The sky gradually darkened, the remnant sun was like blood, and the haze slowly shrouded the entire mountain, and only a sunset was left in the sky.

Fan Xiaodong stood on a big tree, the breeze swept past him, even though it was summer, he still felt a chill, he stood there quietly and silently, as if nothing existed. But her eyes were fixed on the figure in the distance.

Fan Xiaodong knew that Huang Tianlong must have encountered something, thinking that he was a disciple of Yang Tian, the master of the hall at will, and could still be bullied, then the strength of the other party must be not small. So Fan Xiaodong had the idea of secretly following.

Dusk was approaching, and after talking about some difficult problems in cultivation, Huang Tianlong said goodbye to Fan Xiaodong. However, just as Huang Tianlong left, after a while, Fan Xiaodong followed out of the cave.

With Fan Xiaodong's cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi training, if Huang Tianlong, who is at the sixth level of Qi training, does not find out, it is a piece of cake.

"Oops! not good!" Fan Xiaodong patted his head, and secretly screamed in his heart, he suddenly remembered one thing, after Huang Tianlong became Yang Tian's disciple, the cultivation cave mansion also changed, from the cultivation place of the outer disciples to the cultivation dojo of the Random Hall, and the most important thing is that the dojo of the Random Hall is in the territory of the inner disciples.

And Fan Xiaodong, as an outer disciple, cannot go to the territory of the inner disciple.

At this time, Huang Tianlong had already taken out the flying sword and was about to leave.

"Oops, forget it!" Fan Xiaodong jumped forward and suddenly came behind Huang Tianlong.

"Who!" Suddenly feeling a strong wind coming, Huang Tianlong was startled, turned around suddenly, but there was nothing, scratched his head, looked at it a little strangely, and disappeared into a streamer.

However, he didn't seem to feel an ordinary dust on his body, and of course who could notice a small amount of dust?

"Senior Brother Huang, if you don't cultivate all day long, an unmotivated disciple like you, I don't know how Master Lu Dao would choose you as a closed disciple. "Shenjian Peak, halfway up the mountain is where the entrance of the hall is located, in a remote courtyard, Huang Tianlong just walked in, and a vicious voice sounded.

Huang Tianlong glanced at the man lightly, lowered his head, and walked towards a house next to him.

"Bump!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed on the man's face, a chill burst out from his eyes, and he kicked on a stone bench next to him, and the dust was splashed, and the stone bench responded to the sound, and continued to rotate in the air, forming a gray parabola, facing Huang Tianlong, who was facing away from him.

"Boom!"

A qi lang suddenly ejected from Huang Tianlong's body, and the Dao robe fluttered along with that qi lang, and the stone bench smashed on top of that qi lang, making a loud noise, and it was bounced aside.

Huang Tianlong's footsteps stopped, his two palms kept clenching, loosening, clenching, loosening, and after a deep breath, Huang Tianlong walked towards the room again.

In Qiankun Ding, Fan Xiaodong was also a little strange, he also knew that Huang Tianlong's character was not so cowardly, and during this period of time, he didn't know what Lu Dao had experienced, how could he tolerate it to such an extent, and he couldn't fight back and scold.

However, Fan Xiaodong couldn't stand it anymore, if it wasn't for the fact that he was too shocking, he would suddenly appear and teach him a few lessons. Moreover, Fan Xiaodong also saw that the other party was only at the realm of the seventh layer of Qi training.

Seeing that this blow missed, the man's face became a little gloomy again, and this time he directly took out a fireball talisman and sent it to Huang Tianlong.

The fireball talisman with flames, without any mercy, roared at Huang Tianlong.

"****!" Fan Xiaodong roared angrily, his body moved, and he appeared in the courtyard, shouted at the fireball talisman, turned his palm into a fist, and punched out with a heavy fist, a grand golden fist shadow, and knocked the fireball talisman away at once.

Although the Ape Tong Divine Arm Fist is a mortal god-level **, it is still easy to deal with a fireball talisman, and the more important thing is that it is powerful.

Coupled with the sudden appearance of a person, the person who suddenly made him stunned there, and he didn't shoot back.

At this time, Fan Xiaodong stepped forward, with a fireball technique in his left hand and a thunderbolt technique in his right hand, and hit the man.

"Xiaodong, why did you appear here?" Huang Tianlong turned his head to look, and when he saw a familiar face, he immediately asked in surprise.

Fan Xiaodong turned his head and smiled at Huang Tianlong, and when he turned his head, it was the fireball technique again.

When the man heard Huang Tianlong's words, he reacted immediately, and immediately became furious, and hurriedly sent out the magic weapon to meet the enemy, but he scolded on his lips: "You Huang Tianlong, I don't know what to do, you actually brought outsiders into the random hall without permission, you really deserve to die!"

"Xiaodong, stop it, otherwise something will happen!" Hearing that man's words, Huang Tianlong's face changed greatly. Hurriedly shouted.

But Fan Xiaodong didn't seem to hear it, took out a blue light sword, made a handprint with both hands, and sent it to the man.

The man didn't dare to slack off, but under the investigation of his divine sense, he found that Fan Xiaodong was just an outer disciple of the sixth layer of Qi training, and he was determined in his heart, took out a yellow shield, and said something in his mouth, with the input of his aura, the shield was golden and bright, and it blocked the Qingguang Sword in one fell swoop.

The blue light sword broke in two at once, but the man also took a few steps backwards.

When Fan Xiaodong saw this situation, there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Mom's one Qingguang sword is not good, what about my two, three, or even five? And Fan Xiaodong can see that the other party's shield is also a high-grade magic weapon.

Fan Xiaodong took out five Qingguang swords from the storage bag, pouted at the corner of the man's mouth, drew several Taiji circles with the middle finger of his right hand, and then hit the five Qingguang swords that were ready to go, and the five Qingguang swords were shocked out at once.

And that person didn't dare to despise Fan Xiaodong anymore, but his face became serious, his hands tightly grasped the handle behind the shield, and the aura in his body entered the golden shield desperately.

"Boom!"

Just like that, the person was knocked upside down, the qi and blood in his body were churning, and his internal organs seemed to be turned over, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the shield, and the bloodshot in his eyes became more and more, and the person went completely crazy. Dead against the shield.

"Hmph, I'm going to see how far you can hold on. Fan Xiaodong slid a step, rolled a lot, and punched the shield.

"Smack!"

After the sound, Fan Xiaodong flew out upside down, but the five blue light swords and the shield were all torn apart and completely destroyed.

And the man was lying on the ground at this time, his front body arched hard, his right hand covered his chest, his clothes and shoes were in tatters, blood trickled down the corners of his mouth, stared at Fan Xiaodong, and said intermittently: "You, who are you?"