Wu Fan passed by the night city, and attacked Qingxuanzi at the same time with the Beihan Beigong. Qing Xuanzi laughed and said, "Let you taste the taste of peeling off the cocoon." Qing Xuanzi flew out of the red silk thread with both hands, and immediately attacked Wu Fan and the other three, Wu Fan's whole body was burning with purple fire, the red silk thread did not dare to approach, and the two of them in the Beihan and Beigong were surrounded by frost, and the red silk thread could not invade for a while. Qing Xuanzi's eyes flashed red, and he said coldly: "Then, what about the bloodthirsty divine thoughts!"

The two of them flew out of the Ice Ling Light at the same time, and quickly stabbed at the right hand of Qing Xuanzi who was holding the Cold South Palace, and Wu Fan also shot out a purple fire, attacking it one after the other with the Ice Ling Light of the Shuangbei. The light of the ice Ling pierced through Qing Xuanzi's right wrist, piercing a small hole.

Qing Xuanzi was shocked, only to find out that this was the Kanglong Ice Sword of the Way of Ice Dreams, a spiritual attack weapon condensed by sacrificing a hundred years of longevity. Qing Xuanzi was a little unconvinced, because the Kanglong Ice Sword of the Ice Dream Dao could only be taught to those who had a true lineage, and only then could they cultivate this spiritual power weapon.

But Qing Xuanzi didn't have time to think about it, Wu Fan's purple fire, taking advantage of this opportunity, attacked Qing Xuanzi's right wrist, and his right wrist was immediately incinerated by the purple fire, and Qing Xuanzi was even more ruthless, directly cutting off his right hand with a sword, and soon, he gave birth to a new hand.

Wu Fan's purple fire attack finally cut off Qing Xuanzi's traction to Leng Nangong's qi machine. Leng Nangong was at the moment of life and death, watching Shuangbei fight for his life, and naturally looked for all the opportunities of infinite possibilities. The qi machine was no longer pulled by Qing Xuanzi, and Qing Xuanzi, who had cut off his right hand, suddenly lost control of Leng Nangong.

Leng Nangong immediately turned into a red silk thread and scattered in all directions, and Leng Nangong's cold voice full of extreme resentment and shame sounded everywhere: "Qing Xuanzi, today's hatred, I don't share the sky, I will wash the Xuanxu Sect with blood one day!"

Beihan Beigong immediately used the way of ice dreams to escape, and Wu Fan also immediately teleported violently, but how good Qing Xuanzi was, the red silk thread that Leng Nangong escaped was sucked half by him, and the ice dreams of the two people in Beihan and Beigong were also cracked, and the entire body of the two of them withered.

And Wu Fan, Qing Xuanzi blasted out with a punch, bombarding Wu Fan in the mountains thousands of miles away, and pierced out directly from the hole, and in an instant, Qing Xuanzi approached again: "It's a good thing for me, if it weren't for Elder Tianji, I would have destroyed you a long time ago." Qing Xuanzi bombarded out with another palm, and Wu Fan's whole person was beaten thousands of miles away. Wu Fan could feel the pain of piercing his heart and eating his bones, and Qing Xuanzi also intended to invade the red silk thread into his body, which clearly wanted him to die.

Wu Fan roared in his heart: "This grandson really likes to push the reason for not being successful on women, why is it not because Yeluo City killed me early, you are not capable of killing me." Wu Fan immediately forcibly teleported away desperately, but he was still slapped by Qing Xuanzi, and Wu Fan felt that the bones in his whole body were a little cracked. Wu Fan gritted his teeth, teleported violently, and constantly used teleportation, at the beginning, Qing Xuanzi could still stick to Wu Fan, and from time to time he sent out long-range spell attacks to hit Wu Fan, making Wu Fan's back a bloody mist, but under Wu Fan's hundreds of consecutive teleportations regardless of life and death, a teleportation can reach thousands of miles with all his strength, and hundreds of such teleportations have opened up a million miles with Qing Xuanzi.

Qing Xuanzi Star Immortal Stage Cultivator, he can also feel that Wu Fan's speed is too perverted, and the average Divine Stage cultivator, in a critical situation, it is a lot to perform two or three teleportations, but Wu Fan has performed hundreds of teleportations in a row, what kind of concept is this, is it possible that the Yuan Force on his body is so rich? Or is it because he has the Samadhi True Fire that he can continuously perform teleportation?

Qing Xuanzi was a little puzzled by Wu Fan's ability to teleport for a while. The reason why Qing Xuanzi chased Wu Fan was because he had already practiced the magic power of illusion demons, and he didn't pay attention to Leng Nangong, and Wu Fan's samadhi true fire, strong body, and explosive power made Qing Xuanzi pay more attention to it at this moment.

When Qing Xuanzi wanted to pursue again, he got an order from Xuanxu Sect. Because, the collapse of the twelve mountains outside the Zhengshan Gate of the Xuanxu Sect has destroyed the pattern of suppression, making the Xuanxu Mountain Range chaotic, and strange things have continued to appear within the entire Xuanxu Sect, and there are internal coaxing and fighting, and some high-level private contradictions that could have been suppressed because of the interests of the sect and the overall situation have erupted at this moment. The disciples of the Xuanxu Sect between each regional force also fought with each other over a trivial matter. The high-level of the Xuanxu Sect saw that the real reason for all this was that the Xuanxu Mountain Range was full of earthly qi, and many people were infected with the earthly evil qi, and some of them were difficult to control with their senses. If it is not suppressed in time, the qi of the entire Xuanxu Sect will be washed away by the murderous qi of the earth's leyline.

Therefore, the high-level of the Xuanxu Sect summoned all the people who cultivated above the ninth level of the Divine Soul to suppress the evil qi of the earth veins before the Zhengshan Gate. However, the high-level of the Xuanxu Sect still sent more than a hundred people in the Transformation Stage to pursue Wu Fan and the others.

But because there was no Tianji Valley, it was impossible for the Xuanxu Sect to accurately locate Wu Fan and the others. In this way, it will be quite easy for Wu Fan and the others to escape, and they will not escape the last wave of pursuit, and before they have much rest, the next wave of pursuers will appear behind their buttocks.

Shuangbei took Leng Nangong into a big snowy mountain in Xuanxu Star, in the land of ice and snow, it was the best place for those who cultivated the way of ice dreams, and it was also the easiest place to recover after being injured. Leng Nangong and Shuangbei hid in a deep cave under the snowfield. Shuangbei and the two of them were protecting the Dharma at the entrance of the cave, while Liaohua was suffering from pain all over their bodies. Escaping from Qing Xuanzi's men, Leng Nangong and Shuangbei both felt very lucky, if Qing Xuanzi was determined to pursue them, they would definitely be killed. They know it very well.

At this moment, Leng Nangong's face was pale, and the artistic conception of the cultivation realm fell to the first level of the star spirit stage, and he fled all the way, blindly pursuing speed, almost exhausting the yuan power of the whole body, plus the fall of the cultivation realm, which had a great impact on his divine thoughts and his ice dream Dao method.

At this moment, he was considered to have lost all his magic power and exhausted his yuan power, but he cheered up and looked at Shuangbei, and couldn't help but kneel, Shuangbei immediately helped Leng Nangong up, but Leng Nangong had to kneel alive or dead, and the two of Beihan and Beigong had to kneel down as such. Leng Nangong said: "Two uncles, when you enter Tianji Valley, I want you to die, I'm sorry." But, from now on, you are my father!"

Shuangbei was very moved by Leng Nangong's move, and the two of them had crystal flashes in their eyes, they knew that Leng Nangong still had feelings in his heart, after all, he had a conscience, Leng Wutian had always been kind to his family, they believed that the young master Leng Nangong was the same, and they felt that everything they had paid for Leng Nangong was worth it at the moment.