Opening his hazy eyes, Mo Fan looked around the cave and found that a bright light had appeared at the entrance of the cave, and it seemed that it was not far from dawn.

Standing up, approaching the girl, checking the girl's pulse with his hand, and after making sure that it was okay, Mo Fan strode out of the cave.

Time passed slowly in the snow, and the cave was no longer dark, and the light of the snow accompanied by the bright light illuminated the whole cave more and more.

It had been an hour since Mo Fan came out, and in this vast snowfall, all he could find was a snowcock and a mountain rabbit in his hand.

Carrying a bundle of wood on his shoulder, this is his breakfast with the two beauties in the cave today, and there is no room for failure, so he has to take care of it carefully.

Mo Fan rushed to the cave in the heavy snow, a strand of white hair flying in the snow, sometimes left, sometimes right, with the cold wind.

Bang bang!

Just as Mo Fan walked to the foot of the cave, he only heard the sound of weapons colliding not far away.

The source of the sound seemed to be the only way he had to go, and the only path leading to the cave.

At the beginning, Mo Fan chose the cave because it was remote enough, and it had innate advantages, which was not easy to be discovered.

Now that the sound of weapons colliding can be heard from there, it means that the cave has been discovered, and both the girl and Shinoxiao may be in danger.

Throwing away the things in his hand, Mo Fan quickly ran up on the snow, he didn't dare to slack off at this time, and the two girls in the cave made him very worried.

Xiaoxiao is a half-ass, although she is a little cultivated, but as far as her things are concerned, it's okay to use them to do something else, if it's used to fight, before she makes a move, she will be beaten by the opponent.

And the beautiful girl is a real white, she doesn't know anything, in Mo Fan's words, if she is still a little useful, it is a vase, not to mention that she is still a wounded person.

"You guys looking for death, don't think I don't dare to kill you!"

On the slope not far from the cave, a ghost-faced rakshasa was holding a large knife in his hand, and he was still holding a knife on his back, standing domineeringly on the slope surrounded by more than a dozen people.

Standing at the lower end of the slope, with a large knife in his hand, he let the snow fall on him, but when the goose-feathered snow fell around his body, it turned into ashes three feet away from him, and there was no sticking at all.

Mo Fan, who had just arrived not far away, saw this scene, and there was also a look of amazement in his eyes.

Even now, he can't let the drifting snow melt without getting wet, so from this point of view, the ghost-faced Rakshasa in front of him is not a simple character.

"Friends who came, this is my grudge with these people, and I ask my friends not to meddle in their affairs. Afterwards, my god-killing family must be grateful. ”

As soon as Mo Fan appeared, he heard the ghost-faced rakshasa shouting at him.

Hearing the words from the Ghost Face Rakshasa, Mo Fan did not flinch, but walked towards the cave generously.

Originally, he came in a hurry to make sure that the girl and Xiaoxiao were safe, but now seeing that this group of people was just fighting not far from the cave, Mo Fan also breathed a sigh of relief.

The girl had only stabbed herself last night, and he didn't want to see her in front of him again.

The moment he walked past the Ghost Face Rakshasa, Mo Fan felt a thick murderous aura from him, just passing by him for just a few seconds, the look in his eyes was very colorful, not something anyone could have.

Bang bang!

When passing by Rakshasa's side, Mo Fan inadvertently glanced at him, although it was only two seconds, but the murderous aura in his eyes made Mo Fan's heart beat in horror, and his heart kept jumping.

The whole body felt like it was buried in an ice cellar, the cold eroded the body, and the beads of sweat soaked through the clothes like the rain in June.

Time passed in the blink of an eye, and Mo Fan stopped in the snow two meters away from the Rakshasa, closed his eyes slightly, and opened them again, trying to calm himself down.

The staring at each other just now, although the time was very short, Mo Fan lost completely.

Before this, he had never felt such a strong murderous aura, even on the black shadow that was chasing him all the way.

Wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead with his hand, he glanced back at the ghost-faced rakshasa, squeezed out a smile and said, "I only care about the things and people I want, and the rest has nothing to do with me." ”

"Thank you!"

The ghost-faced rakshasa said simply, lifted the big knife in his hand, dragged out a little spark on the snow, and quickly scurried up in the snow.

His body is extremely secretive, like a shadow, flickering in the snow.

Mo Fan stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the ghost-faced Rakshasa posture, and couldn't help but admire, this was the fastest posture he had ever seen.

Rumble!

The ghost appeared in the crowd in an instant, his hand raised and fell, a bloody light sprinkled into the void, and a figure was split in half by his force, losing its precious life.

The ghost-faced rakshasa slashed a person, and his feet flashed again, and the long knife in his hand was not in a chopping posture, but was leveled by him, like a sickle that harvested the dealer, ghostly cutting through the Adam's apple of the two.

A team of more than a dozen people was killed by the Ghost-faced Rakshasa in a silent manner, causing them to be in a mess, and there was a scene of indiscriminate fighting and killing for a while.

They never imagined that as soon as they made a move, they would suffer such a loss, and they didn't even touch the corners of each other's clothes.

"Ahh

The team of more than a dozen people was in chaos, and they thought that the ghost shadow would converge in these random slashes, but what they didn't expect was that in their indiscriminate killing and slashing situation, one of their teammates was cut off by a big knife, leaving two halves of the body to fall in the ice and snow.

"It's such a fast attack speed, since I don't have time to see it clearly. Mo Fan stood at the entrance of the cave, watching the battle between the ghost-faced rakshasa and a dozen people, and he could see one or two of the ghost-faced slashing moves and degrees before, but this last one, let alone see it clearly, even the shadow, he didn't see it.

As far as the hands of the Ghost Face Rakshasa are concerned, Mo Fan didn't dare to say what others were doing, but he thought he couldn't do it.

"Of course it's soon, he's the Shura Sword of the God Killing Family-Ghost. ”

Mo Fan was looking at the wonderful picture when a pleasant voice interrupted him.

Busy looking sideways, only to find that I don't know when, the girl stood on his left, and Xiaoxiao's little girl stood on his right, also looking at the duel not far away with a look of amazement.

"The God Killer Family, the Shura Knife, the Ghost, you know them. "Mo Fan had heard the ghost-faced rakshasa report that his family was a god-killing family, but what was this so-called Shura knife and ghost shadow.

"Of course, among the leaders of the younger generation, no one knows the prestige of the God Killing Family, and no one knows. Especially their patriarch Phantom, I heard that she is a great beauty who is alive and well. The girl said, and glanced at Mo Fan with slanted eyes, and continued: "Don't have any ideas, an existence like a phantom is not something you can touch. ”

"Ahh

I don't know why, since I met the girl, Mo Fan always felt that the girl had been changing, although it was only a few days, but the girl seemed to be much more cheerful, no longer as cold and withdrawn as on the three thousand snow fields.

"Hehe!" Seeing Mo Fan's old face, the girl showed an innocent smile for the first time, and then said: "The God Killing Family started from the patriarch phantom to the bottom, and was divided into six grades, namely the patriarch, the elder, the protector, the god of killing, the heavenly evil, and the earth evil. ”

"This Shura Sword Ghost Shadow should not have a low status in the God Killing Family, otherwise, he would not have been sent to carry out a mission in the Three Thousand Snow Array. ”

The girl briefly talked about the situation of the God Killer Family, and then looked at the venue of the battle, only to see that the camp had been transferred at this time.

The team of four people who were killed by the ghost shadow had changed their previous panic, and all kinds of weapons in their hands bombarded the ghost, and the snowflakes flew all over the ground, and the sound was terrifying.

As a member of the god-killing family, the ghost shadow originally paid attention to one move to defeat the enemy, and after one move, if he couldn't kill the other party under his own sword, he would lose his innate advantage.

Once they lose this innate advantage, they will be found by their opponents, and if they want to succeed again, they will have to find another opportunity.

But opportunities are not always available, and if you miss it and want to make up for it, it will be very difficult.

Just like the current ghost, after a wave of attacks, he only killed the other four people, and before he had time to change the momentum of the attack, he was overturned by more than a dozen people, and he was defeated and retreated, only defense, no attack.

However, the ghost shadow is worthy of being the master of the God Killing Family, in the case of being attacked by more than a dozen people in a row, since there is no leakage of any flaws, a big knife is horizontal in front of the chest, and the murderous move is dismantled, avoiding attacks from all directions.

Touch!

Several weapons collided with the broadsword again, making a loud sound.

Collided with several weapons, the broadsword was obviously invincible, and under several fierce attacks, since there was a crack, in the end, under the bombardment of a spiritual power, it broke apart.

"Look for death!"

The big knife was broken, and the ghost instantly became furious, holding the broken knife that was only a foot long, and spun in place, magically blocking all the weapons that attacked him.

Repelled a group of people with one move, the ghost figure broke out of the encirclement again, standing not far from everyone, the murderous aura in his eyes rose again, and the mysterious energy on his body was released again.

The spiritual power in his hand flashed, the palm was forced, and the broken knife turned in the palm of his hand, with a strong murderous aura, stirring the air, and under his control, it buzzed and exploded.

"Go!"

After the broken knife was charged enough, the ghost shouted, and the broken knife in his hand was like a tiger breaking out of a cage, letting out a brave roar, through the falling snow, killing the crowd.

The speed of the broken knife is called a fast, and the moment it flies out, time seems to be forbidden, and even the goose feather snow has not stained it for half a minute.

Boom, boom!

When everyone reacted again, they saw that the broken knife had been buried in the snowfield, and the four figures in the crowd were covering their Adam's apple with their hands at this second, their eyes were shining, and they died.

With one palm, he struck out the broken knife and killed four people, and the ghost did not attack again, but his hand was already slapped behind his back, and his eyes were still filled with a strong murderous aura.