Tuxian Road

Taking back his consciousness, Feng Fan felt quite emotional, he did not expect the world to be so dangerous.It was rumored that Park Junjie and Ye Hailong had a close relationship, but he did not expect this to be the case. Only now did Feng Fan understand why Park Junjie was still full of fear after seeing the ten of them that day.

Feng Fan didn't have the slightest affection for Ye Hailong, if he hadn't issued the order to recruit the staff of the medical center to be the disciples of the Haisha Gang's alchemy hall, he would not have been forced to leave his second uncle.Since Ye Hailong had the idea of ​​killing people with a knife, he refused to let him do so.If the Nether Palace dared to send someone to assassinate, he had no choice but to bring them to test the spells he cultivated.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Feng Fan spread his consciousness widely, carefully feeling the situation within a radius of ten miles.

Three hours passed, and the midnight had just passed.Feng Fan who was sitting in the hut raised his brows, stood up slowly, opened the door gently, climbed over the courtyard wall, and ran towards a certain direction.

Somewhere nearly ten miles away, three men in black were hurrying in the night. "Brother, it is said that the Haisha gang has sent ten masters to protect Pu Junjie this time. I wonder if our operation will be successful?" A short man with a long sword in his leftmost hand asked in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, our twelve masters rushed into Pu's house from four directions at the same time. Pu Junjie will definitely not be able to escape and ascend to heaven this time." A tall and thin man with a machete in the middle said with a sneer.

"Even if we fail, the 12 foreign players will attack immediately. Park Junjie will definitely die this time!" The man of medium build with a mace on the far right added.The three stopped suddenly, because they saw Feng Fan who appeared in front of him like a ghost at the same time.

"Who are you?" Looking at the black dagger at Fengfan's waist through the moonlight, the tall and thin man asked coldly. Anyone who saw a night walker with a dagger at his waist would not think that People are ordinary people.

"The three of you are from Nether Palace?" Feng Fan didn't answer the tall and thin man's question, but asked arrogantly.

"Brothers, do it." The thin and tall man stopped talking, but let out a low cry, raised his right hand, and the scimitar shot out, carrying a fierce wind and flying towards Fengfan.

With a sneer on Feng Fan's face, he instantly opened the True Yuan Shield. With a sound of "Chi", the scimitar seemed to be blocked by an invisible object a few inches away from Fengfan, then stopped, and finally fell to the ground.

"Damn it!" Seeing this astonishing scene, the man with the mace rushed forward, raised his mace a few feet away from Fengfan, and smashed it at Fengfan.

Feng Fan's mind moved, and a dagger appeared in front of him.Under the faint moonlight, the dagger shone with a soul-stirring cold light. With a sound of "bang", the long mace landed a few inches away from Feng Fan's head, as if it was blocked by some invisible object, and could no longer fall at all.

With a flick of Feng Fan's right finger, a beam of real energy hit the dagger, and the dagger suddenly rose sharply, turning into a giant sword several feet long and several inches wide.Under the extremely horrified eyes of the man opposite, the huge sword shot out.

The man in black suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and then a hole appeared, and blood spurted out. With a sound of "clang", the long mace in the man's hand fell heavily on the ground.The man in black then fell to the ground, convulsed a few times, and then died of exhaustion.

Feng Fan pointed at the giant sword in front of him, and the giant sword shot towards the short black-clothed man directly in front with a sharp killing intent.

Seeing that his companion was killed strangely, and then the flying sword attacked him, the short man was terrified, he waved his right hand hastily, and the long sword lay across his chest. With a sound of "puchi", the giant sword cut off the long sword at the waist like cutting tofu, the castration only slowed down, and then stabbed the short man's chest.

A scream of "Ah" pierced the night sky, and the giant sword penetrated the short man's chest like torn paper, and the short man fell to the ground.

Feng Fan pointed at the giant sword, and the giant sword flew back and floated in front of him, making soft moaning sounds, but this sound was like a life-threatening note to the tall and thin man opposite.

"You...are you a cultivator?" The thin and tall man was beyond horrified, his voice was full of deep fear, but he raised his hands very quickly, only to see a hard knife appeared in each hand. crossbow.

Seeing two hard crossbows facing him, Feng Fan showed a hint of sarcasm on his face, Feng Fan had shot himself countless times with this kind of hard crossbows when he was experimenting with the Zhenyuan Shield Technique.

The tall and thin man quickly pressed the mechanism on the hard crossbow with his thumbs, and countless arrows shot out.But Feng Fan stayed where he was, letting the arrows attack him.When all the arrows reached several inches in front of Feng Fan, they were blocked by invisible objects and fell to the ground one after another.When all the arrows in the hard crossbow were shot empty, the face of the thin and tall man became extremely ugly.

Feng Fan pointed at the giant sword in front of him, and the giant sword shot at the tall and thin man.Seeing the flying sword attacking him, the face of the tall and thin man who had just seen the power of this giant sword changed drastically, he raised his right hand hastily, and placed the hard crossbow across his chest.

With a "thud", the giant sword pierced through the hard crossbow without hindrance, and then stabbed the tall and thin man's neck.The tall and thin man snorted, then fell to the ground.

Putting away the flying sword, Feng Fan quickly rushed in another direction.In the next period of time, Feng Fan rushed in all directions, killing twelve masters of the Nether Palace, and when he killed the last group of masters, one of them sent a whistle to the sky before dying arrow.

In a very short period of time, Feng Fan, who felt that his true energy had been depleted after running continuously, suddenly frowned, because his spiritual sense sensed another 12 people coming from a distance again.

Feng Fan hesitated for a moment, and quickly returned to Pu's house.After calling out Qian Laoer and the others, Feng Fan told what happened, but he didn't reveal a word about the cultivator's secret, he just said that he had killed 12 people with the golden bell cover and other magical skills.

After everyone was amazed for a moment, Qian Laoer said in a deep voice: "Everyone, it seems that tonight will not be very peaceful. We all go outside and must be on guard." Everyone left the house one after another and came to guard outside.

Feng Fan was still in front of the hut where he lived, sensing the surroundings with his spiritual sense.At this time, the twelve people were already very close to the Pu family. Because Qian Laoer and the others issued a warning, Pu Junjie and some members of the Pu family woke up.

Everyone in the Pu family was extremely flustered, their behavior was in stark contrast to their usual domineering way of doing things.Pu Junjie stayed with Qian Lao Er, because this time Qian Lao Er was the leader of the ten people, so Pu Junjie thought that Qian Lao Er was the number one expert among these people, so it was relatively safe to be with him.