Chapter 428

Across the river bank, the Dragon Sword people saw this scene and their hair stood up.

Although the distance can be hundreds of meters, you can still feel the terror of the two flame dragons.

Dragon sword's eyes were full of horror.

Even though he is well-informed and experienced, he has never seen such terrible magic powers that even human souls can be burned.

……

In the depths of the towering Mount Emei.

Here, there are strange peaks and mountains, few people, many dragons and snakes, and tourists can't get through at all.

Over here, it is shrouded in thick fog all year round, like a fairyland, covering hundreds of miles. Even satellites can't capture the scenery below.

Even planes can't get through the thick fog. It has become a restricted area of Mount Emei.

Deep in the clouds, there is an ancient temple, built on the cliffs, below which is an open platform.

This platform protrudes from the middle of the mountain to form a natural viewing platform. Below is the cliff.

At this time, in the deepest part of this ancient temple is the ancestral hall of the palace family.

In the dimly lit ancestral hall, the memorial tablets of ancestors of all dynasties are enshrined on the memorial table, and there is a brand of divine knowledge hidden in the memorial tablets.

Click!

Suddenly, one of the tablets engraved with Gong Ziyu cracked, indicating that the man was dead.

An old man sat on the futon under the confession and fiercely opened his eyes, like a lightning breaking through the sky, bringing a flash of light to the dark ancestral hall.

"Huh?"

"Although that Gong Ziyu is a traitor of my palace family and has been away for more than ten years, he is still a member of my palace family and was killed!"

"It's outrageous. We should find the murderer at all costs and break up thousands of corpses!"

When the old man gave an order, he saw the shadow shaking in the dark corner. A man in black seemed to come out of the folding space.

"Yes!"

The man in black took his orders.

……

After Li Xiaofan killed Gong Ziyu, he took away his iron fan.

It's definitely a treasure to be able to withstand his punch.

Then, he threw himself in a flash, floated away and chased Murong blade.

At the beginning, he left a mark of divine knowledge on Murong blade. Even if the other party fled to the ends of the earth, they could not escape his palm.

There is a large purple bamboo forest a few miles away from the villa of Murong blade.

The purple bamboo forest is connected to the mountain. The purple bamboo forest under the moon night makes a rustling sound when the mountain wind blows, just like the sound of zither, which constantly reverberates between the valleys, making it more quiet.

Suddenly, beside a path in the purple bamboo forest, the ground was suddenly lifted up, revealing a dark passage underground.

Then, he saw a head sticking out of the tunnel and looked around. After confirming that there was no one in the forest, he jumped out and ran desperately towards the mountain behind him.

In the moonlight, the man stumbled and ran in a panic. It was Murong blade who had just escaped from the tunnel.

Murong blade was terrified and looked back from time to time.

You know, Gong Ziyu's divine knowledge is also imprinted on him.

But now, the brand of divine knowledge has disappeared, which proves that Gong Ziyu has been killed.

This is also the brand left by Gong Ziyu in order to protect him against accidents.

Of course, the trace mark left by Li Xiaofan can't be noticed at all with his great cultivation.

"Hum, Li Xiaofan, I underestimated you. I didn't expect even Gong Ziyu to die in your hands."

"No, I have to call grandpa right away about this. I'll eradicate you anyway and avoid future trouble..."

Thinking of this, Murong blade hid behind a big tree and took out his mobile phone to call grandpa Murong Tianci.

"Hello... Grandpa..."

It's just that the phone has just been connected and Murong blade hasn't talked about business yet.

Suddenly, his mobile phone fell to the ground, and his whole body stood stiff. He looked at the front as if he had seen a ghost, and his eyes were filled with horror.

Not far in front of him, a ghostly figure appeared. He was walking towards him with his back hands. It was Li Xiaofan.

Li Xiaofan admires the purple bamboo forest in the night and nods in admiration.

"The scenery here is good! It's just suitable for burying people."

"Eh, Murong blade, why don't you call? Go on, continue to call the old man Murong Tianci and ask him to come and save you."

Murong blade fell into the handset on the ground, and an old voice came.

"Hey, blade, what's the matter? Talk, what's the matter..."

But Murong blade didn't want to pick up his mobile phone. He turned around and ran away. He accidentally crushed his mobile phone.

"Ha ha, I see where you can go!" Li Xiaofan shook his head and smiled contemptuously, followed by his back hands, as if the hunter was teasing his prey. However, Murong blade is also a martial artist with great internal strength. According to the truth, he is so young and has such accomplishments. He is already the leader of the young generation. Even if he looks at the whole dragon capital, he is also a young leader. But compared with Li Xiaofan, he is still far away. One is the nine day dragon and the other is the loach in the small puddle. How can we speak in the same breath. Therefore, he was like a lost dog in the face of Li Xiaofan's pursuit. Li Xiaofan was not in a hurry to kill him, and pointed to a stroke in the air, and a golden sword Qi broke through the air. Murong blade heard the strong wind coming behind him and was scared to dodge. The sword Qi rubbed his body and cut a big stone in half. The incision was as smooth as a mirror. Just now, if he hid slowly, his life would be lost. Whoosh! Murong blade tried his best to escape into the depths of the mountain. Hiss, hiss, hiss! Later, Li Xiaofan kept playing sword Qi in the process of chasing, just like a hunter chasing an injured hare. In front, Murong blade dodged left and right, fled in confusion, and his clothes were cut by branches. Because the dodging was half a beat slow, he was hurt several places by the sword Qi one after another. The blood and water mixed with cold sweat soaked his clothes. He was unkempt and extremely embarrassed. Where was there any prestige of the three dragons. Behind him, Li Xiaofan followed unhurriedly, with strange peaks, mountains and sheep intestines. At his feet, he walked on the ground. His figure was a few meters away, and he always kept a certain distance from Murong blade. Hiss! Another sword breath was fired. The sword breath condensed into silk thread, like a spring silkworm spitting silk and shooting towards the Murong blade. Murong blade looked back and was scared to death. He instinctively dodged nearby. Bang! But unexpectedly, next to it was a stone. He hit his head, broke his head and fell to the ground. Waiting for him to dodge, it was too late. The sword Qi pierced his lower leg instantly, and even his lower leg bones were broken. The sword Qi penetrated his body and went directly into the rock below. It was like cutting tofu. It can be seen how powerful this blow was. Murong blade turned pale with fear. Holding the injured leg, he struggled to stand up. Just a few steps forward, he fell to the ground again. When he wanted to stand up, Li Xiaofan had caught up with him. He slapped his face and hit Murong blade's face firmly.