"Buddha is destined to be a person, since this bowl has no fate with you, I won't accept you this time, Amitabha Buddha ......" In the crack, a man's voice came, and he recited a Buddha name, which was quite dusty.

"Monk Hua, you still have to be shameless, it is clear that you have missed, and you have been involved in the Buddha to the destined person, you can really find yourself under the stairs!" the other person spoke, with dissatisfaction and mockery, when this person spoke, his speech was slurred, and he had a big tongue, as if he was drunk.

When Du Fan heard this, he immediately smiled, although his facial expression was stiff, but the smile in his eyes was very obvious.

The person who came was indeed his senior brothers, and the people who spoke just now were the second senior brother smiling monk, and the third senior brother old drunkard.

"Click!" At that moment, there was a cracking sound from the crack, which then continued to shrink and disappear.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and rescue Du Fan, in the face of a Yellow Sky Shaped Treasure, this spatial treasure I refined can't last long...... But Monk Hua, you did pretend to be a little forced just now...... "Someone outside spoke again, it was Master Xun's angry voice.

In the gray space, the bowl that sucked Nangong Li into a half-crippled bowl came to Du Fan with just a flash, and in his frightened eyes, he suddenly detained it in it, and then rushed towards the crack.

The purple gold gourd followed, also rushing towards the crack, but the flying sword quickly swam around in the gray space, and in the blood light, one by one the heads flew into the sky, and more than twenty martial arts sages died one after another without even letting out a scream.

"Senior brother, I can use those heads. Help me get it back......"

Du Fan was about to sink into the crack with the bowl. I just happened to see this scene. He roared wildly in his heart, but at this time he was pointed, and he couldn't make a sound, so he could only watch as the heads rushed up and landed, and the flying sword returned alone......

The next moment, Du Fan appeared in the outside world with a flower in front of his eyes.

"Senior brother, you did a good job. Although it is much worse than us, with your current age and cultivation, you are enough to be proud. The flower monk raised his hand and made a move, and Du Fan immediately ejected from the bowl, and then the bowl turned into a small bowl and fell into the hands of the flower monk.

When Du Fan left the bowl, he suddenly felt that his body was light, and the feeling of being sealed everywhere disappeared in an instant, and he was relieved.

After regaining his freedom, Du Fan immediately activated his mana. Standing tall in the air, he looked over.

As expected. There were four people in front of him, all of whom smiled and nodded at him with a look of relief at the moment.

One of them, with a tall body, fair skin, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, extremely handsome appearance, although he was laughing at this time, he couldn't get rid of his usual serious temperament, and there was a long sword diagonally behind him, his temperament was too vulgar, it was the Yin Yang Sword Saint, Yan Beigui, and Du Fan's senior brother.

The second person is a bald monk, chubby, round, with a fat face, but he always looks smiling, his earlobes are also very large, and there is a lot of meat.

The third person, with loose robes, scattered hair, sleepy-eyed, full of alcohol, and holding a purple and gold wine gourd in his hand, he often put it to his mouth and drank it, as if he had a casual attitude towards everything, and he had a taste of being half drunk and half awake, needless to say, this was Du Fan's third senior brother, an old drunkard.

The first three, in terms of age, are all in the prime of life, and the remaining one is an old man with a thin body and dry flesh, I saw that his hair was thin, his beard was messy, his eyes were cloudy, as if he had not woken up, and the clothes on his body were all wrinkled, exuding an unpleasant sour smell, and he looked extremely sloppy.

This bad old man is the first Master Xun that Du Fan met among these senior brothers.

"Senior brother Du Fan, I have met a few senior brothers, thank you senior brother for coming to the rescue......"

Although before this, Du Fan didn't think that he had a deep friendship with the people in front of him, but seeing each other in a difficult situation today, a warm current still surged in his heart.

At this moment, the title of "senior brother" came out of his mouth, and it didn't seem so awkward.

"Thank you, help each other, this is a natural thing, not to mention that you are still our junior brother, but we, because of trouble, failed to come as soon as possible, making you suffer. Yan Beigui's eyes softened, and he said softly.

"Trouble ......" As soon as Du Fan heard this, he immediately thought of the Nangong family, as well as the words that the ghost wine son said to him at the beginning, as well as the lawless last wish, hesitated for a moment, he gritted his teeth and asked: "Senior brother, you can tell me the truth, our master's last wish, is it against the Nangong family?"

Hearing Du Fan's words, the four of Yan Beigui and Monk Hua did not show too surprised expressions, this tacit attitude fell into Du Fan's eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh, and the last trace of luck in his heart disappeared, and secretly said that in his life, he really couldn't cultivate calmly and happily.

"When did you find out?" asked Master Xun after a moment.

"Not long ago, I saw the ghost wine side, and through some news I got from him, it was easy to tell that several senior brothers were making enemies with the Nangong family, and then thinking about some of the things that happened before and clues, the truth is not difficult to guess. Du Fan sighed and said in a low voice.

"Actually, many things are predestined, even if you don't have the last wish of the master, with your current situation, you can be regarded as fighting with the Nangong family. The old drunkard lifted the lid of the gourd, poured it into his mouth, squinted his eyes, and said with some emotion.

"I understand. Du Fan nodded, and then asked, "Senior brother, have you solved your troubles?"

"How can it be solved? As long as the Nangong family does not die, our troubles will always be there. The second senior brother, Monk Hua, replied.

Du Fan was shocked when he heard this, and immediately said: "Could it be that Shizun's last wish is not only to fight against the Nangong family, but also to kill this family?"

"That's not it, but it's almost the same thing, now our vein has been exposed, and we have clashed with the family several times, killing more than 100 martial artists on the other side, and also killing one of their saint-level ancestors, this revenge is not shared, it has reached the point where water and fire are incompatible, even if we stop now, the Nangong family will not tolerate us to survive in the world. Monk Hua shook his head.

"What, a few senior brothers killed hundreds of martial sages of the Nangong family, and there is also a martial saint?" Du Fan was dumbfounded, such a record is too amazing, if it is spread, it will be enough to shake the Yanjiang Continent for a hundred years. (To be continued.) )