Chapter 179: The Breeze Is Difficult

At this moment, on a peak three hundred and fifty miles away, Fan Jian, the proud disciple of the Second Elder of the Beast Soul Line, closed his eyes tightly and stood still.

Lin Xinyi, who was disastrous to the country and the people, twisted her waist and stuck to Fan Jian's body, exhaling like blue, "Brother Fan, his soul is not as strong as yours, and his spiritual sense can't peek at the stinky man with the bloodline of the holy soul. Did you kill Tan Yun?" .”

"Dear Brother Fan, why don't you tell others."

Fan Jian still relied on his powerful spiritual consciousness to cover Tan Yun who was three hundred and fifty miles away. He did not open his eyes, full of doubts and said:

"Originally, Tan Yun's spirit boat was destroyed, and he would definitely die. However, I don't know what sword formation he used to trap the forty-three people from the holy soul lineage in the formation. With just a few strands of gold, he killed the forty-three people. Everyone was killed."

From the perspective of a bystander, Fan Jian looked at the Hongmeng Tushen Sword Formation, but it was only 300 feet in diameter, and the space inside was a bit hazy.

Looking from outside the formation, he felt that the formation was ordinary. Of course, if he was put into the formation, he might not think so.

Hearing this, Lin Xinyi's plump and tender body trembled, and she returned to her charming appearance, "Oh, I want people to say that it's not that Tan Yun's sword array is too strong, but that those people are not the strong ones on the Crouching Dragon List. It was because they were too weak that they were killed by a broken sword formation."

"If you want me to tell you, Brother Fan, you are a strong man on the Crouching Dragon Ranking. If you deal with Tan Yun, his sword array will be useless in your hands."

"Brother Fan, I think about it..." Lin Xinyi murmured, stood on tiptoe, and blew on Fan Jian.

"Xinyi, don't make trouble for now. I will feed you vigorously after Tan Yun is killed." Fan Jian restrained his urge to rectify the Fa on the spot. With his spiritual consciousness covering Tan Yun, he said with a sinister smile:

"This Tan Yun is very mysterious. He is a handyman disciple, but he was able to use the sword array and wiped out forty-three disciples of the holy soul lineage and the fetal soul state. Although these forty-three people are not strong on the Wolong list But after all, both in terms of number and realm, they are far more than Tan Yun."

"Tan Yun is not a simple person. The formation he used looks ordinary on the outside, but I believe that if the enemy is inside the formation, it will be a different world. Otherwise, the forty-three people would not May die!"

"Brother Fan is right." Lin Xinyi changed her normal state, her eyes flashed like lightning, "Master told us to take off Tan Yun's head. If Tan Yun is released today, we don't know when we will have to wait."

"Tan Yun, I must die today! I don't want to stay in this barren mountain and wait for him to leave the mountain gate next time."

"Brother Fan, according to you, as long as Tan Yun is not given a chance to use his sword array, he will be a tiger with his teeth pulled out. Killing him is easy?"

Hearing this, Fan Jian nodded, and when he was about to respond, his face changed, "He has put away the sword array and is about to leave. We must not let him enter the mountain gate."

Fan Jianji paid attention to his heart, and after Lin Xinyi said something in Lin Xinyi's ear, Lin Xinyi's beautiful eyes flashed a gloomy look, and then she returned to normal.

She took off the skirt on her body, tore off the white obscene clothes, stepped on the flying sword in her naked clothes, and galloped towards the Danmai more than 600 miles away, letting the rain wet the thin skin White obscene clothes...

After Lin Xinyi left, Fan Jian turned his head, glanced at the nine disciples of the beast soul lineage, and said without a doubt: "You are no longer needed here, killing Tan Yun, Xinyi and I are enough, you return immediately to the beast soul lineage !"

"It's Senior Brother Fan!" The nine of them responded, and they jointly steered a spirit boat across the mountains like lightning, before disappearing without a trace.

With a flash of Fan Jian's Qiankun Ring, a low-grade spiritual-level invisibility talisman appeared in his hand, and a curtain of light burst out from the rune pattern, and Fan Jian disappeared instantly.

In fact, he was concentrating and holding his breath, lurking in the grass in the upper hall...

at the same time.

Tan Yun collected forty-three Qiankun rings into the cyst, and he was a little happy that he lost the top-grade spiritual weapon, the spirit boat, but now he got a low-grade treasure, the spirit boat.

The top-grade spiritual weapon, the spirit boat, has a speed of 150,000 miles a day, while the low-grade treasure, the spirit boat, has reached a terrifying 200,000 miles a day.

The low-grade treasure, the spirit boat, is undoubtedly a powerful magic weapon for escaping.

Tan Yun also put the black spirit boat into the Qiankun ring, wiped off the blood on his face, and flew towards the gate of Danmai Mountain 280 miles away with his flying sword.

This trip to Huangfufang City has yielded a lot for Tan Yun.

First, Tan Yun now has ten pieces of talisman paper in his hand, which are used to refine medium-grade treasure-level talismans. If each one is refined into an offensive talisman, it will be equivalent to ten full-strength attacks of a cultivator in the sixth level of soul refining state!

Second, he bought eleven flying swords, which are top-quality spiritual weapons with attributes, and can already use the Hongmeng Slaying God Sword Formation, greatly increasing his strength in leapfrog challenges.

Although he killed forty-three holy soul disciples who were in the great consummation of fetal soul state through the sword array, he is very clear that he has at most the strength to compete with the great geniuses of the inner sect.

If you want to compete with the strong ones on the Crouching Dragon Ranking and become the number one among the 600,000 inner sect disciples, you still need to practice yourself. Only when you step into the eighth level of fetal soul state, at that time, the power of Hongmeng Tu Shenjian will greatly increase, and there is hope!

In any case, the improvement of one's own realm is the most powerful means of killing the enemy.

Third, to Tan Yun's satisfaction, Fangcheng and his party exchanged the Soul Spring for six types of ice-type and five types of fire-type kindling. Even though it is only a spiritual level, it is enough to advance the Primordial Flame and Primordial Ice Flame.

If it is said that Tan Yun's physical body is tough but strong, then his Primordial Flame and Primordial Ice Flame are soft. Only by combining hardness and softness, facing the enemy, can you reach the peak state of leapfrog challenges!

In addition, to Tan Yun's regret, there are no flying swords with eleven attributes besides the ancient and beast attributes in Neimenfang City.

Fortunately, Tan Yun has a lot of spiritual stones on him now, but after 26 days, he will go to the two major auction houses in Huangfufang City to see if there are any refining materials for auction. If so, Tan Yun made up his mind to auction it off and refine a treasure with eleven attributes and one sword!

In the end, Tan Yun felt relieved when he thought of Qiu Qilin's death. This person only bullies the handyman disciples, he doesn't treat the handyman disciples as human beings, he deserves to be killed!

Besides, his father, Qiu Yongming, had long wanted to put himself to death in order to avenge the law enforcement elders of the outer sect. Now that Qiu Qilin is dead, let that old man suffer!

Putting away his thoughts, after Tan Yun Yujian flew for 280 miles, when the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, he flew down in front of the Danmai Mountain Gate.

"What's wrong with Daniel, what are you crying for?" Tan Yun retracted his flying sword and looked at him in confusion, and asked Daniel, who was bewildered and teary-eyed.

Squatting on the stone steps of the mountain gate, the weeping Daniel suddenly raised his head, looked at Tan Yun with eyes full of tears, and choked up, "Brother Tan, Deacon Shen will be executed in five hours... woo... Danmai is the only old man who treats our handyman disciples as human beings, if he dies, how will we live in Lingshan Medicine Garden!"

"Shen Qingfeng!" Tan Yun looked anxiously, "Why are you crying! Tell me quickly, what happened!"

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