With the joint efforts of everyone, the two-headed blood bat was finally killed.

Wang Yu walked forward and pulled the Qing Jian out of the other party's back.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Wang, you have a new breakthrough in your skills and kill a powerful monster."

The junior brothers walked forward and bowed to compliment.

Wang Yu showed a hint of compassion: "You need to rely more on the assistance of your junior brothers."

At this time, the pterosaur flew over and slowly landed beside them.

Ye Fan asked, "Brothers, do you know where the Seven Leaf Blood Grass is in this Jueyang Mountains?"

"I don't know." Wang Yu shook his head, looked at the powerful king bow in Ye Fan's hand, and said, "You shot the arrow just now."

"That's right."

"This bow and arrow are good, I am Wang Yu." Wang Yu's eyes were full of greed.

He had already seen that this powerful king bow was not an ordinary thing, so he wanted to take it for himself.

You should know that for cultivators, having a good weapon is like adding wings to them.

This is why so many people keep upgrading their weapons.

Ye Fan didn't know why so many cultivators emerged in this Jueyang Mountain Range, and he didn't understand why the warrior in front of him was so arrogant. He just helped him, but the other party not only did not thank him, but instead coveted his powerful king bow.

It is said that a drop of water should be repaid with a spring, and the guy in front of him is definitely considered a wolf-hearted and dog-hearted person.

"Brother Wang, are you making a mistake? This is my ǔ    qì."

"It used to be, but now it belongs to me. If you know the truth, leave the bow and arrow and leave, and I can let you live."

The reason why Wang Yu is so arrogant is because he feels that Ye Fan is just a martial artist of the same level as him. If the two of them fight, they will probably be able to tie.

But he still has several junior brothers. In this case, once the battle is confronted, there will be no suspense.

"Who dares to be presumptuous to my elder brother!"

Accompanied by an angry shout, Xiang Yu sat on a black horse and came out from the ground, looking angry.

Following behind was Lu Bu, who was riding a red rabbit, holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji, pointing at Wang Yu: "Get out of here!"

Wang Yu was slightly stunned because he didn't know why the other party suddenly emerged from the ground, and then laughed.

"Two low-level other brats have almost no cultivation, and they dare to be arrogant in front of me. Believe it or not, I can destroy you in the blink of an eye."

Although Xiang Yu and Lu Bu were extremely brave during their lifetime, they were indeed inconspicuous in the eyes of cultivators, and they were even small and fragile as if they were grass.

Several of Wang Yu's junior brothers were ready to move: "Senior Brother Wang, why not use a knives to kill chickens? It's better to leave these two guys to us to practice."

"Yes." Wang Yu nodded, "Boll me to death!"

Ye Fan's eyes suddenly became extremely cold: "You are really scum in the cultivation world."

"Haha, as long as you can achieve success, how can you say something bad?" Wang Yu did not agree at all.

At this moment, a gray figure rushed from the dense forest a few kilometers away like lightning.

Wang Yu's expression suddenly changed because he had already felt the powerful aura emitted from the other party's body.

Only masters above Wuzong have that aura.

He had just turned his head and looked in the direction of the gray figure running, and then the figure had come to his front.

That was an old man in gray robe with a gloomy eyes and a ruthless character at first glance.

The other party's cultivation was as Wang Yu expected before, and his cultivation was a master in the middle and late stages of the Wuzong.

Even if they are two selves, they are not opponents of each other at all.

The old man in gray robe looked around and said to Wang Yu and his junior brothers: "If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

"yes!"

Wang Yu agreed almost without hesitation. After all, the gap in strength is too great, and he doesn't want to lose his life here.

His junior brothers had the same idea and nodded silently.

Wang Yu looked at Ye Fan and the powerful king bow in the other party's hand, and couldn't help but feel regretful. Made, the fat meat that came to his mouth flew away like this, which was so annoying.

He was determined to win, but he expected that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway through, and the appearance of the old man in gray robe would completely shatter his wishful thinking.

Not long after, Wang Yu led his junior brothers to leave in disappointment and disappeared without a trace.

"Thank you, senior."

Ye Fan jumped off Feng Shen's back and bowed to thank him.

After all, the other party's arrival scared Wang Yu and others away.

"Don't thank me." The old man in the gray robe looked at Feng Shen tightly, "I am missing a beast and I'm interested in this pterosaur."

When Ye Fan heard this, he suddenly became unhappy. The other party's expression and tone were undoubtedly a robber.

It’s like the robber said to the rich, “I’m short of money, the subtext is that I want to attack you.”

It turned out that the old man in gray robe did not intend to rescue Ye Fan, but to snatch the pterosaur, so he let all the idle people get out of here.

“It’s my pet and won’t give it to anyone.”

"Young man, I have to take something I like."

Ye Fan responded persistently: "Then I will tell you too, no one can take away what I don't want to hand over."

"I am just a martial artist, and I dare to be arrogant in front of me."

"So what."

Even though Ye Fan said this, he knew very well that the old thing in front of him was much more difficult to deal with than the previous group of mobs. After all, the other party was a powerful Wu Zong.

"It seems that you are punishing you if you want to toast."

The old man in gray bounced his finger and a milky white halo suddenly appeared, hitting Ye Fan with the momentum of light.

"Swish!"

Ye Fan waved the Demon-killing Sword in his hand, and the moment the light stun hit the sword body, it exploded like a huge thunder.

"Boy, this sword is good, it can actually block my attack."

The old man in gray lit up his eyes and looked at the Demon-killing Sword with interest, "Let's do this, I'll give you a choice. The Winged Dragon and this sword will let me take away something."

"What if I don't follow?"

"Then I'll take your life, and it's not too late to take them away."

"You have to know that you are just a tiny martial artist."

"Yes, but I won't let you succeed."

"court death!"

The old man in gray was furious, and his body turned rapidly, so fast that four of his figures appeared in Ye Fan, one real body, and three afterimages.

In just a moment, Ye Fan got three palms in a row.

However, the Demon-killing Sword was instantly snatched by the other party.

"Hahahaha, with this sword in hand, I'm like a tiger with wings."

The old man in gray was like an arrow flying away from a string and flew away into the mountains and forests in the distance. As soon as he finished speaking, he had reached a position a hundred feet away.

His original intention was to take away the Wind God, but after seeing the Demon-killing Sword, he suddenly changed his mind.

With this magical sword, it would be a huge gain.

"Don't leave!"

Ye Fan was shocked and must not let the other party snatch the Demon-killing Sword.

"Brother, let's help you!"

Xiang Yu and Lu Bu said in unison, then stepped onto the war horse in harmony and chased the old man in gray when he was running away.

The black horse and the red rabbit are the mortal gods, and their distances are naturally very fast, and they soon get closer and closer to the old man in gray.

The old man in gray ran and looked back, and appeared in the footsteps of smoke, and the zombie horse chased him.

Ye Fan ran quickly with two war horses.

"blow!"

The black horse and the red rabbit jumped high from the head of the old man in gray, and the Fang Tian painted halberd and the Emperor's sword went down in the sky.

"Take a fuck!"

The old man in gray stretched his arms, like raising a huge cauldron, leaving towards his weapons.

The momentum is like a rainbow and magnificent.

"clang!"

Fang Tian painted the halberd, and the emperor's sword slashed on the palm of the old man in gray, but it did not hurt the other party.
To be continued...