"boom!"
When the middle-aged man was in a trance, a gust of wind blew up from the boy's long sword, and the gust swept across the entire mountain range, swept the trees in the entire forest into the air, and then slammed toward the crowd at Yu Fanmen.
The middle-aged man's eyes sank, and his body narrowly escaped this attack from the young man, but the people behind him were not so lucky. fell to the ground.
Under the sun, the young man raised his blood-stained face, the long sword in his hand was carrying a gust of wind, and looked coldly at the crowd at Yu Fanmen.
"I'll only give you one chance, get out of here!"
The young man's voice was clear, and the same biting coldness made the faces of the people in Yu Fanmen extremely ugly, staring at the beautiful and beautiful face.
"Hehe," abruptly, the middle-aged man sneered, "Boy, do you think you can steal the fruit of your soul like this?"
Fu Qingchen did not speak.
But his aura spread out again at this moment, more swiftly and powerfully than before.
Perhaps it was the vain growth of the youth's aura, and the expressions of those behind the middle-aged man all changed greatly, and they said tremblingly: "Sect Master, this guy doesn't seem to be easy to deal with, why don't we leave first? For the sake of a soul Losing the life of the fruit is not worth it. Moreover, although the fruit of the soul is rare, it is not absent on the mainland. If the mainland does not have it, we can take the risk and go to the gods to find it, there is no need..."
The middle-aged man is not a fool. He still had some confidence to deal with the young man just now, but for some reason, his strength has improved a lot. If he is forced to take away the fruit of the soul, I am afraid it will not be so easy.
"Boy, you are lucky this time, let's go!"
The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie.
It has to be said that at this moment, Yu Fanmen really hesitated, so they could only stare at the young man unwillingly, and walked in the direction where they came.
And the fruit of the soul is by the side of the young man, and they are not sure that they can snatch the fruit of the soul, so they can only stop there.
Fu Qingchen never chased after these people. Sweat flowed down the hair on his forehead and flowed into his eyes, blurring his vision.
Just now, in order to intimidate these people in Yu Fanmen, he used the exercises given to him by his ancestors to forcibly improve his strength. Otherwise, he may not be able to win so many people alone in a real fight. Therefore, he can only use This approach increases coercion and scare them away.
but…
After raising the coercion, his body also appeared weak for a short time, the vision in front of him was blurred, and his body fell backwards.
In the blurred vision, he seemed to see a familiar figure, from far to near to his eyes.
The girl's face is beautiful and delicate, and her pair of smart eyes are looking at him with a little surprise, and those big eyes are full of doubts.
Fu Qingchen smiled bitterly.
It seems that he really misses her so much, how could Linger appear on Tianyu Mountain at such a time, it must be... He had hallucinations...
"Brother Fu."
When Fu Qingchen fell to the ground, he heard that crisp voice. The voice was so moving that it seemed to be deeply engraved in his soul, and it would be hard to forget it forever...
…
Sunset falls.
The afterglow of the sunset spreads all over the sky.
Fu Qingchen rubbed his aching head and slowly opened his eyes. His cold eyes showed surprise and frowned slightly.