It was almost dark when Su Fan left the city, and it turned completely dark not long after he left.
"Boy, stop! Hand over all the treasures you have on you, and my brothers will let you live," a cold shout came from behind.
Su Fan slowly turned his head and looked at several people with his eyes. There were four middle-aged people and two young people. The middle-aged people were probably in their forties or fifties. The young people looked like they were in their twenties. The middle-aged man in the middle had a piercing.
Mustache.
"I want my treasure, I don't know what you want," Su Fan smiled slightly, but his brows couldn't help but frown. These people are not low in cultivation. The middle-aged leader has reached the eighth level of Qi Condensation Realm, which is higher than himself.
There are more than one big realm, and the lowest level is the fifth level of Qi Condensation Realm.
"Stop talking nonsense! Hand over all the treasures you have, otherwise our brothers will be rude and chop you into pieces to feed the monsters," the middle-aged man with a mustache said coldly, his eyes full of contempt.
"You are trying to kill people and steal goods!" Su Fan smiled coldly with a playful look in his eyes.
"So what, you'd better do as we say and still save your life, otherwise this will be your burial place today."
"I would like to see why you are so rude and whose burial place is here," Su Fan said with a cold look in his eyes.
Chasing the Wind Step, a figure flashed past quickly, as fast as the wind, and it was impossible to see the trajectory clearly.
Poof! The sound of spitting out a mouthful of blood echoed in the air.
Bang! A middle-aged man was knocked straight to the ground, vomiting blood and his eyes were blurry.
"Little beast! How dare you," the middle-aged man with a mustache shouted immediately after reacting. His body shot towards Su Fan like a ghost, and a palm struck directly at Su Fan's face.
Su Fan stepped back and quickly distanced himself. The spiritual power in his hands continued to circulate, and blood dripped from his fists.
"Second brother, how are you? Second brother, hold on!" the middle-aged man with a mustache shouted while holding the injured man.
"Brother! I can't do it anymore, help me take revenge, take revenge..." Before he could finish his sentence, the injured man walked away. Su Fan's sudden punch was too overbearing, and he had no strength to resist at the sixth level of Qi Condensation.
Mustache stared at Su Fan and coldly ordered, "Kill him and come together to avenge the second brother."
"kill!"
The remaining people's eyes were blood red, and they immediately surrounded Su Fan. They all held various weapons in their hands, shining with bursts of cold light, and an astonishing chill erupted in the air.
Su Fan didn't dare to be too big, there were too many people. As the saying goes, it is difficult for two fists to beat four hands, and if you try hard with your body, you will probably suffer a loss.
Ding dong! Ding dong! A sound of weapons sounded. Su Fan took out the only weapon on his body, the broken sword. This was the only weapon on his body. Regardless of whether it was a treasure or not, he could only use it at this moment.
"Come on! No matter how many of you there are, I, Su Fan, have nothing to fear. I will kill them all today." There must have been hundreds of monsters that died in his hands in the Black Wind Forest these days! They have wandered on the edge of life and death countless times.
, has long since made him cold-blooded and cruel.
The broken sword was stained with rust, without any light but extremely heavy. Su Fan held the broken sword in his hand, standing in the moonlight like a brave and fearless warrior.
With a wave of the broken sword in his hand, Su Fan killed him directly. His target was the two young men at the fifth level of the Qi Condensation Realm. The light of the spear, the light of the sword, and the shadow of the knife kept flashing in the void, and there were arrays of weapons.
The chirping sound sounded.
Su Fan seized the opportunity to dodge all the attacks. The broken sword struck a young man directly, and terrifying power suddenly burst out. The young man had no time to mobilize his spiritual power before the huge force invaded his body, directly shattering his meridians and bones. The young man was
Divided into two, dead and unable to die again.
Another sword was struck with the backhand, and the other young man also fell into a pool of blood with a look of unwillingness. Two swords followed, one at the third level of Qi Condensation and the other at the fourth level, died in Su Fan's hands.
"Third brother, fourth child, get out of the way, I'll kill him." When the middle-aged man with a mustache saw this scene, his eyes turned red, and he directly raised his sword and killed him. The sword's light flashed with a cold light and he went straight to Su.
When Fan came, Su Fan raised his broken sword to block in front of him. The light of the sword hit the broken sword heavily, and the huge force directly caused Su Fan to vomit blood.
"Sure enough, I have no ability to resist at the eighth level of the Qi Condensation Realm now. My limit can only be the seventh level of the Qi Condensation Realm. Those two people just didn't have the chance to release their fighting spirits! Otherwise, they wouldn't have been killed so easily."
Now that he could give it a try, Su Fan secretly made up his mind.
Su Fan raised the broken sword in his hand and struck it fiercely. The broken sword was dull and simple, but it had great power.
"Hmph! You are so insignificant, you can be buried with my second brother!" the middle-aged man with a mustache said, raising the sword in his hand, huge spiritual power entered the blade, and there was a loud roar, a bloody sword fight.
The sword flashed with a strange blood light and went straight towards Su Fan. When the light of the sword was almost close to Su Fan, Su Fan used Chasing Wind Step to dodge directly and flew towards the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man with a mustache stopped and looked at Su Fan like this. He was able to dodge his own blow. This young man was not simple. He looked like he was only at the seventh level of the Body Tempering Realm, but in fact his combat power was estimated to be able to fight at a higher level.
"Brother, just now he said his name was Su Fan. Could it be that he is the loser of the Su family. He killed the fifth and sixth children with just one knife. His power was terrifying. He doesn't look like the legendary loser." "Don't worry about it.
Who is he? We must kill him today," the middle-aged man with a mustache said angrily.
"Boy! What are you doing," the middle-aged man with a mustache shouted loudly, his eyes fixed on Su Fan, wishing he could eat his flesh alive.
That's right, Su Fan wanted to devour the middle-aged second child in order to improve his cultivation and break through to the eighth level of the Body Tempering Realm, so that he could be sure to kill the remaining people.
The Black Lotus War Spirit emerged, and a devouring power burst out, covering the middle-aged second's body. The terrifying devouring power swallowed up all the middle-aged second's essence in ten breaths. Su Fan's body
The inside is frantically absorbing spiritual power, constantly polishing his body, bones, and internal organs. Impurities are constantly flowing out of Su Fan's body. The strength is constantly rising, and he will soon be able to break through.
"Boy, you are looking for death!" The middle-aged man with a mustache was completely furious. He fought with a bloody knife and cut through the sky. A sword rushed towards Su Fan at the speed of light. Su Fan was anxious but had no choice. Now his mind was on making a breakthrough.
If he gives up now, he doesn’t know when he will be able to break through. It’s okay if he does this, but there are still people around him who want to kill him!
"Xiaowu, it's your turn to take action," Su Fan said calmly, not panicking at all.
Roar! Roar!
There was a roar of beasts, tiger howling sound waves, and a sound wave attack came directly to kill, impacting into the mind of the middle-aged Mustache, a monster beast blocked in front of Su Fan, and resolved the sword light.
Ah! The middle-aged man with a mustache was suffering from the torture of his soul. His body could not help but tremble. He could no longer hold the sword in his hand, and he fell to the ground, wailing in pain.
Click! Click! Click!
There was a sound of bones grinding together, and Su Fan successfully entered the eighth level of the body tempering realm. Powerful spiritual power fluctuations emitted from his body. Su Fan stood up and walked towards the few people.
"Third, Fourth, release the war spirit and kill him," Mustache wailed in pain while ordering the remaining two middle-aged men.
The Blood Sun Tiger War Spirit and the Aurora Spear War Spirit were released. Su Fan's eyes shrank slightly. This was the first time he had collided with a human war spirit. He didn't know how powerful the warrior who blessed the war spirit was.
There was a look of anticipation on Su Fan's lips.
The broken sword in his hand was raised high, and spiritual power was crazily poured into the broken sword. The broken sword kept humming, as if it was a warrior eager to fight.
With a shocking sword strike, Su Fan shot out with a whoosh sound. The broken sword in his hand kept trembling. He swung out the sword and struck the weapons of the two with terrifying force. The two of them immediately flew backwards. The battle that had just gathered was
The spirit also dissipated directly.
Su Fan put away the broken sword and stopped the operation of the martial arts. It was not because he didn't want to, but because he had no spiritual power to support him. Yuan-level martial arts really did not consume ordinary spiritual power.