The two old men surnamed Xiao accelerated their speed, and Zhou Fan was indeed forced to speed up, so he could not sneak silently like before.

"Where is he!" The old man surnamed Xiao moved his earlobe slightly. He heard the movement and turned around and slapped a palm towards the southeast.

The black palm shot out quickly and slapped on a big tree. The wood chips splashed and fell down with a bang.

Zhou Fan's figure appeared and he narrowly avoided the palm. His mind turned, sneered, and quickly changed his position.

The old man surnamed Xiao snorted coldly, and he pinched his marks with both hands. Black snowflakes immediately appeared in the radius of three feet centered on him.

Zhou Fan was forced to retreat three feet away, but he was not in a hurry and just wandered around and slashed it out with a knife.

The fast sword dance was flying and rushed into the black snow field.

The old man surnamed Xiao knew that Zhou Fan wanted to consume his true energy by attacking his black snow talisman. He hurriedly took back his black snow talisman while resisting a wave of fast sword aura.

"Old Xiao." Qi Xiuyong's mouth moved slightly. He wanted to say that the other party had appeared, but he was invisible again. It seemed that the situation returned to the situation just now.

However, Qi Xiuyong still didn't say it, because the old man surnamed Xiao should also understand this.

"Don't pay attention to him, let's go." The old man surnamed Xiao had a calm face, and he had his own concerns.

The old man surnamed Xiao took Qi Xiuyong to speed up and ran.

Zhou Fan teleported and chased after him, but the old man surnamed Xiao suddenly stopped and rushed towards Zhou Fan in the opposite direction.

Zhou Fan was originally invisible, but the old man surnamed Xiao obviously rushed towards Zhou Fan so accurately because he heard the sound of teleportation.

The old man surnamed Xiao was moved quickly and suddenly. Zhou Fan immediately reacted and quickly retreated.

"I still want to escape!" The old man surnamed Xiao shouted like thunder, and his hands were already prepared to quickly pinched the marks!

Circles of black light ropes appeared around Zhou Fan's body and tied them to him.

This is obviously a bondage technique!

Zhou Fan did not try to use a knife to break the light rope because it was too late. If he did this, he would definitely be entangled by the old man surnamed Xiao.

His breath immediately became vast, and his body quickly passed through the black light rope.

The old man surnamed Xiao arrived only then, and he slapped the black light rope one after another. The violent wind of the Qi palm slapped the black light rope into countless pieces.

But his face quickly changed slightly, because Zhou Fan was not in the black light rope, and this person actually broke free from his restraint technique.

Qi Xiuyong did not expect that the old man surnamed Xiao would suddenly turn around and chase Zhou Fan. Everything happened between lightning and fire, and then he turned around.

Qi Xiuyong watched the old man surnamed Xiao come out his palms and slapped the black light rope into pieces. He was slightly stunned and showed fear on his face because he had a long enough distance between him and the old man surnamed Xiao.

He subconsciously activates the black clock instrument in his hand.

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The black clock utensil emitted a black light, and when it turned into a big black clock, a gray sword light slashed behind him.

The gray sword light collided with the big black clock. With a bang, the big black clock transformed by the black light broke. The sharp shock caused Qi Xiuyong to be dizzy. He shouted in a scream: "Old Xiao!"

The old man surnamed Xiao reacted and turned around quickly and shouted angrily: "Bold!"

Qi Xiuyong was so scared that he was full of courage. He rushed to circulate his true energy and wanted to leave the place, but the second gray sword light had already slashed down, and passed through his head. His upper half of his head flew up, and red and white fell to the ground.

Zhou Fan gasped slightly. If he hadn't been in the late stage of Yuan Liquid, he would not have been able to split the Taoist style twice in such a short time.

The old man surnamed Xiao ran towards him like lightning, and Zhou Fan immediately teleported back and disappeared into the air.

The old man surnamed Xiao looked at the dead Qi Xiuyong, and his body was filled with blood and roared. The black snowflakes once again covered everything around him.

But Zhou Fan had already withdrawn three feet away. He knew clearly the distance that the black snow talisman species of the old man surnamed Xiao could attack, but just looked at the old man surnamed Xiao coldly.

Now there is only one person left.

The old man surnamed Xiao felt very frustrated. He obviously brought three golden cultivators to deal with a person suspected of golden cultivator. Now the three golden cultivators have been killed one by one, and he is the only one left.

If Zhou Fan was a talisman cultivator like him, he could still accept such a result, but the information they received was clearly just a cultivator in the Transformation Yuan Realm. Before they came, they also estimated whether Zhou Fan would be a cultivator in the Yuan Liquid Realm.

So he didn't believe that Zhou Fan was a talisman monk. In fact, Zhou Fan did not show any characteristics that belonged to a talisman monk!

The old man surnamed Xiao looked around. His mind turned around and soon took back the black snow talisman seed, his face calmed down. He sneered and said, "I know you must be hiding here, but what's the use?"

"You killed three of us golden-body monks in a row, but the three golden-body monks are not a big loss for us."

"We underestimated you this time, but you won't be so lucky next time."

The old man surnamed Xiao looked at the place where there was still no movement. He smiled disdainfully. The three golden cultivators were dead. Now he was left, and Zhou Fan could not do anything to him at all.

He began to turn and leave.

But as soon as he turned around, countless fast swords flew and shot towards his back.

The old man surnamed Xiao immediately turned around, and he slapped out his palm, and the black palm changed from small to large, slamming the sword energy.

"What's the point of doing this?" said the old man surnamed Xiao slowly.

He began to leave quickly, but Zhou Fan still followed him, attacking him from time to time with the fastest speed of fire.

With the last time the old man surnamed Xiao suddenly turned around and fought back, Zhou Fan was even more careful. He did not give the old man surnamed Xiao any more chance.

The old man surnamed Xiao was completely entangled by Zhou Fan. He was forced to stop and deal with the fast swords every time. Even though he heard Zhou Fan's position and wanted to take action several times, Zhou Fan disappeared faster.

The fast sword aura is very weak and cannot break the defense of the old man surnamed Xiao, but every time he hears the whistling sword aura, he still doesn't dare to be careless. After all, who knows whether this kind of sword aura will be the next time? Or there are other more powerful sword auras mixed in it.

If it was the gray sword light that could kill the golden cultivator, it would be very uncomfortable if he was hit by it, and he might even die. This is the reason why the old man surnamed Xiao stopped to deal with the Kuai Dao Gang.

The old man surnamed Xiao was very depressed by Zhou Fan's harassment tactic of "the enemy advances, and I retreat, and I chases the enemy backwards". He was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

However, Zhou Fan has invisibility and teleportation level body technique, and it is impossible for him to catch Zhou Fan.

He has not walked very far for such a long time. If he wanted to use the Black Snow Talisman to defend himself, but the consumption of the Black Snow Talisman to his true energy made him unable to bear it, and his face became increasingly ugly.
Chapter completed!