After drinking all the tea in the bowl and throwing away a piece of silver, Xia Fan left the teahouse and followed behind the team of martial cultivators. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I don't know what's going on lately, a lot of martial cultivators from other places have come to our town, and they seem to be looking for someone. ”

This is the original words that Xia Fan heard from the guy's mouth, although Xiao Er didn't know the specific reason, but Xia Fan couldn't help but associate it with the matter of the ancient prescription, which is why he followed this group.

The group did not seem to have the slightest intention of staying in the town, and ran all the way through the town, towards a hill ten miles away from the town.

Determining the destination of this group, Xia Fan stepped on the flying sword without hesitation, and flew there in less than a moment, reducing the altitude, Xia Fan continued to fly forward.

During the flight, Xia Fan's divine sense found that dozens of martial artists in the mountains and forests were moving forward cautiously, and from their expressions, Xia Fan had already judged what they were searching for.

Seeing this, Xia Fan let go of all his divine consciousness and flew forward along the hill.

After a while, I saw a smile on the corner of Xia Fan's mouth, and he flew forward at an accelerated pace.

At the same time, I saw a young man running desperately in the forest, the young man was about the fifth layer of the Lingwu Realm, looking very embarrassed, a khaki yellow suit was already tattered, and the blood stains on his chest that had dried up showed that he had been injured, and a middle-aged man with a similar realm behind him was chasing after him.

Due to his injuries, the boy was caught up by the middle-aged man after he ran for long, and the two fell into a brief standoff.

"Hand over the things and let you go!" said the middle-aged man coldly.

However, the young man did not mean to answer at all, and looked at the middle-aged man with a cold face.

"It seems that you have to make a move, you must know that you are not my opponent at all at this time!" Although the opponent has been injured, the middle-aged man still adopts psychological tactics.

"Whew!"

A dagger shot from the young man's hand to the middle-aged man without warning, and the middle-aged narrowly dodged, and at the same time, the long sword in the young man's hand pointed straight at the middle-aged, and the middle-aged had to meet it, and the two fought fiercely together.

The two sides fought fiercely for several rounds, and the young man was kicked away by the middle-aged man, but he himself was not happy, a wound appeared on his right arm, blood gushed, and the middle-aged man's face flashed fiercely, and he threw himself towards the boy.

The young man had just landed, and he couldn't help but spit blood in his mouth, and he stood up and fought with the middle-aged man again.

However, after only a few rounds, the boy was once again beaten out by the middle-aged man, leaning against a tree, gasping for air.

"Hand over the things, I'll spare you from dying!" the middle-aged man said coldly.

"Hahaha, I really didn't expect that I escaped for 1,500 miles and was still caught up by you!" the young man suddenly sneered.

"Hand it over!

"Okay, I'll let me go after you!" the boy seemed to agree.

"Don't worry, I just want things, I don't want your life!"

The middle-aged man replied, in fact, he had already made up his mind in his heart, once he got the thing, he would immediately kill the young man, and then destroy his corpse, so that the people behind him could slowly find it.

"Here you go!"

The young man said and threw an object into the sky, and the big man was full of joy when he saw it, and jumped up and grabbed the thing thrown by the young man in the palm of his hand, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time he had already decided to kill the young man immediately.

However, before this thought fell, a strong sense of crisis hit his whole body, and the middle-aged found that he was a little carried away, a black shadow jumped down from above, and cut off the middle-aged man's left arm with a knife, and the middle-aged man had only one thought in his mind at this time, too fast, and he had no power to dodge, and screamed.

The pain of a broken arm is not so easy to bear, the middle-aged man fell to the ground and immediately rolled up, and was immediately stabbed to death on the spot by the young man's sword.

However, the young man's face was not good-looking, the blow just now was a blow that he stimulated his potential, and he was also uncomfortable, so he picked up the thrown thing and ran forward again, and sure enough, after a while, several martial arts cultivators rushed over, looked around, and chased in the direction where the young man left.

In this way, the young man ran for a quarter of an hour, and was finally caught up by several martial cultivators, and several people looked at each other, showing a look of vigilance and faintly surrounding the young man.

These martial arts cultivators are all above the third level of the Lingwu realm, and the realm of two people is even closer to the teenager, and the teenager's face is full of despair.

"Oh my God, am I destined to die here!" the young man suddenly raised his head and let out a long howl, his voice mixed with helplessness and unwillingness.

At the same time, the faces of the few people surrounding the young man changed suddenly, and the young man's long howl would undoubtedly attract more martial cultivators, and they were about to rush up after looking at each other.

However, seeing that the young man suddenly burst out with a powerful momentum, several people couldn't help but stand still.

"Come on, if you want to take my things, take my life first!" the young man's voice was unusually calm, but it revealed stubbornness and unyielding.

Several people glanced at each other, and rushed towards the young man without hesitation, and for a while, the sound of fists and feet, and the sound of weapons hitting continued.

Maybe it was because the young man had the heart of death, and he burst out all his potential for a while, and after dozens of rounds, he actually killed two third- and fourth-layer martial cultivators of the Spirit Martial Realm.

At the same time, the young man had no strength, and after a few moves, he was helplessly raised by one of them more than ten zhang away, and kept spitting blood.

Seeing that the boy was kicked away, several people naturally wouldn't let go, one of them reacted a little faster, and the boy pounced before he landed, and a short gun in his hand pointed straight at the boy.

Seeing the rapid approach, the young man struggled, but found that he had no strength at all, so he had to close his eyes helplessly.

"Poof!"

The expected stabbing pain in his chest did not come for a long time, and the young man only felt the sound of landing, and hurriedly opened his eyes to look, only to see that the person who pounced was already in a different place, and he didn't even scream, and then a clanging sound sounded, and a flying sword shuttled between the remaining martial cultivators.

Before the boy could be surprised, he felt a pain in his shoulder, and then quickly moved away from the ground, the sound of breaking the air sounded in his ears, his eyes could not be opened, and the feeling of exhaustion swept through his body, and he was about to fall asleep.

At the same time, Xia Fan glanced at the young man in his hand, with a look of surprise, he waved his hand and laid down an aura cover, and flew forward at an accelerated pace again.

Originally, Xia Fan could save the boy when he was not injured, but when Xia Fan found out that it was a teenager of the same age as him who was fighting with the middle-aged, he couldn't help but change his attention.

He decided to observe it first and wait until it was really dangerous, so that the other party would definitely be grateful, and when the time came, the matter would definitely go more smoothly.

However, what he didn't expect was that the boy actually killed the middle-aged, Xia Fan had a little accident, and at the same time, he was looking at the boy's potential, so it wasn't until the boy had no power to resist that Xia Fan rescued him.

At the same time, Xia Fan had a good impression of this young man, you must know that this place is 1,500 miles away from Liucheng, and the young man can escape so far in the pursuit, and the means and will are absolutely beyond the reach of people, which is exactly what Xia Fan likes.