After resting for a while, the young man surnamed Qian took the silver short sword back, wiped it on a small bag on his waist, and the short sword disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the closing calmed down, and after a while, the man surnamed Qian said with a strange face: "There is no storage bag, how is it possible, could it have been blown up just now." It's impossible, the self-explosion during the gas refining period is impossible to damage the storage bag, is it blown up?"

After speaking, the man surnamed Qian hurriedly jumped out of the pit and searched around. After a while, he stopped, and scolded with a gloomy face: "Damn, where did you go, there is no one." It seems to be a big loss. After saying that, he continued his search.

The behavior of the man surnamed Qian did not escape Zhou Nan's eyes. For the small bag around his waist, Zhou Nan was full of curiosity. Searching with his eyes closed, what kind of magical power is this? But as soon as he saw the young man's seriously injured and weak appearance, the aggressive factor in Zhou Nan's blood instantly came to life.

Originally, I planned to follow them to find the entry method of the Xuanhuo Sect, but it seems that it has to be changed. If this guy were to be captured alive, he would definitely get a lot of news, and he would get a lot of things. Gradually, Zhou Nan felt more and more that this plan was feasible.

The only trouble is that I don't know how much strength this guy still has, so I have to attack rashly, don't suffer a big loss. It seems that I have to give him a try, but I can't do it, and I can't be too late. With his familiarity with this place, coupled with the injury suffered by the man surnamed Qian, if he wants to run away, he must have no way. Thinking of this, Zhou Nan was already a little excited.

After going around the giant pit, the face of the man surnamed Qian became more and more difficult to look at. "It seems that today is a busy day, stealing chickens is not a counter-erosion. Could it be that I was wrong? Is it possible, with this kid's sixth-layer cultivation of the Enlightenment Spirit, how could there be such a treasure?" the man surnamed Qian muttered coldly.

Suddenly, the man surnamed Qian shuddered, and the hairs on his back stood up in an instant. I didn't have time to think about it, I dodged, and I only felt a pain in my left arm, so I lay down on the right side of the body.

With his right hand covering his left arm, the man surnamed Qian got up in embarrassment, his eyes swept back. I saw that where I was standing just now, there was a handsome half-grown young man standing, holding a long knife glowing with a cold light, looking at himself excitedly.

Looking at Zhou Nan's expression, a strange thought suddenly appeared in the heart of the man surnamed Qian: "This expression, how does it look like looking at the little fat sheep!"

Shaking his head and erasing the cranky thoughts in his heart, the man surnamed Qian stared at Zhou Nan angrily, and said gloomily, "Who is Your Excellency?

Zhou Nan didn't answer, what answered him was a sharp long knife. With a 'bump', the man surnamed Qian dodged again, and the knife slashed on the stone, splashing sparks. From being attacked to being questioned by a man surnamed Qian, all this happened in a flash of light.

Next, needless to say, the man surnamed Qian was depressed for a while, and he didn't even know who the other party was, so he was slashed by the other party. Not only that, but this guy is deadly and ruthless.

Not long after, the man surnamed Qian added several wounds to his body. Realizing his dangerous situation, he didn't have time to think about it, the man surnamed Qian risked his injuries to worsen, summoned a trace of mana, and in an instant, the silver short sword stabbed towards Zhou Nan.

Zhou Nan, who was slashing wildly, suddenly put the long knife horizontally in front of him. With a crisp sound of "dang", a huge force came, and Zhou Nan was repelled a few feet away. Before he could stand firmly, the angry voice of the man surnamed Qian came into his ears, "Boy, are you looking for death? ”

Taking a deep breath, straightening his body, feeling a light in his hand, Zhou Nan lifted the knife and looked at it, and suddenly cold sweat covered his forehead. I saw that the long knife in his hand, which was as sharp as clay, was broken in half. Rubbing his wrist by luck, Zhou Nan was afraid for a while.

If he didn't block it, wouldn't he have explained his little life, Zhou Nan didn't dare to imagine it. Just now, when he saw that he had succeeded in the knife, he thought that the man surnamed Qian had been seriously injured in the previous explosion and was powerless to fight back. So he chased and slashed, I didn't expect this guy to have such strength, it seems that he is still inexperienced, dealing with this kind of person, after all, they are all old fox level, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and he has to be careful.

In an instant, these thoughts flowed rapidly through Zhou Nan's mind. Since he had missed the opportunity, Zhou Nan stopped attacking and looked at the man surnamed Qian cautiously.

Suddenly, Zhou Nan smiled slightly, and shouted at the man surnamed Qian with a smile on his face: "Uncle, aren't you good at old skills? After speaking, he didn't forget to shake the broken knife in his hand.

Poor man surnamed Qian, he didn't know what to say, he was labeled as an 'old fox' by Zhou Nan just now. Looking at Zhou Nan's harmless smile, the man surnamed Qian was depressed for a while.

"How did I encounter all the bad luck today, who did I provoke whom, first I didn't catch the fox and made a fuss, and I was plotted by the guy who deserved it. Then he was slashed by this kid who came out of nowhere. And that's not even the most hateful. The most hateful thing is that this kid actually calls himself uncle? I think my son, Yushu Lingfeng, has a dignified appearance, when was he called uncle?"

After listening to Zhou Nan's words, the man surnamed Qian almost didn't get angry. waved the silver short sword in his hand, and said with a calm face: "Boy, let you talk wildly, if you don't give me an explanation, Lao Tzu will definitely cramp and peel you." ”

The boundless anger has made the man surnamed Qian like a powder keg that is about to explode, just one point, as for his usual demeanor, he has already flown out of the clouds, and directly called himself 'Lao Tzu'. If someone who knows the man surnamed Qian sees this, he will definitely drop his jaw in shock, who makes this guy always look gentle and elegant?

Zhou Nan smiled and said disapprerovantly: "Since the old man is serious, that kid won't be joking." Someone asked me to ask you to go somewhere, but I guess you don't want to go. Even if you go, uncle, you won't say anything. So I had to use a knife to ask the old man, you are old!"

Ignoring the cold face of the man surnamed Qian, who could already freeze everything, Zhou Nan continued to take care of himself and said: "Don't say it, except for this matter, the kid really admires you, uncle." According to your current situation, uncle, you can still break my long knife?

After listening to Zhou Nan's words, the man surnamed Qian didn't get any information, only the word 'uncle' flying in front of him. "Old man" is like a fire, instantly igniting the big barrel of gunpowder of the man surnamed Qian. Suddenly, the man surnamed Qian swung his sword like Zhou Nan and rushed towards him, slashing with death.

From beginning to end, the man surnamed Qian didn't realize that the kid standing in front of him was actually a mere mortal. Of course, this also has a significant relationship with the injury of the man surnamed Qian. In addition, he was angry with Zhou Nan, and he couldn't care about anything. All kinds of factors doomed him to be unlucky.

And as an immortal cultivator, being able to be popular with mortals to this extent, the man surnamed Qian can be said to be the first bad since ancient times. On weekdays, no matter how high or low the cultivation of immortal cultivators is, for mortals, they always look like Lao Tzu is on top. If a mortal can see an immortal cultivator once, he will always be slightly promised, groveling, not daring to look at each other, and saying that there is green smoke on the ancestral grave, and it is a blessing from eight lifetimes of cultivation.

All of this caused the man surnamed Qian to ignore the possibility that he was a mortal as soon as he saw Zhou Nanmian. In your cognition, what mortals dare to talk and laugh when they see immortal cultivators, shouting and shouting and killing? If you ask other immortal cultivators about such a thing, others will not point to your forehead and scold: "Is there something wrong with the head of the cultivator?"

Next, of course, there is no need to say more. The blow of the man surnamed Qian consumed the most powerful mana in his body, and naturally he couldn't use the magic power of the silver short sword. Without the ability of an immortal cultivator, the man surnamed Qian could only fight with Zhou Nan's real sword and real gun.

Seeing the man surnamed Qian like this, Zhou Nan became excited. If the man surnamed Qian could still use the trick just now-flying sword, then he would have run away a long time ago. If you don't run, the man surnamed He Qian will continue to do it? Just kidding, as long as Zhou Nan is not stupid, he will not do that. I was lucky enough to dodge a blow just now, and my long knife was ruined, so it would be fun to do it again.

Looking at the man surnamed Qian, who was extremely flexible and vicious, and the short sword in front of him, Zhou Nan felt a trace of pressure. I couldn't help but think, "This guy couldn't have been from a Lian family before!" Not to mention, he really thought right.

When he did not embark on the road of cultivating immortals, because he was obsessed with martial arts, the man surnamed Qian practiced martial arts for several years, but it was not deep. Coincidentally, after becoming an immortal cultivator, the man's hobby surnamed Qian did not fall, relying on the powerful means of immortal cultivators. In just over 20 years, his martial arts cultivation has made great progress.

Otherwise, he would not have put pressure on Zhou Nan when he was in a state of rage. As for age, the man surnamed Qian is just thirty and in the prime of life, of course, this refers to the perspective of mortals. Being a 'uncle' by Zhou Nan, no one can stand it, not to mention that the man surnamed Qian is already in a very bad mood.

Seeing the man surnamed Qian like this, Zhou Nannan was not anxious, but became more and more excited. According to Zhou Nan's kung fu, he is a top player in the rivers and lakes. Thinking of the days of waterfall training, Zhou Nan felt a chill.

In those difficult years, he didn't just exercise his body, but he didn't study this martial arts skill, but he just practiced it bitterly, so he didn't mention it.

In addition, he has some talent for martial arts, although the training period is short, but he has also achieved a small amount. Coupled with his outstanding physical fitness, Zhou Nan is also a top player. Since the day of martial arts training, the opponents he has encountered are weaker than himself, and he has never slashed so heartily.

After another encounter, Zhou Nan widened the distance between him and the man surnamed Qian. wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted, "Come again!" After speaking, he rushed towards the man surnamed Qian.

Looking at Zhou Nan, who was getting more and more excited, gradually the man surnamed Qian was bitter in his heart. If he hadn't been injured, with his own skills, he wouldn't have felt the slightest discomfort even if he didn't use his mana and fought Zhou Nan for three hundred rounds.

But this world is different from the past, he was seriously injured before, coupled with the injuries suffered by Zhou Nan's sneak attack, and after experiencing such a high-intensity slash, he was already exhausted. If it weren't for the strong spirit of the immortal cultivators, they would have fallen long ago. Gradually, the man's movements couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

The movement in his hand suddenly slowed down, and the man surnamed Qian instantly sobered up, looked at the broken knife in his eyes that was rapidly expanding, and exclaimed unwillingly: "My life is over!" Before he finished shouting, his eyes turned black and he lost consciousness.

Gasp, rest, retract, capture, drag, return to the hole.