A Wu Fan rode a yellow bull, and this pair appeared to be just right everywhere. After all, Wu Fan is a young man at the moment, and he has become a descendant of Dijiang who has become a yellow bull, and he is not tall. Wu Fan rode it and walked through one section after another. Wu Fan was looking forward to Leng Nangong appearing as soon as possible, since he wanted to settle his grievances here, why delay it any longer?

From time to time, Wu Fan would shout into the air, saying something provocative to Leng Nangong, plus the North Han North Palace. Wu Fan didn't believe that Leng Nangong could control this dream for so long, and he could still change into this extremely real dream. It must be the two bigwigs of Beihan and Beigong who are secretly helping Leng Nangong.

When Wu Fan provoked the sky, Xiao Huang also screamed at the sky. For the appearance of this bull, the descendants of Dijiang are quite dissatisfied. It can't wait to kill that Leng Nangong now.

However, Leng Nangong never replied, and Wu Fan had to ride the bull and continue to guide the voyeuristic factors of the foot sun bladder meridians. In this tiny world, the voyeuristic factor is like a grain of sand, slowly entering the middle dantian qi sea, this speed makes Wu Fan quite dissatisfied, but Leng Nangong refuses to come out for a long time, and Wu Fan can only guide slowly like this.

After a year like this, Wu Fan finally introduced the voyeuristic factor of the foot sun bladder through the acupoints into the middle dantian qi sea, and there was more purple in this qi sea. But Wu Fan was still not satisfied, it was too slow. Wu Fan then guided the voyeuristic factors of the acupuncture points of the Zu Shao Yang gallbladder meridians.

And Xiao Huang has already carried Wu Fan through many places in this tiny world, passing through one village after another, and the big city has always wanted to go in, but Wu Fan didn't give an order, it didn't dare to go in.

Wandering gradually, Wu Fan waited for Leng Nangong to appear while cultivating.

This year, the spring rain fell. Wu Fan and Xiao Huang took a short rest under a city wall. Outside the city wall, a person carrying a long knife on his back pulled it out in the rain and pointed at Wu Fan: "Wu Fan, I've kept you waiting." ”

Wu Fan looked at the long knife in the man's hand, it was a long scimitar.

Wu Fan said: "Leng Nangong, are you finally willing to enter your dream realm and fight with me?"

The man said, "To kill you, you don't need the young master to make a move." Wu Fan, this spring rain scimitar, I hope to be able to fully understand your grievances with our young master when this spring rain stops. ”

Wu Fan said: "The grievances of your young master should be brought by your young master himself." You, Beihan or Beigong?"

"It's not Beihan or Beigong, but I can fight you on behalf of the young master. Don't you dare to take it?" said the man proudly.

Wu Fan laughed and said: "I don't dare to accept it? I have clear grievances, and whoever has a grudge against me, I will find someone." You have a relationship with me, a grudge against me, it seems like nothing. So, you're not qualified to fight me, it's not that I don't dare to take your call. ”

"I'm quite good at saying, since you have no grievances and friendships with me, from this moment on, we have indissoluble grievances, grievances that can only be resolved by life and death of one party. ”

Wu Fan said: "Since you deliberately want to be my enemy, then, please start your performance." When the man heard this, the scimitar slashed in the rain, and the dazzling blade was like frost, and it was difficult to break the spring rain with a wave. But this knife was extremely fierce, and Wu Fan had to ride a bull and run wildly, which was an escape. The man's scimitar was immediately thrown out, and he was about to cut into Wu Fan's back heart, but Wu Fan expected that the enemy still had the ability to take the lead, so he avoided it in advance. The man was shocked, but the Spring Rain Scimitar was still swirling in the air, attacking Wu Fan for the second time. But he was still avoided by Wu Fan.

Xiao Huang's speed naturally did not have the perverted speed of the descendants of Di Jiang, but at this moment, it was far beyond the speed of Wu Fan's imperial sword's flight, and he finally threw off that person.

Wu Fan was in a very bad mood, when he faced the man with the knife, his heart was full of fear, he thought that he was just a person who made a knife, but he didn't expect this person's sword skills to be strong, and when he looked at his momentum, he had already practiced in the martial arts.

Wu Fan's current attack and killing skills do not have the momentum of Qi Gang, and when he fights with this person's sword technique, there is no chance of winning.

It's just that when Xiao Huang ran away thousands of miles away with Wu Fan, he met another person, a woman holding a spring rain scimitar, and the appearance of a woman was the appearance of Nangong Yu. When Nangong Yu saw Wu Fan, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Wu Fan, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come to harm." ”

"Aren't you dead?" Wu Fan was a little shocked, but Nangong Yu's answer reminded him: "In my son's dream, I will always be alive. ”

"Well, you haven't educated your son well. Wu Fan said.

"Educate my son well? Wu Fan, are you afraid that my son will seek revenge on you. My son's cultivation has encountered a bottleneck, and the key to solving this problem is you. How much damage you have caused to the Leng family, your death is also difficult to compensate. Why should you run away? Nangong Yuzu said.

Wu Fan said: "It is a painful thing to talk to a group of unreasonable people. ”

"Putting aside the matter of the Leng family, you haven't been looking for you yet. Nangong Yuzu said.

Wu Fan said: "You are already dead, is it interesting? Nangong Yu, you are tired of living, but I didn't expect to be so tired when you die." ”

"Hehe, it seems that you don't like to be reasonable, and you don't like to listen to people's reasoning. This spring rain scimitar is specially designed to solve personal grievances. is the so-called grievances and grievances in the rivers and lakes. Wu Fan, died under the scimitar of the spring rain, that is where your fate lies. Nangong Yu said with a smile, and the spring rain scimitar slashed through the spring rain again, bringing out bursts of frost, and the knife was swift.

Wu Fan didn't run away now, even if he escaped, he would encounter it again. This is Leng Nangong's dream, only by facing these people and defeating these people will this dream be broken.

Looking at the whirling trajectory of the spring rain scimitar and the falling spring rain, Wu Fan couldn't help but close his eyes and feel the speed of the raindrops falling and the speed of the spring scimitar. When the spring rain scimitar approached, Wu Fan expected the enemy to take the lead, gently avoided it, and still sat lightly on Xiao Huang's back, every time he dodged an attack, Xiao Huang let out a scream to cheer for Wu Fan, and the bull's face showed a cheerful smile.

Nangong Yu saw that Wu Fan was not dealt with by dozens of consecutive attacks, and with a coquettish sound, she rushed in the spring rain, soaking wet, showing ****, and bursts of soft groaning sounds, making the spring rain scimitar run without any rules to follow. However, Wu Fan opened his eyes, and when the Spring Moon Scimitar flew to his neck, he did not avoid it with the enemy's first opportunity, but pinched the index finger and thumb of his right hand and pinched the Spring Rain Scimitar.