A ray of red light arrived first, and then the figure was as charming as a charm!

Mu Gaofeng took action at the most critical moment when Xu Zifan joined forces against Master Yuankong and the Eighteen Arhats Bronze Man Formation. In the eyes of others, Xu Zifan was extremely dangerous at this moment and might die.

"Brother Xu, be careful!"

"Brother Xu, please avoid it!"

Liu Jing and Qu Feiyan suddenly felt tight and shouted loudly, their eyes full of fear and fear, and they rushed towards Xu Zifan, but they could not move forward. A faint purple mist wrapped around her, preventing her from approaching the battlefield where they were fighting.

Tian Boguang was shocked first, and then looked at Mu Gaofeng's ghostly figure, with contempt and ridicule in his eyes, and said in his heart: "A person is castrated, he is considered a disabled person, but is his brain disabled?"

He had always seen clearly, and clearly, that since Xu Zifan fought with many masters today, he had been passively defending and had not taken the initiative.

Secondly, at such a dangerous moment, the space around him was still light and quiet, letting the outside world's energy surge and the wind whistled, the space protected by Xu Zifan's purple qi was still like a paradise, without wind or waves, and calm, and the four of them were not hurt at all. From this point of view, is Xu Zifan really in danger?

At this moment, although Tian Boguang couldn't understand why Xu Zifan gave the heroes the feeling that he was hurt and unable to do so, he could vaguely feel that Xu Zifan had a conspiracy and had no good intentions towards the heroes.

boom!

The battle in the field was getting hot at this moment, the ground was shaking, energy rioting, and the strong wind swept through, and the dazzling light was very dazzling, making it difficult to open your eyes.

After a long time, the strong wind stopped and the dust settled. After everything calmed down, the heroes around looked at the field.

"What's the situation? The Huashan Sword Demon died at his own hands?" Someone was surprised, his face full of confusion.

"Are you blind? That's not the one who is the Huashan Sword Demon. It's the famous gangster owl of the Beiming Camel Peak, but he was imprisoned by the Huashan Sword Demon." Someone said loudly, feeling extremely relaxed.

"Haha, Huashan Sword Demon is dead, deserved it!" Someone showed anger on his face. He had a relative who was killed by Xu Zifan outside the Liu Mansion in Hengyang City.

And in the battlefield, at this moment, there was a faint purple mist, looming and ethereal, like purple gauze, covering within ten meters of radius.

"Brother Xu, wuwu..." Liu Jing looked at the scene in the field and cried loudly, with pear blossoms on her face raining, which made people feel very distressed. At this moment, scenes of the past appeared in her mind. After Xu Zifan entered the Liu Mansion to save her, his father and younger brother, Xu Zifan's figure was engraved in the depths of her mind, and she will never forget this life.

Then he walked from Liu's mansion to Songshan. Although Xu Zifan didn't say much, she could feel that Xu Zifan was very good to her and taught her martial arts seriously.

Thinking of this, tears in Liu Jing's eyes became more and more. Tears were falling from a beautiful face that exuded heroic spirit. Then he threw away the long sword in his hand and ran towards Xu Zifan.

"Brother Xu, why is this happening? Woo woo..." Qu Feiyan's face was dull at this time, unable to believe what he saw in front of him, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

Then she ran towards Xu Zifan like Liu Jing, but no matter how hard she tried, there seemed to be an invisible wall in the air blocking them from approaching Xu Zifan.

When he noticed the abnormality, Qu Feiyan reacted first, and his dull face quickly returned to normal. He looked weird and cunning and cute. He grabbed Liu Jing, who was heartbroken next to him and joked: "Sister Liu, are you interested in Brother Xu?"

"Fefei, when is it? You still..." Liu Jing was sad and suddenly was pulled by Qu Feiyan. She felt a little dissatisfied, but then she also reacted and said to Qu Feiyan: "Brother Xu, he is fine?"

"Haha, my good sister, you are really worried and confused! If Brother Xu has something to do, why can't we get to his side? That is, Brother Xu's magical skills are superb and his internal skills are unfathomable, so he can control our steps in this way." Qu Feiyan explained with a smile and said jokingly.

"Who is Brother Xu?" Although Liu Jing believed what Qu Feiyan said at this time, he was still a little worried and said as he looked at the scene.

At this time, following Liu Jing's eyes, I saw many monks lying around the field. These monks were dying, weak, pale, and looked overly exhausted. They could not stand up alone when they lay there. They were the Eighteen Arhats Bronze Man and Master Yuankong.

Xu Zifan stood there, his eyes closed slightly, and a wisp of blood at the corner of his mouth was particularly bright and dazzling. There was a fat and bloated hunch on his side. It was Mu Gaofeng. At this time, the long sword in Mu Gaofeng's hand pierced Xu Zifan's chest, and the tip of the sword had already touched Xu Zifan's skin.

From a distance, this scene is like Xu Zifan being assassinated by a sword.

"Senior brother..."

"Senior brother..."

“Master…Master…”

At this moment, someone in the distance called out that it was the dragon claw monk with a broken hand, the evil monk of the crazy sword and Zuo Lengchan who had suffered internal injuries. They wanted to come over to rescue the Shaolin people, and the disciples of the Songshan Sect and the martial arts heroes in the distance were also ready to start walking here.

"Dang chang..."

Suddenly, a crisp sound of metal falling to the ground came from the battlefield.

The heroes suddenly stopped because they understood that another shocking change occurred in the field.

Everyone looked up and saw that the long sword that stabbed Xu Zifan's chest was broken into pieces and fell to the ground in one stroke.

Seeing this scene, the accomplices around them had a bad premonition, and then their eyes shrank sharply. When they looked at Xu Zifan, they all showed a look of fear and disbelief.

"The Eighteen Arhats Bronze Man Formation is really good!" At this moment, Xu Zifan suddenly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a white lightning flashing through the void, and then the divine light in his eyes returned to peace.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at the eighteen Arhat bronze man who was exhausted and lying in a row on the ground around him, and said, "No! Are you tired?"

At this moment, the Eighteen Arhats Bronze Man raised his head weakly and looked at Xu Zifan, with a pale face filled with horror and anger.

At this time, I could no longer help it, and they broke the verbs one after another, cursing in their hearts: "You are so perverted, do you think everyone is the same as you? Forget it, your skills are so profound, your endurance is still so strong! You are simply not like a human."

Actually, if you think about it carefully, it is not a wonder that these Shaolin monks commented on Xu Zifan like this. You should know that other martial arts masters, no matter how deep their skills are, they will be consumed to death by others using wheel tactics. However, Xu Zifan is a pervert. Today, he will fight with so many martial arts masters in turn, and he will not be exhausted. His inner breath seems to be endless and will never be exhausted. He is simply not like a human.
Chapter completed!