Although the Li family in Xianyin Village is not a big family, it is also famous, and in Han Zixie's generation, the Li family has produced a genius boy named Li Fan. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He was born with two kinds of spiritual roots in his body, the fire spirit root and the rare wind spirit root, and his comprehension was also extremely high, and soon after entering the immortal cultivation dojo, he squeezed into the top ten immortal pride of the Immortal Yin Village.

When he completed the WTO entry assessment, the family passed on the heirloom, the banana iron fan, to him, making him even more powerful.

He, along with Beiming Zijue, Zhang Bochong, and Yuan Xiaowei, were all members of the Ximen Dongyu Rouyi Ugly Four Elephant Immortal Class, and he was fighting with the three black-clothed men in the fog at the moment.

He wore his hair coiled on his head and wore a black armor, and his appearance was as ordinary as his name, but he had a unique charm.

He held a big iron fan with a black light, and fought fiercely against the three black-clothed people without falling into the wind, but suppressed the three of them, and from time to time the iron fan fanned, and the flames flew sideways, making several black-clothed people very uncomfortable.

At this moment, a mist rolled, and two more black-clothed people came, not simply gliding from the air, but flying in the air.

The clothes of these two black-clothed people were obviously different from the three people who were fighting with Li Fan, and there was an extra piece of black soft armor on the outside of the clothes of these two people, and the fluctuations in cultivation that exuded made Li Fan's heart sink.

With those two people wearing black soft armor joining, Li Fan began to feel struggling, and a sword qi suddenly slashed towards him, and he didn't have time to dodge, blocking the iron fan in front of him, blocking the sword qi.

The power of the sword qi was not small, Li Fan's body was repelled along with the iron fan, and it was not easy to stabilize his body, and as soon as he stood still, the sound of intertwined iron chains sounded from the fog.

Several iron chains brushed out of the mist, and although Li Fan struggled to resist, he still couldn't get rid of the shackles of the iron chains, and was trapped by the chains and fell into the air.

"He is worthy of being a genius boy in Xianyin Village, and he has such cultivation at such an age, but it's a pity!" a man in black soft armor walked over and said in a strange manner.

"Hmph, scumbag, there's a kind of let me down, let's fight again. Li Fan looked disdainful and said coldly.

"When death is dying, you still have a hard mouth, take him back. The man in black soft armor said calmly.

Before a few people could make a move, a figure fell from the sky, with an iron rod in his hand, and the iron chain that trapped Li Fan was broken in a few clicks.

"Zhang Bochong?" Seeing Zhang Bochong coming, Li Fan's face turned happy, and he took off the iron chain on his body and threw it on the ground.

When several black-clothed people saw it, a sharp voice flashed and they were about to step forward, when suddenly a sound of breaking the sky sounded, and another figure fell from the sky.

Bang!

A deep pit was smashed out of the ground, stirring up a puff of dust, and a thin figure in the pit slowly stood up, the bones on his legs clicked, and a pair of dark eyes stared coldly at several people in black.

Looking at the deep pit, several black-clothed people shrank their eyes and involuntarily retreated.

"Withdraw!" Just one Li Fan was not easy to deal with, and now there are two more, and the young man standing in the pit felt that it was even more difficult to deal with than Li Fan in their opinion, so he flashed without hesitation.

"Han Zixie?" Li Fan saw that when the dust and fog dispersed, Li Fan saw the figure standing in the pit clearly, because the double octagonal pattern of Han Zixie's back wrapped around the sun was very conspicuous, he was recognized by Li Fan at a glance, but he couldn't believe it in his heart.

In his impression, Han Zixie didn't have such a strong physical strength, and he could smash some hard earth and rocks here into a deep pit with his feet.

"What's the matter? don't you know me? Am I becoming handsome?" Han Zixi tilted his head slightly, gave Li Fan a side face, and stood in the pit without moving.

"It's really you!How are you..."Li Fan's eyes widened at the boss, his jaw was about to fall to the ground, no matter how you look at it, it can't overlap with the Han Zixi in his memory!

"What's wrong with me?" Han Zixie liked others to praise him the most, but when he heard Li Fan say half of what he said, he stopped saying it, and immediately asked.

"Uh, nothing. Li Fan still suppressed his disbelief, after all, the facts were in front of him.

"You were obviously trying to say something, but you finished speaking! Han Zixi didn't hear Li Fankua, and he was immediately dissatisfied in his heart, and asked aggressively.

"Ah!" Li Fan and Zhang Bochong couldn't help but look at each other, they could see it, this Han Zixi clearly wanted them to praise him.

"I want to say, why are you still standing in the pit and not coming up?" Li Fan was a little helpless, so he had to change the topic.

"Ah! That's right, life is like a pit, a pit is like life, you think you've walked out of the pit, but you don't know that you're still in the pit! I seem to have realized something in the pit, Zhang Bochong, you can take Li Fan on the sail first! I'll come later. After Han Zixie finished speaking, he closed his eyes and ignored the two of them, as if it was really as he said.

"So, let's go first. Zhang Bochong didn't believe in his heart, he could realize the Tao by smashing a pit himself?

Li Fan also glanced at Han Zixi with some suspicion, but he didn't want to say anything, so he followed Zhang Bo and rushed away.

After Zhang Bochong and Li Fan walked away, Han Zixi opened his eyes, his face was blue and white, and he suddenly sat down on the ground.

"It hurts, it hurts, it's a big game this time. Han Zi kept rubbing his feet, grinning in pain.

Near the center of the flooded swamps, the occasional roar of the beast can be heard, and the fog here is thicker and darker.

Above the mist, two men stood in the air, staring at each other, one of whom was Feng Qianmu.

"Seriously, I'm really surprised that you're here, but even you can't change anything. One of the men smiled lightly and said to Feng Qianmu.

The appearance of a young man, about the same height as Feng Qianmu, with a shoulder pad on his left shoulder and a big iron shovel on his back, looks a little fierce and vicious.

"Oh! maybe!" Feng Qianmu's eyes were sharp, obviously not wanting to talk to the other party, and a long sword appeared in his hand, glowing with orange light.

"Gongsun Jiu, I heard that you are the strongest among the five scattered demons, it is best not to disappoint Feng. Feng Qianmu moved his hand without saying a word, his body turned into an afterimage, and appeared in front of Gongsun Jiu in a flash.

Gongsun Jiu's eyes flashed, and there must be a trace of jealousy in the depths of his eyes, and the moment Feng Qianmu came with a sword, Gongsun Jiu's figure disappeared.

On the left side of Feng Qianmu, a fog snake of more than ten zhang drilled out of the fog, let out a roar, spit out the snake letter, and opened its mouth to bite Feng Qianmu.

Feng Qianmu's body turned, and the sword qi around his body was permeated, and he slashed out with a sword, and an orange sword qi slashed towards the fog snake.

The fog snake hissed, and was pierced by the sword qi throughout the body, and it collapsed and dispersed, and before the fog snake could all spread, the mist suddenly tore a hole, and countless iron chains shot out, with a sharp tip at the front of the chain, with a cold glow.

Feng Qianmu sneered, the long sword was thrown in front of him, his hands were closed and then he pointed to the sword body, and the long sword in front of him was full of orange light, turning into nine long swords around.

Somewhere below the mist, a figure was slowly rising, a small cyan sword under his feet, and a golden dragon phantom wandering outside his body.

This person is Mi Qi Ding, although the little monk can't fly, but Qi Qi Ding is the first immortal in Xianyin Village, and he is only one step away from the monk's realm, and he can still do it with a short flight.

Although everyone was separated, he was with Feng Qianmu, and later met Gongsun Jiu, he was unwilling to wait on the ground, he wanted to see the fighting methods of the two.

At this time, he had already come to the top of the mist, looking at Feng Qianmu and Gongsun Jiu from a distance, he didn't get closer, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

Those iron chains were all cut off by Feng Qianmu at this moment, and turned into mist again, and before it ended, the mist gathered again, turned into a human form, holding a handful of maces in his hand, and went straight to Feng Qianmu.

The appearance of the fog man is somewhat similar to Gongsun Jiu, but it is a little vague.

Mi Qianding was a little shocked to see from a distance, and saw that the fog man and Feng Qianmu were on par, and his mouth was also secretly smacking.

It wasn't until Feng Qianmu pointed at the nine swords again and turned them into ninety-nine eighty-one swords, the sky was full of flying swords, and the fog was suppressed by Feng Qianmu and retreated.

"Ten Thousand Swords Piercing the Heart. Feng Qianmu retreated and rose up, pinched the trick with both hands, turned his two fingers into a sword, and then pointed at the fog man.

Eighty-one flying swords overlapped with shadows, turning into a sky full of clouds, the qi machine locked on the fog man's heart, and shot at the fog man in a volley, and the fog man's face changed greatly and began to retreat.

However, no matter how the fog man escaped, he still couldn't get rid of the flying sword to follow, and the speed of the sword was so fast, he couldn't escape, a flying sword sank into the fog man's chest in an instant, penetrating it, and then countless flying swords swarmed and rushed into the fog man's chest.

A painful scream came out, and the fog man's body exploded, revealing Gongsun Jiu inside, blood flowing from his mouth, covering his chest with his right hand, and holding an iron shovel in his left hand.

"Burial Sword Immortal Feng Qianmu, it's really powerful, then let me see it again, your burial sword." Gongsun Jiu gasped, and the big iron shovel in his hand was thrown out by him.

As soon as the iron shovel flew out, it became more than ten zhang long, and the speed did not decrease but increased, and it crashed into the wind.

"Cloud Piercing Sword. Feng Qianmu's orange long sword flew back, and a giant sword was thrown out by him, it was the Cloud Piercing Sword that he regarded as a flying treasure.

This sword also became bigger, similar to the flying big iron mace, and was hit by Feng Qianmu's palm, and it collided together with a bang, and the sound was so loud that it was like thunder in the sky, making the fog vibrate.

In the distance, the peak of Mi Qian was shaken by the shock, and almost fell from the sky, and it took a lot of effort to stabilize his body, pinch a cold sweat for himself, and control the flying sword to retreat a little farther.

The giant sword and the big iron shovel flew upside down and shrank, and were caught by the two, a strong force came out, both of them retreated, Gongsun Jiu spit out a mouthful of blood again, and Feng Qianmu's mouth moved, and then his throat also moved, as if he was swallowing something...

"It's not a sword yet!" Gongsun Jiu's eyes flashed, and he clicked a few times on his body, and the momentum of his whole body rose, and the mist around his body was forced to open.

A terrifying aura emanated from him, and when Feng Qianmu saw it, his right eye shrank, and his expression became solemn.

Gongsun Jiu suddenly swallowed his iron mace, and then slapped his palm on his chest, and the iron mace spit out of his mouth, and the color of the iron mace had changed.

"The art of turning into a butterfly. The iron shovel that was spitting out of his mouth turned pitch black, and then exploded without warning, turning into countless black mist.

The moment the black mist appeared, the mist began to tremble in all directions, and a low roar came from below the mist, this low roar was the roar of the beast, and there seemed to be fear in the voice.

Black mist quickly spread, displacing the sky.

"Demon Qi, you are from Demon Hidden Village!" Feng Qianmu's face changed, his right eye shrank suddenly, and his left eye, which had been covered by hair, was blown away by the wind at this moment.

A shocking blood light shot out from his eyes, and a fierce sword intent descended, so that there was no mist within a thousand zhang here, and he was shocked, and there was a sword wound all over his body without warning, and he did not hesitate to go down, away from here.

As he left, he glanced back, and this glance set off a storm in his heart.

He saw that the black mist directly turned into a black butterfly the size of dozens of zhang, and what frightened him was not this butterfly, but Feng Qianmu's left eye.

Because, Feng Qianmu's left eye has no eyeballs, and in his eyes is a blood sword, which rotates rapidly, turning into a stunning and monstrous aura......

Burial sword open!