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"It seems...someone is attacking the protective formation of the main altar..."

When the second rumbling sound came, Xiao Fan had already made a judgment.

"No way? It's unlikely..."

Ji Qingsha couldn't believe it.

It was a joke that someone dared to attack the main altar of the Baixiong Gang in Jinzhou City.Unless there is a national war, it is absolutely impossible.The controlling position of the seven major sects in Jinzhou City must not be violated.

"Go out and see."

Xiao Fan immediately made a decision.

Immediately with a flick of the sleeves of the robe, Hei Lin was put into the ring of spirit beasts, his feet swayed, and the light suddenly appeared, and together with Ji Qingsha, he flew towards the secret room, closed the door of the underground secret room, and activated all the restrictions .Although it is unlikely that outsiders will attack the main altar of the Baixiong Gang, they have to be on the safe side.

Facts have proved that Xiao Fan's judgment is completely correct.

Someone is really attacking the protective formation of the main altar of the Baixiong Gang.

In the far sky, a figure with a height of several feet stood in the void, condescending, with an iron fist in his hand, and slammed down on the light curtain above the Baixiong Hall.Beside this figure, there are several small figures, about the same height as normal people, but the tall figure is too conspicuous, and almost no one cares about the few people around him.

"boom--"

The tall figure punched down, and the entire light curtain trembled violently, the light flickered randomly, as if it couldn't hold on, and it looked like it would burst at any moment.

The protective circle of the Baixiong Gang main altar is different from the Tianmen Gate. It does not directly absorb the underground spiritual power to support the circle, so not all of them are opened on weekdays. Only a few of the most critical places have opened part of the protection, and only the most Basic protection, most of the time, can only serve as an early warning.

It should be noted that if a large town faction of this size is fully activated at any time, the amount of spirit stones consumed every day is definitely an astonishing amount. Although the Baixiong Gang is rich and powerful and can afford it, Jinzhou City is already peaceful. For many years, there has not been a major war, so why waste it so much?

If there is a big battle, there will be enough warning time, so that people will not be killed suddenly in the main altar.

But now, he happened to encounter such an unreasonable and weird situation.

"Who dares to come to the main altar of the Baixiong Gang to make trouble?"

A furious shout sounded, and several figures jumped up from the Baixiong Hall, and flew towards the tall figure in the void with a menacing aura.

The leader is none other than Elder Ma's direct disciple, a strong man with the surname He.

Today it was his turn to be on duty in the Baixiong Hall, and it was his natural duty to protect the safety of the main altar.

"boom!"

The tall figure didn't even look at them, and punched them down again.

This time, Jinli directly passed through the dim light curtain, and smashed straight at the strong man surnamed He and others.

The strong man surnamed He was startled, he exhaled hastily and let out a sound, his palms went up to meet him with all his strength.

Then there were a few muffled groans, and I saw the strong man surnamed He and several other hall guards seem to have been hit by a giant hammer. They had no power to resist, turned somersaults, and fell straight down from midair. The speed was far faster than they rushed. Above the speed of going up, it seems like a shooting star.

Xiao Fan was taken aback, turned his wrist, the Flame Spirit Blade was already in his hand, instantly accelerated his escape speed, and shot forward, leaving Ji Qingsha behind.Xiao Fan has such a personality. Since he has joined the Baixiong Gang, he automatically and consciously regards the maintenance of the Baixiong Gang as his own responsibility.

"Hong Tian, ​​Ding Can, why don't you come out and see me soon? If you don't show up again, I will tear you apart!"

... Immediately afterwards, an earth-shattering roar sounded, the sound was extremely rough, like thunder in the sky, rolling past, shaking everyone's eardrums to buzz.

Hearing this, Xiao Fan paused slightly.

It sounds like this person is very familiar with Hong Tian Ding Can, could it be a joke between friends?

When he got closer, the power of divine sense moved forward, and he couldn't help being shocked. The aura of this tall figure was unfathomable. Although it was so far away, it couldn't be [-]% sure, but Xiao Fan felt that this person had a lot of potential. It may be a great monk in the late Yuanying period.

No wonder the Baixiong Gang was regarded as "nothing" and immediately called the door.

However, Xiao Fan immediately had new doubts in his heart - there were no great monks of the late Nascent Soul in Jinzhou City.

Even Fang Feiyang, the head of the Xinglin Gang known as the number one expert in Jinzhou City, is only a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying, and has not yet entered the stage of the later stage.

If this is really a great cultivator in the late Yuanying period, he is probably not a resident of Jinzhou City.

Just when Xiao Fan was hesitating whether to continue approaching to find out what happened, three startling rainbows shot from different directions, one on the left and two on the right. Mrs. Tan, the elder of the Poison Hall, and Elder Ma.Ding Can, the chief doctor of Baixiongtang, is in the closed door of life and death, so he will never show his face.

"I don't know who it is, it turns out that Brother Yuwen is here..."

From afar, Hong Tian laughed loudly, clasped his fists with both hands, and said loudly.

"Brother Yuwen, why do you have time to come to our Baixiong Gang as a guest today? Are you still making such a joke with the junior?"

"Pooh!"

The tall figure spat out, full of anger.

"I'm just joking with you! Hurry up, stop talking nonsense, let go of the restriction quickly, my son has been poisoned and needs to be treated immediately... you should hurry up!"

Hong Tian was also shocked when he heard this, and then he saw clearly the "villains" beside the tall figure, carrying a black jade coffin, and the smiles on their faces disappeared without a trace , shouted: "Young Master Yuwen is injured? What's going on? Who is so courageous?"

While speaking, he raised his hand, and a tactic shot into the light curtain below. The already dim light curtain only trembled twice, and then shattered in response to the sound, turning into little bubbles, disappearing invisible, revealing The verdant Baixiong Hall below.

"Quick, brother Yuwen, please come inside!"

The tall figure didn't talk, his body twisted for a while, and he turned into an ordinary person in a blink of an eye. With his sleeves rolled up, the black jade coffin was rolled up, and he fell down like a meteor passing through the sky.

Mrs. Hong Tiantan and Elder Ma looked at each other, and immediately followed closely.

Xiao Fan also flew over quickly, followed behind, and entered the Baixiong Hall together.

When he got to the main hall, Xiao Fan finally got a clear view of this brother Yuwen who "made a big fuss" in the main altar.I saw that this person was about fifty or so years old, dressed in a black robe, with a full mouth and beard, and dark skin.

But right now, this person is full of exasperation and frustration, looking extremely disturbed.

The distance is so close, Xiao Fan can clearly feel that this brother Yuwen is really a great monk in the late Yuanying period. In terms of the strength of breath, it may be slightly inferior to Zhenyue Shenjun, but it is In the real Nascent Soul Late Stage, human monks are slightly inferior to monsters of the same level.

The black lacquered jade coffin was placed right in the middle of the Baixiong Hall, as eye-catching as it could be.

Xiao Fan smelled a faint sour taste from it.

"Hurry up, Fellow Daoist Hong, ask Fellow Daoist Ding Can to come out immediately, the poison in my son is too strong, I can't delay for a moment..."

...Brother Yuwen didn't sit down, but stood beside the jade coffin, urging him one after another.

In the hall, apart from Brother Yuwen, Hong Tian, ​​Mrs. Qin, and Elder Ma, there is also a Nascent Soul cultivator, about 40 years old, tall and thin, wearing a blue cloth robe with a piece of green desire embroidered on the sleeve. The dripping leaves are the symbol of the Xinglin Gang.

But they don't know how the Elder Yuanying of the Xinglin Gang came to Baixiong Hall after Brother Yuwen.

At this time, it is not the time to pursue these minutiae.

When Hong Tian heard Brother Yuwen's words, a look of embarrassment flashed across his face, and he said in a low voice: "Brother Yuwen, I'm very sorry, Senior Brother Ding has been in retreat for three years..."

Brother Yuwen waved his robe sleeves, interrupted Hong Tian's words unceremoniously, and shouted: "I don't care about it, let alone retreat, even if the sky falls, he has to come out immediately to treat my son's illness and detoxify .In the end it is his retreat that matters, what if my son's life matters? He is a doctor!"

"Brother Yuwen, Senior Brother Ding closed the test of life and death!"

Hong Tian said with a wry smile.

"what?"

Brother Yuwen yelled again, his eyes almost popping out.

Hong Tian smiled wryly and said: "Brother Yuwen, how many years have you been my best friend, would I lie to you? What's more, the nephew is poisoned, if there is a way, Hong will do his best, how can he stop Senior Brother Ding from giving the nephew see a doctor?"

"How could this be?"

Brother Yuwen looked up to the sky and roared.

"The two great doctors in Jinzhou City, Fellow Daoist Bing, has not returned from his wanderings, and Ding Can is in confinement. Are you trying to trick me to death on purpose?"

The so-called Fellow Daoist Bing naturally refers to the elder of the Xinglin Gang, Mr. Zhong Bing, the chief doctor of Xinglin Garden, whose reputation is still higher than that of Ding Can, and they are all famous for being good at detoxification.No wonder there was an Elder Yuanying from the Xinglin Gang coming along with him. It is expected that Brother Yuwen first went to look for Mr. Bing of Xinglinyuan. .

Xiao Fan ignored Brother Yuwen's roar, and walked slowly towards the black jade coffin, to find out first, to see what kind of poison was poisoned by Brother Yuwen's son.

As soon as he approached the black jade coffin, Brother Yuwen roared in his ears: "Don't get too close, the poison is too strong, it will be contagious."

At the same time, brother Yuwen's sleeves flicked, and a colossal force rushed towards him, about to push Xiao Fan away.

It can be seen that although this brother Yuwen is in a hurry and worried about his son's condition, he is always clear-headed and has a good heart, and he does not want to hurt innocent people.

"It's okay, I'm also a doctor, so I understand..."

Xiao Fan smiled lightly and said calmly.

At the moment when the colossal force reached his body, righteousness surged in his body, gently pushed the huge force away, and slid past him, without stopping, he had already arrived in front of the black jade coffin.

"Ok?"

Brother Yuwen raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously he didn't expect that his shot would be deciphered by a late Jindan cultivator, which he never thought about.

The gap between the late Nascent Soul and the late Jindan is definitely a world of difference.Although I just hit casually without even using five percent of my strength, the opponent was able to crack it so lightly without showing the slightest embarrassment, which shows that the cultivation base is far above ordinary Jindan monks, and is directly catching up to the realm of Nascent Soul monks.

But seeing that Xiao Fan had already stood in front of the black jade coffin, brother Yuwen didn't stop him anymore. r1152