Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Chapter 280 Yan Hong: Zhang Xiaofan is here?

Zhang Xiaofan and Jin Ping'er squatted on the eaves and observed the layout of the entire Fenxiang Valley.

The two sides looked at each other and nodded.

The next moment, the two men jumped down from the eaves and headed towards the main hall.

However, the main hall was located in the center of dozens of large halls, a full kilometer away from the two of them.

If the two wanted to reach the main hall, they had to pass through many halls in the mountains. Between each hall, there were one or two or three or four people from the Fenxiang Valley patrolling and guarding.

Zhang Xiaofan's figure landed silently in a hall.

One meter in front of him, two disciples from Fenxiang Valley were standing guard.

Zhang Xiaofan was highly skilled in Taoism and was also proficient in the art of concealing his breath, so he did not alarm the two men at all.

Zhang Xiaofan put two fingers together and tapped the two of them twice.

Two beams of blood shot out and hit the back of the two men's heads, piercing through them.

Then, Zhang Xiaofan waved his hand, and the two of them slowly fell to the ground without making any sound.

However, in an adjacent hall, two disciples from Fenxiang Valley turned their gaze from left to right and were about to look towards Zhang Xiaofan.

If they found out that the two guards were not standing here, they would definitely be alert and send out a signal, and then hundreds of disciples would attack...

Just as the two of them looked at him, his face frowned, ready to take action.

A phantom silently landed behind the two men, and with two fingers stretched out, two ropes formed by magic power tightly strangled the two men's necks.

Yellow light flowed on the rope, turning into a sharp blade that cut the necks of the two men, and blood flowed out instantly.

Jin Ping'er waved her hands lightly, and the rope dragged the two people gently to the ground.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan's figure landed beside him and exclaimed:
"Good skill!"

Jin Ping'er looked at the two people who had fallen in another hall and said softly:
"You are so cruel and ruthless. How can you still be seen as someone who once came from the Qingyun Sect, the top sect of the righteous path?"

"Your behavior is really devilish."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said:
"Whether it's good or evil."

"Besides, I never said that I am a good person. I am just a cultivator who is pursuing immortality!"

After saying that, Zhang Xiaofan moved his body and rushed towards another adjacent hall like a ghost.

Jin Ping'er also moved, and the two of them cooperated with each other and quickly approached the direction of the main hall.

A few minutes later, the two of them dealt with twenty disciples of Fenxiang Valley, crossed ten halls, and arrived in front of the last hall.

Across this hall, the main hall is behind it.

Looking at the last hall, Zhang Xiaofan knew that this place was already within the range of the Golden Ling Formation.

So he stretched out his hand and said:
"Bottle, ladies first!"

Jin Ping'er smiled charmingly and said coquettishly:
"Sir, are you scared?"

"Also, don't call me milk bottle. Do you really want to drink milk?"

"Hehe..." Zhang Xiaofan stared at Jin Ping'er's huge evil, laughed softly, rubbed his hands and said:

"Well...if you have such intention, I won't mind."

Jin Ping'er: "…………"

Jin Ping'er glared at Zhang Xiaofan, then she flashed and rushed towards the last hall.

“Ding ding ding… ding… ding…”

However, just after they took a dozen steps, several bells were heard in the hall.

In the silent night, it was particularly loud.

Immediately afterwards, several signal fireworks rose up. Thousands of disciples in the entire Fenxiang Valley became alert at the first moment and flew towards the direction where Zhang Xiaofan and Jin Ping'er were.

"How dare you, you thief, break into Fenxiang Valley at night... Die!"

At the same time, a deep and powerful voice sounded from the mountains, and it was impossible to tell where it came from.

As soon as the bell rang, Jin Ping'er was alert. As one of the three major sects of the righteous path, Fenxiang Valley was not inferior to the Hehuan Sect in strength.

Now that we've been alarmed, the only option is to escape!
"Zhang Xiaofan, let's run away!"

After saying that, Jin Ping'er quickly retreated and ran back the way she came.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan followed Jin Ping'er slowly.

At this time, dozens of Fenxiang Valley disciples who were nearby were chasing after them, slashing through the air with their magic swords!
In an instant, dozens of fireballs or flaming sword energy were shot out and bombarded towards Zhang Xiaofan and Jin Ping'er.

Jin Ping'er and Zhang Xiaofan used their body skills to dodge the sword energy and fireballs and flew away.

At this time, eight disciples from Fenxiang Valley appeared in front and blocked the way.

Jin Ping'er and Zhang Xiaofan looked at each other, one of them slashed out a beam of blood, and the other slashed out a beam of purple light.

A bloody purple light blasted out, knocking back the eight disciples, and then they quickly flew forward.

Although Zhang Xiaofan's Blood Soul Sword had been sealed and the evil spirit had disappeared, when he used the magic technique, the sword energy he slashed out also showed blood light.

Moreover, since Zhang Xiaofan already contained a tremendous amount of evil spirit and hostility in his body, the blood still contained a strong amount of evil spirit.

However, it is not as ominous as when the Blood Soul Sword was sealed.

As Jin Ping'er was running, she discovered that several streams of light were flying towards the two of them from across the mountains, surrounding them.

There are so many streamers, at least seven or eight hundred.

"hiss!"

Jin Ping'er took a deep breath. If she was surrounded by these seven or eight hundred people from Fenxiang Valley, she would be unable to escape and would surely die.

Fortunately, some disciples were too far away to fly there in a few breaths.

However, it’s almost time. She and Zhang Xiaofan have to escape from Fenxiang Valley as soon as possible, otherwise they will die.

Among these hundreds of streams of light, Li Xun and Yan Hong were also among them.

Yan Hong looked ahead and felt that among the two intruders, one of them looked very familiar even though he was wearing a mask.

He was tall, with a blood-red sword, blood-red hair, and a ghost mask on his face...

Zhang...Xiao...Fan?

How is it possible? Why did Zhang Xiaofan come to Fenxiang Valley in Southern Xinjiang for no reason?
The moment she recognized the person in front of her was Zhang Xiaofan, Yan Hong's pretty face lit up with joy, then she was shocked, angry, and more worried.

Because she knew that with thousands of disciples in Fenxiang Valley, Zhang Xiaofan and the evil witch beside him would never be able to escape.

Before Yan Hong could say anything, Li Xun looked at the man with the ghost mask in the distance and said in a deep voice:
"Zhang...Xiao...Fan!"

Having said this, Li Xun looked at Lv Shun next to him and said:

"Uncle Master, that is Zhang Xiaofan from the Demonic Cult's Ghost King Sect. The supreme artifact Mysterious Fire Mirror that we lost in Fenxiang Valley is also in his possession."

"What?" Lu Shun was surprised when he heard it, and then he was ecstatic.

He knows the power of Xuanhuojian better than anyone else.

Three hundred years ago, the nine-tailed celestial fox led the celestial fox clan to steal the Mysterious Fire Mirror.

It is precisely because of the Xuanhuojian that the Eight Desolate Xuanhuo Formation can be activated.

He still remembered vividly the destructive power of the Eight Desolate Mysterious Fire Array at that time, even though three hundred years had passed.

It was also because of the Xuanhuojian that activated the Eight Desolate Xuanhuo Formation that the Nine-tailed Sky Fox, which had thousands of years of Taoism, was defeated and imprisoned in the Xuanhuo Altar.

However, the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox was extremely powerful. Even under the Eight Desolate Mysterious Fire Formation, he was still able to steal the Mysterious Fire Mirror and gave it to his son, the Six-tailed Demon Fox, who took it away.

Now, the Xuanhuojian that had been lost for three hundred years was actually here, which made him overjoyed, and then filled with murderous intent.

Zhang Xiaofan, you’re dead today!
The Xuanhuojian must also be obtained!

Lu Shun brought more than 200 disciples who were closer and surrounded Zhang Xiaofan and Jin Ping'er in the middle of the square, shouting angrily:
"All disciples, listen up and attack together. Capture Zhang Xiaofan and this evil witch from the demon sect and kill them without mercy!"

"Take back our valley's supreme artifact, the Mysterious Fire Mirror!"

(End of this chapter)