"Huh?" Seeing this scene, the old martial artist's eyelids jumped, and he didn't react for a while.

A group of martial artists opened their eyes wide, with a look of disbelief, but it was the old man of Jindan, after his eyes flashed, he suddenly thought of something, stared at Du Fan, and said with a look of surprise: "You are Du Fan?"

Du Fan didn't say anything, and rushed out directly in the fishbone flying boat.

"What about the first person in the younger generation, junior, you are looking for death!" The old martial artist was annoyed, his cuffs shook, and a red long sword appeared out of thin air, turning into a red flame rainbow, and countless sword qi swirled around it, shooting towards Du Fan.

Du Fan stretched out his right hand, poked into the void, suddenly grabbed the ghost stick, and when he waved it hard, the sound of the ghost crying wolf howl immediately sounded, and a large black stick shadow mixed with a hideous ghost head roared out, directly facing the oncoming sword qi shocking rainbow.

"Boom!"

When an earth-shattering loud bang echoed, the Red Flame Rainbow immediately collapsed.

The body of the red long sword emerged and rolled back, and was grabbed by the old martial arts man, but with the majestic inertia contained in the long sword, "Oooo

"Old guy, you have this little ability, compared to the martial artists of the Nangong family, you are really not a little bit worse. ”

Du Fan sneered, he had already broken away from the fishbone and flew out, and silently deceived himself in front of the old martial artist, and after the ghost guide stick hit with all his strength, a large black stick shadow was vented out like a tide, directly drowning the old martial artist in it.

"Ah......" As soon as a miserable scream came out, it stopped abruptly, and after the black light dissipated. A canopy of blood and rain fell all over the sky.

Du Fan's arm was a blur. The ghost lead rod disappeared in an instant. The blood-colored long knife took its place, the figure flickered, the knife was raging, and the big heads rose to the sky, followed by a column of blood, and in an instant, more than ten martial artists turned into a headless corpse.

Du Fan's figure flickered, and he stood on the fishbone flying boat again. Glancing at the old man with a pale face, there was a warning in his eyes, and then without saying a word, when a magic trick was played, the fishbone flying boat trembled lightly and broke through the air.

The old man of Jin Dan looked horrified, looking at the blood rain falling all around, and the corpses that fell to the ground, the corners of his mouth twitched for a while, until Du Fan was nowhere to be seen. Only then did he think of raising his hand and wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. Secretly call for luck.

......

A day later, Du Fan encountered interception again, this time the lineup was even stronger, in addition to more than twenty martial artists and foundation building monks, there were also three early martial artists.

After a bloody battle, Du Fan wiped out all his opponents, rushed out of the defensive line, and continued to drive the flying boat to the north.

Over the next week, Du Fan broke through a total of five lines of defense.

It can be said that these lines of defense are stronger than the other.

At the beginning, among the martial artists and cultivators who formed the defense line, the highest cultivation was only two martial artists or Jin Dan in the early realm, but later, it was already a very common thing for four or five early martial artists to be in the same place, and even later, the middle stage of martial artists appeared.

Du Fan's battle became more and more difficult, but fortunately, with his ability, even if he encountered the middle stage of the martial artist, he would not be defeated or injured.

Of course, if a martial artist runs away without a fight in the middle of the period and is bent on running away, he does not have the ability to stop it.

However, so far, there has never been a situation where the middle of the martial artist runs away without a fight, after all, Du Fan is just a foundation building monk, if a middle martial artist runs away as soon as he sees Du Fan, wouldn't it be a big joke?

In fact, those martial artists only found out that something was bad after fighting with Du Fan, but after being trapped in the battlefield, it was not so easy to escape.

After another two days, Du Fan faced two mid-stage martial artists, six early-stage martial artists, and more than forty martial artists.

After a great battle, one mid-stage martial artist escaped with serious injuries, and the rest died.

Du Fan stood on top of the flying boat, looking at the direction in which the mid-stage martial artist had fled, his eyes gradually becoming gloomy.

"How many lines of defense have been deployed by the Han family, there is still no end.

No, now that most of my whereabouts have been leaked, and I have killed more than a dozen division-level martial artists, I have formed a life-and-death enmity with the Han family, and I can't retreat while fighting like this anymore. ”

While Du Fan was thinking, the fishbone flying boat rushed out in an instant.

A day later, when Du Fan encountered the defense line again, without saying a word, he directly changed the direction of his escape, relying on the terrifying speed of the fishbone flying boat comparable to the early stage of Yuan Ying, he threw off a group of martial artists, made a big circle, and continued to fly north.

In this way, Du Fan bypassed more than ten blockade lines in a row.

In the last few blockades, the figure of the late stage of the martial artist suddenly appeared.

......

Half a month later, Du Fan drove the flying boat and galloped over a large river.

In the rear, the three rays of light chased after each other, but they gradually drifted away from Du Fan, believing that it would not be long before they would be completely thrown off.

"Martial Master Great Perfection ......" Du Fan glanced back, his eyes narrowed slightly, and muttered to himself.

After another three days, Du Fan inevitably faced two groups of people, these two groups of people belonged to the two blockade lines, but now Du Fan was sandwiched back and forth in the sky above this seemingly boundless Daze.

The lineup on both sides is the same, there is one late martial artist, three mid-stage martial artists and five early martial artists, together there are a total of eighteen people, fortunately, there is no martial artist Dacheng existence, of course, in the face of Du Fan, who is like cannon fodder, the martial arts generation is not here.

"Du Daoyou, you are a cultivator who has not been seen in a hundred years, as long as you tie your hands, you will be captured, sincerely repent, and vow to contribute to the great war in the near future, I believe that with the sage of the head of the family, you will not be guilty of the mistakes you have committed before. "Ahead, a martial artist spoke later, this person was an old man, dressed in a bloody robe, and he was angry.

"That's right, Du Daoyou doesn't have to worry about the previous bloody case, the deceased is gone, what can he do? Now that the war is imminent, whether it is the head of the family or the Han family, everything should be based on the overall situation, as long as Du Daoyou goes back with us, no one can embarrass you." In the rear, the martial artist later echoed his words, he was a middle-aged man, he seemed to have a gentle attitude, and there was no imaginary hatred.

"The merits and demerits in the Blue Star Realm are all based on strength, and it is meaningless to argue about which is right and which is wrong, if Du says no, what should you do?" Du Fan held a ghost guide stick, his clothes trembled, his long hair was flying, and he faced everyone coldly.

"The face has been given to you, and the back road has also been given to you, if Du Daoyou is still obsessed, then don't blame me for being ruthless. The old man in the blood robe turned pale, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"Do you mean that too?" Du Fan smiled when he heard this, glanced at the late stage of the martial artist behind him, and said lightly.

The middle-aged man was still calm, and said with a smile: "Du Daoyou, I know that you are very capable, you can kill the early and mid-stage martial artists with the realm of foundation building, and even the general late-stage martial artists can't get any benefit when they appear in front of you alone, but now that you are facing us and others at the same time, do you still have this confidence?"

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that our Han family is not your enemy, but your friend, it was just a little misunderstanding before, there is really no need to fight to the death, I advise you not to do useless struggles, it is wise to turn back to the shore. ”

"Hehe, do you think this is possible?" Du Fan looked sarcastic and said in a deep voice: "Don't say these useless things, if you don't give way, then let's talk about it after the battle!"

Du Fan's left hand pinched the trick to run the Lingshu Sutra, and the ghost guide stick in his right hand danced wildly, and the power of seven or eight magic weapons was vented like this.

In an instant, the sky was dark, the black light was pervasive, and the shadow of the black stick spread out, boundless, like a dark cloud pressing on the top, covering the sky, and the momentum was huge, as if carrying the power of the sky to the world.

"Everyone be careful!" The old man in the blood robe roared angrily, his sleeves and robes were spread, his hands were folded, and a blood light rose to the sky, turning into a bloody blade dozens of zhang in mid-air, containing supreme evil energy, like a shocking knife, and slashed straight towards the pitch-black stick shadow.

In the later stage of another martial artist, the middle-aged man, his face was solemn, his arms shook, and seven or eight long swords came out of his body, all of them were full of light, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and when the end was connected into a line, it was like a divine ring standing in the air, and then a burst of sword roars came out, shaking the nine heavens.

Other martial artists have moved, or take out sharp divine weapons, or cast the world's martial arts.

All of a sudden, all kinds of light filled the heavens and the earth, and the roaring sound echoed endlessly, and the momentum was amazing.

Du Fan looked up to the sky and yelled, and three or four sticks smashed out.

In the sky, the dark clouds seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand, and they were immediately divided into two, and under the rolling surge, they turned into two majestic black dragons, but instead of a dragon groan, they made a creepy ghost crying wolf howl.

Soon, the two majestic black dragons suddenly circled one by one, swept towards the two martial artists respectively, and in the blink of an eye, they each met several kinds of martial arts supernatural powers, and suddenly caused a series of big explosions, rippling in the void, roaring and shaking the sky, like a tsunami from a mountain.

Du Fan's face turned pale, his body was weak, and even double images appeared in front of his eyes, and there were faint signs of faintness.

He was holding a ghost guide stick, bombarding wildly, consuming an unimaginable amount of mana, even if he had the Lingshu Sutra to supplement it, he could only barely guarantee that he would not be drained of people, and now the mana in his body was no longer one in ten, and the situation was precarious.

Du Fan bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, making himself sober up a little under the stimulation of pain, and then without saying a word, he directly put away the ghost hook stick, and then a magic trick was played, and it sank into the head of the fishbone flying boat.

The fishbone flying boat trembled violently, and in the buzzing sound, it broke through the air and disappeared in an instant.

Du Fan's movements were clean and neat, and he didn't pay any attention to the results after the blow just now. (To be continued......)