Wen Fan quickly left the academy and blended into the crowd on the street, and the disciples of the academy behind persevered and chased them out. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Stop! you can't run!"

"Boy, I'm going to cut off your legs!"

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The cry behind is getting closer and closer, and Wen Fan's heart is getting more and more anxious! Although I don't know why these people want to bite themselves, but listening to that tone, if they are caught, it will definitely be nothing good!

"What to do, what to do!" Wen Fan anxiously ran as he said, just when he was at a loss, there was also a market in front of him! The so-called bazaar is a place where the disciples of the academy and the martial artists of the outside world trade, the fish and dragons are mixed, and the excitement is extraordinary, Wen Fan's eyes lit up, and he plunged into it.

There were many people, and it was easier for Wen Fan to cover himself, taking advantage of the gap, his figure flashed, and he leaned into a corner! Quietly waiting for the pursuers behind! Because he had already foreseen that he was hiding here, and they couldn't find it at all.

Sure enough, several people chased after this place, and there was no target for a while.

"Where's the man?"

"I watched him run in this direction, why did he suddenly disappear!"

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Wen Fan listened to their discussion in the dark, took a breath, calmed down, and began to wonder again, why did the disciples of these academies arrest him?

Thinking back to the fact that he had only been in Nancheng for half a day, the only one who had a conflict was the boy in brocade!"Could it be him?" Wen Fan asked himself. "Quite possibly!" he stole a glance at the men, trying to get things to the bottom of the matter!

A few people outside were looking around, looking for Wen Fan's figure, but at this time, he jumped out of the corner by himself, and the moment he saw Wen Fan appear, everyone laughed.

"What, don't hide?" said the senior brother who took the lead jokingly.

"This is the world of Nancheng Academy, where can I hide!" Wen Fan spread his hands and said helplessly.

"You are self-aware!" The senior brother instantly turned into a cruel smile, and approached Wen Fan step by step, while drawing the long sword at his waist.

"Wait!" Wen Fan suddenly snapped.

"What other words do you have!" the senior brother asked after a pause.

"I wonder why you're killing me!"

"For the sake of you taking the initiative to send you to death, I will tell you! The head of the Zhang family has said that you have poisoned his son, and you have offered a reward of 100 taels of gold for your head in the academy's mission hall! Now we don't just want to kill you, I'm afraid that there are hundreds of disciples in the academy who want to take your head to receive a reward!"

"And who are you?"

"I am Yang Xin, a third-level disciple, the one who killed you!" At this moment, Yang Xin was already less than a zhang away from Wen Fan, and the long sword in his hand was raised and slashed towards Wen Fan's neck.

However, Wen Fan suddenly smiled, "Yang Xin, I remember you, when I succeed in cultivation, I will avenge today's revenge!"

When the long sword is in the air, time turns in an instant.

Wen Fan was still hiding in the corner, and Yang Xin and a few disciples were still looking around! And the scene just now was just the ending that Wen Fan predicted.

"They actually want to kill me!" Wen Fan was secretly furious in his heart! At this moment, his senses for Nancheng Academy were at their lowest point.

"It seems that that kid should be hiding, there are too many people here, it's not easy to find at all!And there are more people at night!" Yang Xin outside glanced at the sun that was about to set, and said to a few juniors. "This bazaar is not big, there are only four exits! Now the only thing we can do is to block the four exits and catch turtles in the urn!"

"Senior Brother Luo, Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Wang, you follow me to the various exits! Senior Brother Li, you go back to the academy and call some people to come, but as long as there are ten second-level disciples, the more people there are, the less gold we share!"

"Yes, senior brother!" the men replied, and then set off separately.

Wen Fan, who was hiding in the corner of the wall and hearing their conversation clearly, the trace of anger just now disappeared in an instant. "This, if they're really calling some people, then I'm definitely exposed!"

"No, get out of this place before their helpers arrive!"

Seeing that a few people had moved away, Wen Fan walked out of the corner and returned to the street. Then he ran in one direction, as for asking for directions, it only took a blink of an eye, Wen Fan's mind flashed the illusion of asking for directions, he only needed to run in the direction given by the passers-by in the illusion.

The market is small, that is for Nancheng College, and it took Wen Fan a stick of incense to run to the exit. The closer he got to the exit, the more careful he became, and quietly looked outside, and sure enough, a disciple dressed in academy clothes was looking around, patrolling back and forth!

"It's a second-level disciple, it's okay, it's not Yang Xin!" Wen Fan was lucky in his heart, Yang Xin was a third-level disciple, and when he met him, Wen Fan had no hope at all, as for the second-level disciple outside, he felt that he could give it a try.

But before that, Wen Fan first deduced in his mind the method of leaving, which was best if he could not be detected and cross the sea from the world! Several possibilities were foreseen in a row, but they were all a kind of ending, and they were discovered three feet away from the exit.

"Since no matter how you cover it up, you'll break in!" Wen Fan gritted his teeth and said indignantly, then buried his head and walked up quickly.

"You, stop!" At this time, the second-level disciple shouted to Wen Fan.

"It's really you!" At this time, the two of them were separated by three feet, although they couldn't see Wen Fan's face, but they could see Wen Fan's outfit clearly!

Get closer, raise your hand and stab.

Although Wen Fan ran forward, he also seemed to have eyes on his side! As soon as he lowered his head, he dodged his mortal sword! and continued to run.

The second-level disciple was stunned for a moment, and at the same time he felt strange in his heart, he returned his sword, quickly caught up, and stabbed a sword at Wen Fan's vest.

Just when the tip of the sword was about to be closed, Wen Fan suddenly turned sideways and dodged the sword again.

Missing twice, the second-level disciple was angry in his heart, and he chased after him and stabbed a few swords in a row, but every time he was about to successfully stab the moment, he was narrowly avoided by Wen Fan, and he was like a loach, so that the second-level disciple behind him returned in vain every time.

At this time, the second-level disciple was furious, he had already refined qi at the second level, but he couldn't kill a mortal who had just opened his talent, and if he spread it, he would only be laughed at by his peers!

Wen Fan was also furious at this time, this person wanted to put himself to death, although he was dodged, but his speed was far better than his own, even more than the previous Uncle Zhang! If he couldn't get rid of it, when the others chased him, even if he had wings on his back, he would not be able to escape.

And this trick is obliquely split, he has long foreseen several ways to dodge, except for a lazy donkey rolling, the ending of other methods is to be split in half, but even if he dodges, the speed drops down, and what greets him is a stormy attack of a second-level disciple.

"Since that's the case, then you can only fight hard!" Wen Fan pulled out his long sword, suddenly stopped and turned around, blocking a diagonal sword, the two swords intersected, and both of them were shocked.

Wen Fan was secretly happy, this second-level disciple was fast, but his strength was about the same as his own, and his heart was crossed, bypassing his long sword, and then splitting out.

The second-level disciple was also shocked, he didn't expect that the boiled duck would have to bite back! Although a sword was blocked, he didn't care, a mortal, even if he swung a sword, it was just a counterattack before death, to no avail!

He wanted to block Wen Fan with his horizontal sword, but the long sword he slashed out turned into a stab halfway and went straight to his face, and the second-level disciple immediately returned the sword, but the moment before blocking it, the position of the tip of the sword suddenly changed to the throat!

The second-level disciple hurriedly moved the long sword down, but the time was slowed down for a moment, Wen Fan's long sword grazed the blade and stabbed into his neck, only to see the second-level disciple fall to the ground with a face full of horror and disbelief!

Seeing the death of the second-level disciple, Wen Fan breathed a long sigh of relief, although the process seemed simple, he foresaw several moves, including the position of the stab, the time to change the move, and so on.

"Being able to kill a second-level martial artist head-on, perhaps, my talent is not useless!" Wen Fan thought secretly, inserted the sword back into the scabbard, and ran in the direction of the city gate.