Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 1010 The Man in White
"This... what happened?"

Huang Renjie's body shook, and he took a few steps back in astonishment. For a moment, he didn't know what happened, why the mysterious magic weapon in his hand suddenly shattered.

"It's nothing, Senior Brother Huang."

Zhao Yifan said casually, "It's just that I already know what you want to do. Since you want to kill me, I'm sorry, I have no choice but to send you on your way first."

"Just you?"

Huang Renjie was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly. Although he didn't know what happened just now that caused the magic weapon of Xuanmen to shatter suddenly, he never thought that it would have something to do with Zhao Yifan, but subconsciously and habitually thought it was other reasons.

As for the reason, he hasn't thought of it yet, but what is certain is that it will definitely not be done by Zhao Yifan!
After all, he is just an outer disciple of the fourth level of Qi Refining Realm.

"That's right, it's just me."

Zhao Yifan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he pointed in the air casually, and the aura on his body suddenly soared at this moment. The powerful aura almost made Huang Renjie unable to breathe, making his soul tremble, fear, he couldn't believe it. He stared at Zhao Yifan with wide eyes: "You, why are you..."

Before he finished speaking, a blood hole appeared between Huang Renjie's eyebrows!
He was only at the seventh level of the Qi Refining Realm, and in Zhao Yifan's eyes, he was like an ant, who could be crushed to death easily.

Huang Renjie's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes were still full of shock, and he fell to the ground.

Zhao Yifan took back the two storage jade tokens from his hand, and touched Huang Renjie's pocket casually, intending to see if this guy had any good things.

As a result, at this moment, suddenly, a powerful spiritual consciousness came quickly from a distance, and immediately locked on Zhao Yifan and Zhong Xin!

"not good……"

Zhao Yifan was startled, "I didn't expect there to be a strong man in the Yin-Yang realm nearby. It must be the moment when I killed Huang Renjie just now, the aura was released without any cover, and he noticed it."

Thinking of this, Zhao Yifan didn't hesitate at all, and came to Zhong Xin's side lightly on his toes. Before Zhong Xin could react to what happened, Zhao Yifan supported his body with one hand. Immediately, the scene in front of him quickly turned to back away.

"This guy is coming!"

Zhao Yifan took Zhong Xin with him, as fast as a galloping horse, and quickly plundered towards the outside of the capital city. The divine sense locked him tightly. Now that he had been discovered by the other party, Zhao Yifan didn't bother to continue to cover up, and released it in the same way. Out of consciousness, while running, while checking the other party's situation.

It was a man in white clothes with an expressionless face exuding a cold aura.

After reaching the Yin-Yang realm, it is already impossible to tell the age of the other party purely from the appearance.

As long as practitioners in the yin-yang realm want to change their appearance, for example, make themselves younger or older, they can do it with a little effort and time.

But few people do it.

For example, Wang Jian and Cha Lunpeng, neither of them changed their appearance.

The man in white was not slow, and chased him all the way.

Neither Zhao Yifan nor this white-clothed man was flying with Qi, because once they flew with Qi in this metropolis, they would be exposed immediately and would be seen by countless pairs of eyes.

Zhao Yifan was worried that others would discover his true strength, but this man in white didn't know what he was thinking.

Although Zhong Xin was supported by one hand, in terms of speed, Zhao Yifan was no slower than the man in white who was chasing after him. The two rushed towards the outside of the metropolis at almost the same speed.

Zhao Yifan has tried his best to choose a road with few people to run, but it is still inevitable to meet some passers-by.

However, most of these passers-by were ordinary people. With Zhao Yifan's running speed, they still couldn't see Zhao Yifan's figure clearly. Basically, they only heard the sound of wind, and then, a shadow quickly went away.

These people were so shocked that they thought they had seen a ghost!
After a while, Zhao Yifan and Zhong Xin came to the city wall of the capital city, which was tens of meters high, and there were guards standing guard on it.

Zhao Yifan kept walking, and lightly touched the ground. The next moment, Zhong Xin felt as if he was flying from the ground as if he was riding a cloud.

"who?"

When Zhao Yifan jumped onto the city wall, it just so happened that there were a dozen guards walking towards this side with weapons in hand. He suddenly saw a person "flying" up from under the city wall and landed gently on the city wall. A dozen guards were startled first, and then the captain of the guard who came back to his senses yelled.

"Living."

Zhao Yifan said something casually, without stopping for a moment, pulled Zhong Xin and jumped off the city wall tens of meters high.

The dozen or so guards were startled, and rushed over to look down, only to see Zhao Yifan and Zhong Xin quickly fall outside the city wall, and with a flash of their bodies, they appeared more than ten meters away in an instant, like ghosts and ghosts. After a flash, the two disappeared.

The dozen or so guards stared wide-eyed, subconsciously turned back to where Zhao Yifan jumped up just now, looked under the city wall, and thought to himself: "This city wall is tens of meters high, how did this guy jump up?"

Before the thoughts in their minds were finished, the dozen or so guards saw a figure flashing under the city wall, and another person "jumped" up from below.

It was the man in white who had been chasing after him.

Seeing him "jump" up, the captain of the guard yelled, "Who?" Subconsciously, he slashed at the man in white with the weapon in his hand.

"court death!"

A cold voice came, this was the last time the captain of the guard heard the sound in his life, when the man in white saw the steel knife that fell from his head, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, he did not dodge or avoid it, and faced the steel knife , reach out and grab it!
clang!
The palm of the hand and the steel knife intersected, and there was a sound of gold and iron!

Immediately afterwards, a powerful spiritual energy instantly followed the steel knife and invaded the body of the guard captain!
With a bang, the blade of the steel knife was broken inch by inch. The captain of the guard vomited blood and his body shook wildly. The man in white stepped on the captain of the guard and fell from the other side of the city wall without stopping go down.

After the captain of the guard was stepped on the top of the head by the man in white, his whole body seemed to "explode" like an exploding balloon. Countless flesh and blood flew all over the sky, dyeing the remaining ten or so guards. The bloody people, startled them shouted loudly.

After the white-clothed man landed on the ground, the few dodges also disappeared.

The man in white didn't feel any psychological burden at all for killing the captain of the guard casually. To him, this kind of ordinary person would be killed as soon as he was killed, just like trampling an ant to death.

"……what?"

While the man in white was running extremely fast, his eyes lit up suddenly, and a look of surprise flashed across his face, "The speed has actually increased again? Haha! Interesting, interesting! I have been coming to this metropolis for many days, and today I finally met a master... Where to run!"

The aura in his body circulated rapidly, and his running speed accelerated a bit. From a distance, his whole body was like a ray of white light, rushing forward quickly.

"...This guy really lingers."

Supporting Zhong Xin, Zhao Yifan ran while thinking in his heart. After leaving the metropolis, he ran all the way to a sparsely populated and desolate place. Here, he didn't have to worry about checking the houses in front of him, pedestrians, etc. like he was in the metropolis. Therefore, Zhao Yifan increased his speed to the extreme. Zhong Xin, who was being carried by him, could not touch the ground with both feet, and could not open his eyes.

"If he let go suddenly, will I be thrown to death?"

Zhong Xin listened to the whistling wind in his ears, and suddenly this idea popped up in his mind.

"This person's cultivation should be slightly lower than mine."

The aura in Zhao Yifan's body was stimulated to the limit, and he ran with all his strength holding Zhong Xin. His consciousness sensed that the man in white who was chasing after him like a tarsus maggot was not only not thrown away by him, but was at a distance from him. , slowly getting closer.

From this, Zhao Yifan roughly estimated the strength of the man in white. After all, Zhao Yifan was at a disadvantage if he ran with Zhong Xin in his arms.

But what puzzled Zhao Yifan was that the man in white seemed to be competing with him. As long as Zhao Yifan didn't fly with his breath, he also flew without his breath. Competing.

"It seems that it is impossible to solve him."

Zhao Yifan made up his mind, and suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and Zhong Xin, who was held in his hands, could finally land on his feet, but he just stood up, feeling that his legs were extremely soft. After landing, he staggered, Almost fell to the ground.

Zhong Xin took a deep breath, and only then did he feel a little better.

"Stay away."

Zhao Yifan said something lightly.

"what?"

Zhong Xin was taken aback for a moment, and then came to his senses. Just as he took a step to the side, he heard the sound of the wind, and a figure suddenly appeared behind him. Zhong Xin was startled immediately, and he hurriedly stepped back a few times. Stepping forward, he looked at the man in white in surprise.

The man in white didn't even look at Zhong Xin, he looked Zhao Yifan from head to toe, frowned slightly, and said, "You are not a disciple of the Heitian sect!"

"Oh?"

Zhao Yifan was stunned for a moment. Only then did he notice that the man in white was embroidered with a purple crescent moon on the left and right necklines. His heart moved and he said, "Are you from the Purple Moon Sect?" At the same time, he A thought flashed in my mind, there is no moon in this ancient world, where did the name of the Purple Moon Sect come from?
(End of this chapter)