It looked like a human bear, with fists as big as sandbags, and wearing black gloves similar to Xie Mingchen's. He was probably the master in charge of Wucheng Palace, the gray-headed man.

The one on the left, however, has fluttering fairy clothes, a boyish face with white hair, and a white beard, which is most in line with the general definition of the appearance of an old fairy. Of course, if the evil spirit and corpse odor on his body are not so heavy, then the three-inch-long

If you have your nails trimmed, you might be pretending to be a fairy...

The aura and spiritual pressure exuded by these three gods were the strongest, so much so that just the scene of the three of them standing together was like a soldering iron burning directly on Li Fan's retina, and he didn't even look at the other ones.

There is room for people.

"Hmph! What does Mo Zhushan mean? There is no one who can bully me, Luo Feng!"

Li Fan blinked and turned to look, but a Nascent Soul monk in yellow robes jumped out to speak and said with a smile.

"Why do you say this, fellow Taoist? I was afraid that they might have escaped on the road, so I specially packaged it for you. Please check the goods and sign for them. Thank you."

"Hey!" A sound, like a sneer or the sound of a motorcycle's jet, came from under the robe of the Lord Jueyin.

Hearing this strange noise, the leading Nascent Soul monk immediately stopped talking, bowed, and retreated to his place.

Among the six gods in the upper row, a god in green clothes and a tattooed face walked out from the far left. This man seemed to have been shaved and his nose was cut off. There were two conspicuous holes on his face.

Tattoo with tattoo

Another face was drawn on the remaining muscles. The face looked the most ghostly, but it was extremely full of vitality. The whole body exuded an almost blazing Yang Qi, especially the dead evil spirit of the old immortal corpse next to him.

The qi is particularly conflicting.

"As expected, he is that man's disciple. He is extremely daring. However, his cultivation level is a little behind, only at the Nascent Soul realm. I don't think we need to take action. Let's just select a few from the juniors and compare the two styles with him."

"That's fine, Hunter Meng, you come and ask the master of Moshan for advice on two tricks."

The one who spoke was the divine king in black clothes and flowers on the far right. He looked like a man, but he wore a red flower on his head and heavy makeup, looking like an opera singer. There were also big butterfly wings behind him, which was very attractive.

To attract people's attention is to stand with the three divine monarchs above, so as not to be conspicuous.

"Yes, Luo Feng Qifei is not a hunter in the palace. I would like to ask for your advice."

Hearing the summons of the black-clothed God Lord, a Nascent Soul cultivator with a black robe and a red group pattern on his lapel also walked out from among the following Nascent Soul Real Persons. He had tattoos on his face and braided hair.

People from the Central Plains would never have thought that mountain ghosts could also cultivate to the Nascent Soul realm.

Seeing that this group of people were quite polite, Li Fan also said sincerely, "Wait a minute, I'm just here to deliver something, and I have no intention of challenging your faction. Besides, aren't you about to go to war with the Xun Kingdom? Is this the time to employ people?"

At that time, it would be bad if I accidentally killed two of them."

Then a real person with a purple hood and silver armor on his face, flying in the air like a ghost, said, "It doesn't matter, our two lines are mutually exclusive, and we have been friends for a long time, so how can I harm you? It's just a discussion.

, If it is really my fists and feet that destroy your body, there are many flying immortals in our sect, so I will only give you a soldier."

After hearing this, Li Fan sneered and said, "Since all the gods have given you such orders, how dare you disobey me? Fellow Taoist, please enlighten me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he attacked first, using the same old trick, using the technique of Fengyun Longjian, holding the jade flute and using the Xuantian Lightning Sword, and struck the Nascent Soul monk Hunter Meng's head, throat, and heart with three swords in a row.

Instantly retreating to the original place, this move does not even take the blink of an eye, and the other party will certainly not be able to react.

Li Fan smiled and clasped his fists, "I agree."

Who would want to see Master Menghunting spread his hands and say, "What do you want to accept? Are you playing monkey tricks?"

The smile on Li Fan's face froze. Seeing that the six gods above him had no intention of speaking, he could only patiently remind the countryman, "Fellow Taoist, I am just being polite to you. If this is a real sword in my hand,

You have died three times just now."

Master Hunting laughed and jumped sideways, "I have Luo Feng's Dao power to protect my body. Your sword power can't hurt me at all! What's the use of playing such tricks on the battlefield! Don't play these tricks.

Damn it, show your real skills! Let me see what the disciples of Mozhu Mountain are really capable of!"

"Daoli body protection?"

Li Fan frowned, looked at the opponent up and down, hesitated for a moment, then flicked his finger and shot a sword energy to cut off the opponent's thigh.

Master Karimeng screamed and fell to the ground.

...No, are you here to liven up the atmosphere?

"This is the method of Gu Guan. You wouldn't have expected that fellow Taoist practitioners have such a high level of understanding," the old corpse immortal said, "Don't fall in love with those from Qifei Palace. Illusion techniques are useless."

Oh, it turns out that the frog leap just now was an illusion, right? Khan, he thought he was warming up...

"I've heard for a long time about the name of the barefoot thieves and ghosts with terrifying hands! Shan Chao, a disciple of Luo Feng's Jueyin Palace, is here to learn from me!"

This time, the real man in yellow who had scolded Li Fan when he entered the palace jumped out.

"Oh, you asked for the Ghost Hand by name, right? Why do the disciples of Luo Feng Sixth Palace want to try all of my Mo Shan's secret techniques one by one?" Li Fan asked with his arms crossed.

The big warrior general from Wucheng Palace said with a voice as loud as a bell, "Don't bother, we just want to see your claw skills. Who knew you would actually use a sword when you come up? You might as well just use Guipai Mountain."

The Lord's ghostly hand can only be defeated by Shan Chao."

Li Fan also laughed, "Made, he has fought against the gray-headed guy. Don't you know that you have specialized in cracking methods?"

"Okay! Ghost Hands! Please enlighten me!"

So Li Fan jumped up, like a flying eagle attacking a rabbit, and caught Shan Chaotian Linggai with one claw on his head! The evil energy of this palm was wanton, the wind was fierce, and the momentum was terrifying, just like the appearance of a ghost!

Shan Chao's face was solemn. Sure enough, he moved his feet, pointed his sword with his hand, and used the same fingering skills as the gray-headed man. He had to avoid the killer attack of the ghost hand, which destroyed the skull and decapitated the head, and used the fingering counterattack to finish the move.

flaw!

But who would have thought that Li Fan had also predicted his prediction. How could a move he had seen once be effective? So the Ghost Hand suddenly changed his move at the end! Turning claws into palms! Splitting Wind Palm!

"You also called me Barefoot Thief!"

This split wind slapped Shan Chao in the face, causing him to spin three and a half times in the air like a top and fly straight out of the hall.

The six gods of Luo Feng were silent for a while.

The real people around him looked at Li Fan angrily, and they seemed to be eager to come up and ask him for advice.

Li Fan sneered and glared at them, joking that he was invincible at the same level, but he wanted to defeat one of them in a fight with ten!

The big warrior coughed and said, "After all, his skills are not bad."

The leader Jueyin Shenjun also nodded and said, "Li Qingyue of Mozhu Mountain, the founder of the avoidance sect, Mr. Luo Feng, is retreating in the Taiyin Demon Cave. However, now we, Luo Feng Mountain, are undergoing great changes, and we need the old master to take charge of the overall situation.
Chapter completed!