Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

The sudden words shouted by the old man Xiahou startled everyone nearby, and everyone followed his gaze and looked to one side.

"Alas! We were discovered after all. Brother Dong, prepare to fight!"

Just when everyone looked to the left not far away in surprise, a sigh came from there, and then they saw the space suddenly distorted, and at the same time, two figures suddenly appeared.

And these two people are none other than Wu Fan and Dong Zhuojun, who have been hiding nearby.

After the previous illusion was shattered, the two of them were teleported outside the killing array together with the people of Wanjian Sect, and they remained hidden until just now, when they had no choice but to follow the others in.

Fortunately, those disciples had previously caused disturbances in the thunder and lightning area. Old Man Xiahou and others were anxious and did not notice them, so they came here safely.

It's a pity that after the two of them rushed over, they originally wanted to continue to hide, but they were too close to the people of Wanjian Sect, and the riot was over, so they were still discovered by the old man Xiahou.

But having said that, Wu Fan was still very happy at this moment, and at the same time he was secretly glad in his heart. Fortunately, he had left the two formation mages behind. Otherwise, they would never have been able to break into this killing formation.

Now he was relaxed, because he was confident of breaking through the remaining defensive light curtain.

But there was some trouble at the moment. Now that the opponent had discovered them, it would definitely be a fight to the death. Although he was not afraid of anything, the opponent was indeed very strong, and this fight would definitely not be easy.

But now there is no other way but to fight, so he simply reveals his figure, and at the same time shakes his head to Dong Zhuojun beside him and sighs.

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But at this moment, Dong Zhuojun's face was very ugly, and he was extremely nervous. He was not as relaxed as Wu Fan appeared.

Although he knew that his partner was powerful, the opponent's late-stage Jindan monk was like an unbridgeable gap in his heart, and he had no confidence to compete with him.

But now he had no other choice but to fight to the death, so he nodded to Wu Fan without saying a word.

"Who are you and how did you get here?"

When the old man Xiahou saw Wu Fan and Wu Fan, his consciousness glanced briefly, his heart suddenly relaxed, and then he asked in a cold voice.

At this moment, everyone else also discovered the opponent's cultivation, so the expressions on their faces immediately relaxed, and at the same time there was a faint smile on their faces, obviously they did not take Wu Fan and the others seriously.

"We are just casual cultivators, and we followed you in before."

When Wu Fan saw this, he didn't rush to take action. After his eyes swayed for a moment, he then raised his hand and chuckled!

"Two fellow Taoists, my senior brother asked you how you got here, not how you got here."

Seeing that the other party did not understand what his senior brother meant, the man named Xia chuckled and corrected him.

The old man Xiahou just hummed softly at what Wu Fan said and waited for the other party to tell him the reason again.

"Fellow Taoist, as I said just now, we did follow you in."

When Wu Fan saw this, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes. Of course, his movement was so slight that others couldn't notice it, so he raised his hand again and said.

"So, you came in from the illusion with us?"

The old man Xiahou immediately understood what he meant, and then asked with a cold glint in his eyes.

"Yes, but we mean no harm!"

Wu Fan behaved very honestly, and was not angry at the other party's attitude. He answered simply.

After hearing this, the man surnamed Xia, the woman surnamed Lan and others looked at each other, but said nothing.

"Then did you see anyone else in the illusion?"

The old man Xiahou rolled his eyes and asked again.

"I haven't seen anyone else. When we entered the illusion, we saw all the fellow Taoists. Seeing that there were so many of you, we were afraid of getting into unnecessary trouble, so we hid ourselves in desperation. Unexpectedly, not long after That space actually shattered, and then we came here."

After Wu Fan heard this, he pretended to be innocent and said.

Dong Zhuojun on the side blinked and couldn't help but glance at Wu Fan, but said nothing, but the expression on his face was a bit strange.

After hearing this, the people of Wanjian Sect looked at each other again, and at the same time, there was a fierce look in their eyes.

"In this case, you can go and die. This is not the place where you casual cultivators should come!"

Seeing that he had nothing to ask anymore, the old man Xia Hou flashed a cold light in his eyes, and his words seemed very casual, so he glanced at the man surnamed Xia and the woman surnamed Lan beside him.

After the two men saw this, a smile appeared on their faces, and they immediately walked towards Wu Fan and Wu Fan as ordered.

"Wait a minute, fellow Taoists, we really don't have any ill intentions. I don't know if this is good or not. We are willing to hand over the storage bag and leave here immediately. We will never compete with fellow Taoists for treasures. We just ask you to let us go. A way out."

When Wu Fan heard this, a look of fear immediately appeared on his face, and he quickly pulled off his storage bag and greeted the two men surnamed Xia, as if he was going to lose money and avoid disaster.

At this time, Dong Zhuojun also immediately understood what Wu Fan meant, so he also pulled down the storage bag and bent forward to greet him.

There is an air restriction here, so a few people can only move forward on foot.

After hearing this, the two men surnamed Xia turned their heads and looked at the old man Xia Hou, with questions in their eyes.

But the old man Xiahou just snorted and raised his chin without saying anything.

The two men surnamed Xia understood and did not hesitate. They ran instead of walking and rushed towards Wu Fan and the others. At the same time, they also released their flying swords.

"Fellow Daoists, spare my life!"

When Wu Fan and the other man saw this, they were not afraid at all. Instead, they showed a hint of joy in their eyes. So they pretended to be very scared and stopped, bent down and raised the storage bag above their heads, and shouted for mercy.

But the two men surnamed Xia turned a deaf ear to this and soon came to the attack range.

At this moment, Wu Fan's eyes turned cold when he looked at the ground. After hanging the storage bag on his waist without saying a word, his body trembled slightly. At the same time, a golden light immediately rushed out of his body and instantly covered the two people who rushed over.

"What, how could this happen!"

The Xia man who was just covered by the golden light stopped in his tracks. After carefully sensing the gravity on his body, he was horrified and couldn't help but exclaimed.

At this moment, the Lan woman was not much better. Her delicate face also changed, and her forward momentum also stopped immediately.

"Brother Dong, do it!"

After Wu Fan shouted in a low voice, his figure disappeared in an instant. When he appeared again, he was not far from the Xia man.

"Okay!"

Dong Zhuojun seized the opportunity, a trace of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes, and he also ran forward quickly.

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