The time when Ye Xiaofan threw out the broken sword and performed the ice needle technique was extremely accurate, and the young man slashed down with a sword, which was the moment when he could not return the sword, but unfortunately, the young man sacrificed his shield and blocked Ye Xiaofan's attack.

"Boy, suffer death!" The shield flashed, and it was put into the storage bag by the young man again, and then his right hand pointed to the flying sword floating above Ye Xiaofan's head, and shouted, and the flying sword stabbed towards Ye Xiaofan again, this time, the sword roared brightly, and the light was even stronger.

Ye Xiaofan didn't have a weapon in his hand, and he would never dare to use his flesh and blood to resist the young man's magic weapon.

Ye Xiaofan dodged, but the flying sword was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

"Ah!" dodged dozens of times, this time, Ye Xiaofan finally didn't dodge, his left hand was cut by the flying sword with a deep wound, if it wasn't for his speed enough, now, his left hand was likely to be cut off by the flying sword.

"Immortal Master be careful!" The surrounding martial arts masters and some people couldn't help but exclaim when they saw Ye Xiaofan injured, reminding Ye Xiaofan that Immortal Master should be careful and not to be injured again.

Ye Xiaofan's left hand was in severe pain, and the blood flowed like an infusion, and in an instant, it made his forehead sweat profusely.

"Juli Technique!" Ye Xiaofan endured the severe pain, and at the same time, the mana of his whole body was running wildly, and his body ran faster, so that the young man's flying sword could not catch up with him at the first time, and finally, he seized an opportunity, this young mana was obviously a little weak, and the speed of the flying sword slowed down a little, it was at this time that Ye Xiaofan pinched the trick with both hands and pointed towards the young man!

"Ah!" Under this finger, the young man suddenly felt that the weight of a thousand catties had increased on his body, as soon as he felt it, he knew that this was because of the giant force technique, he hurriedly urged the mana, wanting to disperse the giant force technique on his body, but he saw Ye Xiaofan suddenly throw something at him.

That's right, Ye Xiaofan did throw something at him, a purple small ding.

Before Ye Xiaofan used the Giant Force Technique, he already had a way to deal with the young man in his heart, but he couldn't catch the opportunity for a while, so he dodged all the way, and now seeing that the young mana was not strong and his movements were slowing down, how could he let it go. The most important thing is that this young man has already killed him, if he doesn't kill this young man here today, not only may he die, but these mortal people who came to Baoqing City are afraid that they will not be able to escape death, and the way to solve the crisis is to slaughter this young man!

The purple Xiaoding is extremely hard, those black bears that have been nourished by the aura all the year round, and the black bears with rough skin and thick flesh have been smashed by the purple Xiaoding and wailed, this young man was hit by the purple Xiaoding, how can it be better?

Purple Xiaoding is the only "weapon" that Ye Xiaofan can use now to fight with the monk, and if he doesn't use it to smash the young monk, there is no other choice.

Purple Xiaoding, turned into a black shadow, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of the young man, the young man wanted to take out the shield again at this time, but there was no time, he had been fighting with Ye Xiaofan for so long, plus he had just fought with those martial arts masters, and now his mana was already insufficient, and he couldn't take out the shield in the shortest possible time to block himself behind, but he didn't give up, and still took out the shield, but the shield had just been taken out, and it hadn't been enlarged to protect himself, and the black shadow had already arrived in front of him, "Bang!" It hit him in the head with a thud, and it hurt, it hurt, it hurt so much that he couldn't breathe, and he still felt like the world was spinning......

The black bear with rough skin and thick flesh was smashed by the purple Xiaoding and wailed, not to mention an unsuspecting monk.

The young man was hit, and immediately fell straight to the ground, wailing in pain, and the flying sword in the air let out a wail without the host of the young man, and the light of the sword body dissipated, and fell to the ground with a "clang".

With a move of Ye Xiaofan's right hand, the purple Xiaoding flew back, and then put it into his arms, picked up the flying sword next to him, and quickly walked towards the young man.

"Don't kill me, I am a disciple of the inner sect of the Thousand Clouds Sect, my master is the head of the Thousand Cloud Sect Du Yunfeng, my master is the great power of the Yuan Infant Stage, I am my master's favorite disciple, if you kill me, my master will definitely not let you go!" The young man saw Ye Xiaofan walking towards him, endured severe pain, and said to Ye Xiaofan half-pleading and half-threatening.

"Keep you so that you won't let me go!" Ye Xiaofan's killing since he was a child, coupled with his father's admonition, must not treat the enemy with the kindness of a woman, otherwise it will harm himself, not to mention, this young man has already killed him, how can he let him go.

Immediately, without hesitation, a sword stabbed at the young man, and the young man did not understand until he died, how could he die in the hands of a monk in the condensation period.

Ye Xiaofan stabbed down with a sword, the young man let out a miserable scream, and the audience was suddenly unusually quiet, and the people around him couldn't believe what they saw, the immortal master died like this?

After killing the young man, Ye Xiaofan pulled out his long sword, then took the shield from the young man's hand, and then took off the storage bag around his waist.

"The bad immortal master is dead, let's kill it!" After Ye Xiaofan collected the storage bag, he held a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, roared, and killed the stunned soldiers in front of him.

After Ye Xiaofan roared like this, everyone immediately reacted, especially those martial arts masters, the moment they came back to their senses, their qi and blood surged, and they raised their weapons and followed Ye Xiaofan and roared. "Kill, kill the dog!"

"Kill! Kill the dog officer!!" The people also came back to their senses, copied the guys in their hands, followed behind those martial arts masters, and rushed over.

When the soldiers saw this, they were already frightened, and even the high-ranking immortal master died, how could they resist, they lost their armor one by one, turned around and fled.

More than 100,000 people broke into the city lord's mansion from all over the place and poured into the city lord's mansion.

Ye Xiaofan flashed to the side after catching up with a few soldiers and slashing a few swords, and then quickly walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, and then out of Baoqing City, what is the fate of these mortals next, it is not something he worries about, he is now going to start fleeing again, killing the inner disciple of the Thousand Cloud Sect, and his master is still an old monster in the Yuan Infant Stage, this is not a trivial matter, if you don't escape, there is only a dead end.

Ye Xiaofan endured severe pain, ran all the way, all night, at dawn the next day, he found a mountain forest and drilled in; at this time, Ye Xiaofan's face was pale, it was because of excessive blood loss, on the way, he just bandaged it simply, and now the blood is still slowly oozing out of the bandage.

"You have to stop the bleeding first, or you'll die. Ye Xiaofan leaned against an ancient tree, lost the sword and shield in his hand, gritted his teeth, and slowly untied the bandage.

The wound appeared, half a foot long, deep to the bone, and as soon as the bandage was lifted, blood came out again.

"Hiss!" Ye Xiaofan poured water from the kettle on his body to clean the wound, but he didn't expect that as soon as the water fell on the wound, it almost didn't make him faint to death.

The wound is too deep to be cleaned.

With a "tearing" sound, Ye Xiaofan tore off a strip of cloth from his shirt and wanted to re-bandage the wound.