Out of the city gate, to a place where no one was, Xia Fan decisively drove the flying sword, and then turned into a ray of light and went east, but just after a few miles, Xia Fan suddenly showed a thoughtful expression. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After pondering for a moment, Xia Fan turned around and ran to the southeast, and after a while, he heard a fight, Xia Fan couldn't help but speed up the speed of his sword, and the two sides of the battle appeared in Xia Fan's sight.

I saw that there were about twenty people in the chaos below, and most of these people's cultivation was above the fifth layer of the Lingwu Realm, and there were even two of them whose cultivation had a faint tendency to break through the Lingwu Realm.

The battle situation is obvious, a group of twenty or so people are besieging a short figure, although that figure looks like it is only about the seventh layer of the Lingwu Realm, but the power of holding a strange weapon in his hand is quite extraordinary, although he was not lightly injured under the siege of more than 20 martial cultivators, but there are still several martial cultivators who were violently knocked out by his strange weapon.

Looking at this person's figure and not knowing why, Xia Fan only felt extremely familiar, but the aura emanating from his body made Xia Fan sure that he definitely didn't know it, this person's body had a strange aura, sometimes extremely feminine, sometimes full of masculinity.

At this moment, the man shot a person away again, and the person who was knocked out did not know whether he was alive or dead after he landed, but that person was also slashed by a martial artist in the junior.

The man staggered forward two steps, and then turned around angrily and attacked the person who attacked him, and at the same time as he turned around, his appearance clearly fell into Xia Fan's sight, and seeing this person's appearance clearly, Xia Fan couldn't help but feel surprised in his heart.

"Jia Linfeng!"

Xia Fan couldn't help but scream, that person was Jia Linfeng, but he didn't know why Jia Linfeng was holding such a strange weapon, and his aura changed greatly, after a short period of surprise, Xia Fan's face changed suddenly, and then he quickly rushed over.

Xia Fan's speed can't be said to be fast, but after all, it was a step too late, and when Jia Linfeng turned around and hit the weapon in his hand at another person, a martial cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Martial Realm just jumped out from behind him, jumped high and slashed at Jia Linfeng from top to bottom while jumping high.

"Don't ......"

At the same time, Xia Fan couldn't help but shout urgently, and at the same time, Jia Linfeng seemed to feel the crisis of this knife, and when he turned around, he had already raised the weapon in his hand above his head.

"Poof......

Jia Linfeng spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and in a hurry, although he received the other party's fatal blow, he was still slashed and knelt on the ground, and then looked for a voice to remind him.

When the voice sounded just now, Jia Linfeng only felt extremely familiar, but the next moment when he saw Xia Fan, his heart immediately became excited.

It's Brother Xia, it's Brother Xia! He actually came out, he actually came out! Jia Linfeng was happy for Xia Fan from the bottom of his heart, and at the same time saw the hope of escaping this catastrophe.

However, this thought just flashed in his heart, Jia Linfeng only felt that the raised hands were light, and the other party suddenly withdrew his weapon, just when Jia Linfeng was happy to get up, he felt a chill in his heart, and a bad thought rose in his heart.

Jia Linfeng wanted to turn around in disbelief, but his body shook suddenly, and then he felt the strength of his body pass quickly, and he fell to the ground, and at the same time saw a martial artist holding a knife dripping with blood in his hand, and the blood was obviously his.

"Ah......h

Seeing the scene of Jia Linfeng falling to the ground, Xia Fan, who had not yet arrived, showed a look of grief and indignation on his face, and his speed suddenly increased by a few points.

Xia Fan's voice obviously attracted the attention of everyone below, and they all looked into the air, but at this moment, a flying sword appeared out of thin air, and the next moment the flying sword passed through the chest of the martial cultivator who was holding the blood knife, and Xia Fan also landed beside Jia Linfeng.

At the same time as it fell, a small turtle shell shield automatically flew out, and while spinning, Xia Fan and Jia Linfeng were protected in it, and Xia Fan kicked down and helped Jia Linfeng.

"Dude!"

While speaking, Xia Fan had already probed Jia Linfeng's injury, and then his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly took out a pill and stuffed it into Jia Linfeng's mouth.

"No need...... Jia Linfeng suddenly grabbed Xia Fan's hand, and looked at Xia Fan's face with a far-fetched smile: "I have lived in the village next to Lanwu Mountain for three years, and I knew that you would definitely be able to come out, and you really came out, so good...... Ahem......"

Jia Linfeng seemed to want to laugh with Xia Fan, but when he said that, he finally began to cough, and the blood in his mouth kept pouring out.

"Dude......"

Xia Fan's face was full of grief, he had already investigated Jia Linfeng's injuries clearly, the knife edge in the back of his heart was deeper than the heart, with his current ability, Xia Fan suddenly panicked, not knowing what to do.

"Ahem...... Don't be sad, our brothers have been separated for three years, and we should be happy to meet again...... Ahem......"

Jia Linfeng's face forced a smile again, but once again, the expression on his face became painful because of the violent cough.

"Well, well, you should be happy!"

Xia Fan grabbed Jia Linfeng's hand, trying to make his gradually cold hand feel a trace of warmth.

"That's right!" Jia Linfeng's expression stretched again, and he grabbed Xia Fan's hand tightly, and then his voice changed: "Brother, I guess it's not going to work, there are still a few things to trouble you, I hope you ...... Ahem......"

"Brother, if you say anything, I will definitely do my best!"

"Good ......"

Jia Linfeng's voice suddenly became weaker, and Xia Fan hurriedly attached his ear to Jia Linfeng's mouth.

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

Xia Fan couldn't help nodding in response, the tears in the corners of his eyes had slipped down his cheeks for some time, and he felt that Jia Linfeng's hand holding him gradually loosened, and finally fell to the ground, Xia Fan knew that Jia Linfeng was far away, and he couldn't suppress his feelings anymore, and roared angrily.

"Ah......h

Xia Fan's voice was sad and miserable, this voice contained strong remorse and regret, in his opinion, Jia Linfeng's death was inseparable from him, if it wasn't for waiting for him, Jia Linfeng would have left here a long time ago, and there would have been no such thing at all; if he had recognized Jia Linfeng earlier and rescued him, Jia Linfeng would not have been killed, Xia Fan fell into deep self-blame.

After venting, Xia Fan suddenly swept his gaze around, and a killing intent slowly filled the space, startling the martial arts cultivators around him to retreat.

These people were shocked by Xia Fan's appearance at the beginning, especially the martial cultivator who was pierced through the heart by Xia Fan's arrow, which scared these people a lot, if they hadn't seen that Xia Fan was not a Xuanwu Realm martial cultivator, they would have scattered and fled, but although they knew that Xia Fan was not a Xuanwu Realm martial cultivator, the two Lingwu Realm peak powerhouses still did not give the order to take the lead, and they felt a strong sense of danger in Xia Fan's body, and until the last moment, they still didn't want to be enemies with him.

"Who are you?"

His eyes swept over these people, and Xia Fan's cold voice sounded.

Seeing Xia Fan ask, an old man at the peak of the Spirit Martial Realm slowly took two steps forward, and then said, "We are the people of the Cheng and Lu families, and we are ......."

"That's enough, I just need to know who you are, I'm not interested in anything else, because you all have to ...... Die!"

Xia Fan suddenly interrupted the old man's words, and finally roared suddenly, and at the same time, a wine jug had appeared in his hand, Xia Fan hit it with a spell, and strands of flames erupted from the wine jug, and flew towards Xia Fan's surroundings quickly.