Chapter 165 Hao Fan is stupid

"Haha, ha ha! What a must be destroyed!" Wang Yifei looked up to the sky and laughed wildly and said, "If I am not the suzerain of the Royal Sword Sect, maybe we can become good friends, but now... let me be a ghost first!"

The young man's eyes became extremely gentle: "It's very simple. I'm here to find my sword."

"Sword..." Wang Yifei was stunned at first, and finally opened his eyes wide. He stared at the pale young man in front of his eyes and couldn't help coughing: "I know who you are! Haha! I also know why you want to burn the Royal Sword Sect... It seems that everything is fixed! Jian Shisan seems to have protected the Royal Sword Sect, but it really completely destroyed the Royal Sword Sect! Ling Feng, Ling Feng, if you know under the spring, what do you think? Haha..."

Wang Yifei suddenly restrained his expression and said to the young man, "I know you, but I still can't forgive you!"

"I understand...cough..." The young man opened his hands, and a purple air sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The sky becomes a sword, which shows that his strength is still reaching an incredible level. With a sigh, the young man said to Wang Yifei, "The people who love swords are all me, Mo Zichou's friends... Say your name!"

"Your 'friend' of the Evil King, I didn't expect that I, Wang Yifei, would get this honor one day!" Wang Yifei's body bowed, like a bow and arrow shot at a rapid speed, and hit Mo Zichou. This blow integrated all the tricks he had learned and gathered all the aura in his body.

This shocking blow may be the most proud work of Wang Yifei's life. No matter which aspect it is, it is perfect! Where the human sword is united, the air around it seems to condense, leaving only him and his sword, Mo Zichou and the air sword condensed into the evil spirit...

"The combination of man and sword is round and boundless. I didn't expect that there would be such a master in the human world..." Mo Zichou couldn't help but be moved, but he still didn't raise the air sword in his hand. Just close your eyes slightly, as if thinking about something.

"Damn! How dare you look down on me so much!" Wang Yifei was still worried that he wanted to resist with his body, and his heart suddenly became full of resentment. His sword moves also lost its original roundness and perfection, but showed a flaw.

Mo Zichou's figure suddenly became erratic, but disappeared in place in an instant. By the time Wang Yifei found out, Mo Zichou had stood beside him, and the purple air sword came out from behind through his lower abdomen.

The blood is dripping down, as if it were tears in my heart.

"Dingdang" bloodthirsty Shura sword suddenly fell to the ground and let out a desperate meditation.

Wang Yifei raised his head and looked at the sky... At this time, the originally blue sky was already covered with dark clouds, and it rained heavily. Those raindrops flowed through Wang Yifei's cheeks, and I didn't know whether it was tears or water. But the same thing is that the color of these raindrops turns bright red as if they have been dyed.

It turned out that the dark clouds covered the sky was still so beautiful... Wang Yifei thought of this and finally got a moment of peace and closed his eyes slowly and tiredly.

His body was held by Mo Zichou, and then gently fell to the ground. I don't know if it's an illusion. Mo Zichou felt that there seemed to be an inexplicable and serene smile on Wang Yifei's face.

A white fog-like villain flew out of Wang Yifei's body and flew to the bloodthirsty Shura sword not far from the ground.

Mo Zichou couldn't help suddenly giving out a slap, and the fog-like villain was sucked by his palm wind. He no longer paid attention to the call of the bloodthirsty Shura Sword and flew to Mo Zichou's palm.

Mo Zichou sighed and said, "Good friend, I can only, cough... help you like this. I hope you can be reincarnated safely, come to this world again, and become my enemy... or, friend."

Then, with a wave of his palm, the fog-like villain flew to the sky, as if reluctantly turned around the Royal Sword Sect, and then floated back to the void.

Mo Zichou coughed twice, turned around, glanced at Hao Fan who fell in the pool of blood, thought for a long time, and finally turned around and left. And after Hao Fan left Mo Zichou, his hands seemed to ** unconsciously...

"Jinwu is infatuated with the copper finch, and the sunset is beautiful." In the ten scenes of Xiuzhen, the Luoyang store, known as the "first scene of the sunset", turned into a desolate and cold gravel in this evil fire. Later, the Luoyang Hall, which was re-created by the concerted efforts of many monks, also lost its former glory, and there was no longer the wonderful scene of "Sun, Gold and South Jian".

All the monks sighed for the fall of Luoyang Hall. Who can remember the Bifang god bird that once fell here? Isn't all this in line with Bi Fang's "signs of disaster"?

"I said Zixuan, why don't you buy me some good clothes? Do you think I'm more handsome than you, so you don't want to do it for me? Fight to defeat the Buddha, you boy's scheming is so fucking deep!" A young man in a coarse cotton-padded coat pointed to Zhang Zixuan angrily and scolded.

Zhang Zixuan ignored him, but turned his head and said to Le Tian, "Tian'er, Tianxue, do you eat cloud cake?"

Le Tian nodded with a smile, looking very looking forward to it. Tianxue gently covered her delicate face and nodded with a smile.

"Fight to defeat the Buddha, how dare you ignore me!" The young man in coarse cotton-padded clothes pointed to Zhang Zixuan, and suddenly his face changed. He took out a blue money bag and said in a bad tone, "In this case, you don't want your own money bag!"

"Hmm?" Zhang Zixuan was shocked and scolded, "Stinky monkey, when will you..."

"Fight to defeat the Buddha!" Feng Chengzi retreated a few steps, avoided Zhang Zixuan's iron claws, and then made a grimace: "Hey hey, I learned from Di Zhong. Although stealing is disgusting, a heartless person like you will bless me if you defeat the Buddha!"

"Oh..." Zhang Zixuan nodded calmly, then took out an ingot of silver from his chest and handed it to the pastry boss: "Give me three cloud cakes and one with a little sugar. Tianer, do you like sweet food?

When Le Tian heard this, her heart was suddenly sweet, as if she had eaten honey: "Well, I like sweet food."

"Hey! Where did you get the money? Feng Cheng opened the money bag in his hand curiously, but found that it was just colorful stones. Suddenly, he was angry and anxious: "It's eyey to defeat the Buddha! Good job, Zhang Zixuan! Look, I won't blow you up!"

After saying that, the stone in his hand quickly smashed at Zhang Zixuan. Zhang Zixuan quickly dodged and got out of the way, and then quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed the stones. However, there is still a stone "accidentally" flying towards Le Tian.

"Worse!" Feng Cheng knew that it was not good, and he turned around and wanted to escape. Although he now has the initial strength of Erhua, which is slightly higher than Le Tian, his natural fear of her still made him subconsciously turn his head and run away.

With Le Tian's cultivation, it is more difficult to be hit by this stone smashed by this play, which is simply more difficult than climbing to the sky. However, since she found a reason, how can she easily let go of the wind?

"Don't run!" Le Tian shouted and rushed up.

Zhang Zixuan burst out laughing. He hasn't been in such a relaxed mood for a long time. It seems that it is right to let the elder and the old man Tianxuan return to Yijiao first. Otherwise, the two of them will feel uncomfortable as if two big stones are pressing on themselves.

"Hmm?" Just then, Zhang Zixuan suddenly saw a bustling bustle in front of him. Far away, a group of people were talking about something. Originally, Zhang Zixuan was not interested in this, but there seemed to be a faint "Yu Jianzong" and "Hao Fan Xianshi" from the crowd...

"Zixuan, what's wrong with you?" At this time, Le Tian had already twisted Feng Cheng back here. Seeing Zhang Zixuan looking forward in a guise, he asked curiously.

"Nothing, I just seem to hear Hao Fan's name. However, he should be in the Royal Sword Sect at this moment!"

Le Tian suddenly lost interest in Feng Cheng. He let go of his ears and pulled Zhang Zixuan's arm with a smile: "Go and listen to it."

"It's good." Zhang Zixuan had a good impression of the monk who had only had a few faces. When he saw Le Tian, he was also extremely concerned, so he pushed the boat to the edge of the crowd.

Le Tian patted a middle-aged man on the shoulder and asked in a delicate voice, "This big brother, what happened to Hao Fan and Hao Xianshi of the Royal Sword Sect?"

The middle-aged man turned around and saw a cute and beautiful girl who looked like a fairy. He was stunned, but fortunately, he soon came to his senses: "Oh? You must be looking for Hao Xianshi, right? No need to go. The Royal Sword Sect has been destroyed.

"What?" Zhang Zixuan and Le Tian were stunned at the same time. The Yujian Sect, which was originally a righteous sect, was destroyed? How is this possible?

Zhang Zixuan frowned and asked, "Brother, how did Yu Jianzong destroy it?"

"Look at what you asked, I'm not those immortals. How can I know about them?" Da Han laughed at himself and replied, "However, it is said that Dongjian Mountain, Nanjian Mountain, Xijian Mountain and Beijian Mountain are all burned into a pile of black charcoal. The smell of that corpse... It can be smelled even ten miles away."

"Oh... Then what are you doing around here?" Zhang Zixuan continued to ask.

The big man smiled bitterly and sighed, "Oh, you don't know. Originally, Hao Xianshi was quite good to us ordinary people. We can't bear to see him depressed! You see..."

Everyone had already heard the conversation between Da Han and Zhang Zixuan. Seeing that they said this, everyone politely made way.

In the crowd, I saw a man with loose hair, wearing shabby clothes and dust and dirt all over his body, shrinking into a ball and nibbling with a corn in his mouth, sometimes looking carefully at the crowd around him. The plea in the eyes really makes the hopeful's heart ache...

"Huh? Isn't this the Zixuan brothers?" He shouted in surprise and hurried to the door. His eyes couldn't help floating outside, as if he were looking for something: "Well, what's the wind today that blew you here? Um... Well, Brother Zixuan, we are a high-end restaurant here, and we don't accept beggars."

At this time, it happened that the snow came in. Tang suddenly changed his words and said, "However, since he is a friend of Brother Zixuan, forget it! Speaking of which, this beggar is really a little similar to Hao Xianshi!"

Zhang Zixuan smiled and didn't explain much. He led Hao Fan in.

He also took three or two steps in a hurry, walked to Tianxue and asked eagerly, "Miss Tianxue, what do you want to eat today?"

Tianxue gently opened her red lips and looked at Tang suddenly coldly: "Get out of here."

This sentence made Tangtu completely dull. He felt that today's Tianxue seemed to be a little strange, but what was strange? But he can't say it. It seems that... his voice is not loud!

At this time, it happened that Feng Cheng came in. When he saw all this, he smiled, patted his abrupt shoulder, and said angrily with the voice pretending to be Tianxue in the past, "Brother Tang, why don't you open the door for others?"

Tang was suddenly struck by lightning. He seemed to understand something. He pointed to Fengcheng in a trance and couldn't say anything for a long time: "You...you...you..."

"It's Xiaoxue!" Feng Cheng said and walked in with a wild smile: "Hahahaha..."

Looking at Fengcheng's back abruptly, he still didn't recover, but he said vaguely: "Madman! Crazy!"

"Zixuan, you brought Hao Fan back. What are you going to do next?" When Le Tian saw the miserable situation after Hao Fan went crazy, he couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic.

Zhang Zixuan put his hand on Hao Fan's tendons, and his spiritual consciousness rushed to him in an instant to find out what was wrong with him.

"Hey hey... sword, this is a sword..." Hao Fan suddenly patted his pocket and said with a giggle.

Le Tian touched Hao Fan's pocket curiously, but she didn't expect Hao Fan to suddenly push herself away.

"My...my..." Hao Fan said with his pocket, and there seemed to be a trace of clarity in his hazy eyes. He carefully stroked the cloth bag with the broken sword, as if he were touching his long-sold wife and children.

"Tan'er, you don't have to work. There is nothing else there, just a broken sword. Zhang Zixuan withdrew his spiritual knowledge and sighed, "My brain is trapped by miasma. It seems that I have a deep obsession with this matter!"

"What thing?" Le Tian didn't understand whether Zhang Zixuan said that Yu Jianzong was destroyed or Hao Fan's sword was broken.

"Of course it's a sword. If the Royal Sword Sect is destroyed, it can be rebuilt. If the sword is destroyed, it will be difficult to reshape it. Zhang Zixuan looked a little depressed: "It seems that we don't know how deep their attachment to the fairy sword is."

"What should I do?"

"I have to take it back to Yijiao." Zhang Zixuan looked at Hao Fan, who shrank into a ball again, and said lightly, "Whatever you say, Hao Fan is also half a friend of mine. It should not be difficult to cure his illness, it's just his heart disease... Hey! I'll go to Yujianzong tomorrow. You can take him back first!"

"Huh? Do you want to take care of the matter of Yu Jianzong? Le Tian asked in surprise. It's true that Hao Fan is a friend of Zhang Zixuan, but Yu Jianzong has almost nothing to do with Zhang Zixuan except for the heroic post that collected people's hearts at that time. Is he taking the wrong medicine and is willing to take care of these chores?

"Well, such a swordsman, even if the ancient beast attacked the mountain at that time, it didn't hurt much. In addition to the boundary of the capital, they are also deeply rooted. How can they be destroyed so easily? When Zhang Zixuan said this, he turned his eyes to the direction of Yujian Sect: "I think the power that can make Yujian Sect destroy the door, and even ask for help, will definitely have the strength to fight against Yijiao."

"Did you go to Yujianzong just to investigate this matter?" Only then did Le Tian understand and nodded and said, "Well, let's take Hao Fan back. However, you have to come back soon! You need to explain a lot of things in the spiritual practice conference by yourself!"

Zhang Zixuan looked at Le Tian with a smile. It seemed that this little girl was becoming more and more sensible: "These planned things are more suitable for the elders and Uncle Feng. As for me, it's better to be the vanguard of the way."

"Why don't you take me with you? Because Hao Fan is very important?"

"The only remaining flame of the Royal Sword Sect, I don't want the Royal Sword Sect to really destroy the door." Zhang Zixuan replied with a smile, but then he looked straight and said, "If I guess right, it is very likely that Hao Fan will be attacked."

"Huh? Why?" Le Tian suddenly opened her beautiful eyes and looked at the stupid Hao Fan sympathetically: "He is like this. Why does anyone want his life?"

"No, I mean, someone will kill you." Zhang Zixuan frowned and said, "I think the mysterious force will destroy all the Royal Sword Sect, but only one Hao Fan is left. I'm afraid it's just a trick to seduce the enemy, or disdain. It's most likely that those people may have other conspiracies. They want to see what they have in connection with the Yujian Sect, and finally there are other purposes... Now there is no way to infer, but it is obvious that since that the force has left Hao Fan behind, it must not succeed.

"So what?"

"Purple well. You are also tired these days. Relax today, then meditate and restore your aura, refine the Kirin fire bottle and the Linghong Tower before going on the road. Zhang Zixuan said this and suddenly remembered that Fengcheng He Tianxue had been playing all the time these days, so he turned to Feng Cheng and Tianxue behind him and said, "You are the same. Taichen Zhenying Guan and Xuanqi Sixteen Soldiers are top magic weapons. Don't underestimate his power."

Feng Cheng and Tian Xue nodded seriously, without the element of just a joke.

"Oh, it's also my fault that I'm not thoughtful. I've got into such a big trouble." Zhang Zixuan sighed and said, "In a word, I will put a layer of formation around here, which can go in and out. At that time, you will leave one person on alert. As for Hao Fan, he must take good care of him.

Three people nodded frequently. Only then did Zhang Zixuan leave the room at ease and took out the innate five elements flag. Now there is really no good array medium on his body. The innate five elements flag can be attacked and defended, and has innate attributes. The Lost Array of the Five Mausoleums in the book of Tuluo under the river should be able to resist the spiritual master in the middle of the second flower.

After all this, Zhang Zixuan raised his eyes and looked around, and then picked up a stone at his feet. With a slight flick of his finger, the stone quickly smashed to one side, and then turned his head to the Yujianzong without looking at it.

"Ouch!" Only a sad scream was heard, and a monk of the Evil Fairy Pavilion suddenly broke out of the void. His eyes were white, and his forehead was pierced by an ordinary stone.