Luo Fanjian turned around and ran, without any hesitation. He turned into a black shadow, and instantly escaped into the void. Before he disappeared, there was a burst of scarlet blood light.

Luo Fanjian escaped tens of thousands of meters in an instant and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it, I've wasted 300 years of my life and burned my blood essence. If I don't have enough cultivation of natural materials and earth treasures, I will lose at least 800 years of my life."

"Hi!"

Luo Fanjian stabilized himself and ran to another place. He was shocked and flustered in his heart. He said in disbelief.

"No way!"

When Luo Fanjian heard the sound, he turned his head and looked around. His eyes dilated and his legs pushed hard in the air in front of him. Bursts of sparks flashed out with the naked eye.

"Stab..."

under the flight of soul swallowing sword, ye Xiaofan came to Luo Fanjian and said hello to Luo Fanjian.

"Hey! Old bald donkey, are you excited or not

"Shua!"

His speed is fast enough, but the streamer is even faster, fast enough to break through the sky. His speed is like a snail in front of the streamer. No matter how fast he accelerates, he can't pull away the distance, but he gets closer and closer.

After a few breaths, Luo Fanjian saw a streamer behind him. He approached quickly from hundreds of miles away. In the blink of an eye, he came to his back and said in astonishment.

"What is that?"

The sword nanxuan's hands kept swinging in front of him, holding a mysterious hand print. He said "Shua" to Ye Xiaofan. The soul devouring sword was like a spray device added to the back of his buttocks, and flew dozens of miles in an instant.

"Young master, take off!"

Then ye Xiaofan with a group of Cang family, all stand on the top of Nuo Da's soul eating sword.

Ye Xiaofan looked at the shocked Cang family behind him, and raised his mouth: "old man, wait a moment, take them with you, and scare the old bald donkey to death."

Sword South Xuan to leaf Xiaofan nodded, then jumped on the top of the head of the soul eating sword.

"Young master, let's go up."

The soul eating sword suddenly shot out of the soil and expanded dozens of times in an instant. It was like a great sword floating on the top of the head to block the scorching sun.

"Hum..."

"Shua!"

With a big wave of his hand, the sword nanxuan speaks with dignity. The air becomes illusory. The sand and stones fly around, the dust is ten thousand meters, and the wind is four volumes.

"This skill is called imperial sword skill!"

I almost forgot that he was a master of Kendo in the western regions thousands of years ago. There must be a lot of secret methods on him.

Ye Xiaofan blinked his eyes and said with some excitement.

"Oh? Old man, if you have any skills, show them quickly. "

Jian nanxuan looks indifferent and says confidently.

"Young master, don't worry. I have a special skill for travelling. I can increase my speed by ten times. If I let him insert four pairs of wings, I can't escape."

Ye Xiaofan put his hand on his forehead and looked at the distance, surprised.

"It's a great skill. It can run so far, old man. It seems that we can't catch up with it."

After escaping hundreds of miles, Luo Fanjian turned back and looked behind him. He could not help but see a touch of de Se in his eyes.

"My speed is no slower than the first-class baby, or even faster. No matter how strong he is, he can't catch up with me."

Ye Xiaofan's small face with a bright smile, once again block in front of Luo Fanjian, greeting Luo Fanjian.

"Ghost!"

Luo Fanjian, who had practiced for thousands of years and never believed in ghosts, said this sentence subconsciously in his mouth. It can be seen that Luo Fanjian's intestines are almost scared out.

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