117 fled in confusion

The elder of Jindan of Feiyumen was so powerful that he collapsed the mine as soon as he took action and abolished the cultivation of Jiang Guanshi, but he finally took care of his face and did not take action against the low-level disciples.

Feeling that the spiritual pressure disappeared, Wang Fan breathed and jumped to his throat. But at this moment, someone suddenly screamed, and then a loud laugh came: "Although the elder forgives you, it's because he killed you and dirty hands. We are all low-level monks. Naturally, we won't worry about it. Ling Xiaoge's brother. Son, don't want to leave today. Brothers, kill me."

"So despicable" Wang Fanxin raised it again, and then he was furious. At this time, the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion had already been scared by the Jindan monks. It must be a one-sided trend to fight back.

"Feiyumen really wants to catch it all. Should I help or not?" He was a little hesitant.

At this time, he did not enter the encirclement of Feiyu Gate. If he wanted to escape, no one would stop him, but he could be ruthless with the enemy. Even if he was just a general acquaintance, he would still feel a little sorry for the people who got along with each other day and night.

"Cultivation is the cultivation of the mind. If I run away at this time, my life can be saved, but the Taoist heart will definitely be flawed, and it will be difficult to make progress in the future. In this case, it is enough to have a clear conscience. Why care about life and death?" At this critical moment, he explored the fundamentals of Taoism, did not hesitate, and turned around and rushed to the mining area.

The scene is extremely miserable. Almost all the disciples of his class are here. With only a few breaths, most of the casualties have been lost. Fortunately, several people who usually have a good relationship with him, such as Han Yi and Caidie, are still struggling to support, but Feiyumen's disciples this time are obviously higher than their cultivation, and it is only a matter of time to be killed.

Wang Fan held the Zhongpin Lingjian in his hand, even opened the Feiyumen disciples to kill, came to them, and shouted loudly, "Get out of the encirclement, you have to die here if it's too late." Saying that, go out and kill.

According to his strength, he can kill, but he is afraid that his performance will be too eye-catching and provoke the anger of the Jindan monk. At that time, it will be hopeless, so there is room for every attack. At most, he will be injured and never kill.

Colored butterfly, Han Yi is even more like a bird of a frightened bow. He can't use less than 30% of his strength. One by one, he ran away with his life. Fortunately, he still had to fight. Fortunately, I don't know when, the iron master also joined the fleeing team and took the initiative to break the back.

At the same time, mortal miners also called their fathers and mothers, running around for their lives. The disciples of Feiyumen were ordered not to kill mortals without permission, so even if they saw them blocking their attack, they had to avoid it for the time being.

This gives everyone a chance to escape.

They followed the direction of Wang Fan's arrival, and then rushed all the way. It was not until they climbed over several mountains and everyone was tired and out of breath before they stopped.

Although the iron master's cultivation has broken through nine layers, he does not dare to fly in the air at this time. He can only walk honestly with everyone. He is really tired. Fortunately, he has strong spiritual power and only runs for a few days before recovering.

"The secret of the mining area was leaked, and Feiyumen attacked. Even if the elders of the sect did not send people to help, at least they should come to inform them. Why didn't we get any news?"

He brushed his beard and stared, quite angry.

"Zhang Li, how many people are there? They have a good cultivation, which is enough to save more disciples. Why don't they see them? At the critical moment, I only care about running for my own life. Is this my good disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion?

The more he said, the more angry he became. He couldn't wait to kill Zhang Li and others on the spot.

Wang Fan is helpless, but he can't listen to his complaints all the time. He is the highest among the people. Naturally, he should take on the responsibility of the "leader". What's more, he is originally a "head boss".

"Master, what should we do next?" Wang Fan quickly asked for a trick.

"What should I do?" Master Tie finally stopped complaining: "I don't know. At this time, running for your life is the most important thing."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's important to escape for your life. Don't let them catch it again!"

Everyone has lingering palpitations and can't wait to stand up and run now. There is no other idea.

"I mean, where are we going to escape? Do you want to go back to the school?" Of course, Wang Fan knows that it is important to escape for his life now, but so many people still need to be sure about how to escape there.

"This?" Master Tie brushed his beard and meditated for a long time: "Although the elders have not sent assistance, as long as they get the news, they will definitely not ignore it. Besides, there are more than ten people here, and it is very eye-catching there. We should still go back to the sect, which is the safest place."

Several people listened to his analysis and couldn't help nodding in agreement.

Wang Fan did not say anything.

As soon as Feiyumen takes action, it not only destroys the mining area, but also abolishes the Jiang steward's cultivation, which is equivalent to slapping Lingxiao Pavilion in the face in public. Even if the head Ling Yuntian is an old turtle and can endure it, other elders will not be willing to give up. Therefore, it can be predicted that the war between Lingxiao Pavilion and Feiyumen is inevitable if they Now go back, it's 100% cannon fodder.

Therefore, at present, the best way is to find a place to avoid for a period of time, which can not only practice at ease, but also avoid participating in battles.

Thinking of this, he hesitated how to persuade everyone.

At this moment, Caidie suddenly interrupted: "We can't go back. We lost the mining area, and we don't know what kind of punishment we will receive. In addition, what should we do if Feiyumen has been ambushed on the road?"

Although her reason was a little reluctant, her final intention was the same as Wang Fan, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Master Iron was a little unhappy, his face darkened, and he said, "If you don't go back to the sect, where are you going?" Although we lost the mining area, it's not our fault. Will the elders punish us for this? You think too much!"

Although he was unhappy, he controlled his mood and spoke gently. He said in a persuasive tone. He thought that as a high-level monk, I promised so. You should have nothing to say!

Caidie didn't appreciate it. She sneered and said, "The last time Feiyu Gate invaded, we fought hard to kill the enemy in Qinglang City. What happened in the end? Wasn't it sent here to take care of the mining area? Didn't the elders do much of their unrighteous things? I won't go back this time."

"Yes, I can't go back. The lesson last time is vivid in my mind. If I go back, I will not be punished as cannon fodder. I support Sister Caidie."

Involving personal honor and disgrace, Han Yi raised his head and raised his chest and loudly supported the colorful butterfly.

"Presumptuous!" Master Tie was furious: "The sect raised you and taught you. Don't you feel guilty for saying such words at this critical moment?-----"

He said righteously, as if he had forgotten who was complaining just now.