Seeing that the old man didn't move, Xia Fan didn't move, and his mind was running quickly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the face of a soul martial realm powerhouse, it is obviously impractical to fight hard, but it is certainly not easy to escape, even if you are lucky enough to escape, you will definitely have to face its endless pursuit next.

What if he is in the same realm as the old man? Even if his strength is inferior, will the old man be full of jealousy towards him? In this way, will he not dare to hunt him down unscrupulously in the future?

While calculating his own means in his heart and weighing how to choose, Xia Fan's expression gradually relaxed.

Xia Fan's transformation fell into the eyes of the old man, and in his eyes, the kid in front of him looked like this, when he first found himself, he looked like he was facing a great enemy, but when he saw himself clearly, he relaxed.

What is the situation, is he not afraid of himself? The old man had doubts in his heart.

"Old man, why are you sneaking after me, and now you're blocking my way?"

While he was puzzled, the old man was almost angry with Xia Fan's words, and the kid in front of him couldn't help but take himself seriously, and even dared to spill the wicked first and slander him.

The old man was furious in his heart: "Boy, do you still want to cheat after now? You killed my Lei Yin Sect's genius disciple Jing Yuanbai, the crime is unforgivable, I chased you for three hundred miles and now I will be here, do you think you can rely on it?"

In the eyes of the old man, how could Xia Fan's little trick of trying to get away with it be concealed from him, and at the moment he counted Xia Fan's crimes, and debunked them in person, and at the same time, there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"What is the Jingyuan white and the Jingyuan black?I don't know what you say!" Xia Fan said after his expression was stunned, looking really dazed.

"Stinky boy, you're still pretending!" the old man laughed angrily, laughing and saying three good words in a row: "Good! good!"

After the laughter, the old man suddenly looked at Xia Fan: "Stinky boy, no matter what you say today, you can't escape the hands of the old man, and the old man will take you back to the Lei Yin Sect!"

The old man seemed to have run out of patience, and he was about to do it while shouting loudly, but he listened to Xia Fan shouting.

"Wait!"

The old man instinctively looked at Xia Fan, but heard Xia Fan say: "Old man, since you say this, I have nothing to say, but please help me clear up a few doubts before taking me, otherwise you will arrest me back, and I will not accept you!"

When the old man heard Xia Fan say this, he hesitated slightly, thinking that it was really not good to be pointed at his nose by a young man and say that he was not convinced, so it was better to see what Xia Fan was going to say, that is, he said to Xia Fan: "Okay, what is there to understand!"

Seeing that the old man had entered the trap, Xia Fan laughed secretly, and then asked leisurely: "Old man, what did you just say about the cultivation of the genius disciple of the Lei Yin Sect, Jing Yuanhei?"

"At the peak of the Xuanwu Realm, Jing Yuanbai is the most talented genius disciple of my Thunder Yin Sect Xuanwu Realm!" the old man replied without realizing what Xia Fan was asking.

"Then may I ask the old man, what kind of cultivation are you?" Xia Fan asked again.

"Old man...... Naturally, he is a strong man in the Soul Martial Realm!" The old man seemed to suddenly realize something, and there was a trace of disdain in his eyes: "What? I advise you to be honest, even if you learn about the old man's cultivation, you can't escape the palm of the old man's hand!"

Xia Fan continued to ask without reason: "May I ask what kind of cultivation do you think the younger generation has?"

"Little Xuanwu Realm Third Layer ......" the old man blurted out, but as soon as the words came out, he felt that something was wrong.

"Since the seniors also saw that I was a small Xuanwu Realm third-layer martial cultivator, then please tell me how I killed Jing Yuanbai?" Xia Fan accentuated his tone on the words "the most talented genius disciple of the Lei Yin Sect", which was full of irony.

"This ......" Sure enough, the old man was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to refute it, and then Xia Fan's voice rang out again.

"Also, senior, are you sure you chased me for three hundred miles before catching up?"

"This ......" The old man was completely speechless, and his face changed for a while.

Indeed, as Xia Fan said, whether it is from the point of view of his killing of Jing Yuanbai or his own pursuit of three hundred miles, it is enough to show that he has indeed wronged him, if he denies it, this matter will spread to the outside, whether it is for Lei Yinzong's face or his own face, it is not a glorious thing, but if you agree with his point of view, it is undoubtedly to admit that you have recognized the wrong person, if you don't let people go, you will also lose face.

"Did you really stop the wrong person?"

The old man even doubted himself, but this thought was only just raised before he was denied: "Impossible, I will never be mistaken, it is him!"

The old man didn't know what to do for a while, his brows furrowed and he fell into deep thought, and suddenly the old man thought of a possibility, "Unless...... His cultivation doesn't stop there!"

"Yes, it must be, it must be so!"

As soon as this thought appeared, the more the old man thought about it, the more he felt that it was like this, otherwise, it would be impossible for these things to happen to a third- or fourth-layer kid in the Lingwu Realm, and this kid was not a kid, it was very likely that he was an old immortal who had practiced some kind of special exercises.

Thinking of this, the old man suddenly found that the "kid" opposite was looking at him with a smile, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and he was even more certain.

"Who the hell are you?"

The old man suddenly had a bad premonition, and looked at Xia Fan with a wary expression.

"Hahaha......" Xia Fan suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds ......"

After the laughter, Xia Fan chanted a poem, and the old man thought that Xia Fan was about to report his fate, so he listened with his ears pricked up, but the next moment his face suddenly changed.

"Not good!" The old man only felt a shock in his heart, his soul was shocked, and his internal organs were beating faintly, as if he was about to jump out, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Suddenly, as soon as Xia Fan saw the stabbing coming, the old man hurriedly swept away with a palm, and then saw that Xia Fan and the long sword were swept away with a palm, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground, and the old man wondered, "Why do you feel that this person's strength is so poor?"

Just in doubt, Xia Fan had already pounced again, the old man didn't dare to be careless, and swept away with two palms in succession, although Xia Fan was not as embarrassed as before this time, but his face was also ugly.

Seeing Xia Fan's ugly face, the old man's tense heart instantly let go, thinking that this kid didn't know what to sing, and sure enough, there were some doorways, but this swordsmanship was much inferior, although it was stronger than ordinary martial arts, but it was not enough in front of him, it was not a soul martial realm at all, and he felt that this kid was just deceiving himself before, and wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack himself!

The old man sneered secretly, laughing at Xia Fan's indiscretion, and the light of rice grains dared to compete with the sun and the moon!

Seeing Xia Fan attacking with a sword again, the old man smiled angrily, vowing to teach the kid in front of him a profound lesson, so that he could honestly accept his taming in the future.

Xia Fan's chanting became more and more urgent, and the long sword got closer and closer to the old man, but the old man stood motionless.

Seeing that the long sword was about to reach the old man's left chest, the old man suddenly had a smile on his face, and then saw Xia Fan's face change, it turned out that the old man had raised his right hand at some point, bent his fingers into a claw, and clawed on the tip of Xia Fan's sword.

"Hahaha...... How about the boy, don't you go back to the Lei Yin Sect with me?" The old man looked up to the sky and laughed, and then when he looked at Xia Fan, he had already shown an aggressive attitude, if Xia Fan did not give in, he would definitely be given an indelible lesson in the next moment.

"What are you laughing at?"

The old man who was waiting for Xia Fan's answer suddenly had something wrong with the expression on Xia Fan's face, and asked out loud, but what answered him was Xia Fan's brighter and brighter smile.

"Not good!" Although he had doubts in his heart, his intuition told him that there was definitely a problem, and the old man secretly screamed and was about to retreat.

However, at this moment, the old man suddenly felt a pain in his palm and chest at the same time, and the long sword was inserted into his chest without hindrance like wearing tofu, which was only less than an inch away from his heart.

The old man hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, Xia Fan's voice suddenly became high-pitched, and as soon as the long sword in his hand was retracted, the Fu Moqin was horizontal in front of him, and the vocal music was famous, and the power was more than several times over!