"That's right, that's what we did. Wan Zhangfeng sneered and said, "How?"

"Since you did it, pay the corresponding price. Zhou Jianjian sneered: "If you kill five of me, I will kill five of you too!"

"You dare!" shouted Wan Zhangfeng angrily.

"Someone!" Zhou Jianjian shouted.

"Here!" Zuo Xiu stood up without hesitation.

"Let's take the head of the Golden Lion Gate's eldest disciple, Qilin, to pay tribute to our dead disciple!" Zhou Jianjian shouted.

"Yes!" Zuo Xiu nodded immediately.

Thump......

At this time, the unicorn was let go and fell from a height of several meters. The man almost didn't fall and was crippled.

Qilin was weak and shouted: "Master, save my ......"

"Let him go!" shouted Wan Zhangfeng.

"Kill!" Zhou Jianjian shouted angrily.

Click......

Hand up and knife down.

Zuo Xiu held the big knife in his hand and slashed it hard. This knife cut off the head of the unicorn on the spot.

Sizzle......

The disciple of the Golden Lion Gate suddenly gasped, and the senior brother who was proud of his master was actually in such a different place. A group of people were dumbfounded, in a place outside the law, there is no need to go to jail for murder, because this is a matter of the cultivation world, and it only needs to be solved by the methods of the cultivation world. The law of the jungle, whoever has a hard fist, who speaks.

Roar Roar Roar ......

The disciple of the Lost Sect suddenly roared wildly.

Zhou's sound approach suddenly stimulated the ** in their hearts, and they have been suppressed for too long, so they have such a feeling. Otherwise, ordinary people will only be shocked, how can they be so crazy?

The blood of the unicorn stained the gate of the Lost Gate red, and it also used the blood of the unicorn to defend the dignity of the Lost Gate.

"Second person, kill!" Zhou Jianjian shouted loudly.

Click......

The second disciple of the Golden Lion Gate fell to the ground again.

Before the people of the Golden Lion Gate could react, Zuo Xiu's knife had already been cut down. That knife cut off the dignity of many people in the Golden Shiman Square, and cut their arrogance and arrogance on weekdays.

"I'll go!" Seeing this, Wan Zhangfeng roared angrily: "Zhou Jianjian, I want to kill you!"

As he spoke, the wind immediately swooped down.

Zhou Jianjian's heart was flustered, the qi in his body had been depleted, and if he continued like this, he would only lose his life.

Seeing that the wind was about to pounce, Zhou Jianjian gritted his teeth in his heart and decided to fight for his life. Therefore, he rushed forward frantically, and the long sword in his hand quickly stabbed towards the other party.

Wan Zhangfeng was completely bare-handed, and he faced Zhang Jianquan with his bare hands, so it can be seen that this guy is already crazy.

Seeing his proud disciple being killed, and watching the disciple in his own sect being killed, he naturally looked very angry and annoyed.

"Die!" roared the wind.

Zhou Jianjian's sword jumped, combining the swordsmanship of the Lost Trace Boxing Technique, which is a set of swordsmanship created by Zhou Jianjian. It is very sharp, and there are only a few people in the door who are qualified to practice. It's incredibly powerful.

Jian Feng wandered by Wan Zhangfeng's side, but it also caused Wan Zhangfeng to suffer a few sword rays, and the clothes on his body were torn.

"Okay, the head is mighty!"

Seeing this, the disciples of the Lost Trace Sect looked very excited one by one.

They shouted.

As everyone knows, the current Zhou Jianjian is already at the end of the strong crossbow, and without the support of the breath in his body, he completely relies on his own swordsmanship to make up for this shortcoming. However, how could the power of Qi refining be comparable to that of ordinary physical attacks?

After struggling for a few rounds, Zhou Jianjian couldn't stand the toss.

Bang......

Under the palm of his hand, Zhou Jianjian suddenly flew out.

"Master!" Zuo Xiu shouted.

Several disciples of the Lost Sect ran over quickly. They hurriedly helped Zhou Jianjian up. asked with concern: "Master, are you...... Are you alright?"

"It's okay!" Zhou Jian shook his head and said, "Hurry up...... Go and invite the ancestor to come!"

"No need to invite, I'm here!" Xiao Han was already standing behind Zhou Jianjian, and Lu Yin was also on the side. Lu Yin followed Xiao Han, like a fart, and like a maid.

"Master!" Zhou Jian saw it, and hurriedly said: "I can't stop it, I can only rely on you!"

Xiao Han nodded and said, "Okay, don't worry." ”

"Zhou Jianjian, I want to destroy your Lost Trace Sect!" Wan Zhangfeng was already crazy, and he roared angrily: "If you don't destroy your Lost Trace Sect today, it will be difficult to soothe the pain of my Golden Lion Sect disciple!"

Xiao Han walked over slowly and said, "You are the head of the Golden Lion Sect?"

"Who are you?" Wan Zhangfeng looked at Xiao Han coldly and said, "What kind of thing are you, even your head is not my opponent, what qualifications do you have to talk to me?"

"Haha......" Xiao Han laughed when he heard this, and said, "Really?"

"Hmph!" Wan Zhang snorted coldly and said, "Boy, get out of here if you know each other, otherwise, in the battle of Tumen, I will kill you together!"

"Oh??" Xiao Han smiled and said, "I heard that you are a master of the Qi Refining Realm? It just so happens that I am too, why don't we meet for a while?"

Without waiting for Wan Zhangfeng to agree, Xiao Han immediately moved over.

Fast!

Soon!

It's so fast, it's almost dizzying.

Bang!

This palm, the palm wind is strong, and the refining qi is released. slapped directly on Wan Zhangfeng's chest.

Puff......

The wind suddenly flew out like a kite with a broken string. Then he fell heavily on the ground, the same as Zhou Jianjian's fall just now.

"Master!" a group of disciples quickly helped him up. Asked, "You...... Are you alright?"

"It's okay!" Wan Zhangfeng shook his head again and again, and then said, "I'm fine." ”

"It's okay. The disciple hurriedly said.

Everyone at the scene was shocked. Especially the disciples of the Golden Lion Gate. Because, in the minds of the disciples of the Golden Lion Sect, Wan Zhangfeng's strength is definitely a god-like existence, but I didn't expect that someone would knock the head of the sect away with one palm today.

"He's sneak attacking!"

"Yes, he sneak attacked, and he won't be able to win!"

A group of people shouted one after another, and the disciples of the Golden Lion Gate shouted, even though they knew that Xiao Han was sneaking attack, no one dared to step forward to provoke Xiao Han.

Xiao Han glanced at Wan Zhangfeng and said, "Master Wanmen, what do you think?"

"You!" Wan Zhangfeng took a deep breath and said, "You just sneak attacked, and you really can't win, I'm going to have a good fight with you today." ”

"I can't ask for it!" Xiao Han looked at him with a smile.

Wan Zhangfeng hurriedly used the refining qi to run the whole body, and as soon as the breath came out, it moistened the whole body, and the wounds in the body gradually recovered. With his eyes closed, he slowly raised his hands, and it didn't take long for him to immediately gather the qi in his hands to his chest.

Sou......

The wind rushed out in an instant.

This is the trick that Wan Zhangfeng has honed for many years, concentrating his qi in his chest and using his qi to make up for his lack of speed. This set of tricks really works.

Xiao Han's eyes were able to catch the flutter of the hummingbird's wings. Not to mention the speed at which the wind moves?

Under Xiao Han's gaze, he stared at the other party coldly, probably always vigilant.

This time, Wan Zhangfeng has already become murderous, so he must not underestimate the other party.

Xiao Han took a deep breath, put one palm behind his back, and put his right palm in a posture of facing the battle.

"Master, he actually wants to fight the other party with one hand?"

"Oh my God, my ancestor is too ...... It's not too underestimated, is it?"

The disciples of the Lost Trace Sect were a little worried, after all, Wan Zhangfeng's strength was obvious to everyone. No one wanted Shizu to lose, but Shizu faced the battle with one hand, how could this be good? A group of disciples of the Lost Sect were very worried.

"No!" Lu Yin crossed his hands on his hips and said, "The strength of the ancestor is very strong, you don't have to worry." ”

"Luyin, you have been serving the ancestor for the past two days, you should know how powerful the ancestor is, right?" a group of people surrounded curiously.

"I ...... How do I know!" Lu Yin's face turned red when he heard this.

At this time, Wan Zhangfeng was already at war with Xiao Han.

It was the first time Xiao Han had come into contact with a cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm, so he wanted to test how powerful his strength was. Also try what it's like to fight against a Qi Refining Mirror Monk.

Wan Zhang snorted coldly, and then said, "Be angry!"

Wan Zhangfeng faced the battle with both hands, and Xiao Han met the enemy with one hand.

The two sides have gone through countless moves, and Xiao Han has always used the Lost Trace Fist. The unpredictable boxing technique of Lost Trace Boxing also made Xiao Han very interested in it. Because there are many combinations of Lost Trace Boxing, it makes him very excited. The more combinations you have, the more variations you have, and the harder it is for your enemies to capture their weaknesses.

Bang bang bang......

Xiao Han faced the battle with one palm, but he was stunned to block the wind.

Wan Zhangfeng was panting, and after a hard fight, he was a little tired, and he took several steps back.

"Who the hell are you!" asked Wan Zhangfeng through gritted teeth.

"Who am I?" Xiao Han smiled and said, "I am me, a different firework!"

"You're not from the Lost Gate!" said Wan Zhangfeng sharply.

"I'm using all the Lost Trace Fists!" Xiao Han retorted.

Wan Zhangfeng was suddenly speechless, if he wasn't a person from the Lost Trace Sect, how could he use the Lost Trace Fist so skillfully?

Even Zhou Jianjian on the side was inexplicable, because Xiao Han didn't even know the boxing technique of the Lost Trace Boxing, it was a completely unfamiliar set of Lost Trace Boxing, although it was also a Lost Trace Boxing, but he didn't. Not even the head of the sect, let alone the other disciples.

"You!" Wan Zhangfeng consciousness didn't know what to say.

"Hehe...... Xiao Han smiled, and then said, "Or...... One more round?"

Wan Zhangfeng squinted his eyes, he knew that with cultivation alone, he was not necessarily Xiao Han's opponent. It seems that you can only win with magic weapons.

After hesitating, Wan Zhangfeng had already taken out a red talisman.

"Boy, since you're a monk, you should know this!" Wan Zhangfeng smiled.

"Red Fu?" Xiao Han looked at it fixedly, almost dumbfounded.

Originally, I thought that this rune was only available in the ghost market, but I didn't expect that Wan Zhangfeng also had it in his hands.

Whoa......

At this time, the disciples of the Lost Trace Sect were dumbfounded.

(End of chapter)