Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Just when Mr. Lu was shocked, Wu Fan, who was above him, calmly reached out and pulled the storage bag off the body of the old man surnamed Pan and put it into his sleeves.

Once this person died, there was no one to control the two monster beasts. After a few flashes of light, they transformed into two talismans again, which were also put away by Wu Fan.

"That...! Xiaofan, why do I feel that your strength has improved a lot! Could it be that you...?"

Mr. Lu blinked his eyes, looked up at Wu Fan blankly, and couldn't help but ask tentatively. He vaguely guessed something. In his opinion, even people like Mrs. Qi and Jiang Zhengfei didn't dare to say that they could stay. He wanted to take the life of the old man named Pan, but Wu Fan killed him like butchering a dog. It was simply too easy. How was this different from a great monk?

"Haha, it has indeed improved a lot over the years, but the main reason is that I have re-refined the natal magic weapon. It is better than before. Don't be surprised, Mr. Lu. Okay, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's leave quickly."

Wu Fan chuckled lightly, not wanting to explain any more, and walked over to Mr. Lu.

"Let's go? But...! Is this okay?"

Mr. Lu frowned when he heard this, glanced at the battlefield between the two armies in the distance, and hesitated.

Before Wu Fan came, he might have run away if he had the chance, but now that Wu Fan was right in front of him, he felt a little more confident. What's more, even if he wanted to leave, there had to be a step down, and finally At least let the other party bring it up first, otherwise it won't sound good if word gets out.

It can be seen that Mr. Lu is still a person who pays great attention to appearance.

"Alas! If possible, I would also like to push back the enemy, but the current situation does not allow me to continue to resist, otherwise I may be in danger of my life. I think... let's go!"

Wu Fan naturally knew what the other party meant, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, and became this evil person without hesitation.

Of course, he is not afraid that Mr. Lu will tell Qian Yang and Fen Lie what he said in the future. After all, in his opinion, whether these two people can survive today is still unknown, and Mr. Lu will not betrayed him.

While speaking, Wu Fan's eyes flashed with black light, and he glanced into the distance. Under the observation of his Demonic Eyes, the eighth-level demon cultivator and Xing Gusheng were like wolves among sheep. Compared with him just now, It was even worse. Wherever he went, the Yuan Ying stage monks from Party B screamed and died in a short time.

If this continues, most of Party B's fifty or so people may die here, so he feels that now is the best time to escape.

As for what happens to Qian Yang and Fen Lie in the end, it all depends on their luck.

In fact, Wu Fan knew very well in his heart that if Long Yingfeng and Xing Gusheng took action to unite a group of Nascent Soul monks, they might not be able to bear it even though Qianyang and his two men were extremely capable.

"Alas! That's right. The gap between the two parties is too big and we can't win at all. It seems we can only walk away. But I don't know, that person...!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Lu immediately borrowed his donkey from the slope, sighed in a pretentious manner, and then took another look at the sky.

There, a dark cloud was moving crazily, and there were sounds of begging for mercy and screams. Yes, it was the short dwarf who was being chased by Tianluo Jihuo.

"Huh! He won't survive!"

Wu Fan snorted coldly and waved his arm casually without even looking at the dark cloud. However, the Tiangang Spirit-Slashing Sword above his head trembled slightly and disappeared in an instant.

In fact, Tianluo Jihuo could kill this person if it took some time, but Wu Fan didn't want to waste time and decided to deal with him as soon as possible.

However, the next moment, something unexpected happened.

I saw a green light suddenly projected from high in the sky, covering a radius of more than ten miles.

At the same time, the Tiangang Spirit-Slaying Sword, which was supposed to teleport away, suddenly appeared near the clouds as soon as it came into contact with the green light.

Immediately afterwards, a loud noise came, and as far as the eye could see, a hairpin magic weapon flew from high in the sky. It was more than three feet long, and it instantly collided with the Tiangang Spirit-Slaying Sword.

Although both were knocked away at the same time, and the hairpin flew much further, the dwarf managed to save his life.

Wu Fan was startled for a moment when he saw this, but the next moment, his face instantly darkened, and he suddenly raised his head to look high in the sky.

Because he recognized who the hairpin magic weapon belonged to.

"Mr. Lu, get out of here quickly, Mrs. Qi and Sang Hanfeng are here!"

Wu Fan's eyes flashed with black light. He caught two figures in the clouds and mist high in the sky. His face turned cold and he spoke quickly without looking back.

"What...! The two of them are here, what should I do! No, no, I can't just leave. You saved my life just now, Xiaofan, how can I abandon you!"

When Mr. Lu heard this, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised his head to look high in the sky, with a look of panic on his face. But then he shook his head again and again, his eyes just struggled for a moment, and then he said decisively.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lu, these two people can't do anything to me. If you stay here, it will make me unable to do anything and take care of you."

A trace of impatience flashed in Wu Fan's eyes, but he still tried to persuade him with good words.

He knew that these two people were coming for him, and it was too late to leave now. He knew better than anyone how fast Madam Qi's wind chariot was. Even if he had advanced to the middle stage now, he would still be far behind in speed. Far from it.

Now, he could only let Mr. Lu leave this place first, and then he would find a way to deal with these two people as soon as possible, and then escape from this place.

Of course, he also knew why these two people came alone. The other party's idea was to hold him back first, and then wait for the two great monks to free up their hands before taking his life. After all, Qi Fu knew that even if the two of them joined forces, It may not be his opponent.

At this moment, Wu Fan also looked depressed and couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that the two of them had never thought of giving up revenge!

"But, it's better to have more than one person...!"

Mr. Lu was not angry because of Wu Fan's words. He still understood his own strength, but he really couldn't just walk away and want to say something right away.

But before he finished speaking, a female voice came from high in the sky.

"Hmph! So you are here, which makes it easier for me to find you. I'll see where you run away today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two figures quickly rushed out of the clouds and mist, and in a few flashes they arrived not far from Wu Fan. They were Mrs. Qi and Sang Hanfeng.

The two men stood quietly in the air, staring at Wu Fan coldly, but they did not rush to take action.

However, Mrs. Qi glanced at the Tiangang Spirit-Severing Sword that had just flown back, intentionally or unintentionally, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Haha, thank you very much. I haven't seen you for twenty years. Is Mrs. Qi okay?"

Wu Fan rolled his eyes when he heard this and couldn't help but make a joke.

"Stop talking nonsense with me, Wu Fan, today is the day you die! We should resolve the previous two grudges!"

Mrs. Qi's pretty face was frosty, she stared at Wu Fan and said coldly.