Chapter Ninety-Three: Breakthrough

At this moment, suddenly seven or eight figures swept out from below and landed in front, just blocking the way down the mountain, judging from the aura emanating from their bodies, everyone's cultivation was above the eighth layer of condensation, and there were three people who were cultivating at the ninth level of condensation. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This kind of lineup is definitely powerful, and they don't seem to be good, because everyone's eyes are full of murderous intent, and the person who spoke was one of the monks of the ninth layer of condensation.

The moment he saw these people, Lin Fan was shocked in his heart, and at the same time, he also had a bad premonition, although he and these people had never been masked, but Lin Fan felt that they were coming for him.

The three of Dongfang Rui on the side also changed their complexions, and in the face of so many masters, they were also stunned and a little at a loss.

Sure enough, after these people's eyes swept over them one by one, they stopped at Lin Fan's body, and there was a thick murderous intent in their eyes.

In the face of so many immortal cultivators, and everyone's cultivation is above themselves, even if it is Lin Fan's temperament, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, these people are coming for themselves at a glance, once they start to move, they will have no chance of winning, for a while, many thoughts flashed in Lin Fan's heart.

"You are Lin Fan. A ninth-level condensing monk looked at Lin Fan and asked, with a murderous aura in his voice that could not be concealed.

"Yes, I just, you guys came to this freezing snow peak with such a big formation, didn't you just want to ask me this. Lin Fan knew that today's things were difficult to be good, so he spoke politely.

"Good boy, you are still so sharp and sharp when you are dying, I want to see if your strength is as hard as your teeth in a while. The ninth-layer immortal cultivator said coldly.

"Wait, before you do, you'll have to tell me who sent you. Faced with the encirclement of so many masters, although Lin Fan was frightened, there was no fear on his face, and he also wanted to know who was going to kill him, although he had a guess in his heart, he still wanted to verify it in person.

"Hmph, it's only to blame you for offending someone who shouldn't be offended, as for who it is, you better be a fool. The man snorted coldly.

"Li Changqing sent you here. As soon as the man's words fell, Lin Fan suddenly burst out of this sentence.

Facing Lin Fan's sudden question, this ninth-level cultivator was slightly stunned in his heart, but he didn't expect Lin Fan to already know their origins.

Seeing the expression on this person's face, Lin Fan knew that his guess was correct, and at this moment, while this person was distracted, Lin Fan threw the fire talisman that had been hidden in his sleeve violently, and then his toes touched the ground a little, and the whole person shot out backwards.

The reason why he was talking to the other party just now was to find such an opportunity to make a move, because the difference in numbers was too huge, and he didn't have the slightest chance to fight head-to-head.

In the face of Lin Fan's surprise attack, the few people on the opposite side also never expected it, and by the time they reacted, Lin Fan's body had already withdrawn seven or eight feet away.

"Burst!" A low shout came out of Lin Fan's mouth, and the fire separation talisman that Lin Fan punched into the crowd flashed with a blazing red light, and then exploded instantly, like a volcanic eruption, and the furious flames in the fire separation talisman instantly overwhelmed the eight immortal cultivators.

"Ahh

"kid......"

For a while, the center of the explosion, howling, and scolding, were all in one piece, and after doing all this, Lin Fan swept towards the peak with the fastest speed in his life without looking back.

He knew very well the power of the Fire Separation Talisman, at most it was equivalent to a blow from the ninth layer of Qi Condensation, and he didn't expect the Fire Separation Talisman to kill those eight immortal cultivators, at most they were a little caught off guard, so that he could escape smoothly, as long as he escaped to Kunwu City, then he would be safe.

All this is a long story, but in fact, it happened between lightning and flint, and even Dongfang Rui and the others were shocked by Lin Fan's decisiveness.

"Let's go. However, after the shock, Dongfang Rui knew that the opportunity could not be missed, so he snorted, and the three of them rushed down the mountain at the same time.

But it's a pity that they left a little late at this time, and at this time, the energy after the explosion of the fire talisman has dissipated, revealing the eight gray-faced monks, although they have not suffered much damage, but they look extremely embarrassed, several people are slow to react, their hair is burned, their faces are also black, and there is still smoke on their clothes.

Since cultivating immortals, they have never been so embarrassed, the eight great monks were actually slipped from under their noses by a seventh-layer monk of condensation, and they were also embarrassed by the other party, if this matter spreads, their face in the family will be completely lost, and they can be said to grit their teeth with hatred for Lin Fan.

Now seeing that Dongfang Rui and the others were going to run, where would they be willing, the eight of them shot at the same time, without leaving their hands at all, venting their grievances against Lin Fan on the three of them, and suddenly a series of spells and magic weapons attacked the three of them behind their backs.

Dongfang Rui and the others, who had just escaped not far away, felt the overwhelming spiritual power behind them, and suddenly their scalps were numb, and they couldn't dodge it at all, so they had to take it hard, and at the same time, they kept cursing Lin Fan in their hearts, which attracted so many enemies.

It's just that the difference in the strength of the two hairs is too big, the other party has three of them in the ninth layer of condensation, and several other people also have the cultivation of the eighth layer of condensation, and only Dongfang Rui is the ninth layer of condensation, so as soon as they came into contact with Dongfang Hua and Bai Li, they vomited blood and flew out in an instant, and the magic weapons of the two of them were also dim in light and their aura was damaged.

Although Dongfang Rui has the cultivation of the peak of condensation, he is not comfortable, but he insisted on two more breaths than Dongfang Hua and Bai Li, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he also flew upside down.

"Wait, fellow Daoists, I am Dongfang Rui, the eldest son of the Dongfang family in Kunwu City, you and I have no grievances in the past and no hatred in the near future, please be merciful, my Dongfang family will have a good reward in the future." Seeing that the other party was about to make a move again, Dongfang Ruiqiang endured the pain and stood up, arched his hand and said.

"It's just a down-and-out family, since you have seen me and others, then there is only death, the third child, you take two people to chase Lin Fan's kid, but you must be careful, that kid is scheming, don't let him run away, as for these three people, leave them to us." A ninth-layer monk with a two-handed, eight-character beard said coldly. Then he explained to the monk who also had the ninth layer of condensation beside him.

"Don't worry, big brother, he can't run, that kid is too bad, when I catch him, I will make him survive and not die!" The man next to him replied, and then took two cultivators of the eighth layer of condensation and chased him in the direction where Lin Fan left.

The remaining Bazihu and the other five monks all looked at Dongfang Rui and the three of them in front of them, their eyes were full of murderous intent, and the magic weapons in their hands were all glowing, and they forced over step by step.

Seeing this, a trace of despair flashed in the eyes of Dongfang Rui and the others, knowing that even if they begged for mercy, it was useless, today was destined to be an endless situation, and the blood of being an immortal cultivator was also stimulated, so they all struggled to stand up, sacrificed their magic weapons, and fought with the five people, and for a while, the collision of spiritual power, the light was raging, and the blood and snow were mixed together, forming a tragic and poignant scene.

It's just that this is destined to be an unfair battle, Dongfang Rui and the three of them are not injured, even if they are not injured, they cannot be the opponents of the other five, although the hole cards are exhausted, but it is to no avail, and after a few screams, they are silent.