"Mafan?"

As soon as he landed on the ground, he heard someone shouting his name. Ma Fan turned his head and saw a few young men and girls standing there, and the one who made the sound was the old acquaintance Yang Xianling. Today, the woman wearing a goose yellow dress was full of surprise on his face.

"Junior sister, do you know him?" A woman in blue next to Yang Xianling looked at her and asked.

At this time, a middle-aged monk in white clothes next to him smiled and said, "Second Sister, have you not heard the name of Junior Sister Yang to this person? Even if you have never seen the image of this person, you should have heard of this person!"

The woman in blue was stunned and said, "This is the treacherous boy you met with Junior Sister Duan Xia down the mountain a few years ago? Who did you get punished?"

"Yeah." Yang Xianling nodded.

Ma Fan said intimidly that he was unlucky, but he unexpectedly landed in the pile of monks. Although he and Leng Youmo's strength were not afraid of these monks in front of him, now the coalition forces are stationed in the ruins of Luoyang, and there are countless monks among the princes. Once a war starts, there are cultivators coming, he may not suffer any losses.

"Haha, we're meeting again." Ma Fan said with a wry smile.

"I used to know that you were brave, but I didn't expect that you were so brave that you dared to come here at this moment." Yang Xianling said with a slight angrily.

"Don't I don't know you're here? Otherwise, I wouldn't have come back. For past friendships, can you pretend that you didn't see me?" Ma Fan said with a smile.

Yang Xianling blushed slightly and said, "Who has a relationship with you? Besides, even if I let you go, my seniors will not let you go."

"Junior sister, stop talking nonsense to him. Everyone in the Jie Sect will be punished. Let's go with you together, don't let this thief escape!" The monk in white rushed to speak again.

Ma Fan glared at the annoying guy, but the guy seemed to have not seen it. He turned a blind eye to Ma Fan and looked at Leng Youmo and smiled: "This Taoist brother, this Ma Fan is a remnant of the Jie Sect wanted by major sects. If the Taoist fellow was deceived for a while, it has nothing to do with him. I hope he will not interfere!"

Leng You sighed silently and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but the little woman was careless for a moment and became the remnant of the Jie Sect in your mouth. Today, I'm afraid I can't stand by and watch."

"It's not good at mercy!" A middle-aged Taoist, who was about 30 or 40 years old from the Baiyun Sect, snorted coldly.

This Taoist man had a long beard, a long eye and tiger eyes, and his words were full of energy. Although he did not fully release his momentum, after the words "he" were expressed, Ma Fan felt that his aura had changed dramatically in an instant. He only felt that his aura was majestic, like a river, and was not a good person to mess with.

"This person is a master of the Nascent Soul stage, and he must have entered the Nascent Soul stage for a while. His cultivation is even more behind me, and the woman in blue is also a master of the Nascent Soul stage. It is difficult for me to deal with one person. If these two people take action at the same time, I will definitely be defeated. Otherwise, we will run away!" Leng Youmo sent a message to Ma Fan.

"Hahaha, I suddenly realized something today, but I felt a little itchy. I wonder if the eldest brother, the second sister and the junior sisters can give these two to me to try?" A red light flashed, and a young monk in a big red Taoist robe was added on the field.

"Another Nascent Soul Stage Master! The strength of Baiyun Sect is indeed terrifying!" Leng Youmo sent a message again.

The full text of Ma Fan's Tian Shen Xiaoyao Pass was also very ugly. He originally thought that he was considered a young master after he was in seclusion. There were not many young generations who could beat him. Unexpectedly, he met three Nascent Soul masters here, and they were all from Baiyun Sect. If other cultivators were added, there would probably be dozens or even hundreds of Nascent Soul masters in the younger generation.

"It seems that the strength is still insufficient!" Ma Fan said in his heart.

"Fifth Junior Brother, please take care of yourself!" The Taoist, who made Ma Fan feel that it was not easy to mess with, spoke lightly.

"Haha, I didn't like these fighting and killing things at first. Since the fifth junior brother was willing to take it over, it would be great!" The woman in purple said with a smile. This smile made his pretty appearance look a little better, and he instantly became a beauty.

"Fifth Senior Brother, we have so many people, why should we fight with them one by one? Let's take them down together and talk about it!" The middle-aged man in white who made Ma Fan a little disgusted spoke again.

If both sides change positions and some subordinates tell Ma Fan like this, Ma Fan will definitely appreciate the man, but if the idea is adopted at this moment, it will make Ma Fan and Leng Youmo even more unbearable, so Ma Fan has already had a murderous intent towards this man.

"Hmph, the fifth level of the Golden Pill! If you really dare to rush forward, I will give you a second!" Ma Fan snorted coldly in his heart.

"Random!" A red light shot out from the hands of the monk in a big red robe, but it did not fly towards Ma Fan, but towards the middle-aged man in white clouds.

The middle-aged man in white was hit by the red light before he could react. He was instantly hit for several miles away, with a raging flame burning on his body. Even if he didn't die, he would definitely be seriously injured.

Seeing their own people suddenly fighting, Ma Fan was also stunned, but he only heard the young man in red robe saying, "When is it your turn to point fingers in my business?"

The sound came from dozens of miles. If the middle-aged man in white was still conscious, he would definitely be able to hear this sentence.

The people of Baiyun Sect, except for the so-called senior brother and second sister, all looked at the red-robed Taoist with some fear, and did not dare to speak out, let alone criticize or something.

Although the eldest and second sisters were not afraid, they did not show any anger on their faces, but instead showed a natural look.

After this incident, Ma Fan immediately learned more about Baiyun Sect and learned another side of Baiyun Sect.

The Taoist Red Robe didn't look at the people in the sect behind him, but instead locked his eyes on Ma Fan and Leng Youmo, waved his sleeves and said, "Okay! I don't have time to talk to you, hurry up and take action!"

Ma Fan knew that this person was amazing. Since he was playing cards, he would let himself take action first. Of course, Ma Fan had no reason to say nonsense. He saw a huge light ball behind Ma Fan suddenly appeared, but it was transformed by his momentum. At this moment, because he broke through continuously, the Taoist sect skills far exceeded the magical skills, so white accounts for more than two-thirds of the ball, and black accounts for less than one-third, which is a bit inappropriate.

In fact, Ma Fan was thinking about shaping his momentum as soon as possible, otherwise his advantage of transforming his momentum would slowly disappear. When Ma Fan's momentum reached its peak, the Zixiao Sword suddenly appeared in his hand. Ma Fan's long sword pierced straight without any change, but the sword was covered with a sound like a dragon's roar.

The breakthrough in cultivation also made his sword energy thunder sound technique that touched the threshold, reaching the first stage of howling thunder sound.


Chapter completed!