must know that the further a monk's cultivation goes, the longer it will take to ascend to a higher realm, and in the last few stages, it is possible to improve a level of cultivation in 10,000 years, 100,000 years, or even a million years. At this time, the cultivation speed of the high-level Heavenly Eye was particularly important.

Qing'er saw that Zheng Qianqiu had already left, so she hurriedly ran to Yang Yufan's side and asked with concern: "Brother Fan, are you okay, quickly take this raw bone pill." ”

Qing'er quickly took out the pill from the Qiankun bag and gave it to Yang Yufan.

And now Yang Yufan has already reached the point where he has run out of oil and dried up, he has already been hit hard when he fought with Guo Hong before, and he has resisted the blow of Zheng Qianqiu, a Danfu realm powerhouse, it is already a miracle that he can still stand up.

"Take me back to the Little Formation Peak. After Yang Yufan said this sentence weakly, he fell softly into Ji Qinger's arms. Such a scene can see many sect disciples, that envy, jealousy and hatred!

The red light flashed, and the red silk supported Yang Yufan and the two of them, and flew towards the direction of the small array peak. Fang Jianyi's shock in the crowd was the strongest, among the many disciples, he was the first to know Yang Yufan, at that time, he faced an extremely difficult situation for a small monk who was refining qi threefold, but he didn't expect that in just over two months, even the sevenfold monk who took the high-grade magic weapon was killed by him.

The last sword also made Fang Jian unforgettable for a long time, it was really shocking and powerful, even he, who was born with a sword body, seemed to be crushed by the sword momentum exuded by Yang Yufan.

"Get rich!" the fat man exclaimed in surprise and rushed to the place where Senior Brother Pang was.

It was only then that Senior Brother Pang recovered from his shock, only to hear him mutter, "Win, win..."

He couldn't believe that he actually won, although Yang Yufan and a few of them won tens of thousands of spirit stones, but there were many people who couldn't stop picking up cheap. Senior Brother Pang still has some spirit stones to earn. As long as you don't lose, that's the biggest winner, Senior Brother Pang thought to himself.

"I really don't need this trip today. This is the voice of many disciples.

............

After a day of careful care by Qing'er, Yang Yufan's injuries are slowly recovering, but the broken tendons and veins in his body still need a lot of time to recuperate.

Yang Yufan's eyes opened, and a sharp sword flashed among them, and the sword light slowly converged, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, stood up and walked out.

After the battle with Guo Hong, the sword qi in Yang Yufan's body was refined a few more points, and after a period of time, he was able to burn the Heavenly Sword in the Heavenly Vision Ring to increase its power.

Pushing open the stone door of the secret room, Yang Yufan walked out, and Qing'er and they were already waiting here.

"Master, it's okay. Xiao Xuexue said sweetly, she had cultivated the full version of the "Nine Transformations Xuangong", and naturally knew that the recovery speed of this divine skill was amazing.

"How is Brother Fan?" Ji Qing'er looked up and down at Yang Yufan with a pair of beautiful eyes like water, and said with concern.

"Haha!" Yang Yufan smiled, looking at the concerned eyes of several people, he was in a good mood: "It's okay, you can recover to your peak in just a few days of recuperation." ”

"It's okay, it's okay. Qian Le patted his chest: "Boss, don't you know, looking at you standing on the battle platform covered in blood, where is my heart fat man...... , I can't wait to rush to the battlefield to block the attack for the boss. ”

"You fat man is embarrassed to say in your heart, what's the matter, the little uncle has already passed out, but you didn't run over to visit at the first time, you only knew to run to get your spirit stone. Hmph!" Xiao Xue snorted coldly and told Yang Yufan about Qian Le.

"What do you little girl know, fat man, I am here to protect everyone's property safety, so I entered the crowd for the first time and got the gambling money back for you. The fat man said righteously: "Without me, can you get the spirit stone of Baihuahua so quickly? ”

Qian Le said that he took out a small hammer from the Qiankun bag, the small hammer was crystal clear, very cute, and the seven heavenly patterns were imprinted on it, which added a bit of beauty. Yang Yufan took the small hammer, and a true qi was transported in, and suddenly, the small hammer became longer in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it was huge, and a cold air swept through the space.

The cold air sat on the body, everyone present couldn't help but shudder, Yang Yufan hurriedly withdrew his true qi, and the giant hammer returned to its previous small and delicate cute appearance: "This is the hammer in Guo Hong's hand." ”

The fat man said triumphantly: "That's right, this is a high-grade magic weapon that is difficult to buy even with spirit stones. ”