Tuxian Road

"Hey, Miss Nan and I are in love with each other, and it's only natural for us to become a Taoist couple. Could it be that your Xing family is still planning to rob other people's Taoist couple?" Feng Fan's words revealed a hint of pride.

"Presumptuous!" The District Elder was already very angry. Hearing Feng Fan's words and seeing Feng Fan's arrogant expression, he roared angrily, and then his mind moved, and a wave of waves shot towards Feng Fan.

"Spiritual consciousness attack!" Just as this thought flashed in Feng Fan's mind, he felt a "boom" in his mind and temporarily lost his mind.In an empty place, Feng Fan felt that he seemed to have turned into a blue Nascent Soul, and a purple Nascent Soul was floating opposite, with the hideous appearance of the District Elder vaguely on it.

"Little bastard, you dare to ruin the reputation of my Xing family. Today, the old man will abolish you and turn you into an idiot!" Zi Yuanying roared, opened his mouth, and a lavender flame shot out towards The soul of Feng Fan's Nascent Soul rushed over.The surrounding space became somewhat distorted under the scorching flames.

"Patriarch, what's wrong with Brother Cheng?" Nan Yifeng, who noticed Feng Fan and the district elder's eyes were dull and motionless at the same time, turned pale and exclaimed loudly.

"Hmph, this Xing family elder with a different surname launched a spiritual attack on Cheng Haoxuan." Nan Peibai said coldly.

"Patriarch, you must stop him, Brother Cheng has saved my life several times!" Nan Yifeng screamed with a pale face.

"It's ridiculous, a monk at the initial stage of Dacheng can save your life several times, do you think I'm a fool?" Nan Peibai whispered coldly in Nan Yifeng's ear.

"He can display the strength equivalent to that of an ordinary monk at the beginning of the middle stage of Dacheng. He really saved his life. I beg the patriarch to help him!" Nan Yifeng begged bitterly with tears in his eyes.

"This is all your fault. If I save this person, it will bring great calamity to my Nan family." Nan Peibai said impatiently with a cold look on his face.

In the space of Fengfan's spiritual consciousness, the flames were already less than a few feet away from Fengfan, and the fiery breath almost suffocated Fengfan's soul.With a sudden change in his thoughts, Feng Fan's Nascent Soul gushed out countless golden lights, which quickly turned into a golden shield, blocking in front of his Nascent Soul.

With a sound of "Chi", the golden shield gradually turned red, crimson, purple, and purple under the burning of the purple flames.Feng Fan Yuanying opened his mouth, and a stream of water-attribute five-element profound energy spewed out, the shield suddenly cooled down, and finally turned into its original golden color.

The moment the purple flames dissipated, the golden shield suddenly turned into ten thousand golden lights, rushing towards the opposite Nascent Soul.The Nascent Soul on the opposite side flickered hastily, and a purple mask appeared around it instantly, but the golden light seemed to penetrate the mask directly as if there was nothing there.

"No!" The district elder's Nascent Soul let out a sharp scream the moment it was pierced by Wan Dao Jinmang.

Feng Fan suddenly felt a splitting headache, and suddenly recovered his mind.The scenes just now were vaguely played back in his mind, and Feng Fan immediately remembered what happened just now.

"Boy, what kind of treasure is there in your consciousness? It can actually seriously damage my consciousness?" The elder in the opposite district suddenly trembled, and then spat out blood, asking with a ferocious expression.Nan Peibai and Nan Yifeng's expressions changed slightly when they heard the words, Nan Peibai showed a look of horror.

A monk at the initial stage of Dacheng was not only safe and sound after a monk at the initial stage of Consummation launched a spiritual attack, but also severely injured his opponent who was a full level higher than him. This simply created a myth in the world of comprehension.And Nan Yifeng knew that Cheng Haoxuan was not only fine, but also that he was going to consummate the early initial level of monks. After being severely injured, his face was full of surprises.

"Hey, sorry I have nothing to say." Feng Fan said with great air.

"Boy, you wait!" The district elder roared, and then walked out in desperation.

"Ou, you are just a running dog with a foreign surname in the Xing family, don't be too arrogant, be careful that one day I will send you on the road!" Sen Han's words came from Feng Fan's mouth, which not only shocked and angered the district elders, but also Nan Peibai frowned slightly.If Feng Fan was just an initial-level cultivator in the early stage of Dacheng, Nan Peibai would expel him without hesitation, but just now I saw that Feng Fan was not at a disadvantage in the face of the spiritual attack of a cultivator at the completion stage, but also It severely injured Elder Yang of the Xing family.So even though Nan Peibai was a little angry at this time, he still suppressed that anger.

"The disaster you caused will be entirely borne by yourself in the future. When the Xing family makes things difficult for you, our Nan family will not do anything for you." Nan Peibai's voice was slightly dissatisfied.

"Hehe, of course I will solve the disaster I caused, so why not rely on your Nan family?" Feng Fan said arrogantly.

"Huh! If that's the case, you can do it yourself!" Nan Peibai snorted coldly, ignored the two of them, and walked away.

"Brother Cheng, it's really difficult for you this time." Seeing Nan Peibai leaving the hall, Nan Yifeng sighed lightly, and said sadly.

"No problem." Feng Fan said lightly with raised brows.

"We seem to be able to return to the Cultivation Sub-Alliance. We have caused such a big disaster. We don't have special matters in the future, so we don't want to leave the Fourth Cultivation Sub-Alliance." Nan Yifeng hesitated for a moment, then said dejectedly.The two left the hall and walked outside.

Two young monks came from a distance. The one on the left had a face like a crown of jade and was dressed in a silver-white gown, looking extremely handsome.The man on the right is wearing a yellow robe, a white jade crown on his head, and a ribbon inlaid with several light blue gemstones around his waist.

"Brother Cheng, these two people are monks with a different surname who usually pester me, don't pay attention to them, let's avoid them." Nan Yifeng saw the two people opposite him, and immediately sent a sound transmission to Fengfan's spiritual sense.

"Why do you want to avoid it? This is the Nan family. As a member of the family, you have to avoid monks with other surnames. It seems to damage your reputation if you spread it. An obliterated memory!" Feng Fan said with a sneer.

"Miss Nan, it's you! I really want to kill me this time, I thought Miss Nan would never return to the family. Now that Miss Nan is back, please sit in my cave and I will treat you well Miss Nan." The two young monks saw Nan Yifeng with a sinister look in their eyes, and the young man in white shirt said with a sinister smile.

"Huh? Is this early Dacheng monk next to Miss Nan your follower?" Another young man in yellow robe glanced at Feng Fan and said as if there was no one else around.

"You two dogs, you'd better get out of the way, otherwise I will let you live and die!" Feng Fan said flatly.Even though the two monks on the opposite side were both peak-level monks in the early days of Dacheng, they were basically garbage in Feng Fan's eyes.

"Boy, you're courting death!" The yellow-robed cultivator's face sank, and he cursed ferociously. Then he flipped one hand, and a turbulent light blue flame appeared in his hand.The flames are mottled and jumping, like a ghostly will-o'-the-wisp.The yellow-robed monk suddenly swung one hand, and the ball of flames shot out with a "swish", and suddenly expanded during the flight, and finally it was as big as a millstone, rushing fiercely towards Feng Fan.

"The light of rice grains dares to compete with Haoyue!" Feng Fan's heart moved amidst Feng Fan's roar, and a small purple sword suddenly appeared in front of him.Feng Fan clicked with one hand, and the small purple sword suspended in mid-air surged under the infusion of his true energy, and a series of dazzling purple awns swarmed out, and some of the purple awns instantly turned into countless purple arcs. Mottled jumping around.Waving Feng Fan's sleeve robe, the Zidian sword shot towards the light blue flame. With a soft "chuck", the flames split into two, and the Zidian sword stabbed fiercely at the yellow-robed monk unabated.

The flames that were divided into two continued to outflank Feng Fan, and when Feng Fan's mind moved, a layer of blue light suddenly appeared around his body. With a sound of "Puchi", two groups of huge flames slammed into Feng Fan's Zhenyuan shield and burned violently.

"The strength of the initial-level monks in the middle of Dacheng!" The yellow-robed monk hurriedly opened the true essence shield amidst exclamations.But after a muffled sound that made him shudder, his true essence shield was pierced by the purple electric sword like thin paper.

With a sound of "Puchi", the Zidian sword pierced through the left shoulder of the yellow-robed monk, and a bloody arrow shot out.The yellow-robed monk grunted, his body trembled, and his face immediately turned extremely pale.

At this time, the blue flame burning Feng Fan's true essence shield became invisible because he lost the control of the yellow-robed monk who was severely injured by the purple lightning sword. With a sneer in the corner of Feng Fan's mouth, he stared at the opposite yellow-robed monk who was gushing blood .

"Boy, you are ruthless! Who are you?" Seeing that the young monks beside Nan Yifeng, as the initial level monks in the early stage of Dacheng, can not only display the strength equivalent to the ordinary monks in the middle stage of Dacheng, but also make fierce moves, he can't help but look He gritted his teeth and asked.

"This is my Taoist companion Cheng Haoxuan." Before Feng Fan could speak, Nan Yifeng had already sighed softly.

"Boy, you actually committed crimes in the Nan family. It seems that I have to teach you a lesson today." The white-clothed cultivator gave Feng Fan a fierce look, gritted his teeth, and roared in a sharp voice.

"Even if you don't make a move, I will teach you a lesson today." Feng Fan lightly dropped a cold sentence, pointed at Zidian Sword, Gu Baoqing moaned, and turned back from behind the two, He slashed at the white-clothed monk fiercely.In the middle of the journey, countless electric arcs jumped on the Zidian sword, which was full of domineering, exuding awe-inspiring killing intent, and locked the white-clothed monk firmly.