A cold light appeared in Xiao Fan's eyes. The disciples of the sect were really mixed, good and bad. There were all kinds of things. But he soon smiled. Two elite disciples from Shenquan Peak appeared here with the inner disciples. Most of the sect's tokens were there.
On two elite disciples.
Originally, Xiao Fan searched two places, but it turned out that they were all Chu Xiufeng's disciples. He couldn't snatch their sect tokens. Now that someone from Shenquan Peak came to his door, it saved him a lot of trouble.
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In front, the disciples of Shen Fist Peak slowly surrounded Chu Xiufeng's female disciples, and were about to take action. Xiao Fan thought for a moment and gave up the plan of sneak attack with bare hands.
There are two elite disciples at Shen Fist Peak. If you attack with bare hands, it will be difficult to successfully injure one person before the opponent can react. When attacking someone, another elite disciple will definitely counterattack.
Just when the disciples of Shenquan Peak and Chu Xiufeng were about to fight, Xiao Fan took out the edgeless heavy sword from the storage ring. This sword weighed more than 1,500 kilograms, and Xiao Fan's current strength was the most
You can use it several times, but after a few times, your physical strength and energy will be consumed a lot.
However, he chose to use this heavy sword because he wanted to use the powerful explosive power of the heavy sword to catch the two elite disciples of Shenquan Peak by surprise.
"Go ahead, capture them alive and let the junior brothers enjoy themselves tonight, hahaha!"
The elite disciple with a red mole on his nose and black hair on the red mole smiled lewdly. With a move of his hand, several inner disciples attacked directly, and soon there was a metal collision between the fist gloves and the front end of the soft silk.
The sound was sonorous and harsh.
Xiao Fan looked at him coldly, holding a heavy sword without an edge in both hands and using his strength. The true energy in his body combined with the strength of his body, continuously gathered in his arms.
At this moment, he felt the sharp sword trembling, almost making a chirping sound. A simple, direct but domineering sword technique naturally appeared in his mind.
"Boom!"
The sword slashed diagonally, making a thunderous sound.
Xiao Fan took action, his aggression was like fire, and he was as moving as thunder. He held a sharp sword and slashed forward instantly, vibrating the airflow in all directions into a violent rage.
"who!"
The disciples of Shenquan Peak were shocked, and so were the female disciples of Chu Xiufeng. Neither party expected that someone was hiding nearby, but they were unable to discover it.
"Buzz!!"
The air trembled rapidly, and a black heavy sword slashed down from the sky. Before it could hit him, the vibrating wave of air made people's skin hurt.
The two elite disciples of the Divine Fist Peak suddenly shrank their pupils, clenched their fists, and used the Iron Arm Divine Fist to critically attack the edgeless heavy sword.
"Qiang!"
"boom!!"
The fists and swords clashed, making a clanging sound, and the next moment there was a loud bang. The black epee slashed down violently, like a mountain hitting it, carrying unimaginable power and a mighty force.
"boom!!"
The two elite disciples flew upside down on the spot. One was hit by the heavy sword blade, and the other was just brushed by the sword blade, but both of them flew upside down. The elite disciple who was hit by the sword blade flew nearly twenty meters.
It broke two big trees, blood spurted out, the bones on his right shoulder and chest were all broken, and all the foam in his internal organs was spit out. After landing, he twitched a few times and died.
"It's you!"
The elite disciple who was struck by the sword climbed up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and recognized the person. His eyes were shocked and cold.
"Xiao...Senior Brother Xiao!"
Chu Xiufeng's female disciples also saw the person who made the move clearly, and they all looked shocked. Although they had seen Xiao Fan's methods in Nanfengping, they knew that he was not weak. But that was just a battle with the inner disciples, but
Just now, Xiao Fan actually knocked away two elite disciples with a sword. One was slightly injured and the other was completely knocked out. You can imagine how overbearing that blow was.
"Leave the inner disciples to you, I will deal with that ugly monster."
Xiao Fan pointed at the elite disciple with a red mole on his nose and said, making the elite disciple's eyes almost bulge out.
"Fuck! How dare you call me ugly! You are a waste of low-level martial arts and you are seeking your own death!"
The elite disciple seemed to have been stabbed in a sore spot by Xiao Fan. His expression was ferocious and his facial features were a little distorted. He walked towards Xiao Fan step by step with murderous intent.
Although Xiao Fan just killed another elite disciple, he felt that it was because of a successful sneak attack. If they were to fight head-on, could a person in the warrior realm be his opponent?
"Senior Brother Xiao, you have to be careful. This person is not weak. Be careful of his Iron Arm Divine Fist."
Chu Xiufeng's elite disciple warned, a little worried.
"Do not worry."
Xiao Fan shook his head, put the sharp sword into his storage ring, and stepped forward to meet him.
"I heard that the Iron Arm Divine Fist at Divine Fist Peak is so powerful and domineering. Today I will try with my bare hands just how powerful this martial skill is."
Xiao Fan's voice was calm, but his eyes were cold.
"Hey, frog in the well!"
The elite disciples of Shen Fist Peak smiled ferociously, rushed over, and raised their fists to attack Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan was not convinced. He wanted to see what was so special about this martial arts, so he used the tiger-walking and leopard-leaping technique to move and dodge within a radius of ten meters.
"boom!"
He was punched empty by an elite disciple from the Divine Fist Peak and hit a big tree. A fist-shaped hole appeared in the trunk, and sawdust scattered everywhere.
"It really has some power."
Xiao Fan thought to himself that he still did not fight back, but just dodged. When the disciples of the Divine Fist Peak had finished using all the 36 styles of the Iron Arm Divine Fist, Xiao Fan also saw the shortcomings of this set of martial arts.
This set of martial arts is indeed fierce and domineering, but its speed is insufficient, so it will definitely suffer a big loss when it encounters delicate martial arts that are light and changeable.
"Trash, do you think you can survive with just a few tricks? Let's see how long you can hide!"
The elite disciple of Shen Fist Peak cursed angrily. After completing a set of martial arts, he didn't even touch the corner of Xiao Fan's clothes. If this continues, his physical strength and energy will continue to be consumed, which will be a great loss.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Fan clenched his fists, and the veins on his arms and backs of his hands jumped. All the energy and strength were poured into his arms, circulating in the meridians and tendons of his arms.
"as you wish!"
Xiao Fan shouted coldly, and punched the fist of the elite disciple of Shen Fist Peak, trying to shake it hard.
"court death!"
The elite disciples of Shenquan Peak laughed ferociously, and laughed wildly in their hearts when they saw Xiao Fan raising his fist to shake him hard.
"boom!!"
The fists clashed, and there was a muffled sound. The smile on the face of the elite disciple of the Divine Fist Peak instantly froze, and the arm froze in the air, and then began to tremble violently.
"Crack!"
His fists and arms made the sound of bone cracking, and large beads of cold sweat rolled down his forehead and temples. Then, with a pop, a cloud of blood mist exploded directly behind his right shoulder, and bone residue flew out.
Xiao Fan raised his foot and kicked him into the air, raised his right leg, raised his hands high at the same time, grabbed his neck and legs, and slammed him into his knees.
"Crack!"
There was another sound of bone cracking, and the spinal bones of the elite disciple of Shen Fist Peak were broken. A pair of pupils quickly dilated, and his eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness.
The last elite disciple died, and the inner disciples of Shen Fist Peak were all frightened, and were soon injured by Chu Xiufeng's disciples.
"Senior sister, we were wrong, please spare us. It was the two of them who forced us to do this. Otherwise, even if we were given ten courages, we would not dare to attack the senior sisters. Please spare us."
The inner disciple of Shen Fist Peak was injured and knelt down with a thump, loudly begging for mercy.
Chu Xiufeng's elite disciple groaned, his expression changed several times, and finally he shouted coldly and said: "Get out!"
"Yes, thank you, senior sister, we'll get out right away!"
The six inner disciples stood up and ran towards the forest quickly, rolling and crawling.
"ah!"
There was an incomparably shrill scream, and blood exploded like a flower blooming.
Xiao Fan walked swiftly and smashed the head of an inner disciple of Shenquan Peak with a slap.
The remaining five inner disciples were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split apart, they screamed and ran away wildly.
With cold eyes, Xiao Fan picked up a few branches from the ground, poured his energy and strength into them, and threw them at several inner disciples.
"call out!!"
The sound of breaking through the air was ear-piercing, and several branches shot through the air like arrows. The five disciples of Shen Fist Peak who were running frantically for their lives had no time to dodge.
"Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff!"
There were five bursts of blood in succession, and five branches penetrated their bodies, penetrating from the back and exiting from the chest. The five inner disciples froze, turned around slowly, and looked at Xiao Fan in horror.
, he opened his mouth, wanting to say something but no sound came out. His body fell slowly, and the blood gushing out stained the surrounding soil.
"Senior Brother Xiao, you...why did you kill them!"
Chu Xiufeng's elite disciples looked at Xiao Fan with puzzled expressions and unbearable eyes.
Xiao Fan turned around to look at her and said calmly: "Leaving aside the relationship between the sects, are they enemies?"
Chu Xiufeng's elite disciple was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"yes."
The other inner female disciples also nodded.
"There is an old saying that goes well, being kind to the enemy is cruel to yourself. Do you think they will be grateful if you let them go this time? Moreover, if they escape, they will definitely return to the sect.
I will add some extra fuel to the matter and tell Tie Batian of Divine Fist Peak, and by then the relationship between you, Chu Xiufeng, and Divine Fist Peak will probably become very tense."
Xiao Fan said lightly, remembering what happened in Jingzhou City. That night because he was kind-hearted, he did not kill the Ninth Concubine. As a result, he was almost buried in Jingzhou City, and even the little Nunuo almost died there too.
This is a bloody lesson.
"Senior Brother Xiao is right." Chu Xiufeng's elite disciple nodded, feeling that Xiao Fan did not look like a fifteen-year-old boy. He was very mature in both his actions and his thinking. Then he sighed and said, "They already know this.
Senior Brother Xiao's secret must not be let go. Previously, Junior Sister was not careful enough and almost caused big trouble for Chu Xiufeng and Senior Brother."
"fine."
Xiao Fan shook his head. Now that all the disciples of Shen Fist Peak were dead, there was no point in talking about it. He walked to the corpses of two elite disciples and groped around for a while, and he found the sect's token.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Xiao, for your help."
Several inner disciples walked up to Xiao Fan one after another and thanked him sincerely. Some of the female disciples even had a flash of light in their eyes.