The First Thousand Two Hundred and Eighty-Three Chapters Another One

If Zhou Fan really hides and escapes, neither Qiu Qifu nor Qi Xiuyong has a good solution. They look at the old man surnamed Xiao, hoping that the old man surnamed Xiao can come up with a good way.

The old man surnamed Xiao had a gloomy expression on his face. He quickly thought about it. If Zhou Fan escaped, he would have nothing to do.

"I can't help it either." The old man surnamed Xiao moved his mouth slightly, and said with a sound transmission method: "I can only hope that he will not leave the Northland. As long as he does not leave the Northland, there is a chance to find him again."

Qiu Qifu and Qi Xiuyong also knew that if they really fled too far, it would be really difficult to find Zhou Fan again, and Zhou Fan would probably detour back to the camp.

"Let's go." The old man surnamed Xiao said with some anger.

The three monks in the golden body and he, a monk in the rune state, came to deal with a monk who was suspected of being in the golden body. Not only did they fail, but one died.

Anyone would feel suffocated.

The old man surnamed Xiao walked forward first, with Qiu Qifu and Qi Xiuyong following behind him.

The three seemed to give up, but they all tacitly guarded Zhou Fan who might hide in the dark and try to attack them.

After they walked for a while, they still did not receive any sneak attack, and the tense spirit was secretly relaxed.

A light wind from the north blew with a scorching smell.

This kind of smell has become the norm here. The light wind blows the clothes of the three of them, and suddenly a gray sword light is born from the light wind and falls towards the top of Qiu Qifu's head.

Even though Qiu Qifu's tense spirit was slightly relaxed, he did not forget to be alert and guarded the surroundings, but he would never have imagined that the sword light would fall from the sky above his head.

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Qiu Qifu was divided into two halves from the top of his head by the return sword glow filled with various powers, and the blood and internal organs sprinkled on the ground together.

At the moment when the knife light split Qiu Qifu's head, Qi Xiuyong's body floated forward like a phantom.

The old man surnamed Xiao snorted coldly, and black snowflakes fell between the heavens and the earth again, but he didn't find anything. The only bloody corpse of Qiu Qifu was left on the ground, which reminded the two that all this was not an illusion.

Qi Xiuyong's face turned pale,

He floated back like a madman and floated to the side of the old man surnamed Xiao. The falling black snowflakes had no effect on him, because the old man surnamed Xiao controlled his rune and did not let it hurt Qi Xiuyong.

Qi Xiuyong looked at Qiu Qifu, who was killed by dismemberment on the ground. He just felt that something pinched his heart, making his heart seem to stop beating.

He was terrified, the gray sword light was too strong, even the tyrannical body and infuriating energy of the golden cultivator could not stop it.

If the target of the sword light just now was him, then Qiu Qifu's end would be his end. He couldn't avoid the sword light that fell from the sky, nor did he expect that the sword light would fall from the sky.

It is precisely because of his fear that he is so close to the old man surnamed Xiao. Only when he is close to the powerful old man surnamed Xiao can he feel safe.

The old man surnamed Xiao felt a chill in his heart, his Black Snow Rune Seeds scattered, and he looked up at the sky, but still found no trace of Zhou Fan.

It was as if the knife that was issued had completely evaporated into the world.

The chill in the old man surnamed Xiao subsided, he felt great anger, and shouted angrily: "The rat who hides its head and shows its tail, come out for me."

Just shouting loudly will not get a response at all.

The old man surnamed Xiao was angry because Zhou Fan killed two of his subordinates in a row right under his nose. This man was too insidious and cunning. If the knife beam was targeting him just now, he would be 100% sure that he could block this attack on Jin. The cultivator has a knife with great lethality.

At this moment, Zhou Fan, who was invisible, was floating in the outer air beyond the reach of the Black Snow Rune Seeds, staring coldly at the two old men surnamed Xiao, and he understood this very well, so he did not make the old man Xiao his first choice.

He just made such a slash just for the sake of success, but he took a risk very close, and he chose the better-controlled Dao style, not the ground splitting style that would cause a lot of movement. .

Without the certainty of absolutely killing everyone, he would not use the ground splitting style easily.

There are only two left now.

"Elder Xiao, what should we do?" Qi Xiuyong asked calmly, but his spirit was highly tense, and the knuckles of his right finger holding the jade green knife were faintly white.

He was really afraid that the elusive gray sword light would suddenly appear and take his life.

The old man surnamed Xiao had a sullen face, his face was terribly cold. He didn't speak, but walked over and took away Qiu Qifu's storage bag. He also took away the storage bag of Hao Yu who just died.

"Elder Xiao, what should we do?" Qi Xiuyong couldn't help but ask again.

"With me here, what are you afraid of?" The old man surnamed Xiao glanced at Qi Xiuyong coldly, "Or do you think it's not safe to stay by my side?"

Qi Xiuyong's face was shaking, he was thinking if it was really safe, how did Qiu Qifu die?

But he didn't dare to speak to the old man surnamed Xiao like this. Without the old man surnamed Xiao, it would be hard for him to imagine how he could deal with that Zhou Fan?

It was just an accident just now, after all, they were not too wary of the sky above their heads.

The old man surnamed Xiao suddenly pinched the seal, and the black snowflakes that had been falling suddenly flew against the sky, and countless flying flowers made squeaking sounds.

But the black snowflake didn't hit anything, and the old man surnamed Xiao's face sank again. He originally thought he could hit Zhou Fan this time, but who knows he still didn't hit anything.

That Zhou Fan was able to make the sword light come from the sky, he must have mastered some kind of floating flying technique, that's why he did it.

Zhou Fan, who was not far away, looked at it and sneered in his heart. He immediately evacuated after hitting him with a knife. He had already been on guard against such a counter-attack method by the old man surnamed Xiao and the others. .

Black snowflakes fell, hovering beside the old man surnamed Xiao and Qi Xiuyong.

"Since you won't come out, keep hiding and don't let me find you." The old man surnamed Xiao said coldly, he flicked his fingers, burned Qiu Qifu's body, and walked forward.

Black snowflakes drifted as he moved.

Qi Xiuyong spit and quickly followed, in case he fell outside the defensive snowflake. He wanted to ask why the old man surnamed Xiao didn't maintain the black snowflake defense, so that maybe Qiu Qifu would not have to die.

But he immediately understood why the old man surnamed Xiao was unwilling to do this, because maintaining such a black snowflake would definitely consume True Yuan, and the old man surnamed Xiao never thought that Qiu Qifu would be killed.

As a cultivator in the rune realm, maintaining black snowflakes to guard against a cultivator who is suspected of being in the golden realm is also very absurd. If Qi Xiuyong was an old man with the surname Xiao, he might not be willing to do so before something happened.

Zhou Fan watched the two leave with his body technique. He fell from the air and wanted to use his body technique to follow quietly, but when he was about to pass through Qiu Qifu's burning corpse, he suddenly stopped and his expression changed. Get serious.

His human soul faintly throbbed, which was passed on from his cultivation consciousness.

There is danger ahead.