Sword of Heaven

Chapter 70

"What happened?" Chen Fan asked with a flat face. The Burning Heaven sword energy in his body returned to calm and gathered in the dantian. His whole body was still in the same state as ordinary Qi training level nine, unless there were strong men above the golden core stage In, otherwise no one can see the clue.

At this time, he noticed that those disciples who had strange faces were also looking at him coldly.

"It has nothing to do with you, leave quickly." Mo Bai said in a deep voice.

"Wait." At this time, a dark-faced man next to Mo Bai suddenly said, took a few steps forward, looked deeply at Chen Fan for a few times, and then glanced at the bald man standing on his shoulder. Mao Niao asked, "Who are you, and whose name is that?"

Chen Fan frowned slightly, and when he was about to speak, Mo Bai came out again, and said coldly: "Brother, we are here to find Chen Fan's whereabouts this time, so there is no need to waste time with irrelevant people."

Chen Fan was startled when he heard the words, and glanced at those disciples again, frowning even tighter. Mo Bai was warning himself that someone was looking for him, and he called the black-faced man Senior Brother, which meant to tell Chen Fan that someone was looking for him. Fan, these people are not from the Heavy Sword Peak.

"What are you afraid of?" Chen Fan didn't care, and asked in a low voice.

He knew that it was impossible for Mo Bai to be afraid of these people in front of him. The biggest possibility was that there were more powerful enemies around here. As for the origins of these people, Chen Fan had already guessed to some extent.

While he was speaking, his spiritual consciousness came out instantly, and the movement of flowers, plants and trees in a radius of [-] meters entered his eyes.

"So that's how it is." Chen Fan sneered, and there were two monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment, rushing over from the wall of the heavy sword city.

The black-faced man glanced coldly at Mo Bai, and said in a deep voice, "Mo Bai, I advise you to stop pretending to be smart."

Then he turned his head, took a deep look at Chen Fan, and said in a strange way: "In a remote village, there is a monk who brings a young monster with him as a pet. I think this fellow Taoist is not a simple person."

"Damn, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? This old man is a dignified ancient beast, is it someone else's pet? You dare to speak rudely. Believe it or not, this old man will suppress you and burn your soul day and night?" The bald bird originally pulled its head together. Drowsy on Chen Fan's shoulder, when he heard the black-faced man's words, he jumped up and cursed angrily.

But the bald bird's opening made those people turn pale with fright.

"A monster with spiritual intelligence."

"How is it possible?" Several people looked at the bald bird in disbelief. In their impression, the monsters that could speak were all above the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"Hmph, you know you're scared? Quickly kneel down to the old man and kowtow five hundred times." The bald bird raised its head proudly, waved its bare wings, and said in a childlike voice.

"This..." The black-faced man and the others had never seen such a monster before, and the bald-haired bird's milky voice reduced their fear by half.

Mo Bai also looked at Chen Fan in surprise, and at the same time slightly looked at the naked ugly bird on his shoulder, as if he was thinking about something.

At this moment, the originally bright and clear sky suddenly darkened, the surrounding spiritual energy began to fluctuate, the clouds suddenly surged up, and the area within tens of meters was suddenly covered by a coercion.

"Whoosh!" Immediately, a strange wind suddenly hit everyone, Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and there were two female monks in the strange wind, stepping on flying swords, probing out their spiritual senses, these two were Chen Fan's spiritual senses just now. The monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment that were detected.

After the two people's spiritual sense swept over Chen Fan, they seemed to realize that there was no danger, and the strange wind gradually weakened, and the coercion slowly dissipated. The flying swords under the feet of the two female monks suddenly turned and flew into their hands. With a little footfall, Qiqi landed near the black-faced man.

The faces of the two were pretty, their waists were like willows, and they were graceful and charming, but at the moment their faces were covered with frost, and they asked coldly, "What happened?"

"The two senior sisters came at the right time. This person is probably Chen Fan." The black-faced man saw the two female monks, his face suddenly showed joy, and he pointed to Chen Fan and said: "This person also has a beast pet. He looks ugly, but he has developed spiritual wisdom."

"Damn it, Heitanlian, you wait for the old man." The bald bird flapped its bare wings and glared angrily at the black-faced man.

A gleam of light flashed across the eyes of the two female monks, and they looked at the bald bird in surprise, but after looking at it for a while, they lost interest in an instant, as if they were not interested in its appearance.

The bald bird suddenly trembled with anger, and said angrily: "It's really unreasonable. The old man is considered handsome in Daxiu Immortal Realm. He is a rare handsome man in the world. I didn't expect to be bullied by dogs like this."

After finishing speaking, it looked at Chen Fan, raised its bare wings, pointed at the two female monks, and said in an old-fashioned way: "Boy, I will leave these two women behind and give the old man a favor."

"Presumptuous!" The faces of the two female monks turned cold when they heard the words, and they angrily shouted.

"Huh, believe it or not, the old man sneezes and blows your clothes away, leaving you naked in an instant." The bald bird shouted.

Chen Fan's face changed slightly, he realized that his decision to be with this bird seemed to be a bit wrong.

Even Mo Bai, who was standing by the side, was a little stunned. This monster with already enlightened intelligence spoke in a childish voice, but it was like an old hooligan.

The two female monks were also so angry that they blushed and glared directly at Chen Fan. One of them pointed at him and said coldly: "You bastard, are you Chen Fan?"

"Take care of your beast pets!" Another female monk said with a sneer and said with a cold smile: "But it seems that you don't need to worry about it now. I'm afraid you won't live long."

Chen Fan's face suddenly turned cold, and killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Mo Bai's face darkened when he saw this, and the true energy in his body was raised immediately, he grabbed Chen Fan's sleeve and said in a deep voice, "You can't fight, run!"

"Mo Bai, what are you doing?" The black-faced man's face changed when he saw this, and he shouted angrily.

But the two female monks didn't care at all, they stood still and snorted coldly: "Can I run away?"

Chen Fan suddenly stretched out his hand, waved lightly, relieved Mo Bai's energy, and said flatly, "Senior Brother Mo, there is no need to run away."

"Chen Fan, you..." Mo Bai's face was extremely anxious. Seeing that the opportunity to escape was ruined by Chen Fan, he could only look at Chen Fan and shook his head, and said in a low voice: "They are all strong in the middle stage of foundation establishment. There is no way to fight them, and if you are captured this time, you will surely die."

"Mo Bai, do you want to betray Chongjian Peak and Wanjianzong now?" The black-faced man stood beside him and shouted coldly.

Chen Fan turned his head and glanced at him coldly, the coldness in his eyes caused the black-faced man's chest to tremble suddenly, and he lowered his head unconsciously.

"Are these all from Wan Jianzong?" Chen Fan recovered his calm expression, looked at Mo Bai and asked.

Mo Bai sighed, nodded and did not speak. In his opinion, no matter how powerful Chen Fan was, he could not be able to defeat the two sword cultivators of Wan Jianzong, the sword cultivators in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

At this time, the two female monks flickered, and suddenly appeared in front of Chen Fan and the others, blocking their way, a faint blue halo was already gushing out from the sword in their hands, and there was a curtain of water flowing above, All belong to the sword energy of water.

"Chen Fan, you have colluded with the Demon Sect to kidnap the young master of our Wanjian Sect. Let me ask you, where did you hide him?" One of them pointed his sword at Chen Fan and asked in a deep voice.

"You can either tell us now, or wait for us to abolish your cultivation and take you back to the heavy sword peak to torture you in every possible way. I advise you to tell us quickly, where is our young suzerain?" Another person also asked with a gloomy face.

"Dead." Chen Fan's voice was extremely flat, and when the words fell, he flicked the long sword in his hand, the blade suddenly trembled at high speed, and a sharp sword cry pierced the silence.

"What did you say?" The two female sword cultivators couldn't believe it, and stared at Chen Fan with wide eyes.

"Fall into the volcanic magma, he has already been reduced to ashes, if you want to see him, I can help you." After Chen Fan finished speaking, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Then there was a sound of "swoosh", and Chen Fan's figure suddenly disappeared from the crowd.

[Thanks (English) for the two rewards of Juaiai Children's Shoes! 】

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