The five people in the battle group naturally also discovered Du Fan, an uninvited guest, and after a roaring duel, the two sides separated from each other very tacitly, and they did not make a move immediately, but looked at Du Fan in unison.

"Half-step Yuan Baby!" the red-faced old man's pupils shrank and he lost his voice.

Yan Beigui, Monk Hua and the others didn't say anything, but they were really shocked in their hearts, in their minds, even if the prototype of that holy medicine was good, at most it could allow Du Fan to advance to the early stage of the Great Perfection of the Jindan Period, and the limit would not exceed the middle stage of the Great Perfection, but at this time, Du Fan's cultivation had obviously broken through the peak boundary of the Great Perfection of the Jindan Period, and he had already stepped into the Yuanying Realm with half a foot.

However, Du Fan's cultivation, mana, meridians, divine sense, dantian and other conditions have reached an unparalleled level in the realm of the Jindan period, if he is willing, he can cross the tribulation at any time and try to break the pill into a baby, what he lacks is only an opportunity and relevant preparations.

Yan Beigui glanced at Du Fan deeply, and his face was thoughtful.

"Haha, junior brother, it's good, is the radish delicious?" The old drunkard laughed and asked loudly, at this time, he naturally wanted to verbally hit the red-faced old man, and the doubts and shocks in his heart could only be suppressed for the time being.

"It's okay, it's quite watery, it's just a little bitter, and it shouldn't have matured yet. Du Fan reacted immediately and said with a smile.

"Thief, do you really waste our holy medicine?" the red-faced old man shouted with a gloomy face and a trembling corner of his mouth.

"Eat, even with that spiritual lake, I have absorbed it, I don't believe you can sense it. When it was over, Du Fan muttered in a low voice: "It's a pity, that green lotus plant is not ripe, otherwise the taste will be better." ”

Hearing this, the red-faced old man only felt that his eyes were dark, his breath was suffocated, and he almost lost his breath.

"Senior brother, you won't really eat that holy medicine prototype as a radish, right?" The consistent smile on Monk Hua's face froze, and his right eyelid jumped several times before he asked.

"Didn't you let me eat it?" Du Fan was slightly stunned, not knowing why.

"Isn't that just for the sake of anger, this old immortal, you should at least refine the prototype of that holy medicine into an elixir before eating it, you just eat it directly, and the effect of ten percent can be exerted at most fifty percent, you are a tyrannical thing!" Master Xun jumped to his feet and shouted, with a look of pain on his face.

"Even if you don't refine the pill, I'll give you a pot of superb spirit wine, and you can soak the prototype of that holy medicine for a hundred years and make it into medicinal wine, and the effect can be increased by more than half. The old drunkard rubbed his eyebrows and said speechlessly.

"I've eaten everything, and I still say that some of these things are not done!" Yan Beigui also had a speechless expression, but in his eyes, a strange light soon flashed, he took a deep breath, and said, "That's fine, third junior brother, maybe you don't have to sacrifice." ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, the old drunkard and Du Fan were stunned at the same time.

"Boss Yan, this person already knows the identity of his junior brother, no matter what he does today, he can't be allowed to live, we said before, this time I will die. The old drunkard was silent for a moment, and then said this, his tone was unusually calm, without the slightest emotion.

"Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, what are you talking about?" Du Fan's heart throbbed, and he had a bad premonition.

"It's not so easy to kill a Martial Saint, you have to pay a price. Master Xun sighed.

Master Xun didn't say much, but with Du Fan's mind and experience, he could understand many things in an instant, obviously these senior brothers had customized some kind of plan to exchange their lives for their lives behind his back, and all of this was to keep him safe.

"Senior brother, you ......" Du Fan's heart was blocked, and he couldn't say anything anymore after he was halfway through a sentence.

"As I said, this time, maybe none of us will have to die, just one of them. Yan Beigui said, and at the same time raised a finger and pointed at the red-faced old man not far away.

"Just a few of you thieves, and you dare to say that the old man's life is going to be my death!" The red-faced old man roared angrily, and the dust in his hand was suddenly thrown into the air, whistling and spinning, and the silver rays in the sky shot down like raindrops, covering the sky and the sun, and shrouding the sky.

Yan Beigui stood in the void, fearless, the long sword in his hand shook, and thousands of sword qi swept out, turning into a huge sword curtain, blocking the top of everyone's heads, resisting countless silver rays like rain.

"Senior brother, come here, keep the current exercises continuous, it will be useful later. Yan Beigui said to Du Fan in the distance.

"Yes. Du Fan sealed with one hand to maintain the operation of the Lingshu Sutra, and with the other hand, a large blue and white umbrella appeared, wrapped him, and disappeared together, and when he reappeared, he was already standing beside Yan Beigui, Monk Hua and others.

"Huh!" a beam of light struck, it was a dagger thrown by the red-faced old man with his raised hand, the cold light was dazzling, extremely fast, and when it approached, it exploded, and a large area of brown smoke poured out, spreading in all directions.

"A dignified generation of martial saints, also playing the trick of hiding drugs with hidden weapons, and really give you the long face of the Nangong family!" Monk Hua sneered, his hands quickly sealed, and in the air, a huge Buddha head appeared out of thin air, only to see his mouth open and close, chanting Sanskrit, and the sound waves emitted immediately turned into countless golden symbols, like a sea of runes bursting the embankment, frantically pouring into the brown smoke.

As soon as the two came into contact, there was a "squeaky lala" sound, which dissolved each other, as if they were born to restrain each other.

"Array!" Yan Beigui pointed out, and a sword shot out from his fingertips, as fast as a meteor, and went straight to the red-faced old man opposite, and at the same time shouted at Master Xun with a low cry in his mouth.

"Senior brother, is the main formation still done by the old drunkard?" asked Master Xun.

"No, the plan has changed, this time let the junior brother be the main eye. "Yanbei returned to the road.

At this moment, a sharp sound came from the front, rippling out layers of ripples, spreading in all directions, it was the sword shot out by Yan Beigui, and the sword shadow of the red-faced old man's divine skill collided together, and exploded together.

"Boss Yan, don't do it, the little junior brother is still young, and he is different from us...... "The old drunkard's face changed, and he immediately said.

"Don't talk nonsense, set up the formation!" Yan Beigui looked cold, and suddenly shouted.

Master Xun's heart was horizontal, and he immediately took out a piece of utensils and treasures, and quickly arranged them.

"Little junior brother, use the destruction of your innate supreme magic weapon, plus the serious injury of your own vitality, in exchange for the life of your third senior brother, are you willing?" Yan Beigui asked Du Fan Chuan while performing his divine skills.

"I do!" Du Fan's eyes flashed, and he replied without thinking. (To be continued.) )