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Not long after, Long Yixiao hurried over and whispered something in Long Chengyuan's ear. Judging from Long Chengyuan's appearance, it seemed that the news he heard was not a good thing. After hastily saying goodbye to Yi Fan, he took Master Qianlong left in a hurry.

Yi Fan had just started training again, his hearing was not strong, he didn't hear what Long Yixiao said, then he looked at Qiao Wan and asked, "Can you hear what they said clearly?"

Qiao Wan pondered for a while, hesitating, not knowing whether she should say it or not. Yi Fan saw her thoughts, and when he asked again, he found out that the Hermit Army did not come to Qianlong Winery for final negotiations, but directly at Longlong Winery. The mountain city was set on fire and murdered everywhere, countless people were in chaos, and the man-made disaster was worse than Qianbao Queen.

"Despicable!" Yi Fan slapped the table and stood up immediately after hearing these words, "I have to help them."

There are nearly four hundred masters in the hermit army, far superior to Qianlong in terms of numbers.Qiao Wan knew that Yi Fan couldn't be stopped, so she said helplessly, "I'll go with you."

Yi Fan shook his head: "No, if "Night Dew Washing the Bridge" can be used against wild beasts, but if it is used in public, your identity will be exposed immediately, not to mention...I don't want you to get hurt."

"Why am I not like this? You love to be brave so much, I don't feel relieved if I don't look at you." Qiao Wan's pretty brows were slightly frowned, and her bitterness was hard to conceal.

Yi Fan smiled brightly, and gently patted Xiao Nizi's head: "Don't worry, I won't be brave this time, just be good, I'll be back soon." Saying that, Yi Fan strode away with a wave of his sleeves, but he heard Qiao Wan shouted from behind: "If you dare to get hurt, just wait for me to slap you when you come back."

Without looking back, Yi Fan smiled from the bottom of his heart and waved goodbye.

Walking from the private room to the hall, dozens of corpses lay on the ground in the arena, which was not as clean and quiet as the private room. Yi Fan frowned, his face was about to stop smiling, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

Looking around, he suddenly saw the nine Lei Ma people resting in the corner, Yi Fan didn't hurry to go out, and walked quickly towards the corner.

Seeing Yi Fan coming, Boss Ma was quite surprised, and asked, "Brother Wu wants to help?"

Yi Fan nodded, seeing a trace of expectation from Boss Ma's face, and said: "For Wu Yan's matter, Wu has not had time to thank you all, I see that you are all tired, and this place is a bit messy, if you don't mind, Just go to the private room and rest."

Boss Ma stood up wearily: "It's okay, Brother Wu actually wants to make a move. Our Lei Ma will follow the lead and lead the way for you."

The attitude of the Thunder Horse Nine has always been very clear. First, the birth of the spirit weapon was not reported, and then the Thunder Ghost Seven cooperated to clear up the suspicion, and until today they helped out. Yi Fan saw all this and was not very grateful in his heart.

"Mr. Wu has remembered Lei Ma's kindness. If Boss Ma is of use to my younger brother in the future, just say so." Yi Fan respectfully clasped his fists together: "Today is a rough day, so my younger brother will leave first."

Yi Fan felt that he was a little delayed and didn't have time to continue the polite conversation with him, so he turned around and slapped the corpse of a hermit soldier on the ground, and the corpse turned into a human being in an instant.

An extremely strange scene appeared, and the nine Lei Ma were stunned and shocked, while Yi Fan chuckled, this move was just an attempt, but now the Hunyuan Swallowing Python is sleeping, unexpectedly the ability to swallow blood energy is not enough. exist.

Right now, Yi Fan's body has very little divine energy. He is only at the beginning level, and the skills he can supply are only one move. The strength has also increased a little bit.

Any corpse on the ground has a strength above the Foundation Establishment. If Yi Fan's current divine aura is likened to water accumulated on the ground, then the divine aura above the Foundation Establishment is a river.

A single corpse can make up all of Yi Fan's spiritual energy, so it's not as simple as just a single move.

Yi Fan's smile couldn't be concealed. Along with this, he became more confident. With a stomp of his foot, his whole body turned into a breeze and disappeared into the hall.

Running wildly all the way, the South Street was very unsettled, there was a raging fire, and countless people ran away crying and shouting. Such tragic situations made Yi Fan not very sympathetic, and his heart was already burning with anger.

There were fights in countless places in the city, and without thinking too much, one could see that even though the Hermit Army had a large number of people, they still disdained to fight the Qianlong masters head-on.

The Hermit Army was originally born as a bandit, and they only see profit in their eyes. Calling them despicable, they still think it is a compliment!Since ancient times, soldiers have never tire of cheating. There is no need to compare the glory of death and the despicableness of life, because only the living are the winners.

Yi Fan looked around for Yan Tieying's whereabouts, but on the way he encountered a Qianlong master who was in trouble and had no choice but to save a few people, and then continued to run.

After a while, another Qianlong master was forced into a desperate situation. The opponent fought five against one, and that person was powerless to fight. Suddenly he only felt that his back was being mentioned, and the Qianlong master came back to his senses and said involuntarily: "Wu Shaoxia .”

Yi Fan nodded, ignored him, looked at the hermit soldier, and asked, "Where is Yan Tieying?"

How could the hermit soldiers be so honest, one of them was full of contempt: "What are you, you want to die, grandpa will send you there." Saying that, the five of them worked together, each using their own methods, and threw Yi Fan on the head.

After a few experiences, Yi Fan was used to the hermit army's defiant attitude, and knew that he couldn't speak, so he didn't press the question any more.

Yi Fan ignored the others, and stabbed at the person who had just spoken with his sword, and energy that did not match his strength exploded out. When the tip of the sword pierced through the wall of the opponent's divine breath, Yi Fan said coldly: "If you don't say anything, just die."

"Royal Sword Art - Yujian Liaoyuan."

Once again Jianlang strangled his opponent, Yi Fan turned one person into a mummy as usual, turned around and left without saying a word.

Yi Fan ran all over the southeast two streets, fought dozens of games, and killed more than [-] people, but he couldn't find Yan Tieying's whereabouts. He was busy for a long time, although there were corpses on the ground, Yi Fan's divine breath was flowing Unceasingly, but the blood energy only supplements the divine breath, and does not restore physical strength.

A corpse was dehydrated rapidly, and his body became thin instantly. Yi Fan gasped for a few breaths, and realized that he forgot to ask about his whereabouts just now, so he turned his head to look at the stunned Qianlong master behind him, and asked, "Do you know where Yan Tie Ying is?" place?"

The rescued woman stared at the mummy in his hand, swallowed her saliva, and said, "You... are you a monster?"

Yi Fan wondered and didn't have time to deal with her: "I'm impolite, if I were a monster, I would be a kind monster too, hehehe..." He laughed a few times with his eyebrows revealed, and continued to run wildly in one direction.

At the same time, Long Yixiao, who was in the distance, fought three against one, and one of them was the big man with the scar. There was a gap in strength between the two sides, but Long Yixiao's martial arts skills were extremely strong, and he was able to resolve many difficult situations one by one.

The scarred man laughed arrogantly: "The leader of a thousand dragons really lives up to his reputation. With a pair against the three of us, we can still not be weaker than the disadvantaged. You were humble at the winery just now."

Long Yixiao gritted his teeth, saw the tricks, exhausted his breath a lot, and shouted angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, what tricks are there, I will follow up."

As soon as the words fell, suddenly a baby cried from an alley.

Hearing the sound, the faces of both sides changed suddenly, Long Yixiao lifted his spirits sharply and moved like lightning, but he was still stopped by the two of them.Relying on the presence of a helper, the big man with the scar first hugged the baby, walked out of the alley slowly, held the baby in one hand, and coaxed the baby softly.

Finally the child stopped crying, Long Yixiao was full of anger, and yelled ferociously: "Let him go." The anger was so loud that the baby seemed to be frightened, and cried again for a while.

The big man with the scar made a 'tsk' dissatisfied: "Look, the child is crying for you again, can you speak in a lower voice, it's okay to scare me, but I'm in trouble if you scare the child." Looking harmless, he continued to coax the baby.

When the child stopped crying, the big man with the scar gave a satisfied smile, looked at Long Yi and said with a smile: "Just now you were courteous at the winery, and now I will let you in. Anyway, the child can't speak, so I leave the decision to you." Here it is, to see whether you want to cut off your own arm, or I will cut off his hand."

Long Yixiao wasn't surprised, on the contrary, he sneered at the behavior of the man with the scar, and was very disdainful, but he knew in his heart that the man with the scar said such a thing, so he was not joking.

Seeing him clenched his fists and remained silent, receiving Long Yixiao's angry gaze, the scarred man laughed loudly and asked: "How is it? What's the decision? I think this child is also very pitiful. If you want to abolish him Arm, I really can't do it." As he said, he grabbed the child's arm.

"Stop." Long Yi shouted with a smile, slowly raised his hand to support his left shoulder.

The scarred man raised his brows and said with a smile: "You really are willing, hahaha... That's easy to worry about. I didn't expect that the leader of Qianlong is extremely strong, and his heart is very righteous. I'm so envious of me."

Sitting in a dilemma, Long Yixiao knew clearly that even if he cut off his own arm, the man with the scar would not let the baby go, even though he knew this, but Long Yixiao couldn't just sit and watch the baby being cut off by the opponent.

At this moment, suddenly...

"Royal Sword Art - Yujian Liaoyuan."

The sword wave fell from the sky, and the scarred man jumped back in an instant, but the two accomplices beside him avoided it and were directly chopped into pieces.

"Who is it?" The big man with the scar yelled in surprise, trying his best to avoid the incoming sword waves.

Yi Fan didn't say a word, holding 【木杺】, and using the wave of the sword to distract the opponent's attention, he sneaked up from behind and stabbed the opponent's shoulder with a sword.

Clang!

Yi Fan failed to pierce the body protection of the divine breath, but the back of his hand holding the sword was numb from the shock. Although the man with the scar was not damaged at all, he was shocked by the divine breath, his arm hurt slightly, and he subconsciously let go of the child in his hand.

Yi Fan kicked his legs and walked around in front of the big man, and successfully picked up the child with both hands.

At that moment, the two looked at each other, and the big man came back to his senses: "It's you!" With a quick reaction, a ring of violent energy was vibrated in an instant, and Yi Fan was sent flying.

Yi Fan bent down to protect the child, endured all the attacks, immediately spewed out a mouthful of blood, and rolled all over his body for a long distance before mitigating the impact.

Long Yixiao was stunned for a while, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up: "Wu Shaoxia, why are you here?"

Yi Fan stuffed the child to him, and muttered: "If I don't come, can you live?" He looked around and saw that the two masters of the hermit army were smashed to pieces just now, and the corpses were no longer usable. Yi Fan was full of helplessness, staring at the corpse of a thousand dragon master on the ground, although he didn't want to, but he couldn't control so much now, so he turned him into a mummy and turned him into a divine breath.