Liao Fanchen was also dizzy, this is why he will cast such a valuable spell here, you must know that even this spell was given to him by one of his elders, and it was used for self-defense, and it was worth more than 100 spars. He is a tyrant in the entire Qinglong Territory, and he does not have many spars on hand, in order to join the inner gate, more of them were exchanged by him for the contribution of the sect, and this fist of flame is his biggest reliance on self-defense.

Ba Fenghan never thought that he would encounter an attack by a spell, which was almost impossible for these monks of the outer gate, and the moment the fist of flame was formed, he turned around and ran.

Ba Fenghan, whose physical fitness has been greatly improved, runs very fast, but the spell is a powerful attack mastered by the monk, relying on the talisman to cast it, the speed is faster, in an instant, the fist of flame caught up with him, the rich fire surnamed Yuan Li, crisscrossing around him, explosive energy, enveloping him little by little, making him unable to escape, strength, momentum, true qi, all of these, can not be cast, for the first time, he has a sense of powerlessness, in the face of the spell, any effort is in vain.

released the Flaming Fist, slightly regretting it, but seeing that Ba Fenghan, who had just been strong, was oppressed by the Flaming Fist, and it was about to turn into ashes, Liao Fanchen had a hint of pleasure of revenge for no reason.

[It's over], Ba Fenghan's heart was dark, could it be that he just died, he had already died once, he was absolutely unwilling to die here, as if he was unwilling to shout, as if he heard his call, on his arm, the Qiankun Diagram that had been quiet, suddenly heated, when the Flaming Fist shrouded his head, a golden light flashed, suddenly expanded, and easily blocked the Flaming Fist.

"Impossible!" Liao Fanchen almost cried out.

The people around seemed to take a breath of cold air, and the magic weapon that could be integrated into the body, what does this mean, the name [Treasure Weapon] flashed in their hearts, Treasure Weapon, I didn't expect that in Ba Fenghan's hand, there was a treasure weapon, no wonder his strength was progressing so fast, why was such a treasure not in their hands?

Ordinary monks, often use the magic weapon, the magic weapon is divided into upper, middle and lower three grades, each contains different rules and power, and when the power rules are applied to a certain extent, the transformation will occur, so that the power rules are better perfect and sharp, and applied to the magic weapons, it is the treasure, the treasure is the meaning of the treasure of the magic weapon, generally speaking, the ordinary monks in the late stage of Yangyuan have begun to try to refine the magic weapon, but the treasure must be in the sixth stage of the Ning Dan period, it is possible, where the ordinary monks, the treasure is very rare.

Liao Fanchen's eyes widened, this was already his last move, but he didn't expect that he still failed, and he regretted it, why did he impulsively cast the Flame Fist, but now without the protection of this spell, he is not the opponent of Ba Fenghan.

Ba Feng looked at Liao Fanchen coldly, if it weren't for the protection of Qiankun Tu, he was afraid that he would have hung up, this Liao Fanchen, blink of an eye at Qiankun Tu, thought in his heart, and tried to say: "Qiankun Tu, fight back!"

I don't know if it was touched, or what, the Qiankun diagram slowly turned, and the fist of flame was turning.

Liao Fanchen seemed to see the result, and said loudly: "Don't, my cousin is ......"

Before Liao Fanchen finished speaking, the fist of flames had already turned, how fast the speed of the spell was, with a whoosh, the second half of Liao Fanchen's words were blocked behind, and the fist of flames hit Liao Fanchen's body violently, only smelling a scorched smell of barbecue, Liao Fanchen was beaten and flew up in the air, and then fell to the ground weakly.

Ba Fenghan didn't check it at all, what kind of Liao Fanchen is, his confidence in the spell, hit him head-on, even if Liao Fanchen doesn't die, his true qi will be completely wasted, this hero who dominates the green dragon collar will probably never dare to do whatever he wants.

The eyes swept coldly over everyone's faces, and the smart one seemed to wake up immediately, and hurriedly knelt down and shouted, "Senior Brother Ba, I waited until I knew that I was wrong, please go around us!"

"Yes, we won't dare to do it again!"

A group of people, kneeling almost the entire room, kowtowed like a pound.

looked at this group with disdain, the outer disciples who oppressed the entire Qinglong Territory, the arrogant and domineering guys, but now they are like pitiful worms.

In Ba Fenghan's heart, he thought for a while, this is the Luofu Sect, even if the outer disciples are not important, these people who are in charge of the medicine field are also part of the sect, and it is nothing to scrap one Liao Fanchen, but all of them are scrapped and attract the attention of the sect, it will not be good, he said coldly: "Okay, you all get up, I won't move you." ”

"Thank you, brother!"

"Thank you, brother!"

In Ba Fenghan's mouth, he said coldly: "However, no matter how much you dare to bully the weak, I will never spare it!"

Under a turning point, everyone's hearts froze, and their already stretched expressions immediately became nervous, and they fell to the ground almost without hesitation, and said: "Senior Brother Ba, we don't dare, we don't dare anymore, you just spare us!"

Ba Fenghan left proudly, and the others, looking at Liao Fanchen with complicated expressions, and the last one after another walked away, looking at the ground, Liao Fanchen, who was only half breathing, no one dared to come up to help, only Zhou Yule, he hesitated for a moment and walked towards Liao Fanchen.

Because he was directly hit by the fist of flames, the fist of flames contained extremely high heat, Liao Fanchen was up and down, pitch black, a little miserable, Zhou Yule held back the nausea in his heart, bowed down, and his heartbeat, he was overjoyed, thinking of what Liao Fanchen had told him, he took out a simple and dignified jade bottle from his arms.

Peeling off the stopper, a pill was poured out, fragrant, if Ba Fenghan was here, he would definitely exclaim, this pill, the spiritual power contained in it, dozens of times that of the Bailu Pill he bought, among the pills, even faintly you can see the shadows of the meridians, and the air currents flow rapidly in it.

Holding the pill, Zhou Yule hesitated for a moment, looked at the pill, and had a trace of confusion, and then took the pill to Liao Fanchen without hesitation.

Zhou Yule, as a casual cultivator, is accustomed to seeing deceit, and clearly knows that the only person he can rely on is Liao Fanchen, he has no other way to go, even if Ba Fenghan shows strong strength, even if he has an incredible magic weapon, he can't compare to this, the master of the imperial weapon level of the Inner Sect, this is a master of the same level as the Master Qingsong.

The pill is in the stomach, Zhou Yule's approach is right, this pill is nothing else, it is the elixir of the superior character, the Sanyuan Heart Protecting Pill, which is made of the three most precious materials, carefully refined by the alchemist, and made gently, even if he is dying, this kind of elixir can also help him take a breath.

Half a ring, with the help of the elixir, Liao Fanchen woke up leisurely, when he saw Zhou Yule, especially the whole body, the rich medicinal fragrance, he was clear at once, look around, there was no one, his face was gloomy, and said to Zhou Yule: "Let's go!"

"Go there?" Zhou Yule felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, this time, he made the right bet again, and hurriedly stepped forward and helped Liao Fanchen up.

"Hump!" From Liao Fanchen's mouth, he spit out three words with difficulty! In his eyes, there was a trace of ruthlessness and resentment, which fell into Zhou Yule's eyes, a spirit, such a heavy resentment!

Camel Peak, an important peak of the Inner Sect of Luofu Mountain, is not close to the Tear Bamboo Pavilion where they are located. Even if he took the Sanyuan Heart Protection Pill, Liao Fanchen's body was still unable to walk, and he had to rely on Zhou Yule's help, it was already late at night, and not many people paid attention to the two of them, and they slowly disappeared into the darkness.

Ba Fenghan didn't know at all that Liao Fanchen, who was abolished by him, turned around with the help of the Three-Yuan Heart Protecting Pill.

He turned around and left, coming and going fast, but it was only a few minutes, and on the way back, he happened to meet Qi Zhixiao, who came in a hurry and was worried.

"Feng Han, are you okay!" Ba Fenghan smiled: "What else can I do, it's okay!"

Seeing that Ba Fenghan was fine, Qi Zhixiao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, I'm really afraid that you will go to them......." ”

"I've gone to find it, but don't worry, the matter has been dealt with, and in the future, you will never be bullied by them again. ”

"What?" Qi Zhixiao's heart tightened again, and he looked Ba Fenghan up and down, wanting to see if he was stunned?

Ba Fenghan smiled slightly, and told Qi Zhixiao the matter simply, but he didn't see Qi Zhixiao's happiness, and asked with some surprise: "Zhixiao, what's wrong, without the oppression of these wicked people, aren't you happy?"

After stopping Ba Fenghan's words, Qi Zhixiao was not only not happy, but his face was embarrassed for a while, and it took a long time before he said: "Feng Han, you are too reckless!"

"What's wrong?"

Qi Zhixiao sighed and said, "Haven't you heard that Liao Fanchen is valued by the Master Qingsong?"

"Master Qingsong values it, Zhixiao, you also believe this kind of nonsense that is spread by falsehood, how can Master Qingsong be a master of the Imperial Weapon Period, how can he value such an outer disciple as him?"

"But what about Zhang Zhenzhou. ”

Qi Zhixiao's words made Ba Feng cold for a while, but he still didn't care too much and said: "Don't worry, I kept my hand and didn't kill him." ”

"This!" Qi Zhixiao didn't say much.

The camel peak of Luofu Mountain, known for resembling a camel, and here, is also an important peak in the inner door, Luofu Mountain in the middle of the night, it seems particularly quiet, full of yin, but in this moonlit night, two figures, suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain, staggering, supporting each other, going up!