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Chapter 231 Wanted

"Be careful!"

The woman next to Ling Tianfan didn't expect that the eight leaders would shoot a knife whenever they had a disagreement, and even sneak attacked her.

His face changed drastically.

It was so close that she couldn't help.

With her strength, let alone help Ling Tianfan, she will be unable to protect her own safety.

With a look of horror and horror, he could only sit still, and there seemed to be a bloody scene in his mind of Ling Tianfan being cut into two pieces by the eight leaders.

However, the next scene completely overturned the woman's cognition.

Seeing that the Eighth Head's sword was about to slash Ling Tianfan's head, Ling Tianfan took action.

No energy defense cover.

The thunder-gathering sword he was carrying had appeared in his hands at some point.

The exercises of Taixu Lei Sutra.

The true energy of power does not need to flow out of the Dantian, but directly gushed from the excited hand divine acupoint, and instantly poured into the Julei Xuan Sword in his hand.

The Lei Xuan Sword was activated, and its disguise could no longer block its third-level Xuan-level spiritual power.

"Is this...the mysterious magic weapon?"

After feeling the spiritual power of the Julei Xuan Sword, Zi's mind buzzed and was shocked, as if it was blank.

ah!

The mysterious magic weapon is not even some powerful people in the Condensation Realm.

Not to mention the more precious and rare Xuan-level weapons and magic weapons.

"Not good!"

After discovering that the sword in Ling Tianfan's hand was a mysterious weapon sword, the Eighth Head of the House here suddenly became angry and felt extremely dangerous.

He had not even had time to show his greed thoughts at the Xuan-level weapon magic sword.

!

Ling Tianfan's third-grade Thunder-gathering Sword, like a lightning bolt, instantly broke through the sword technique of the Eighth Head, shattering the yellow-grade top-grade energy defense shield that the Eighth Head was dying before his death, and then a sword energy penetrated into the middle of the Eighth Head's eyebrows.

Middle.8

Head of the family, die!

He died before he could even inspire his magic cultivator.

His body fell in front of Ling Tianfan with his eyes closed.

Scream! This

It is Ling Tianfan’s powerful strength at this moment.

With the cooperation of the third-grade Xuanjian of the Xuan-level Julei Xuanjian, he killed an ant like the Eighth Heads, which was no more difficult than killing an ant.

The women present and the subordinates of the Eighth Heads were still shocked by Ling Tianfan's mysterious weapon and magic sword, and found that the Eighth Heads was dead.

Oh my God! One

The eighth head of the family, who was in the mistress of the Mist Hidden Mountains, died here, at the hands of a young man who seemed not even in the innate realm.

"escape!"

The subordinates of the Eighth Headmaster, who came to his senses, immediately reacted and turned around and wanted to escape.

No one is the opponent, how can they be the opponent?"

Can you escape?"

Ling Tianfan sneered.

These people are extremely cruel bandits and robbers, killing people and catching treasures, and doing everything they want. Since they have been provoked, he does not intend to let anyone go.

He chased after him, his sword energy stormed, and he killed all these people in a few breaths.

"So...thank you for helping me!"

When the woman saw Ling Tianfan walking back, she came back from the shock and quickly saluted respectfully.

The strong are respected, and the weak are prey on this.

Ling Tianfan, who was engraved in her eyes, was still a boy in the innate realm?

It is clearly... it is an old monster at the level of the Infant Condensation Realm, a young man disguised.

Wrong, that's it. No

Then, how could it be possible to kill a strong man of the level of the Eighth Head of the Family in one sword?”

Saving your life today is the love of the statue of the bullhead beast you gave me. Walking in this direction for more than a hundred miles, you can walk out of the Wuyun Mountains. You might as well leave here as soon as possible." Ling

Tianfan said.

meet by chance.

He didn't plan to ask the woman's name either.

For them, it is very likely that they will never meet again.

"Yes." Female

Zi bowed respectfully, then used his body method to escape quickly.

Seeing the woman escaping, Ling Tianfan didn't think much about it.

The battle here did not affect the Ling Jianhou who had comprehended the formation, and he felt relieved.

Almost noticed something, he looked up at the dense forest sky.

The thick fog cannot block the sight of Ling Tianfan's divine eyes.

I saw a mist eagle hovering in the sky more than 200 meters and then flew away in one direction.

Ling Tianfan frowned slightly, and then murderous intent flashed through his eyes.

If he guessed correctly, the mist eagle must have been raised by the Eighth Head and others. If the Eighth Head and others die, the mist eagle will definitely go back to inform us.”

I will kill as much as I dare!” Ling

Tianfan thought to himself.

My father is still in the process of understanding, so it is impossible for him to take his father away quickly.

Why do he need to escape with his strength?

He quickly cleaned up the bodies of Ba Dangjia and others on the ground, picked up the magic weapons and storage rings on these guys, and they could be exchanged for resources when they were taken to the black market.

He brought the storage rings of these guys who glanced at them."

Huh? How could these guys have portraits of me and my father? They are looking for me and my father?"

Ling Tianfan thought about it and took out two portraits from the Batangjia storage ring. On it, he and his father were clearly drawn, and some of his and his father's characteristics were marked next to it.

There are also storage rings in the storage rings of the eight-headed master's single storage rings in these Black Tiger Sword Village."

Could it be related to the magic cultivator organization behind Zi Yeyun?"

Ling Tianfan thought to himself.

The head of the family is a demon cultivator, and the eight head of the family is also a demon cultivator. The magic cultivator's skills are very similar to Xiao Zifeng, the senior brother of Zi Yeyun who was killed by him.

If I had known it, I would leave a living mouth and ask for some questions."

Xi, the Eighth Headmaster was also given a second with his sword.

"Let's wait for the next time."

The mist eagle escaped and would definitely go back to inform him. Ling Tianfan believed that with the vengeful style of the Black Tiger Sword Village, he would definitely send someone to come here again.

……black

Although the people in Hudao Village are bandits and robbers, they are all people who have their own identities.

The obvious identity of the head of the family is the head of a small family in Wuyin.

Recently, the messenger wanted to find the team of Ling Tianfan and Ling Lianjian's father and son. He did not dare to neglect it. He mobilized all the manpower and material resources that the family could use to search for.

If you can find it and show it in front of the messenger, you may be able to be valued by the messenger in the future.

Therefore, he personally led the team and waited at several important intersections in the Wuyin Mountains. He brought people to the other party to get rid of disguise and check it carefully.

In the dense forest, the seventh head of the family had just checked a team of passing business trips and returned in disappointment.

At this moment, a loud eagle scream suddenly came from the clouds above my head, with a little sadness.

"The Seventh Head, that seems to be the Mist Eagle raised by the Eighth Head!"
Chapter completed!
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