The old man in green didn't move, but these dozen figures made Jiang Xiaofan feel a mountain of pressure. They rushed together, like an indestructible torrent, rolling up dust all over the sky.
"clang…"
He swung the Dao sword in his hand vigorously, and collided with the silver spear that was stabbing him. As a crisp sound came out, cracks suddenly appeared on the Dao sword, and a corner was missing, and almost instantly, a glowing Leng Mang's cold spear penetrated through and went straight to the center of Jiang Xiaofan's eyebrows. It was simple yet cruel!
"Shua..."
An afterimage was left on the spot, and Jiang Xiaofan's true body appeared in another location. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling a little cold in his heart. Fortunately, he had the Phantom Step under his control, otherwise it would be really difficult to avoid this shot. .
After a brief contact, Jiang Xiaofan discovered the fact that these people were very terrifying, far beyond what ordinary people could compare to. They were also cultivators of the eighth level, but Ding Gao, who had been beaten by him not long ago, was much weaker and could not compete with them at all. When comparing these people in front of me, the gap is huge!
"Little guy, leave first and wait for me outside the Flame Forest."
Jiang Xiaofan whispered, with a powerful enemy ahead of him, it would be difficult for him to take care of small things.
The little guy was very smart. He understood Jiang Xiaofan's words and seemed to know that he would only drag him down. He whined hard at him a few times to wake him up, and then he flapped his wings and left quickly. Just disappeared from his sight.
After seeing the little thing leave, Jiang Xiaofan's expression became heavy. He did not stay to fight, but turned around and shot towards the depths of the Flame Forest. These people were very powerful, and they must not compete head-on, otherwise they would only die.
Moreover, there was the old man in green clothes, which was what he was most worried about. In this old man, he felt an extremely huge threat, and the vague and powerful aura made him feel breathless.
There was a sound in the forest, and a dozen figures quickly chased Jiang Xiaofan.
The sound of clashing weapons echoed around, fallen leaves flew, and firebirds fled. The Dao sword in Jiang Xiaofan's hand quickly shattered, but he was not worried. His movement was very magical, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and he quickly knocked away the person next to him. He walked out and grabbed the silver spear in his hand.
"It's really extraordinary!"
Jiang Xiaofan was shocked as soon as he took hold of the silver spear. The spear did not reach the level of a spiritual soldier, but it was very hard and the material was very unusual. It was much stronger than the Dao sword of Huangtianmen.
From a distance, an old man in green followed, standing on an ancient tree, looking at Jiang Xiaofan expressionlessly.
The weapon was taken away, but the man did not change color, his face was still cold, his right hand clenched his fist, blue light flashed, and he smashed towards Jiang Xiaofan's head, while several people around him also swung their spears at the same time, piercing forward.
Jiang Xiaofan sneered, his left hand met the fist with flashing blue light, and he swung the spear in his right hand violently.
"boom…"
Several spears were blocked by Jiang Xiaofan, and the person who punched was like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down. His entire right hand hung down and was shattered by Jiang Xiaofan. It was impossible to recover in a short time. .
But even so, the man still had no expression and rushed over without fear of death. He couldn't use his right hand, so he used his left hand. After his left hand was broken, he used his legs instead. He vowed not to give up until he killed Jiang Xiaofan.
Jiang Xiaofan looked dignified. These people were so extraordinary. Each of them was a strong man. In a single battle, he might not be afraid of any of them, but when more than a dozen figures were put together, he would still be unable to resist no matter how powerful he was. , while fighting with these people, he rushed into the depths of the Flame Forest.
More than a dozen figures were chasing after him. Although they were not as terrifying as Jiang Xiaofan, a dozen of them together would cause him some trouble from time to time, making it difficult for him to escape.
The only thing that reassured Jiang Xiaofan was that the old man in Tsing Yi did not take action. This old man made him extremely scrupulous. Even in the process of fighting with more than a dozen people, he had to allocate some energy to the old man.
He advanced and retreated in the circle surrounded by more than a dozen figures, and there were already blood stains on his body. After all, he was not facing one person, but more than a dozen people, and none of them had lower cultivation than him. It was incredible to be able to persevere.
But even so, Jiang Xiaofan still became more and more frightened as he fought. These people were really powerful, and the techniques they practiced were very special. The blue power made Jiang Xiaofan deeply wary, it was by no means ordinary.
"puff…"
The battle had lasted for several hours. Jiang Xiaofan's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. He dodged several silver spears and left an afterimage on the spot. The sharp weapon in his hand suddenly penetrated the seriously injured figure.
This was Jiang Xiaofan's first time to kill someone, but after killing him with one strike, he had no time to sigh. He didn't even have time to pull out his weapon. He rolled on the spot, avoiding the several cold rays of light that stabbed him.
One of his companions was killed, and there were eleven figures left on the spot, but their expressions remained unchanged, like unconscious vegetative people. They only had murderous intent on their bodies, and they didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground.
The old man in green was even more indifferent and still had no intention of taking action.
After Jiang Xiaofan got up, he shot towards the depths of the forest again, fighting so many masters at the same time. Even if he practiced the supreme ancient Buddhist scriptures, it would be useless. He would definitely die of exhaustion in the end. These people were different from a pack of wolves. They were Except for not having many emotional fluctuations, they are all powerful and have extraordinary strength.
"Xia Fengming, one day I will chop you alive!"
Jiang Xiaofan said fiercely while running away. His right shoulder was covered in blood, and his arm bone was almost pierced. If he hadn't cultivated the ethereal Phantom Step, his entire left arm would have been useless.
Two hours later, there were a few more bloodstains on his body, and his clothes were stained red, but he also made the other party pay the price with blood. Two more people were killed by him, and now there were only nine figures left behind him. There is also the old man in green.
He was holding another long spear that had been taken away from him. It was stained with blood, including his blood and the blood of the enemy. Half of his divine power had been consumed, but he still could not get rid of the enemy.
Behind the nine figures, the old man in green seemed very calm. His speed seemed unhappy, but he always followed the nine figures, keeping a certain distance, neither speaking nor taking action.
Jiang Xiaofan could imagine that this old guy's cultivation could only be described as terrifying. It was definitely not something he could compete with now. All he could do was run away.
The road to Huangtianmen has been blocked by these people. It is impossible for him to turn back now, otherwise he will face the joint attack of nine figures, and the old man in green is even more likely to take action. By that time, he will It was completely over, so he could only rush deeper into the Flame Forest.
The sky gradually darkened, and the nine survivors became more fierce in their attacks. Jiang Xiaofan had a few more scars on his body. These people used magical combat skills, and the blue light struck like a killing sword.
"Boom..."
The dazzling brilliance erupted in this forest, like fireworks blooming, very beautiful.
However, under this beautiful blue light, there was a powerful murderous intention. Jiang Xiaofan was forced to have no choice. He could no longer hide his strength. The golden divine light suddenly burst out, and his hair was dyed with a layer of light. Jinhua.
"Jin Se's divine power?!"
The old man in green murmured to himself, frowning for the first time.
As we all know, practicing different Xuan Gong, the divine power will show different colors, but on Ziwei Star, there are only seven colors of divine power recorded in ancient books, silver, black, green, gray, blue, blue and purple.
The divine power of gold has never appeared in the history of Ziwei Taoism. In the ancient books that exist today, there has never been a record of the divine power of gold. This made the old man in green flash a gleam in his eyes.
"Shua..."
As the Buddhist and Taoist scriptures began to circulate, Jiang Xiaofan's aura surged, and he disappeared in an instant. The front of the spear in his right hand was dazzling with golden light, and his left hand was clenched into a fist, as if it were made of gold.
"puff…"
"boom…"
The Buddhist Diamond Sutra made his body extremely powerful, and the Phantom Steps made his figure erratic. He broke through the blockade in an instant, the spear in his right hand fiercely inserted into one person's chest, and his left fist hit the other person's head, directly killing him. It flew out after being smashed, and twitched a few times on the ground before losing all movement.
Two powerful cultivators, one who entered the eighth level of the subtle world and the other who entered the ninth level of the subtle world, could not even see Jiang Xiaofan's figure clearly at this moment. They lost consciousness in a moment, and their lives came to an end!
However, at this moment, a green figure came through the air and appeared in front of Jiang Xiaofan in the blink of an eye. While still in the air, he stretched out his right leg and stepped towards Jiang Xiaofan's face.
Jiang Xiaofan was shocked and stunned. The old man finally took action. The speed was so fast that it shocked him even if he had practiced magic steps. He had no time to dodge and hurriedly held the silver spear across his chest.
The next moment, Jiang Xiaofan knew how terrifying the old man in green was. The silver spear was stepped on and the foot imprinted on his chest, kicking him ten feet away and smashing several ancient trees. stopped.
"cough…"
Jiang Xiaofan vomited blood, and his face suddenly turned whiter than snow. He stood up with difficulty holding on to the tree pole next to him, feeling inexplicably horrified.
The old man in green is really terrifying. If he hadn't practiced the Diamond Sutra, had a strong body, and had the protection of the supreme Buddhist sutra, the kick just now would definitely have killed him.
The old man in green was still expressionless, but a huge wave of terror surged in his heart. He knew the power of his kick best. Even a cultivator in the realm of awakening dust would definitely not survive. However, the man in front of him , not only survived, but could actually stand up!
After the old man in green took action, the seven people who were still alive stood behind him, motionless. In their understanding, since the old man took action, Jiang Xiaofan was destined to become a cold corpse.
Jiang Xiaofan tremblingly took out a fairy root from the space ring and bit it into pieces. His pale face suddenly began to improve. This surprised the old man again. He felt the strong fairy spirit!
Taking advantage of the old man's slight loss of lust, Jiang Xiaofan rushed towards the depths of the Flame Forest again. He was definitely no match for this easy old man. If he resisted, there would be only death. He could only escape now!
"Chase!"
The old man in green uttered one word expressionlessly, and the seven figures behind him immediately shot out like lightning.
The sun sets in the west, the last ray of light disappears in the sky, and night falls. There are only a few stars in the distant sky. This forest of flames is completely plunged into darkness, and nothing can be seen.
Jiang Xiaofan smiled, but it was extremely cold, like the call of death. The breath on his body disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had turned into a wisp of air...
(Thank you to Mr. Mu for your generous support, wow!!)