"Demon-cultivator!"

"Not the demon clan?"

The three of them had a look of surprise.

How is this possible?

You should know that Tianjue Sanren's cave is hidden deep in the demon cultivator forest. Along the way, they have only had conflicts with those stupid and fierce demon generals. How could there be other monks here?

This was inconsistent with the original information, and it was too unexpected to the three of them.

"Senior brother, what should I do?"

The other two monks turned around.

They are all in the middle stage of foundation building, so among the three, Fan Xiao has to make the decision.

"It goes without saying that of course I took this guy down!"

A hint of cruelty flashed across Fan Xiao's face. The order he received was to destroy all competitors in the secret realm.

Although everyone thinks it refers to the demon clan, since other immortal cultivators appear, it is naturally impossible to avoid the vulgarity. The treasures of the heavenly sans are determined to be won by the Baiqiao Academy. Except for the disciples of this sect, all other guys, whether they are humans or monsters, are enemies, and they will be killed without any slightest.

"Yes, senior brother."

The other two monks also agreed to be quick and easy.

There was no hesitation on their faces, and they quietly lie in ambushing, waiting for the enemy to step into the trap, and then they can launch a sneak attack.

Fan Xiao was surprised, and even a little excitement flashed in his eyes. It might be a great achievement to report this accident to his uncle.

Your own luck is really good.

After waiting for more than ten breaths, the Wuhong had already arrived more than a hundred feet away in front of her, but the escape light slowly stopped.

Fan Xiao was stunned. The other party had already reached the edge of the formation, but he was reluctant to step in. Could it be that he had seen through the ambush of his three people?

As he expected, although Qin Yan had never learned the art of formation, his spiritual sense was far stronger than that of cultivators of the same level, and it could also be combined with the five senses of a demon general. The breadth and accuracy of the search can be more considerable.

The other party's layout was not a very exquisite formation. The demon clan might be ambushed by him, but if he wanted to deal with Qin Yan, he seemed to be showing off his skills.

"No need to hide, you have to use the formation technique to fight three and one. Could it be that the monks of Baiqiao Academy are all so timid as mice?" Qin Yan used the technique of provoking the general.

"Not good, I've been discovered."

"Senior brother, what should I do?"

As he became hasty, the two mid-stage monks in the foundation building stage were a little panicked, and Fan Xiao's face was also full of surprise, and he vaguely felt that this guy was not as easy to deal with as he imagined.

But when things are about to come, it is impossible to retreat. There is only a demon cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. If three fight one, are you still afraid of him?

Even if you don't borrow the formation, you must take this guy down.

After making a decision, a ruthless look flashed across his face and he shouted: "Take it!"

Before he finished speaking, he took the lead and rushed out of his hiding place, and two other monks from Baiqiao Academy followed closely behind.

The three of them are considered to be one-hearted and one-hearted.

Qin Yan swung his sleeves, and the demonic energy around him suddenly dissipated.

"Hey, you are..."

Fan Xiao had already sacrificed the treasure, but when he saw Qin Yan's face clearly, he was stunned and looked very familiar, but for a while, he couldn't remember where he had seen this person.

"You, you are the young master of the Demon Cloud Sect."

"Impossible, aren't you dead?"

When he was still frowning and thinking, a scream came from behind him.

Fan Xiao suddenly remembered it, with a strange look of shock on his face, staring at Qin Yan tightly. The other party's figure and appearance were indeed exactly the same as the portrait he had seen before.

A body of demonic energy is extremely pure!

But he was still full of suspicion. After all, there were countless magical methods in the world of immortal cultivation, and disguise and illusions were nothing. As we all know, Young Master Demon Cloud has fallen, and the Demon Cloud Sect used this as an excuse to attack Luoyun Mountain.

Although the seniors in the sect all believed that these demon cultivators had already made such plans, the fall of the young master only provided them with a perfect excuse.

But no matter what, the young master of this sect cannot be used to tell things nonsense. Otherwise, once the lies are exposed, wouldn’t the Demon Cloud Sect become a laughing stock in the entire immortal world?

That's why Fan Xiao looked suspicious.

But it doesn't mean that there is really no such possibility.

For example, the other party has major plans to do this!

Thinking of this, I have speculated that the young master of the Demon Cloud Sect was using fake death to cover up his eyes and ears, and it seemed reasonable that he would come to the cave of Tianjue Sanren.

Thinking of this, he was suspicious and alert, and his expression on his face was extremely unkind, tempted: "Are you really the young master of the Demon Cloud Sect?"

"Hmph, what's there to say about a dying person? You three can die."

Qin Yan did not answer the other party’s question. It is said that too much will lead to mistakes. Letting them guess for themselves is the best choice.

Before he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and bounced out at a short monk standing behind.

A ray of black light flew out of his fingertips, only a little about an inch in size.

It looks quite similar to the sword energy released by the immortal cultivator, but regardless of speed or power, it is completely incomparable.

"ah!"

The monk was shocked and reacted quickly. He waved his hand and sacrificed a defensive talisman, but it was useless. The light curtain formed by the talisman was as if it were paper, and it was easily pierced. Then there was his head, and a hole the size of a finger appeared in the middle of his forehead, and blood splashed out.

There was still an incredible look on his face, but he fell to the ground with a "click".

"Junior Brother Zhang!"

The whole process was full of rabbits and falcons. When Fan Xiao realized it, his companion had already returned to the underworld.

"Demon Cloud Thorn!"

Fan Xiao's face looked extremely ugly. He was at the late stage of foundation building. Although he was blocked by a bottleneck, he was naturally considered an elite disciple of Baiqiao Academy.

How could he not recognize the magical powers in front of him?

That is a signature skill that can only be practiced by the Demon Cloud Sect. Maybe there is still some doubt whether this guy in front of him is the young master of the Demon Cloud Sect, but he can be sure that the other party is definitely the direct disciple of the Demon Cloud Sect.

"hateful!"

The hunters turned into prey. They originally planned to bully the less, and three beat one to take down the guy in front of them. Unexpectedly, before they could formally take action, a fellow disciple fell in front of them.

Fan Xiao naturally would not give up. He immediately sacrificed his treasure and slashed at Qin Yan's head fiercely. Another monk from Baiqiaoyuan also took action. Although he was a little nervous, they still had the upper hand in number. They should be able to take this guy down and avenge Junior Brother Zhang.

“Good come.”

Qin Yan naturally would not be afraid. The other party's move was just right. He held his hands and suddenly a surging demonic energy rolled out, wrapping his body. Qin Yan also rushed over with a crazy smile.
Chapter completed!