"snort" The bald monk looked a little dull and snorted with his nose.
At this time, he was holding a goose egg-sized ball of light in his hand, with electric light flowing inside it, and a dangerous aura.
Fang Angelica's shadow looked at the ball of light, squinted his eyes, and put his hands behind his back. , there is also lightning flowing on the fingertips.
It seems that the thunder tribulation is not all bad, and someone has benefited from it.
Blind Zhao's hand suddenly moved towards the erhu hanging behind his back.
The bald monk's other hand suddenly clenched tightly, making a creepy clicking sound.
The four words "fish that slipped through the net" were like a riddle.
Meng Fan was confused when he heard it, but with his current knowledge, he could vaguely guess something.
Blind Zhao and the bald monk, whom he didn't know, might be there.
Under the pool, because of each other's actions, we saw something and also involved something.
The two of them should be on opposite sides.
For example, the relationship between officials and thieves At this moment, Meng Fan had no time to speculate and ask for the detailed reasons.
In the tense situation between the two, he reached out and gently grabbed Blind Zhao's hand that was touching the erhu, and said in a gentle tone: "Uncle Zhao, forget it.
All are friends."
Blind Zhao lowered his hand and grinned: "It's nothing, it's probably a misunderstanding."
The bald monk's hand immediately let go, and the crazy look in his eyes fell silent.
"over there" "Where are the people who are causing harm to our sect?"
At this moment, five to six hundred people poured in from a distance, waving the strange things in their hands.
Many of them had curly hair, as if they had been permed, and their faces were a little blue.
Meng Fan laughed dumbly when he recognized the origins of those people.
Aren't they the sect that is good at forging?
Meng Fan felt a little guilty and looked at Fang Danggui's silhouette.
Xuying nodded, pointed in the direction of Emperor Immortal Palace, and took the lead in a flash.
Before he disappeared, he was horrified to find that the bald monk and Blind Zhao were also facing his direction.
The other party seemed to know his existence, which made him feel anxious.
If the other party could enter the formation, he must have seen him.
His body was already in the flesh, but luckily, he didn't notice anything unusual about his body, at least it wasn't destroyed by the other party.
"Let's go back."
Meng Fan picked up Wen Hongcai and said to Zhao Xiazi and others, "Let's see if there is enough time.
Let's treat everyone to a meal."
"That's enough, that's enough."
Blind Zhao said honestly, "I've been hungry for a long time."
"Okay."
The bald monk nodded readily.
Meng Fan smiled and was about to unfold his body and leave when he suddenly heard Ouyang Yunyi say to him: "Brother, I have also done some research on body skills recently.
If you follow me and observe more, it should be of great help to you in the future. ” After that, Ouyang Yunyi took a deep breath, stepped hard on the ground with the soles of his feet, and rushed forward quickly.
The first step was not fast, and the second step was not too fast.
Even the footwork was a bit trivial, as if the feet were bound.
The little girl is walking, But with every step he took, there were lotus-shaped ripples under his feet.
When he reached the ninth step, a sonic boom suddenly sounded in the air.
Ouyang Yunni's figure squeezed out of the air, dragging a sharp stream of light, and disappeared in a flash. to the front.
That scene was like a fast meteor flying close to the ground.
"Haha, I begged Master for a whole month, and he gave me this trick of growing lotus every step of the way.
It is impossible for a man named Meng to catch up with me, and the chance of being eaten up behind me is not big.
What is this called?
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It’s hard to look at my neck, hahaha.”
Ouyang Yunyi's face turned pale.
Obviously, performing such an amazing movement puts a huge load on his body.
In order to show off in front of Meng Fan, he also used his full strength without reservation.
Among the five or six hundred people who came to seek revenge, their eyes were blurred, and a strong wind blew in their faces.
One person from the other side disappeared with a look of horror on his face, and he couldn't catch up.
But fortunately, there are four people ahead, so it doesn't matter if one of them escapes.
"Xiao Fan, please lead the way.
Uncle's eyesight is not good, so he will follow you."
Blind Zhao smiled brightly.
"Don't fight."
Meng Fan said with a straight face.
"No fight, no fight."
Blind Zhao smiled and nodded.
Meng Fan, who was anxious to go back to look for the creek, held Wen Hongcai in one hand, drew the white-shou sword with the other, and invoked the wind attribute energy, which was very low-key and fleeting.
The five or six hundred people didn't even have time to take a moment, and saw that one person was missing again.
Fortunately, there are still two old guys left.
"Xiaofan was here just now.
I have something to say to you."
Blind Zhao raised a hand and adjusted the sunglasses on his face, "I, a blind man, have already figured out where you are from, and I won't care about you now. , after finishing Xiaofan's business, let's discuss it again.
A blind man can't see the bright world, but he can see ghosts and demons. " The bald monk touched his shiny bald head, looked at Blind Zhao and said, "I also want to ask you something, poor monk."
"Okay."
Blind Zhao nodded, and then he raised his feet and wanted to leave, but a thought came to his mind inexplicably.
It was not easy to see Meng Fan.
As a family member, he had to give Meng Fan a strong appearance.
Blind Zhao grinned, took off the erhu from his back, and played with it gently with his fingers.
Waves of sound waves spread in front of him.
He actually raised his feet to step on the sound waves.
Under the stunned gazes of five or six hundred people, he stepped onto the mountain step by step.
Tianmen, soaring up to the sky, is like a heavenly being walking on the wind, floating away in the direction of the Emperor's Immortal Palace.
The speed is not fast, but the scene is amazing and spectacular.
The hair beside Zhao's ears swayed in the wind, and he said to himself: "This is such a good place.
See detachment after detachment.
Who says blind people can't be romantic?"
If Meng Fan hears this sentence, he will definitely taste it carefully.
In the outside world, Zhao Xiazi's cultivation is very likely to be suppressed.
When he comes to the world of formations, that suppression no longer exists, and he has become detached and detached, that is, he has transcended the realm of observation.
Meng Fan still knew a little bit about the realm of observation.
Then, above the realm of observation, it is a blank for him, and it is not something he can imagine.
The bald monk was much more pragmatic and had no intention of showing off.
He held the rather fun and terrifying ball of light, raised his steps, and rumbled towards the group of people, causing a huge tremor on the ground, like a giant wheel. , ran over the five or six hundred people, and disappeared.
Someone was trampled into the ground like a pebble.
Looks miserable.
This small sect, which makes a living by forging weapons, has suffered many unreasonable disasters today for no reason.
"The one named Meng is still too slow."
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Ouyang Yunyi ran for a while but didn't see Meng Fan following him.
He thought about it thoughtfully, whether he should slow down and show Meng Fan his back.
After all, we are old friends and we can't be too disrespectful.
Just as he thought about it, a gust of wind passed him by.
Ouyang Yunyi looked at that familiar figure and took a breath: