Rumble!

A violent tremor suddenly sounded, and the dark green trident only held on to the sword for a moment, and then the green light on the whole body dimmed, but the golden sword light did not have the slightest effect, and the brilliance suddenly bloomed, and a crack instantly appeared on the halberd body, and then spread rapidly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Click!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the dark green trident broke inch by inch, and after a crisp sound, it turned into dozens of pieces and scattered them!

At the same time, the golden sword seemed to be completely consumed by this, and after two flashes, it also disappeared into mid-air.

The tall and thin old man on the other side felt the destruction of the wisp of divine consciousness that maintained the magic weapon, and couldn't help but be angry, but at this time, he had no time to care, because in just a few breaths, the dozens of fireballs had already swept across dozens of feet of the sky, instantly drowning his sight.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, the old man sneered, and unhurriedly took out a shining cyan shield from the storage bag and blocked it in front of him.

The surface of this cyan shield flickered with aura, and there were intricate golden spirit patterns around it, which showed that it was not ordinary.

The next moment, the fireball landed on the surface of the shield with great momentum.

A strange scene has happened!

I saw that all the fireballs that collided with the shield, after touching the cyan aura on the shield, disappeared into it one after another, and disappeared in an instant, and the surface of the shield was unharmed, not even a trace of being burned by the smoke and fire was left.

Seeing this, the old man's heart was greatly settled, and when he was about to take out other magic weapons from the storage bag to counterattack, his neck suddenly cooled, and then a bloody arrow shot out and splashed on his face.

Looking down in a daze, the old man was horrified to find that on the right side of his neck, there was an extra hole the thickness of his finger belly, and through the hole, the throat tube had been cut, and blood was still gushing out.

A miserable scream came to his mouth, but he couldn't let it out anyway, and as soon as the old man subconsciously grabbed his neck, he rolled his eyes and fell down from the sky, and fell into the mountains and forests.

Fang Nan, who was dozens of zhang away, saw this scene, but he breathed a sigh of relief, and with a move of his sleeve robe, an invisible sword shot back from the position in front of the old man strangely, and submerged into the Tibetan Sword Bell in Fang Nan's hand.

This tall and thin old man, who had the cultivation of the twelfth layer of Qi refining, actually died under the sneak attack of the Tibetan Sword Zhong Jianmang.

At this time, Fang Nan's complexion was not very good-looking, and there was a faint cold sweat falling from his sideburns, obviously this blow also consumed a lot of money on him.

Indeed, this invisible sword light was the strongest blow that the Hidden Sword Bell could deliver, and the dozens of low-level fireball talismans before were just a means to attract the attention of the other party.

No matter how you say that the realm of this tall and thin old man is also beyond himself, Fang Nan can't use the soul flame because he is afraid of the purple-shirted young man, and if he wants to quickly defeat the other party, he can only use some tricks, otherwise, it will change later, he doesn't know the details of the other party, Fang Nan doesn't want to see that when he is fighting with this person, another batch of reinforcements come.

Looking down, Fang Nan pursed his lips, took the Tibetan Sword Bell back into the storage bag, and immediately swept his divine sense towards the mountains and forests, and after making sure that the old man was dead, he stepped on the Qingling Boat and flew towards the mountains and forests.

Falling in the forest, Fang Nan raised his eyes and saw that the body of the tall and thin old man had crashed into a huge rock half a foot high, his brain had cracked, and his death was quite miserable.

Fang Nan naturally turned a blind eye to the scene in front of him, and after taking off the storage bag on the old man's waist without hesitation, he used the fireball technique to turn the corpse into ashes with a flick of his fingers.

Speaking of which, the reason why the old man died so quickly was inseparable from his light enemy, after all, an ordinary eleventh-layer monk was really not this person's opponent, but Fang Nan's fighting experience and his own strength were far from being comparable to ordinary monks of the same level.

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After half a cup of tea, Fang Nan's figure reappeared in the sky, and he saw a light blue light flying towards him.

It was the purple-shirted young man in the retreat, his face was vain at the moment, and the flying sword under his feet was also shaking, and after Fang Nan groaned slightly, he beckoned the purple-shirted young man to land on his Qingling boat.

After the purple-shirted young man stepped on the spirit boat, he put away his flying sword, bowed to Fang Nan with a grateful face, and said, "In Ling Yuqiu, the Lower Jade Qing Sect, thank you for the rescue." ”

After saying this, he didn't get up immediately, but peeked at Fang Nan with some trepidation.

He saw the scene just now, the white-robed young man in front of him not only cultivated to his own incomprehensible view, but was also able to kill the monk of the twelfth layer of qi refining, it was very possible to say that it was a foundation building monk, he didn't dare to be rude.

Seeing his appearance, Fang Nan bowed his head slightly, and chuckled: "Daoist friends don't need to be polite, they are all brothers in the same sect, so it is naturally not good to stand idly by." ”

"Senior brother, Daoyou is also a monk of our Yuqing Sect, how come he has never met him in the sect?" Ling Yuqiu was obviously stunned, and asked in disbelief after a while.

"In Fangnan, Lower Red Flame Peak, I have been stationed in Linchuanfang City for the past few years, and I only plan to return to the sect today. Fang Nan smiled nonchalantly, "There are thousands of disciples of the Yuqing Sect, and it's normal that Senior Brother Ling doesn't know him. ”

"It turned out to be a senior brother stationed in Linchuanfang City, no wonder. Ling Yuqiu nodded, and saw that the spirit boat under his feet was heading towards the Yuqing Mountain Range, the doubt in his heart dissipated, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile: "That luck is really good to the extreme, and there can be people from the same door to rescue you when you pass through here." ”

But then Ling Yuqiu's expression was a little gloomy, and he said hatefully, "It's a pity that Senior Brother Hu didn't have such good luck, if I hadn't exhausted my mana before, with Senior Brother Hu's strength, how could I be successful by that old thief." ”

Fang Nan glanced at the young man, and saw that the gloomy and annoyed look in his eyes did not seem to be fake, he had a little bottom in his heart, shook his head slightly, and also sighed: "In the next moment, I was careless, and I couldn't make a move in time, it's a pity." ”

"That's the old thief who is despicable and shameless, how can he blame the senior brother?" Ling Yuqiu hurriedly reassured.

Fang Nan sighed lightly, and then as if he remembered something, he frowned and said, "What is the identity of the people who are chasing and killing you and others, in Jixian Mansion, they dare to do something to the disciples of the Yuqing Sect in broad daylight, isn't it impatient to live?"

"I don't know, when I met this person, the other party was in a mortal village with the blood of a living person to sacrifice spirit insects, I happened to bump into it when I passed by, and before I could react, the old thief directly attacked us, it seemed that he wanted to kill people. Ling Yuqiu scratched his head and said with a depressed expression.