The bright moon is in the sky, and gray clouds cover the sky. At this time, it happens to be the darkest time of the night. Looking at it, it is almost invisible. The first part of Chen Fantai moves slightly. From an angle that others cannot see, Chen Fan’s pupils
It has turned into a light golden color.
Looking at this night, it can be said clearly that these people are busy in the woods, holding a wooden stick in their mouths to prevent themselves from making noise.
In front of them, two Jiuchongtian elders looked solemn. They were tied together with some ropes. This kind of thick hemp rope was not tight. Anyone could break it with a little bit of Qi, but it was just to avoid anyone being here.
Lost in the night, Chen Fan watched Leng Lingsa walking towards him. She also held a thick hemp rope in her hand and made some gestures to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan took one look, took the hemp rope, and tied it around his waist. Leng Lingsa smiled at Chen Fan and turned around.
Chen Fan saw the elder at the front make a gesture and wave his palm lightly, and the few southerners who were leading the way began to lead the way silently, while the people behind followed them one by one, and a dark road
The team quietly passed through the long mountain forest and soon arrived at the foot of the mountain peak. They raised their heads and looked towards the cliff. This was a cliff, 90 degrees vertical. The two elders had already taken off and flew upwards.
go.
For practitioners, such a cliff is completely useless, and a fierce battle tonight is unavoidable.
Leng Lingsa pulled the hemp rope around her body, and there was a trace of nervousness on her face. Chen Fan didn't look at her directly, but she moved closer to Chen Fan, and touched up from behind the mountain.
It was very fast. When we reached the top of the mountain, we could see that the whole village was completely silent and all the lights were out.
There are a few pavilions on the edge of the cliff. Seven or eight people are on guard here. Unfortunately, they have been put down immediately. There is a blood mark on the necks of these people. It can be seen that they took out the round magic weapon in an instant.
Lost his life.
There was even a seventh-level master in brocade robes among them. Unfortunately, this person didn't even have time to make a sound.
"That's the main stronghold. The two of us will go and kill the monarch. You two groups will move in batches. Do you hear me?" Elder Yuan turned his head and lowered his voice. The softest sound came out of his throat.
Dao, the two groups of people are naturally the masters of the eighth heaven, Chen Fan and Leng Lingsa, the leaders of the Southern Kingdom. These masters of the eighth heaven nodded in unison.
Elder Yuan then turned his head and said, "Let's do it."
The two of them turned into a rainbow and headed straight for the main stronghold. Chen Fan took a look and realized that the monarch really had no defense that night. The sneak attack was basically a success. Another group of people also followed us.
"Let's go and rescue people in the dungeon." Leng Lingsa gave Chen Fan a hand with her tender white hands, and the few people from the Southern Kingdom fell silent and left in the dark.
A fire was set off in the main village, and everything was in a mess. Chen Fan did not dare to delay, and quickly followed. In a valley in the back mountain, there was a dungeon, where a group of people from the Holy Land who were captured this time were imprisoned.
Outer disciples, the guides from the Southern Kingdom, several of them are bandits who escaped from Beilang Mountain, so of course they are very familiar with the terrain here.
In the main camp, the shouts of killing had already erupted, and then a terrifying aura rising into the sky emerged. Chen Fan estimated that it was the prince.
The shouts of killing completely erupted.
In the valley.
There is a cave in the valley. The cave is winding and rugged, leading to the depths of the cave. Deep in the cave is the dungeon. As the entire mountain peak shook, dozens of guards were resting on the ground in the valley.
The person woke up immediately, turned over and got up, "What's going on?"
"No, this noise came from the main stronghold. Someone is coming to attack the main stronghold!"
"That's not right. Then why was there no sound at all before? We clearly have a lot of informants under the cottage."
"Idiot, you still don't know it yet. He must have dug it out of the back mountain."
"..."
Before these people were ready to support them, they took a step forward. They were all stunned. From the mouth of the valley, they saw seven southern country guides with gloomy faces.
Five people lined up in a row, with Leng Lingsa and Chen Fan behind them.
Chen Fan closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, then opened his eyes and said coldly, "Three eighth-level heavens, ten seventh-level heavens... Let's fight to the death."
These people are really not that strong.
Leng Lingsa turned her head and glanced at Chen Fan in confusion. How did Chen Fan know so clearly?
"Damn it, it turns out they are from the Holy Land!" Upon seeing Chen Fan and others pouring in, these bandits immediately started shouting and cursing, "Let's kill them!"
A group of bandits came directly to kill Chen Fan and others. The five masters of the Holy Land did not even bother to take a look. Instead, they turned to look at Chen Fan and said, "Go rescue people in the dungeon, and leave this place to us."
"Let's go." Chen Fan pulled Leng Lingsa over and rushed towards the valley very quickly.
The five masters rushed into the crowd, like tigers descending from the mountain. They could not stop them. For a moment, the valley became a mess, and there were shouts of killing everywhere.
Chen Fan shot out both palms and hit the two bandits. The two men spat out a mouthful of blood and their chests were dented. It was obvious that Chen Fan's palm directly shattered his life.
The two bodies immediately floated backwards like rags.
Leng Lingsa was surprised. She thought she was going to encounter some strong resistance, but unfortunately there was no such thing. Chen Fan was too fierce. He just charged all the way in, almost one by one with one palm, and there was no trace of any difficulty.
, Leng Lingsa simply stopped.
After rushing into the cave for more than a hundred steps, a roar came from inside, "You little thief, how dare you break into our Beilang Mountain."
There were dozens of torches, and there were hundreds of bandits ambush here. From among these bandits, a middle-aged man with long, bushy eyebrows walked out, one was a bald monk, holding a blood-red Zen staff, and the other was
He has the temperament of a scholar and is the leader of three eighth heavens.
"No, there are really three bandit leaders here!" Leng Lingsa exclaimed, her pretty face turning pale.
The defensive force in this valley is so strong?
"Death!" Chen Fan strode forward, roared, flicked his finger, and a dark light flashed, and Po Jun appeared. As soon as Po Jun appeared, a sinister wind howled, and the entire cave was full of ghosts and ghosts.
piece.
"Who are you?" Seeing this situation, the three bandit leaders were shocked. Chen Fan strode forward without saying a word.
Po Jun stabbed one of them with his sword. The thick-browed man roared, rounded a broad sword in his hand, and rushed towards Chen Fan and struck hard with his sword. In response, Chen Fan
Without even looking at it, Fan stabbed the sword with a click, directly piercing the broad sword and piercing his chest.
Kill with one sword! After killing, Chen Fan drew out his sword, golden light spread from the blade, raised the sword high, and killed the bald monk with the red Zen staff on one side.
This monk was so courageous. When he saw a leader being killed by Chen Fan with one blow, he didn't panic at all, but continued to rush towards Chen Fan. The Zen staff in his hand hit Chen Fan so hard that the earth shook.
Shake, the whole dungeon trembled.
Chen Fan drew out his sword, and golden light shot out, filling the entire cave, and swept out. The golden light collided with the red Zen staff, and cut off the Zen staff with one sword. The monk's body was split into two pieces by Chen Fan's sword.
, he was hacked to death from the waist, and his blood was soaring to the sky.
The corpses flew out, knocking over a group of people, and more than a dozen bandits died suddenly on the spot. Chen Fan rushed in like a god of murder, extremely brutal.
In the blink of an eye, the two leaders could not last a round under Chen Fan. The white-clothed scholar's face changed drastically. He jumped up and struck the cave with a palm. With a bang, the entire cave was blown open.
A large hole with a diameter of two meters and a width that I had already rushed out of.
Chen Fan raised his head, glanced over, raised his hand, and made a weak fist with his palm.