"He can't stop you, what about me?"

This voice was full of anger, and Ling Fan knew that this was Song Hu, the owner of the Black Wind Village, just by hearing it!

"Not good!"

Song Hu was a strong man in the late Ning Yuan period, but it was not something that Ling Fan could deal with, thinking of this, Ling Fan couldn't care about the ghost Hao on the ground, and immediately rushed towards the back door of Qingshan Village.

However, before Ling Fan could rush out a few feet, he suddenly felt a golden stick shadow appear from behind him, and Ling Fan knew that this was Ghost Hao's attack. This time, Ling Fan didn't want to fight against Ghost Hao, but directly dodged sideways.

However, when Ling Fan had just dodged Ghost Hao's attack sideways, a black light suddenly flashed on the other side.

The speed of this black light was extremely fast, and before Ling Fan could react, a huge force had already hit his back, directly sending him flying.

Before he landed, blood was already spurting out of his mouth, and it looked like he had been injured a lot.

"Vulnerable!"

Hearing Song Hu's voice, Ling Fan, who had just fallen, hurriedly got up, but as soon as he got up, Song Hu had already come to him, and Ghost Hao was standing on Song Hu's side.

"Since you dare to kill my son, you should think of today's result!"

Song Hu roared angrily, waved his palm and struck at Ling Fan.

Song Hu's palm, the speed is not fast, but the momentum is amazing, the blue light looms in his hand, and any Sui can see that if he is slapped by this palm, the result will not be much better!

But seeing such a slap, Ling Fan's eyes suddenly lit up.

The next moment, not only did he not dodge, but he also swung out a palm and slapped it directly on Song Hu's palm.

Bang!

The palms collided, and there was an immediate loud bang.

But after the voice, Song Hu was still standing in place, while Ling Fan was bounced out from a distance.

"What is he going to do?"

Ling Fan inexplicably confronted him, which made Song Hu a little puzzled, but when he looked in the direction of Ling Fan's throw, he suddenly realized something when he saw the smile on Ling Fan's face.

"It's not good, he wants to use my power to rush out of Sanhe Village!"

Just now, the back door was only five or six zhang away from Ling Fan's location, and the reason why Ling Fan fought hard with Song Hu was to use the power of Song Hu's palm to directly push him out.

Seeing that Ling Fan was about to rush out of the back door of Sanhe Village with his strength, although he didn't know what to do if he got out of the back door, no matter what, Song Hu felt that he was calculated by Ling Fan!

"Damn, look how I killed you!"

At this time, Song Hu was furious and rushed towards Ling Fan with all his strength. It's so fast, it's almost as fast as a flying sword.

However, just as he was about to catch up with Ling Fan, a milky white light suddenly spat out from Ling Fan's mouth.

The light was not dazzling, but there was a constant humming sound with obvious emotions.

"This ...... Is this a spiritual artifact?"

Feeling the emotion in this voice, Song Hu was suddenly stunned, although it didn't take him a moment to react, but at this time, Ling Fan's Wanyue Knife had already been cut off from the top of his head.

In the face of the attack of the spirit weapon, Song Hu did not dare to resist, so he could only take a step back and let go of Ling Fan's attack.

Although this would make Ling Fan run farther away, at this time, in Song Hu's eyes, only Ling Fan in the early stage of Ning Yuan must have been killed by him, and that spiritual weapon must also be in his pocket.

Even at this time, Song Hu had already begun to imagine in his mind how powerful he would become after obtaining the spiritual weapon.

"Haha, boy, thank you for giving me a spiritual weapon, but I won't let you go, who let you kill my son?"

Song Hu laughed and wanted to rush towards Ling Fan again, but at this moment, a high-grade spirit stone was suddenly thrown out of Ling Fan's hand.

When this spirit stone landed, Ling Fan, who was still in front of Song Hu's eyes, suddenly disappeared.

At this time, what Song Hu saw in his eyes was no longer the scenery in Sanhe Village, but another dark world.

"What kind of formation is this?" Song Hu asked in surprise.

"I don't know!" Ghost Hao looked at the sky for a while, and finally shook his head.

"No matter what the formation is, as long as you break the formation eye, you all go and find the formation eye for me now, be quick, if you let that kid run away with the spirit weapon, I only ask!"

Looking at the murderous aura in Song Hu's eyes, Ghost Hao hurriedly turned around to find the other Black Wind Village disciples, and after a while, all the Black Wind Village people immediately rummaged through the formation.

......

"Ling Fan, you finally escaped!"

Looking at Ling Fan, whose mouth was covered with blood, swaying out of Sanhe Village, Yang Feng and Jin Lan hurriedly greeted him and supported Ling Fan on both sides.

"How are you?"

Jin Lan's voice was full of concern.

"I'm fine, let's get out of here!"

Ling Fan's words sounded a little inexplicable to the eight people around him, but he still did so.

But after they withdrew from Baizhang, Ling Fan actually asked to retreat, seeing this, the youngest Jin Lan finally couldn't help but ask.

"Why do you want to retreat?"

"You'll know in a moment!" Ling Fan smiled mysteriously and led everyone to stop until they retreated a mile away from Sanhe Village.

After stopping, Ling Fan immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began to recover from his injuries, while the others looked at each other suspiciously, not knowing what to do.

However, less than a quarter of an hour later, a loud explosion drew the eyes of these people at the same time.

The location of this explosion is the village of Trois-Rivières!

I saw that at this time, the village of Sanhe was shrouded in a huge mushroom cloud, and the dense gray smoke could not see the situation inside at all, and a powerful shock wave could be heard from there, almost blowing them down a mile away.

The ground shook violently at some point, the towering trees in the dense forest outside Sanhe Village were breaking in rows, the birds on the trees flew away in panic, the rocks on the mountains in the distance were shattered, and countless gravels of different sizes rolled down frantically.

Such an apocalyptic scene made everyone swallow their saliva uncontrollably, and while sighing at the power of the explosion in Sanhe Village, their eyes looking at Ling Fan were also full of awe.

"This ...... Is this the power that a man can make?"

At this time, almost all of the eight people present had the same idea in their hearts, but before they could get an answer, Ling Fan's voice had already reached their ears.

"Now it's time for us to slaughter them, let's go!"

After Ling Fan finished speaking, he immediately rushed in the direction of Sanhe Village first, while the remaining eight people hurriedly followed.

"The eight of you are guarding around Sanhe Village, and one of you will come out and kill one of you! Don't be merciful, remember, get rid of the evil! I will deal with the surrounding situation, and if there is anyone who escapes the net, I will solve it!"

After ordering everyone's division of labor, these eight people immediately rushed to their respective positions and waited for the Black Wind Village people to come out.

However, everyone waited for a long time, but no one appeared, until the smoke and dust of Sanhe Village completely dissipated, and when they saw the appearance of Sanhe Village at this time, they understood why no one was able to escape.

Looking at the huge pit with a diameter of 100 zhang and a depth of dozens of zhang in front of him, even Ling Fan, the initiator of all this, was stuck on the edge of the pit.

At this time, there was only one sentence lingering in his mind.

"Is this really what I did?"