Big man

Deep in the primeval jungle, there is a large piece of newly reclaimed flat land.

This is the entrance of Jinpengren Cave House.

The defensive circle was blasted by Xiao Fan in an instant, and the entrance of the cave appeared naked in front of Xiao Fan.

With a flick of Xiao Fan's sleeve, a huge force surged out, the thick stone gate exploded, and the rubble scattered and collapsed.Xiao Fan's feet escaped together, and Ajielina floated in.

"Who is coming?"

A furious shout sounded suddenly, and at the same time a gust of wind swept in, sweeping away the dust and gravel all over the sky, revealing the tall figure of a man.

Xiao Fan's eyes flashed, and he saw that this person was about 40 years old, the same as the five Jinpeng people he had killed, with dark skin, two short horns that were bright red like blood on the top of his head, and his face was ferocious. The only difference between the Jinpeng man is that the Jinpeng man in front of him has a faint golden light on his dark face, making him look more dignified.

This person exudes the spiritual pressure of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and it is obviously the Nascent Soul cultivator and elder of the Jinpeng clan that Xiao Fan detected with the power of his divine sense.

The power of divine sense swept forward, and Elder Jinpeng was taken aback, his aggressive expression was smothered.

"Where is the expert fellow Taoist? Zhong Wuwei, the elder of the Jinpeng clan!"

Elder Jinpeng clasped his fists and asked, his words were polite, but his intention of guarding was extremely obvious.This is not Xuanwu Realm, all other monks from other worlds are enemies.

Xiao Fan glanced at him, and said calmly: "Friend Zhong Daoist, Xiao did not come to catch up with you. Why do you send people to hunt down your partner and detain her clansmen?"

Zhong Wuwei slowly lowered his hands, looked at Xiao Fan with cold eyes, and said coldly: "It turns out that Fellow Daoist is a member of the blood clan in the Somo world, hehe. Then there is nothing to say. Zhong Mou respects you Fellow Daoist in the late Yuanying period, I won’t hold you accountable for trespassing on my cave and killing my disciple. Fellow Daoist, take your partner and leave quickly, so you can avoid the disaster of swordsmen.”

This person knew that Xiao Fan was a great monk in the late stage.The words are still so tough, it seems that there is something to rely on.

Xiao Fan shook his head slightly, his eyes became cold.

Zhong Wuwei immediately realized that the danger was coming, flipped his wrist, golden light shone, and dozens of throwing knives shot towards Xiao Fan like a rain of flowers.He actually took the first step.

Undoubtedly this is the right way to play.

Xiao Fan's level is higher than his, if you wait for Xiao Fan to make the first move, he will be passive, it is better to strike first.At least you can grab a head start.

Each of these dozens of flying knives is seven or eight inches long, like a dagger with a thick back and thin blade, and the sound of piercing through the air is extremely dull.It can be seen that each throwing knife is very heavy.Xiao Fan sensed the breath of life from it, without a doubt.These flying knives are not made of metal, but made of biological materials, just like Xiao Fan's dragon scale armor and dragon scale sword are both made of sea animal materials.

Such a weapon treasure.It is often refined by the heart, ever-changing, and difficult to deal with.

A sneer appeared on Xiao Fan's face, he just stood there, neither dodging nor dodging, dozens of throwing knives arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Seeing Xiao Fan being so supportive, Zhong Wuwei was a little surprised, but he was overjoyed immediately.This person is self-confident that he is a great cultivator in the late Yuanying period, and his cultivation is profound, so he underestimates his natal magic weapon like this, it's really bad luck for him.Originally, he had already prepared that if he lost the enemy, he would run away immediately. Seeing such a situation, he quietly put away the light under his feet.

Let this vampire kid get a good look at the supernatural powers of my Jinpeng clan!

"Swipe brush-"

The heavy flying knife hit Xiao Fan directly.

"what……"

Agelina didn't expect this to happen, she was caught off guard, and couldn't help exclaiming, the expression on her pretty little face changed drastically, and her eyes were full of worry.

Xiao Fan's body was torn open by dozens of golden flying knives, shattered inch by inch, turning into little bubbles and dissipating in the air.

"Illusion?"

Zhong Wuwei was taken aback, and shouted, with a move of his hand, dozens of golden lights shot back, and at the same time, the light flashed under his feet, and he was about to dodge and walk backwards.

This person's reaction was not unpleasant, and his combat experience was not insignificant.

It's a pity that he made a big mistake when he decided to stay where he was to see the results.Even the decision to fight Xiao Fan was a big mistake.If Xiao Fan ran away when Xiao Fan came to kill him, Xiao Fan was busy saving people, maybe he would not go after him, and there was still a glimmer of life.

Since he took the initiative to fight Xiao Fan, the result was already doomed.

No matter how quick his reflexes and how experienced he is, the result is the same.

There was a soft cracking sound like "嗤", the void around Zhong Wuwei twisted like water ripples, a long and narrow knife with a blue light shining on the blade, with a "swish", it slashed towards Zhong Wuwei, The surrounding temperature suddenly rose, as if even the air was about to be ignited.

Before the blade reached, a large area of ​​Zhong Wuwei's eyebrows and beard had been burnt off by the scorching heat.

Xiao Fan integrated the Yan Ling Zhan into the Eight Diagrams Saber Technique.

Zhong Wuwei was shocked, there was no time to dodge at this moment anyway, in a hurry, he let out a loud roar, his whole body shone with golden light, and a golden feather flew out.This plume is about a chi long, with golden light, as if made of red gold, extremely delicate.In a blink of an eye, Lingyu turned into a Yanling Saber several feet long, and without guidance, it automatically attacked the Flame Spirit Blade.

"what?"

Xiao Fan showed a slight look of surprise.

He felt the extremely pure essence of life from this piece of plume, there is no doubt that this is Zhong Wuwei's natal feather.

Everyone in the Jinpeng tribe has the blood of the Holy Spirit Golden Winged Roc, but the blood of most of them is very weak, no different from ordinary people.This person can cultivate to the mid-stage of Nascent Soul, which shows that he is considered a leader among the Jinpeng clan, and the blood in his body should be relatively strong, and it is not known that he can even transform into a bird body.

This natal feather should be his life-saving magic weapon, at least one of them.

"Shh-"

At the critical moment, Xiao Fan tilted the blade slightly, and missed the golden Yanling Saber.

Immediately, there was a flash of translucent light in the void, and the Yanling knife transformed from the natal feather suddenly froze in midair, struggling vigorously.However, no matter how much it struggles, it is difficult to move even half a cent.

Zhong Wuwei was angry and impatient, he hurriedly glanced over there, and vaguely saw a transparent rope, binding his natal feathers firmly.

This blood cultivator actually wanted to take his natal feather by force.

Once the life feather is taken away, even if he can escape with his life, he will suffer a serious illness, at least fall to a level, and the progress of cultivation in the future will be difficult at every step, with half the effort.If he hadn't been desperate just now, he had no other way to think of in a hurry, and he would not have easily released his natal feathers to fight against the enemy.

It's just that he didn't expect this person to be so cunning. When he saw his natal feathers and feathers were of extraordinary quality, he immediately wanted to snatch them.

In desperation, Zhong Wuwei urged the power of his divine sense again and again, trying to take back his natal feather, but there was no movement.

Originally, the natal feathers were extremely spiritual, and it was difficult to restrain them with ordinary magic weapons. The rope Xiao Fan sacrificed seemed to be made from the natal materials of beasts. bound.

Zhong Wuwei was so angry and impatient that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Xiao Fan didn't want to give him any more chance to breathe. With a shake of his left hand, he forcibly retracted the Prisoner Longsuo, took out a few talismans with his backhand, and quickly sealed them on the golden feathers.Benming Lingyu, who was still struggling, wailed suddenly, and the shining golden light instantly became extremely dim. Xiao Fan flipped his wrist, and put Benming Lingyu into the storage bracelet.

These movements seemed complicated, but they were done in one go, Zhong Wuwei had no time to think of other ways, and had already lost the connection with his natal Lingyu.

"Wow--"

Zhong Wuwei's face suddenly turned red like blood, and the blood welling up in his throat could no longer be suppressed, and spurted out.

"Shhhhh..."

At the sound of piercing the sky, dozens of light blue blade lights formed a dense blade net, covering the head.

Zhong Wuwei's body suddenly became blazing and steaming, as if he was in an oven in an instant, the fluids in his body were quickly evaporating, and he would be burned into a piece of charcoal in the blink of an eye.

Elder Jinpeng was startled and angry, and he didn't care about the loss of his life feathers. With a loud shout, dozens of golden throwing knives flew out, facing the net of light blue knives.These dozens of flying knives are also refined from his flesh feathers. Although the power of a single flying knife is not as powerful as the wild goose feather knife transformed from the natal feathers, they are sharp weapons when combined.With this magic weapon, Zhong Wuwei has defeated countless enemies and saved his life many times in critical moments.

But this time, it didn't work.

The power of jingyan has always been one of Xiao Fan's strongest supernatural powers, and sometimes he even breaks through to a higher realm one step ahead of his true self.For example, right now, Xiao Fan's own realm has not yet reached the peak state of the late Nascent Soul, but the "Jing Yan Jue" has been cultivated to the third major perfection, and it is very likely that he will break through to the power of the enlightenment stage again one step ahead of the deity.

Although Zhong Wuwei spent many years of painstaking efforts in his magic weapon of flying knives and sacrificed it extremely powerfully, under the attack of the third major and perfect "Jingyan Jue", he only resisted it for a while, and then let out wailing sounds. In an instant, it was turned into dozens of blue smoke by the blazing high temperature, and dissipated in the air, leaving only a burnt smell of burnt feathers.

"impossible……"

Zhong Wuwei yelled, staring dumbfoundedly at the golden flying knife that disappeared completely, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

It's not that he has never lost a battle, but the meat-feathered flying knife that has been refined for more than a hundred years was completely destroyed in one encounter. Don't say it never happened before, even in his dreams, he would never have expected such a terrible thing to happen.

The elder Jinpeng had no time to react, and the next moment, the knife net enveloped him.

A heart-piercing howl suddenly sounded, only half a cry, and then stopped abruptly.

Under the shroud of the sword net, Elder Jinpeng had disappeared without a trace. (to be continued~^~)