Ye Fan ran fast, over mountains and ridges, as vigorous as a spirit ape, as fast as a cheetah, and the mountains retreated quickly. However, he couldn't really get rid of the people behind him completely, and a few figures were still following closely. It can be imagined that those people's cultivation base is not weak, and they are probably monks in the middle and late stages of the sea of suffering.
Suddenly, Ye Fan's expression froze. There was a grand canyon in front of him. Two figures appeared blocking the way. Not only were there pursuers behind, but also two people outflanked him ahead of time.
At this moment, it was too late to turn around and retreat, so he stopped and said, "You two, we were chatting together not long ago, why are you blocking my way now?"
Ahead, blocking the exit of the canyon were a man and a woman, both in their mid-twenties. There was a sneer on the corner of the woman's mouth, and said: "You are doing well in Ziyang Cave, why did you escape, did you do something shameful?"
The man took a few big steps forward, stared at Ye Fan, and said, "Could it be that he stole something? Otherwise, why did he run away in a hurry? It really is a beggar who has never changed his nature. Not clean."
"I think the 'source' on your body is not from the right place, maybe it was stolen from our Ziyang Cave, otherwise how could you, a little beggar, have such a valuable thing." The woman approached come.
During this process, Ye Fan kept moving forward, looking very natural, and he didn't seem to rush over. He was calm, but he was sneering in his heart. The two of them clearly wanted to rob him of his source, but they still wanted to give it to him. He listed trumped-up charges.
"How can you bury me like this, this 'source' is obviously a treasure of my family, you can't pour dirty water on me like this..." While speaking, Ye Fan had already come close to the two of them.
At this moment, the people behind saw the two sides approaching and shouted: "Be careful!"
But it was too late, Ye Fan made a decisive move, jumped up, his movements were extremely fast, his hands stretched out like lightning, and hit the heads of the two of them hard together, the two of them passed out directly.
The two monks never imagined that an eleven or twelve-year-old beggar would have such a terrifying skill. He was completely defenseless and fell to the ground in a blink of an eye, unconscious.
Ye Fan didn't use the golden book, mainly because there were two people in front of him blocking him, and he wasn't sure to kill them instantly. Moreover, he wanted to create an illusion for the people behind, mistakenly thinking that he killed the first person by this method, and did not understand the method of cultivation.
At this moment, Ye Fan pulled out a small machete from the woman, and made a gesture to chop the two of them, when there was a scolding sound from behind.
Ye Fan didn't fall down, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "I hope I can mislead you." He pretended to be flustered and continued to run forward.
Sure enough, there was a voice of hatred coming from the direction behind him, and someone said: "This little bastard is very cunning and has a strong physique. Brother Yang must have been beheaded and killed in the stone forest by him like this."
"Fortunately, we followed closely, otherwise Senior Brother Wang and Junior Sister Zhang would have met with misfortune."
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Ye Fan said to himself: "It's fine if you can't catch up. If you really keep pestering me forever, I'll surprise you then."
He doesn't have enough strength. If he reveals his hole cards too early, if he is surrounded by a few people, the consequences will be disastrous. Now that he has successfully misled a few people, he will have an extra amulet.
After running for more than a dozen miles, three figures finally surrounded them, and the woman in the middle sneered and said, "After all, I am not a disciple of Ziyang Dongtian. Although I ran very fast, I made many detours. We stopped."
The faces of the other two male disciples were extremely gloomy, and one of them said in a cold voice: "Poor Senior Brother Yang was killed by a little beggar, and he fell into the tricks of this little bastard, it is hateful!"
"If we hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid Senior Brother Wang and Junior Sister Zhang would also have encountered an accident, and were successfully attacked by this little beggar." Another male disciple also looked cold.
Ye Fan pretended to be afraid, showed the expression that an eleven or twelve-year-old boy should have, stammered, and said: "You guys... you can't blame me, they want to kill me... I have no choice but to take away my 'source'... Take advantage of their unpreparedness and knock them out...them."
The woman in the middle looked cold and said in a cold voice: "Senior brother Yang was killed by you..."
"I... thought I'd knocked him out, but I didn't expect that he didn't. He fell to the ground and grabbed my leg. I... was scared, so I pulled out the knife and accidentally...slashed it on his neck." Ye Fan Show the fear that a child should have.
"Accidentally?!" The woman's face was gloomy, her pretty face covered with frost, and said coldly: "Accidentally killed Senior Brother Yang, is this a joke or irony?"
"There is nothing more to say, take 'Yuan' away, kill him, and avenge Senior Brother Yang!"
"It's too cheap to kill him directly..."
The eyes of the two male disciples all shone with a cold light, revealing a murderous intent.
At this moment, Ye Fan kept moving his footsteps, seemingly trembling, but in fact, he was trying to adjust his direction, and stood on the same straight line as the two male disciples "three points and one line".
"Hey!"
At this moment, a blazing golden light flew out of Ye Fan's body, like a golden lightning, eclipsing the sun in the sky, and the golden book flashed across the sky in the blink of an eye.
"Pfft!", "Pfft!"
There were two soft sounds, and the two men were dying, and they were cut in half one after another. The blood rushed high, and their upper half fell to the ground.
"You..." The woman was shocked, but she reacted quickly, and cast a purple divine net in an instant, enveloping Ye Fan.
"Clang clang..."
The golden book is like a round of golden sun, like a golden flame burning ragingly, rushing towards the big purple net, and the two made clanging sounds.
The purple divine net broke inch by inch and fell to the ground. The golden book rushed past, and with a "swipe", it slashed towards it, and with a soft "poof", the woman's head rolled down.
Ye Fan wiped off his cold sweat. If he hadn't concealed his hole cards and successfully misled several people, he would probably have fallen into a pool of blood.
"If you want to kill me and seize the 'source', your death will hardly make me feel guilty." After dealing with it briefly here, Ye Fan flew away without daring to delay for a moment.
Just after rushing out for more than a hundred meters, shouts came from behind, and there were still a few people, and they were almost catching up at this time. Ye Fan glanced back hastily, his expression froze suddenly, because he saw Li Xiaoman!
He couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was. After all, there was a relationship in the past. Although it was over long ago and became a passing thing, this scene was still beyond his expectation.
It can be indifferent to each other, it can be like a stranger, but it is such a scene...
"Are you going to hunt me down, or are you going to follow me to stop her senior sister... I hope it's the latter." Ye Fan said to himself, although that relationship has long been let go and it is impossible to cause him any ripples, but if it is the former, then It was too bloody.
Ye Fan was running among the mountains, as if walking on flat ground, at an extremely fast speed. Suddenly, there were bursts of bells ringing from behind, echoing among the mountains.
"This is from Ziyang Cave..." When Ye Fan looked back, he found that several shadows stopped after hearing the bell, and then ran back quickly.
"The bells sounded for tens of miles... They heard the bell and retreated. Could it be that Ziyang Dongtian is summoning all the disciples to return to the mountain gate?" Ye Fan's mind turned quickly, and in an instant he thought of a possibility that something unusual must have happened in Ziyang Dongtian The most likely thing is that they knew the identity of the Jiang family knights.
"Not good!" He fled like flying away.
When passing by a river, he took out the "source" and threw it into the bottom of the river.
"The second master of Ziyang Cave Sky can sense the breath of 'Yuan', and the other strong ones must be able to detect it too, so you can't carry it on your body, and you can come to get it later." Ye Fan was afraid that the master of Ziyang Cave Sky would also chase him down, so he helped the Jiang family Knights, that would be a big problem.
"I can't escape to the mountain anymore, I have to think in reverse, it's beyond their expectations." Ye Fan ran back quickly, and then came to a big waterfall, rushed in, stuck to the stone wall, and let the water continue to hit his body .
Although his current cultivation is not very advanced, he can still hold his breath for a long time, and when he really can't hold on, he can poke his head out to take a breath of fresh air.
In this way, Ye Fan hid for three full days, during which someone flew past here, but did not pay attention to the waterfall below. Afterwards, Ye Fan changed several places to hide, and hid in this deep mountain for half a month without being noticed.
That night, Ye Fan quietly left the mountain range where Ziyang Dongtian was located, and walked out of the mountain.
A few days later, he appeared thousands of miles away, completely away from there.
Recalling the experience in Ziyang Dongtian, Ye Fan was most impressed by Li Xiaoman's indifferent expression, and advised him not to be unrealistic, accept the reality, be an ordinary mortal, and give people a sense of superiority.
"I should get rid of the knights of the Jiang family. I want to find a place to practice in peace as soon as possible."
However, what Ye Fan never expected was that only three days later, when he was looking up at the sky in an ancient city, he found the knights of the Jiang family again.
"It's really lingering, the problem is not the 'source'." Ye Fan took out all the things on his body, a white jade pendant was given to him by the old man Wu Qingfeng, there should be no problem, and there is another piece missing One corner of broken jade like a rotten stone was given to him by the unscrupulous Taoist Duan De, so there should be no problem.
Then he took out another bodhi seed the size of a walnut and said to himself, "Could it be because of it?"
It would be a pity if this bodhi seed is lost, because it can help people realize the Tao. Ye Fan never regarded him as a spiritual treasure, but always regarded him as the seed of the sacred tree. Now that he thought about it carefully, he found that the problem might be here.
"Maybe the treasure that Jiang Yichen sensed is this bodhi seed..."
Not long after, Ye Fan boarded a restaurant and ordered some food to eat.
"Where do we never meet in life..." Suddenly, an old voice sounded in Ye Fan's ears, and a skinny old man with white hair covering his face came to him like a ghost.
"Elder Han!" Ye Fan was so startled that he almost overturned the table. It was raining all night, and he ran into him at such a juncture.
"It seems that we are very destined, and I am looking for you." Elder Han from Lingxu Cave sat down across the table.
"What is Elder Han looking for me for?"
Elder Han is like dry firewood, with shriveled flesh and blood, only a layer of old skin covering the bones, with white hair covering his face, he looks very scary, he said in a gloomy way: "I have prepared endless elixir for you, but I have been I can't find you, and I don't want to meet again here."
"Have you prepared a lot of elixir for me?"
"You are the main medicine, and other elixirs complement each other." Elder Han said without haste.
"Damn it, you old clapper!" Ye Fan slapped the table directly, and now it's useless to hold back.