As he spoke, the fat old man waved his hand, and the person in front of him brought a table and chairs and put a pot of tea on it. The old man stood alone on the chair, picked up a cup of tea, and slowly tasted the tea in his hand while narrowing his eyes.
Su Fan sneered, and the spell in his hand became more powerful. The huge mountain peak continued to grow, and soon it was hundreds of feet high. On top of the city tower, a monk lay down and whispered in the old man's ear. The old man stood up suddenly and glanced at the mountain peak.
He said disdainfully: "It doesn't matter, it's just an illusion, nothing to be afraid of."
Then, the old man sat back on the chair again, but this time he did not close his eyes, but glanced at Su Fan from time to time, as if he was a little worried.
Su Fan's eyes were cold, and he flicked his fingers, and the 100-foot peak quickly hit the city tower. The mountain peak flew away as if it was going to destroy the world, and the mountain peak was about to hit the city tower. The old man stood up hurriedly, with a slightly panicked expression on his face.
He stared at the flying mountain peak, but with a loud bang, the mountain peak seemed to hit a bronze bell, and a shadow of a bronze bell flashed past on the tower.
The city tower was not damaged at all. A smile gradually appeared on the old man's solemn face, and he kept shouting: "Junior, you dare to break this formation even though you are only in the early stage of foundation building." Although the old man spoke with great disdain, it was obvious that
There was a slight look of panic on his face.
Although the mountain peak that Su Fan flew over did not pose any threat to the city tower, it was not damaged at all. You must know that on ordinary days, even the elders with extremely high cultivation levels in the sect could not make the city tower appear as a shadow of a copper bell.
At this moment, the old man began to have some doubts about the village leader's description of Su Fan's cultivation. According to Suo Rongcheng's description, he could kill Su Fan countless times with just a raise of his hands. There was no need to worry at all. He was just a junior who had just started cultivating immortals.
That's all.
He naturally knew Su Fan's purpose, and he also understood that if he didn't stop him today, he would definitely die an ugly death, and even his wife and children at home would not have a good life. He knew very well what kind of person Suo Rongcheng was.
Thinking of this, the old man's eyes moved, and the ten people standing beside him clasped their fists and flew towards Su Fan. The old man stood with his hands behind his hands and whispered with a smile: "Ten people at the peak of the ninth level of Qi refining will kill one of you in the early stage of foundation building. Hum.
, isn’t it a bit overkill?”
Su Fan had no expression on his face, looking at the ten people flying over. Fan Ruoyu beside him was about to take action. Su Fan waved his hand and said, "I am enough." Su Fan just wanted to use killing to cover up the feelings in his heart.
Pain, maybe only by endlessly killing enemies, the guilt in my heart can be slightly relieved.
The ten people came up and did not attack Su Fan. Instead, they surrounded Su Fan. They were obviously setting up some kind of formation.
Su Fan had been studying formations for many days, and his attainments in formations were quite good, so he quickly reacted and hurriedly tried to retreat, but was blocked by a burst of blue light.
Su Fan had seen this formation in the formation diagram. It was not a sophisticated formation. One person could form a formation, or ten people could form an formation. Su Fan could break it just by raising his finger, but if ten people formed an formation, it would break.
Su Fan was a little afraid of the formation, and besides, he was still ten monks at the peak of the ninth level of Qi refining.
The main function of this formation is to condense the cultivation base of ten people together to trap the enemy, and then condense the technique to trap the enemy. People with low cultivation level and slightest carelessness will be trapped in the formation.
sneak attack.
These ten people obviously cooperated frequently and were very skilled in playing with formations. Su Fan seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the spiritual energy in his hands was circulating. After a while, two green lights condensed in his hands. Su Fan waved his hand and suddenly became green.
The light flew towards the two monks.
Since the formation first appeared, the two monks had to maintain the operation of the formation, so they were unable to move. Seeing that the green light was about to shoot towards them, they involuntarily took two steps back.
Suddenly, Su Fan made a secret in his hand, and a blood-colored Tai Chi pattern condensed and fell quickly. With a crisp sound, the condensed blue light of the ten people collapsed, and all ten monks flew out.
Su Fan did not pause, and punched a monk who was close to him. The monk immediately turned into blood mist. Seeing that they could not resist, the remaining nine people hurriedly retreated. Su Fan patted the storage bag, took out a fan,
Fly towards the nine people.
The Mountain Soul Fan flew in front of the nine people and became extremely large. This is a technique that Su Fan learned while practicing the Five Elements Metal Technique. Its effect is to make the magic weapon used become larger. The nine people saw that the fan blocked them.
On the way out, hurriedly attack the fan.
The Shanhun Fan just lifted up gently and fiercely fanned the nine people. The nine people's attacks on the fan were immediately rebounded and turned back towards themselves, and the nine people were immediately thrown into disarray.
Before the nine people could rest, Su Fan had already arrived, grabbed the two of them, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. With a fierce movement of spiritual power, the two of them turned into ashes. Seeing that they could not escape, the other seven had a ruthless look in their eyes, and were about to burn their lives.
Yuan and Su Fan fought hard.
Without waiting for the seven people to fight back, Su Fan withdrew his fan and waved it at the seven people. The seven people immediately fell to the ground, bloody and bloody. Su Fan took back the souls and storage bags one by one and looked at the tower.
The old man on top of the city tower was furious, but there was a trace of fear in his eyes. He believed that if those ten people took action, he would definitely not be able to resist.
Those ten people were all experts selected by Suo Rongcheng from the village to deal with Su Fan. Although he was not afraid of Su Fan due to his cultivation level, he always felt a little ominous in his heart.
Those ten people were usually easy to deal with even in the middle stage of foundation building. But at this moment, they were killed by Su Fan casually. The fat old man was about to escape in a hurry, but suddenly he remembered what Suo Rongcheng had said, if Su Fan was let go,
There was a dead end, and besides, the formation of this tower was extremely strange, and it was not necessarily possible for Su Fan to break the formation.
Immediately, he had no choice but to turn his head and look at Su Fan, but accidentally he looked into Su Fan's eyes. In addition to hatred, there was only killing in those blood-red eyes.
The old man hurriedly turned around and adjusted his spiritual power. Su Fan's whole body was filled with evil aura, and even someone like him who had a similar level of cultivation as Su Fan was extremely frightened.
After a long time, the old man turned his head again, pretending to be disdainful and said: "Junior, if you kill those ten people, can you break this formation? You are overestimating your own capabilities." Su Fan unconsciously laughed and said: "You
Do you think I can't break this formation?" The old man glared at Su Fan and said nothing.
Su Fan took back the mountain soul fan, flew high into the sky of the city tower, raised his palm, and circulated the spiritual power in his body. The old man took a look and said, "Want to break through this formation with a pure spiritual power attack? Ignorant young man."
Su Fan's eyes narrowed, and he swung his palm towards the city tower. With a sudden thud, his palm hit the city tower, and the city tower shook violently. At this moment, under the inside of the city tower, hundreds of monks were sitting cross-legged. These monks were all the same.
The movements are like joining forces to fight against the enemy.
As Su Fan's palm fell on the phantom of the bronze bell, several monks in the front row under the tower suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. The old man obviously knew this situation and hurriedly flew down from the tower and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Su Fan said calmly: "It is really clever to build a bronze bell with countless defensive formations, and then all the monks on this level to jointly resist the attacks on the bronze bell, but today I must break this formation."
After that, he waved a few more violent palms, and monks kept falling down under the tower. The old man looked at the monks who kept falling in front of him, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly got up and ran back, shouting: "Everyone, you guys
If you have to resist, I will go to Elder Sun to bring in reinforcements."
As the old man left, a large area where he had just crossed his legs was wet.
Su Fan on the tower was still waving his palms, and gradually the shadow of the bronze bell began to blur. Finally, the shadow seemed to be transparent and could be pierced with a light finger. Su Fan smiled faintly at Fan Ruoyu
, with a gentle move of the hand.
Fan Ruoyu smiled and flew towards Su Fan. Su Fan held Fan Ruoyu's little hand and stamped his other hand on the shadow with a loud bang. The shadow of the bronze bell collapsed, and the tower under it shrouded
It was also destroyed and turned into ashes like decay.
Su Fan flew into the city tower and made a secret in his hand. A huge palm appeared and grabbed the monks who were about to escape. These monks were generally at the fifth level of Qi refining and had no ability to resist Su Fan's attack. After a while,
, all the monks here were caught by Su Fan.
Su Fan grinned with his chapped lips, and kneaded the formula in his hand. A Tai Chi diagram flew over the heads of these trembling monks. A breath of death enveloped everyone. These people just kept opening their mouths, unable to make a sound of begging for mercy.
The Tai Chi pattern slowly flew toward the monks. The blood vessels in these monks' bodies seemed to burst, and blood poured out, sprinkling on the Tai Chi pattern, which looked extremely strange.
Su Fan had a smile in his eyes and continued to control the whereabouts of the Tai Chi pattern. Fan Ruoyu next to her glanced at Su Fan and took a few steps back. At this time, Su Fan was very unfamiliar to her.
Su Fan now seemed to be possessed by a demon, and was driven by bloodthirsty. As the hundreds of monks in front of him turned into blood mist, Fan Ruoyu closed his eyes fiercely, a teardrop slipped down, and then gently supported Su Fan and said: "
Let's go." Su Fan said nothing, holding Fan Ruoyu's arm and gently flying towards the sky.
Su Fan clasped his trembling hand and said in a low voice: "Do you know why I killed them?" Fan Ruoyu felt relieved and whispered: "Why?"
Su Fan smiled lightly and said: "That day, Suo Rongcheng's disciple Hu Peng was dissatisfied with my obtaining the magic weapon and became greedy. Then he wanted to kill me to seize the treasure, but I tried my best to escape. At that time,
I originally thought that when I met him, I would kill him. Later, my cultivation improved, and coincidentally, I met Hu Peng again, but I didn't want to kill him again.
But he still wanted to kill me, but I repelled him. I let him go, but he used a trick to kill me, and was killed by my palm. There was a person beside him named Ling Yuan.
He was the one who walked with me and invited me to go treasure hunting together. He saw this series of things and he promised me that he would not mention the events of that day to anyone."
"Did Ling Yuan tell Suo Rongcheng?" Fan Ruoyu said with a slight frown.
Su Fan remained silent, expressing his acquiescence. Fan Ruoyu sighed softly and said nothing, holding Su Fan tightly with his little hands.
After a long time, Su Fan said again: "Just wait for me here. I will do the rest by myself."
Seeing Su Fan's affirmative gaze, Fan Ruoyu bit her lip, slowly let go of her hand, and said lightly: "You have to be careful."
Su Fan looked at Fan Ruoyu, and suddenly took out the golden crossbow from the storage bag and handed it to Fan Ruoyu, saying: "You only need to inject spiritual power to shoot the bow and arrow. If anyone dares to do you harm, you can use this crossbow."
defensive."
Fan Ruoyu paused and exclaimed: "Feng Yu Crossbow?" Su Fan smiled faintly, turned around and flew towards the next level.
In a large hall in Sanhuangzhai, a middle-aged man was sitting in the hall. The man's face was gloomy at the moment, his head resting on a fist. There was silence in the hall. Suddenly the man shouted: "The Immovable Bronze Bell Formation has been destroyed.
It’s broken, elders, can you please talk to me.”
A young man who sat down came forward and said respectfully: "Father, Elder Zhou has always been timid. He must have seen Su Fan use some tricks and thought that Su Fan was very powerful and that's why he was defeated."
The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Fart, did you know that the ten elite disciples of the inner sect I sent were all killed by Su Fan. All the hundreds of monks in the first level were killed by Su Fan and their souls were taken away."
Not to mention these, the formation in the first level was put together by the seven guardian elders, and not even I could forcibly break it."
The young man's expression changed slightly and he whispered: "Since my father is worried, I will personally go to the second level to supervise the battle. I will definitely join forces with Elder Sun to retrieve Su Fan's head to eliminate the trouble in my father's heart."
Hearing this, a thin middle-aged man who sat down came forward, clasped his fists and said, "Young Master is both wise and brave. The leader of the village can rest assured, he will definitely kill Su Fan."
The middle-aged man frowned and said impatiently: "Go, go, Gan Huai, you go too, to protect the young master's safety."
The two of them hugged the middle-aged man and walked out of the hall.