The moon shines on the world, and the wind blows the sky.

Feng Mo and Yue Piaoling appeared on both sides of Qin Fan. They stood at the top of the corpse mountain, looking down at the corpse group that was constantly gathering at the foot of the mountain with expressionless faces.

At least half of these people who died directly or indirectly by Qin Fan were killed by two people.

Since this is the case, it is not difficult to kill again.

Besides, this is just the beginning...

At this moment, the space behind Qin Fan seemed to be divided into two, with petals floating on one side, and blizzards approaching on the other side. Pink and silver trunks added a lot of color to this depressing world.

As the fragrant fragrance of flowers dispels the filth, covers the four directions with the bitter cold, and burns the world with the storm, and fog falls with the surging storm.

Too many colors that shouldn't appear have reoccupied this space. What's more important is that the one who dominates all this is no longer the distorted demon at the foot of the mountain.

Instead, he was shrouded in a dazzling moonlight, sitting high above the throne of bones, looking down on the people like a god!

The black-clothed "Qin Fan" took a few deep breaths before barely stabilizing his emotions. Then when he looked at the two figures about to appear behind Qin Fan, a huge demonic energy burst out from the corpse group with a pointing finger on his right index finger.

I saw a man stepping out. The moment the bright silver sword in his hand swung, a black sword aura like crescent moon attacked Qin Fan's position!

This knife cut down all obstacles blocking the way, and even scattered the purple sea of ​​fire that broke out again!

"Is Xiang Bohuai... At that time, I only saw part of the process of that battle, but the strength he showed...

It seems that these dead people not only borrowed from my memory, but also helped it."

Facing the sword light that was coming directly, Qin Fan did not move any action, but the petals floating behind him and the flying black snow were broken like mirrors and water moons.

And one of them stood up and blocked the knife from the front!

clang--!

A crisp sound of gold and iron attack, and a cold blade hidden under the storm!

"The dead will never win the living."

As Qin Fan finished speaking, Feng Mo had already taken a step forward, and the roaring storm instantly tore the group of dead Avengers gathered at the foot of the mountain to pieces.

Only Xiang Bohuai blocked this attack from the front!

The strong wind that soared into the sky rose again, Feng Mo's figure disappeared in an instant, and he once again became an uncapable wind!

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Apart from the constant emergence of sword light, there was nothing else. The aftermath of the two fighting had already annihilated the surrounding corpses.

However, this seemingly stalemate made the black-clothed "Qin Fan" frown deeper and deeper, because he found that the rhythm of the battle was controlled by the other party.

The place where the two of them fought was getting farther and farther away from the corpse mountain, but the corpse groups that stood up again were getting closer and closer.

Faced with the violent attacks of the two great masters, the number of people was no longer an advantage at this moment. After all, these gathered dead people could not gather military formations, nor did they have the natural trend of ferocious beasts.

The overflowing knife energy can easily divide it into two.

“This farce is over.”

With Qin Fan's words, Yue Piaoling's figure jumped down and jumped into the Avengers. Those dead people who rushed forward had no moves in his hands.

Especially when Wu Yi, who found a glimmer of opportunity to come to the back, was easily slapped into shattered pieces of meat by his palm.

Among them, there are several innate masters who are preparing to join forces to fight against the enemy, but Yue Piaoling, who masters "Little Wuxiang Gong" and "Fighting Stars", is best at group attacks, and still kills in various ways.

"Don't you take action?"

Qin Fan looked at the black-clothed "Qin Fan", but just as the other party was about to speak, he saw Qin Fan throwing out his finger bones hidden between his sleeves. When the cold light first appeared, the sound of breaking through the air had disappeared.

The black-clothed "Qin Fan" barely avoided this move, but the black-clothed still left a crack.

"It's "The Great Void Stream of Heaven and Earth", the Heavenly Level moves are indeed tricky."

That being said, but the little Qin flying knife in Qin Fan's hand was frequently shot out. In a flash, only three of the ten finger bones he had hidden between his sleeves were left.

The black-clothed "Qin Fan"'s body movements were as fast as a storm and as agile as a dragon. It was so handsome when he used this light skill, but the clothes on his body were inevitably broken by the scattered sword energy, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

Especially compared with Qin Fan, who is firmly sitting on the throne, he looks like a down-and-out guest.

"It turns out that you can't attack me. By the way, you have to help me understand the true meaning of martial arts. As for your thoughts, you can't hide them from me, let alone hide them from them.

I spent a total of 200,000 points of origin, which at least I have to ensure my life safety.”

Qin Fan looked at the black-clothed "Qin Fan" with deep eyes.

The black-clothed "Qin Fan" regained his calmness at this time. Although most of the corpses around him had been destroyed, the remaining ones probably would not last long.

As for Xiang Bohuai, who was highly anticipated by him, he had already begun to be beaten by Feng Mo.

More importantly, there is still one month left to kill unscrupulously.

"I'm a little curious, why didn't Mo Yunlan appear?"

"She is really dead, or she lives in your spiritual sea." The black-clothed 'Qin Fan' pointed to the location of his temple.

Qin Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it because I sucked her mental power?"

The black-clothed "Qin Fan" said nothing.

"It seems that this is another route for me to choose to understand the true meaning of martial arts."

The black-clad "Qin Fan" raised his head, looked at Qin Fan with an expressionless face and said:

"I can feel you're craving for a stronger power, that route...for you, the improvement is not very effective."

"Oh? So you still want me to choose to be demonized?" Qin Fan suddenly smiled.

The black-clothed "Qin Fan" may have felt that he had lost a lot in his brain, so he simply said bluntly:

"Although demonization has hidden dangers, with your pride, you shouldn't care about these."

Qin Fan tilted his head and rubbed his temples with some worries:

"So do you think I am a person who knows there is a pit ahead, but for a little bit of pride, I will still step on it without restraint?"

"You are not, but for the sake of stronger power, these are not worth worrying. I can tell you that after the innate realm is transformed, it is enough to challenge the grandmaster above the level!" The black-clad "Qin Fan" looked at Qin Fan seriously.

Qin Fan sighed and said:

"You're about to convince me, after all, I really want to become stronger quickly, but there is still something I can't understand."

"What is it?" Seeing Qin Fan seemed to be really moved, "Qin Fan" in black asked quickly.

Qin Fan put away his smile, and his deep eyes firmly locked the black-clothed "Qin Fan":

"Since you can weave such a scene based on some of my memories, why don't you use hatred to drive me to make choices? It's easier for you to get what you want."

Black-clothed ‘Qin Fan’ said for a moment:

"I can't do it because you didn't see the faces of those men in black robes."

Qin Fan shook his head and said with a serious expression:

"They won't mention it for now, but there is another person who has always been afraid of it in my heart. I have indeed seen his appearance, but he has not appeared."

The black-clothed "Qin Fan" frowned, but then his body suddenly began to tremble. In this world that seemed real and false, sweat beads of his body oozed for no reason, and his face was pale like those dead people.

"Because he dared not do it, nor could he do it." This voice appeared behind the black-clad 'Qin Fan'.

"Qin Fan" in black turned around stiffly and looked at the young man in brocade clothes. His eyebrows revealed a similar confidence to Qin Fan, but compared to the kind Qin Fan, he had a more oppressive power on his body.

The black-clothed 'Qin Fan' looked at Qin Fan in confusion: "Who is he..."

"You can recognize Feng Mo and Yue Piaoling. Even when Hua and Xue are about to appear, you directly and forcefully interrupt them because you know their existence, but don't you know him?"

Qin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and it seemed that he had a guess in his heart.

The black-clothed "Qin Fan" shook his head, but also understood one thing: "You did not continue to let the 'flower' and 'snow' appear, it should be to concentrate and let him come here.

But what is the meaning of this? This spiritual world exists in the cracks. Except for you and me, the rest are false."

Qin Fan chuckled and said:

"Then let me introduce him to me, he is my junior brother, Yu Cangmiao.

Forget it, you don’t seem to have any interest in understanding him, so let’s get back to the point.

Why didn’t you let that person show up?”

"Qin Fan" in black lowered his head and remained silent.

"The answer was given just now, because he dared not and could not." Yu Cangmiao walked to the black-clothed "Qin Fan", with an undisguised sarcasm in his tone.

"That's true, that's a pity. I thought that the person who created the "Future of the Great Compassion of Heaven and Earth to Conquer Yin and Yang" was a particularly amazing madman, but I didn't expect that his courage was only a little bit."

"Senior brother, only a real madman knows better how to seek profit and avoid harm, or should he understand better how to bully the weak and fear the strong. How dare he let our "teacher" appear here.

Not only him, but even it, it is really weak and sad."

"That's a pity. It seems that I can't extract more value from him."

Just as Qin Fan and Yu Cangmiao sang and sang together, the battle around him had already ended, and then Yue Piaoling and Feng Mo disappeared without a trace.

"Is it meaningful to say this? Don't forget why you appeared here!" At this moment, the black-clothed "Qin Fan" seemed like a cat with a trampled tail.

However, Qin Fan could also see that he was trying his best to avoid talking about topics related to his "teacher", and even dared not to even touch the edge.
To be continued...