Sign In For A Thousand Years, I Will Open The Gate Of Heaven With My Sword

Chapter 125: The Sword God is Fleeing

Shen Qing opened the door and entered.

Xu Fan was drinking tea and asked, “How is it?”

Shen Qing: “Fan senior, there is a saber disciple with a white talisman on his waist who is patrolling outside. It seems to be the same group of people we met before.”

Xu Fan: “That kind of talisman has a reaction to me. Let’s avoid them and set off at dark.”.

Shen Qing was a little puzzled, “Fan senior, your strength should not be afraid of them, why should we escape… avoid them?”.

Shen Qing seemed to feel that the word was sharper, and immediately changed his mouth.

Xu Fan smiled faintly, “My goal is the Juetian Mountains, and I can’t grow branches.”

Shen Qing nodded helplessly, he still wanted to see Fan senior’s peerless Sword Technique, a little unwilling.

Shen Qing: “Where senior, we go to Tongzhou. There are three roads. The first road is the closest, and it passes through Xuzhou. There is no need to detour. The next day is the road on the left, passing Lanzhou. There is the last one, which is the furthest. , Bypass Dazhou and enter Tongzhou.”

Xu Fan: “There must be a disciple of the Unfeeling Sword Sect on the straight road to intercept, go around, go to Dazhou, this is the safest road.”.

Shen Qing nodded, then the air fell silent, and Xu Fan said lightly: “How? Are you curious about my identity?”.

Shen Qing nodded, and then shook his head again, “No matter what your status is, you have saved me. I will definitely bring him to Tongzhou. It’s just…”.

Xu Fan: “Just what?”.

Shen Qing looked at Xu Fan and hesitated for a while and said: “Our Wuzhou Chamber of Commerce has our own intelligence system, and our transportation teams also have the responsibility of collecting and disseminating information. Just now I got a message when I was exchanging information.”

Xu Fan: “Say!”

Shen Qing: “The descendants of the Sword God will go to the Forbidden Land, and countless Dongzhou cultivators and forces will go to the Juetian Mountain Range.

Xu Fan: “I see.”

Shen Qing nodded, as if he still wanted to say something, but in the end he didn’t say anything and backed out.

Xu Fan knew that Shen Qing had already guessed his identity.

Telling him this news was also to remind him that countless people were waiting for him in the Juetian Mountains and advised him not to go.

Xu Fan has his own plan, the Juetian Mountain Range is vast, and there is more than one entrance to the mountain.

With Xu Fan’s current strength, when the time comes, choose an entrance with weak defensive strength and just break in.

In the middle of the night, a snow eagle rose into the sky.

At the same time, in the inn, the lights are brightly lit, and people are constantly coming in and out of them, carrying rolls of scrolls, without the quietness of the night.

A big map is placed on a big table made up of four wooden square tables.

Several people Yang Peifeng stood at the table looking at the map.

On the map, one circle shows the location of the Death disciples all the way.

There are sixteen circles in total, and sixteen waves of disciples have died, which also proves that Xu Fan has killed the disciples of sixteen waves of unfeeling Sword Sect.

All the way, except for the disciple’s body, there was no gain. The fourth man pointed to the land under his feet, and said depressedly: “No, no matter which route he takes, it should be his only way. Why haven’t you found him yet?”.

Yang Peifeng looked at the sixteen circles quietly, and said in a low voice: “Don’t wait anymore, he may be one step ahead of us and leave.”

Yang Peifeng stretched out his hand and drew a line along sixteen circles on the map.

Yang Peifeng: “He came along this route!”

The old fourth was surprised, “How is this possible? He is taking a detour? He killed so many of us along the way? How could it be possible to arrive before us?”.

Yang Peifeng: “Unexpectedly, this invincible sword god is actually on the run. Every time he encounters our disciples, he will kill with one blow! Then he flees away immediately without wasting any time.”.

Fourth: “That’s impossible. How can his injured body move so fast? Faster than our Yukong?”.Yang Peifeng said faintly: “What’s impossible? Demonic Beasts who are faster than the Emperor Realm on the mainland are not rare.”.

The fourth child was still a little unbelievable, “He took a step before us, and then escaped?”.

Yang Peifeng nodded, then, with a big wave of his hand, he drew three road lines on the map, exactly what Shen Qing said.

Yang Peifeng: “Choose one of these three routes. This is our last chance.”

The old fourth pointed his finger at the one with the shortest distance, and Yang Peifeng shook his head.

He said that sentence again, “Unexpectedly, it’s impossible to imagine that one person destroyed the sword god Xizhou of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, and he was actually at large.”.

Then, he became extremely angry, “Escaped, he actually escaped! Sword God is actually at large!!! Disgusting!!!”.

In Yang Peifeng’s heart, the image of the sword god collapsed.

He furiously shot out his sword, and cut the map and the wooden table below it with a sword.

The map was flying, Yang Peifeng reached out and took the map with the farthest route, and said sharply: “This one, our two emperor realm peaks, with all our strength, can catch up! Go!”.

Fourth old: “This one?”.

When he raised his head again, Yang Peifeng had already walked outside the house.

The fourth child had no choice but to keep up with cursing, “You are a lunatic, did you choose the right path? Just go out in a hurry and don’t think about it anymore?”.

Although the mouth keeps chattering, but the body is very honest.

Two rainbow lights disappeared into the sky instantly.

A white eagle swept through the sky.

Xu Fan suddenly said: “Shen Qing, speed up!”.

Shen Qing: “Why…”.

Xue Ying screamed impatiently.

A voice came from behind, and there was a domineering and ruthless sword.

“Ahead, but Xizhou Sword God!”

Two figures, extremely fast, were chasing Xue Ying.

Xu Fan slowly got up, stood on top of Xueying, and looked at the two figures behind him.

He has a long sword on his back and a white jade symbol on his waist.

Unfeeling Sword Sect disciple!

The disciple walking in front of the sky attracted Xu Fan’s attention. It was Yang Peifeng, who was too strong in his sword and he was domineering and unrelenting.

The fit between him and his cultivated Sword Technique is almost perfect, and his character is born for the unfeeling Sword Technique!

It’s another hard fight.

Xu Fan spoke, his voice confident and flat, “Unfeeling Sword Sect?”

In the rear, Yang Peifeng and Yang Peifeng were still pursuing Yukong, their speed continued, “Exactly!”

Xu Fan: “The Unfeeling Sword Sect, the second largest Sword Sect in East Continent, also fell in love with my Sword Technique? Want to grab it?”.

Yang Peifeng: “Sect originally meant that the Sword God is dead. The Sword God inheritance is naturally virtuous. Naturally, I have no love for the Sword Sect.”

Xu Fan: “Now?”

Yang Peifeng: “In my heart, the sword god who wiped out Wanjian Mountain with a single sword is still dead! What is in front of me now is just a lingering rat, inherited from the sword god, and constantly running away!”.

Xu Fan was taken aback for a moment, without replying.

Yang Peifeng shouted angrily: “My generation of sword repairers should hold a three-foot long sword, set the world and go to death for the sake of justice in Xizhou. This is the sword god in my heart!”.

Yang Peifeng: “You greedy rat who is afraid of death! Take it to death! Kill your heart!”