"Chen Wanjun! It's you!"
The voice of the man in black robe was full of horror and resentment.
"You... you've been here a long time?! You've been hiding from the side?!"
"If not, how can we let you, a hidden rat like you, relax your vigilance? I let you escape by chance last time, but today, I will definitely capture you!"
Chen Wanjun's face was expressionless, and his eyes were as cold as ice.
The reason why he didn't show up immediately was because he noticed that the man in black robe was hiding beside him.
In order to prevent the man in black robe from escaping again like last time, he did not take action.
The man in black robe took advantage of the moment when he killed Fang Han and relaxed his vigilance to the surroundings before launching a sneak attack.
"Whoops--"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Wanjun moved and appeared in front of the man in black robe as if teleporting.
The golden sword slashed, and an extremely condensed golden Blade Qi struck at the man in black robe.
The offensive was like a tide, instantly covering the seriously injured man in black robe!
"Despicable, unworthy of being an upright person!"
The man in black robe was shocked and angry. In his heyday, he might have been able to fight Chen Wanjun, but now he was seriously injured and his strength was greatly reduced. How could he be his opponent?
He roared, and a rich blood light erupted from his body. Regardless of his injuries, he forcibly activated his magic power, turning into a blood shadow, and tried to escape far away.
"Where to go!"
Chen Wanjun drank coldly, and followed him like a shadow. The golden Blade Qi criss-crossed and laid out an invisible knife net, tightly entangling the black-robed man.
The two of them immediately fought fiercely together, the sound of their energy clashing was like thunder, terrifying energy fluctuations swept across all directions, and the sky and the earth were eclipsed.
"What a risk!"
After walking through the gate of hell, Fang Han's back was soaked with cold sweat, and his forehead was also covered with fine beads of sweat.
He let out a long breath and looked at Deputy Hall Master Chen, who was fighting with the black-robed man, and his tense mind finally relaxed a little.
Fortunately! Fortunately, after I noticed that Chu Feng was practicing magic, I immediately sent a message to the sect, and the ones who came were powerful people like Law Enforcement Hall, deputy hall master Chen Wanjun.
Otherwise, not only will he perish here today, but the entire Fang Clan may not be able to escape the poisonous hand either.
"Not good, Chu Feng..."
Suddenly, Fang Han's expression changed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the place where Chu Feng collapsed - there was nothing there!
Only a pool of dark red blood that had not yet dried up and a drag mark were left on the messy ground.
"Chu Feng really escaped!"
Fang Han felt a chill in his heart.
We must not let Chu Feng escape!
This beast's mind has been completely distorted, and he has practiced quick magic skills. If he is allowed to escape, it will be like letting a tiger return to the mountain.
In the future, neither I nor Liangshui City Fang Clan will have peace and will always face their crazy revenge.
"Buzz--"
His thoughts changed rapidly, and Fang Han<Spirit Sniffing Art> urged him with all his strength.
His nose moved slightly, quickly catching the unique smell of Chu Feng in the air, mixed with blood and magic.
Soon, he locked the direction of Chu Feng's escape.
"Chase!"
A cold light flashed in Fang Han's eyes, and <Windcloud Escape> was used again. His body turned into a stream of light green light and chased away in the direction guided by the scent.
He must take advantage of Chu Feng's serious injury to completely eliminate it!
Chu Feng was seriously injured, and his escape speed was greatly reduced. After chasing him for several hundred meters, Fang Han saw a bloody figure staggering forward in front of him.
"Chu Feng, don't even think about escaping!"
Fang Han gave a low shout, increased his speed, and caught up with him after a few ups and downs.
"Fang Han! Believe it or not, I will die with you?!"
Chu Feng turned around in shock upon hearing the sound, and saw Fang Han chasing after him, with a look of despair and madness on his face.
"You don't have that strength now!"
Fang Han Flowing Wind Sword was shocked, and the sword light was like lightning, piercing Chu Feng's back heart.
If Chu Feng was not injured, it is indeed very likely that he would die together with him, but now that he is seriously injured, it is absolutely impossible.
Knowing that there was no hope of escape, Chu Feng became ferocious, roared and turned around, waving the dim Crimson Pattern Sword to fight back desperately.
However, he was seriously injured and dying, with only a few percent of his strength left. How could he be the opponent of Fang Han who was still in good condition?
"Dang! Chi--!"
However, after several moves were exchanged, Chu Feng's moves were completely scattered.
Fang Han spotted a flaw, Flowing Wind Sword was like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, easily swinging away the opponent's blocked long sword.
Along the edge of the sword, a condensed cyan Sword Qi was like Cold Moon cold light, passing by Chu Feng's throat with incomparable precision.
Chu Feng's lunging forward suddenly froze, his eyes widened, full of extreme resentment and unwillingness.
He covered his throat in vain, and blood gushed out from between his fingers. He opened and closed his lips as if he wanted to say something, but he could only make a "ho ho" sound.
Finally, his body fell softly to the ground, twitched twice, and then became silent again.
This once glorious and arrogant Azure Profound Sect Tianjiao True Disciple eventually fell into the devil's path and died.
Fang Han slowly sheathed his sword and looked at Chu Feng's body, feeling relieved.
By killing Chu Feng, this hidden danger is completely resolved.
"I wonder if Hall Master Chen can capture the man in black robe..."
Fang Han carried Chu Feng's gradually cold body and walked steadily through the devastated front yard of the Fang Clan.
The air is filled with the strong smell of blood, dust, and the lingering smell of heat and cold after the collision of forces.
"Boom, boom, boom--"
In the distance, the golden light and the bloody light are still colliding fiercely, and the sound of explosions and energetic screams that tear Void Sundering up are endless, as if they are about to shatter the whole world.
Chen Wanjun The battle between the deputy hall master and the man in black robe has reached a fever pitch.
Chen Wanjun's whole body is dazzling with golden light, like a golden-armored god descending into the mortal world. Every move and every move contains awe-inspiring righteousness and majestic momentum.
As the seemingly ancient long knife in his hand was swung, the condensed golden Blade Qi was cut vertically and horizontally, continuously forcing back and purifying the monstrous bloody evil energy released by the man in black robe.
Although the man in black robe tried his best to resist, Body Movement was treacherous, and there were many blood shadows, but under the suppression of Chen Wanjun's absolute strength, he was already overwhelmed.
The large black robe on his body was damaged in many places, revealing the pale skin underneath and deep wounds with visible bones.
Dark red blood continued to seep out, dyeing the black robe darker.
With every hard shake, he groaned and fell back, his breath weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What a terrifying power!"
Fang Han stopped at a broken wall a hundred feet away from the battlefield, watching with some horror this fierce battle that was far beyond his current level.
Although he has reached the late stage of fifth level, his true combat power is enough to crush ordinary Fourth Grade warriors.
However, compared with the two Upper Third Grade in front of them, who are also the best among them, the gap is as small as clouds and mud.
The ripples of energy released by the two men's casual attacks made his skin ache, and Internal Qi's operation was slightly stagnant.
If he is hit from the front, even if he is protected by soft armor, he may be seriously injured or even killed in an instant.
This awareness of the level of power, and the sense of uneasiness it generated, made him clearly realize his own insignificance, and he was full of yearning for a higher realm.
He viewed this battle as a rare opportunity to observe.
Chen Wanjun's sword skills are majestic and majestic, containing the most rational principles in the simplest form, and are natural in inducing the power of heaven and earth.
Although the man in black robe's magic skills are evil, his use of power and timing are also treacherous and cruel.
Fang Han is immersed in it, trying hard to capture the subtle changes and methods of transporting energy, and mutually confirms it with his own cultivation of <Void-Sundering Nine Swords> and <Windcloud Escape>.
I feel like my eyes have been opened and I am vaguely touched.
"Boom--!"
At this moment, the situation of the battle suddenly changed.
Chen Wanjun seemed unwilling to delay any longer, his eyes flashed with light, and the long knife in his hand made a dragon roar that shook the sky.
The golden light around him instantly restrained, all converging on the blade, and the long sword seemed to be turned into pure gold.
A terrifying sword intent that cuts off evil spirits and judges sins rises into the sky.
"Execute!"
Chen Wanjun sounded like a loud bell and was struck with a knife.
This knife seemed to be slow, but it seemed to lock the entire space. Wherever the knife passed, the air rippled violently, showing a clear pale golden trajectory.
A huge golden Saber Aura traversed the sky and the earth, like a guillotine falling from the sky, carrying an unparalleled aura of destruction, and struck down the man in black robe head-on!
The man in black robe roared in despair and unwillingness, and the internal energy in his body Blood Demon Technique burned crazily, condensing a bloody Juzhua in front of him that was as substantial as a roof.
Juzhua had a ferocious face on his face, trying to resist this decisive blow.
"Tsk--puff!"
However, in front of Chen Wanjun, the most powerful sword that had condensed a lifetime of cultivation, the blood-colored Juzhua was like a hot knife cutting through butter. It only supported it for a moment before it was split open and collapsed.
The golden Saber Aura was unabated and struck hard on the black-robed man's arms and chest as he hurriedly crossed his arms to block.
"Crack!"
There was a clear sound of bone cracking.
"Pfft--!"
The man in black robe flew backwards like a torn sack, and the blood spurted from his mouth drew a sad arc in the air.
He knocked down several crumbling houses one after another, and finally smashed heavily into ruins, sending smoke and dust into the sky.
Chen Wanjun's figure flashed and appeared at the place where the man in black robe fell, as if teleporting. His big hand stretched out to capture him.
The sect attaches great importance to the reappearance of the magic power. The identity of the man in black robe is a mystery, and the source of his magic power is a key clue. He must be brought back for detailed interrogation.
However, the moment Chen Wanjun's fingertips were about to touch the clothes of the man in black robe.
The man in black robe suddenly raised his head, his mask had long been broken, revealing a pale and distorted middle-aged face, with a sinister and crazy smile on his lips.
He didn't know when he had taken out a Danyao, which was the size of a dragon's eye, completely black and without luster, and stuffed it into his mouth like lightning. His Adam's apple twitched and he swallowed it.
Chen Wanjun's face changed slightly, and he turned his fingers into fingers. He pointed at the black-robed man's throat, trying to prevent the medicine from dissolving, but in the end it was too late.
"Ho... ho... want to capture me alive? I'm dreaming..."
The man in black robe made a roaring sound like a Break the Wind box from his throat, and the look in his eyes dimmed rapidly.
Large areas of black blood gushed out from his mouth, nose, eyes and even ears.
His body twitched violently several times, his head tilted, and his breath was completely cut off.
The black Danyao is so poisonous and attacks so quickly that even masters like Chen Wanjun have no time to save it.
Chen Wanjun squatted down and carefully examined it for a moment, frowning tightly.
Standing up and looking at the body that quickly turned black and stiff on the ground, he snorted coldly:
"Committing suicide by taking poison... is a decisive measure. This 'Soul-Eroding Heart-Rotting Pill' is definitely not something ordinary warriors can obtain, and its origin... is by no means simple."
He secretly sighed in his heart, the matter of magic power was very involved, this man in black robe would rather die than fall into the hands of the sect, there must be a bigger conspiracy hidden behind it.
Now that people have died and clues have been cut off, everything has become confusing again.