"Shameless!"

Wenren Mu Xue secretly despised him, but seeing that Lu Fan said so, there must be his reason, so he no longer insisted.

Seeing that Lu Fan would not pursue the matter, the others also said goodbye and left. In the huge villa hall, only a few acquaintances were left in an instant.

The Cao family and the Nangong family also left.

Before leaving, they all looked at Lu Fan deeply, without saying a word, and left with great strides.

As we watched the dinner tonight, it was about to come to an end.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by the trembling of the earth, a stream of light suddenly enveloped the entire banquet hall, especially at the gate, which was even more murderous intent, as if countless sharp sword blades locked the door tightly and emitted a terrifying murderous aura!

"What's going on?"

Wenren Mu Xue's face changed, and she thought that Qi Qian was killing him and returned, wanting to take revenge.

But Lu Fan looked at him faintly, and a ball of black gray that had been lying quietly not far from Lu Fan's feet suddenly turned into a black shadow and rushed out towards the gate!

"Bang!"

The black shadow hit the sword energy and was bounced away directly. Not only did it say that the figure was weakened several times. It fell to the ground, wriggling, struggling, rolling wildly, but was nailed to death and could no longer move half an inch.

Lu Fan smiled and walked over slowly.

"Who are you? What formation is this! What are you going to do?!"

In the shocked eyes of Wenren Mu Xue and others, the black shadow turned into a human form at a speed visible to the naked eye, lying on the ground, looking at Lu Fan with horror on his face.

Moreover, this voice is filled with a kind of indescribable fear that penetrates deep into the bones!

"Is it really a ghost?"

Lu Fan looked at the figure under his feet in surprise, with a look of surprise flashing in his eyes: "I have dealt with some secret techniques in Nanyang before and met Xue Mantong, but this is the first time I have seen a real ghost."

"Now, ancient martial arts practitioners are all external forces, based on true qi, tempering several bodies, increasing the physical medium that can use true qi, thereby exerting the strongest power."

"The lost ancient martial arts records a lot of ways to cultivate the soul, temper the soul's accuracy, and finally gather the three flowers to the top and become immortals."

At this time, two figures appeared at the gate covered by the sword energy.

One is Sako Hoshino, and the other is Ancient Style!

Gu Feng strode in, looked at the black shadow curled up at Lu Fan's feet, and whispered: "In ancient martial arts, it is said that as long as you practice to a certain level, you can rely on the art of leaving the body to resist disasters with your body and use your body to overcome some disasters that you would not have been able to survive."

"In other words, these so-called Kunlun envoys are most likely those who abandoned their physical bodies and chose to hide at a certain point before the world's general trend came?" Lu Fan said curiously.

"Very likely."

Gu Lao nodded and looked at the figure: "Tell me truthfully what era did you live in, what sect you belonged to, and what you experienced."

"I, I don't know what you are talking about, but you'd better let me go quickly, otherwise..."

"Or what?"
Chapter completed!