Since the monk surnamed Wu died at the hands of Fang Nan, under the causal connection, there was a lot of resentment and hatred in these memories from the spirits, and Fang Nan just ignored these negative emotions and completely ignored them for a while. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

All this that he witnessed from it would only make Fang Nanming's heart more calm, and his pursuit of the Great Dao of Immortality more determined, how could he really be confused by it.

There is a lot of information in the memory fragments of the monk surnamed Wu, and some recent experiences have a lot of things about the recent situation in the southeast, but at this moment, Fang Nan didn't have time to sort them out one by one here, he looked up at the sky, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and went directly to the place where the Qingling Boat fell, and took the red spirit net with it, and took the Lingzhou back into the storage bag.

At this moment, the mana in his body was almost exhausted, and it was not enough to support him to sacrifice the spirit boat out of thin air, so after a little hesitation, Fang Nan pinched the trick with one hand, and used the wind control technique, and with a little tiptoe, he went in the direction of the Yuqing Mountain Range.

At the same time, as soon as the palm of his right hand flipped, a spirit stone appeared in his hand, and a faint aura spread into his body from the palm of his hand, slowly recovering the lost mana.

Speaking of which, although the speed of the Wind Resisting Technique is extremely slow, due to the large number of mountains and forests in the place where he is, as long as he distances himself and escapes into the mountains and forests, even if there are any more monks from the Luanmu Sect, it will be difficult to find himself in a short time.

However, the development of things is always unexpected, as soon as Fang Nan crossed a mountain and walked along the mountain road to the east, there was a thunderous shout behind him: "The thief dares to kill my junior brother, where do you want to escape!"

The cheers were actually spread with mana, even if they were so far away, they were still deafening, Fang Nan's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly looked back.

I saw that in the low air hundreds of zhang away, a tall old man in a yellow shirt stepped on a flying sword, his face was full of anger, and he came straight to him.

"Qi Refining Peak Cultivator!"

The aura on the yellow-shirted old man's body was not concealed in the slightest, and the powerful mana fluctuations were circulating around him, just after taking a look, Fang Nan turned around and accelerated away with a chill in his heart, and he couldn't give birth to the slightest thought of resisting.

"Run, I'd like to see where you can run!"

Seeing Fang Nan's reaction, the old man in the yellow shirt laughed instead of being angry, and urged with a single technique, and the flying sword under his feet was a little faster.

At the same time, his sleeves shook, and the sun rose, and a dark blue disc appeared in front of him.

The disc flew upside down, and after a dripping spin in the air, it actually conjured up five pitch-black blades out of thin air.

Just looking at its appearance, it was somewhat similar to the magic weapon that Huang An used when Fang Nan was fighting with people in Spirit Beast Mountain.

The two fingers leaned forward, and suddenly, the five sharp blades buzzed together, and as soon as the tail of the blade was raised, it shot towards Fang Nan below!

The sound of breaking the air behind him suddenly rose, Fang Nan didn't need to look back, he knew what was going on, and no matter what magic weapon the other party used, with his current physical condition, he couldn't stop it at all.

A flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and as soon as he slapped the storage bag on his waist, the red wooden box containing the blood escape charm appeared in his hand.

Previously, in the "Five Talismans", when Fang Nan learned about the effect of the Blood Escape Talisman from the old man surnamed Luo, he suddenly remembered the father and son surnamed Zheng who were chased and killed by Fu Jian outside Hanzhou Fang City.

At that time, the monk surnamed Zheng turned into a blood light and left, it seemed that he used the blood escape charm, and he escaped several miles away in a blink of an eye, and after that, even Fu Jian, who was a monk in the late stage of foundation building, took a lot of time to catch up with the other party, and it took a lot of time to increase the speed of a qi refining monk to such a point, which shows the power of this charm.

Right now, it seems that he can only use the blood escape charm to escape, although he will lose a lot of essence and blood vitality, and it may hurt the foundation, but compared to his life, these are nothing.

And at this moment, he only heard a crisp sound of "dangchang" behind him, and the sound of the wind that was originally whistling stopped instantly, Fang Nan was stunned and turned around to look.

I saw that on the ground not far from him, five jet-black blades were lined up, and there was no aura at all, and the old man in yellow shirt on the flying sword was obviously stunned, and immediately became furious: "Who is secretly making trouble!

"Quiet place, what are you shouting about? Am I not right in front of you, it's just that my strength is too weak to see it. ”

A faint and clear voice suddenly sounded between the mountains and forests, without the slightest smell of fireworks, ethereal.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, do you really think you can scare He?" After the old man in the yellow shirt searched around, he still didn't find any trace of the person, and immediately sneered, and with a move in his sleeve robe, he planned to recall the pitch-black blade, "When I kill this kid, it's not too late to settle accounts with you." ”

However, in the next moment, a sudden change occurred!

A black giant eagle more than a few feet tall suddenly appeared not far above the flying sword, its dark green eyes were full of coldness, and with a roar, its wings shook suddenly, and two fierce giant claws made of steel were fiercely grabbed at the old man in the yellow shirt!

Boom!

The speed of the black giant eagle was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and the old man of Huangshan had just noticed the change above him, and before he could react, the entire head was under this claw, like a smashed watermelon, cracking open, and his brain was splashing!

"Interesting, my disciple of the Yuqing Sect, when will it be your turn to hunt down and kill?"

In mid-air, there were suddenly ripples, and a figure dressed in simple clothes with long hair and scattered hair quietly emerged, and at the same time, the headless corpse of the old man in the yellow shirt had already fallen heavily to the ground along with the flying sword that had lost its owner.

Seeing this vaguely familiar figure, Fang Nanluo was subconsciously stunned after thinking about it, and it took him a long time to wake up, and said with an incredulous expression: "Uncle Li?"

When the figure with hair heard the voice, he slowly turned around, revealing the delicate face of a cool young man, with white eyebrows and sideburns, who was the monk with the surname next to the water pavilion at the beginning?

Fang Nan's reaction fell in his eyes, the white-eyed young man smiled dumbly, his sleeve robe waved lightly, and the black giant eagle that had already flown dozens of zhang away flew back upside down and landed in front of Fang Nan.

"Let's come up first, there are some little bugs to deal with down there. ”

A clear and warm voice came from the sky, Fang Nan looked at the black eagle in front of him who was as docile as a fowl, and after hesitating for a moment, he still tiptoed a little and landed on the back of the eagle, which was wide and abnormal.

Phew!

With a flick of his wings, the black giant eagle took Fang Nan and swooped up at an astonishing speed, flying towards the white-eyed boy.