119 meets flying feathers again

Nothing happened all night. The next morning, Master Iron woke up everyone and was ready to cross the mountains again.

"He is really determined not to hit the south wall and not to look back." Caidie really wanted to slip away and go back to her secular home to avoid a period of time. After this battle, she would go back to the sect, but looking at Master Tie's persistence, she was very worried and helpless: "What should I do?"

"It's okay" Wang Fan was anxious and comforted her: "There will always be a day when he can walk enough!"

The two were chatting like this when they suddenly heard a long smile above their heads: "It turns out that your group of homeless dogs are here, and I have made great achievements today!"

The two of them were shocked and looked up. There were a few white marks in the air. A team of seven or eight people shot at them. Looking at the clothes, it was the Feiyumen.

The two people looked at each other and said that it was not good. They immediately sacrificed the spiritual sword and prepared to fight.

Under the cover of the elder of this sect and the Jindan monk Fang Wuji, the disciples of Feiyumen took the lead and killed the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion and won an unprecedented victory. Naturally, they continued to work hard. They wanted to end the enemy in a pot, and then sent several teams to search for the "fish that leaked out of the net".

If Wang Fan and others are united with Master Iron and travel all the way, they can't catch up with anything they say, but there is no assumption. At this moment, even if Wang Fan Caidie's regret is green, she can only summon up the courage to fight to the end.

"Bold maniac, do you really think we are easy to bully?" Master Tie was the head of everyone. Naturally, he stood up first. He looked at it and found that most of the people's cultivation was six levels of practice, much lower than himself, and then he shouted angrily.

"If you hadn't relied on the old ghost Fang, how could we lose? But now I'll see who you rely on. This means that there is a way to heaven and you don't go, and there is no way to hell. Today, I will avenge my dead brothers."

"Haha" A seven-level disciple in Feiyumen came out laughing. Looking at the arrogant posture, he knew that he was the leader of this team: "Revenge? It depends on whether you have the ability. It's just a group of waste, and it's ridiculous to talk about revenge. Brothers, kill, don't let one go. It's ours today.

After saying that, he took the lead and besieged the Iron Master with the other two.

Master Iron thought that with his nine-layer cultivation, he could show his hero and beat them. Unexpectedly, these Feiyumen jumped out. Not to mention a medium-grade spiritual weapon, he also formed a formation, with attack and defense, excellent cooperation, and his combat effectiveness was no worse than him at all.

"Bold" He is good at refining. His combat power is lower than that of the monks of the same level, and his combat experience is even more insufficient. As soon as he is besieged, he panics, and his confidence collapses. And the people who escape, except for Wang Fan, who is a seven-level monk who has the power of fighting, only has three layers of Qi practice, with spiritual power, can barely fight one. Second, the rest of the people have no power to fight back.

"It seems that they are going to fall here." He was thinking a lot and immediately thought that his plan to take them back to the sect was going to fail: "In this case, why should I stay for burial? It's important to escape for my life."

With such an idea for a lifetime, he is even more powerless.

"Ha ha, the nine-level monk is just like this!" The leader laughed wildly: "Brothers, solve the others quickly. Let's work together to capture him alive, waste his cultivation, and send him to Lingxiao Pavilion with the surname Jiang to let them know the end of treachery."

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The disciples of the outside world have had many experience in joint combat. As soon as they saw the enemy, they immediately gathered together, with Wang Fan and Caidie as the vanguards, and the rest of them were divided on both sides to fight against the enemy together.

They have the right strategy, but they can deal with one or two for a while.

But when Wang Fan heard the man who besieged the iron master laughing, he couldn't help but glance at it and immediately found something wrong: "No, this old guy wants to run away." At this moment, Master Iron is their pillar. If he escapes, there will be more than ten people left. Except for Wang Fan, who may escape, no one will be spared.

"He must be stopped!" Wang Fan's cold sweat flowed down in a hurry. His mind moved. He suddenly opened his voice and shouted, "Master Iron, go quickly. We will delay them desperately. Don't forget to hand over the more than 1,000 catties of concentrate to the head in person and let the leader revenge for us in the future."

Caidie's hard-working support. Hearing this, he was stunned and was almost killed by the flying spirit sword, but he also reacted. He secretly scolded the iron master's coward, and hurriedly roared, "Thousands of catties of concentrate is what the headman told me to bring back. It seems that it's up to you to finish it now. Iron Master, get rid of it quickly. They, run away."

Master Iron was looking for a good opportunity to escape. Suddenly, he heard them shout loudly. He was stunned and said to himself, "When did I have more than a thousand catties of concentrate? Are they crazy?" But then he reacted, his face turned into a pig liver, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood and died.

"It's so vicious that I made such a bad move. This is for me to have a hard time with them! Don't let me see you again, or I will break you into ten thousand pieces." He bit his teeth and bleed, and he couldn't wait to rush to Wang Fan and Caidie immediately and give everyone a sword.

But this is doomed to think about it, because he suddenly felt that the pressure had increased greatly, and there were two more attacks.

Wang Fan and Caidie lied, but the disciples of Feiyumen didn't know it. They believed it and their eyes turned red: "There are more than a thousand catties of concentrate on Tie. Now you can get rich. Hurry up, don't worry about those small miscellaneous fish and kill the one surnamed Tie."

The five people united and attacked desperately.

The iron master shouted and went all out for fear that he would die if he was not careful.

A total of seven people came to Feiyumen this time. Now there are five besieged iron masters. Wang Fan's side is one of them. He is a seven-level monk, and his spiritual power is several times more powerful than that of ordinary seven-level monks. There is no problem fighting two six-layer monks alone, so he immediately intercepted all the attacks and roared, "Husip and escape quickly. The farther away you are, the more OK."

Caidie, Han Yi and others were full of gratitude, but they didn't have time to say anything more. They turned around and went into the mountain forest.

Seeing the enemy fleeing around, how could the two people who were stopped be willing to give up? They shouted repeatedly, and the spiritual sword was like practice, and they were pierced out.

Wang Fan was afraid of being besieged by them and had not shown his real strength. At this time, he was forced to use a killer mace. Not only did he attack the middle-quality spiritual sword that had just been sacrificed was like a flying dragon, but the dagger that was never shown was also killed. Then his arms stretched forward, and the two sleeve arrows made a hiss, and shot out at the same time.

In addition to not understanding how to use the Taoist magic mirror, he took out all the magic weapons on his body that could attack. The sword was shining and dazzling, which made people figure out. That's true or false.

The two Feiyu disciples who besieged him were also stunned. For a moment, they were in a hurry and recalled the magic weapon to block it. Even so, there was also a disciple who was accidentally shot in the arm by the sleeve arrow and shouted in pain.

Taking this opportunity, he threw out all the charms again, and no matter what the result was, he turned around quickly and went away.