Supreme Killer

Chapter One Fifty Nine Leaving

It was night, when Xiao Fan was holding a bladeless epee to practice combat skills in the yard, there was a burst of breaking through the air. I have to say that compared with the Shura sword, although the attack power of the bladeless sword was improved a lot, the speed was slower. At least half.

After half a cup of tea, Xiao Fan stopped. The spirit power in his body was not nearly exhausted. Xiao Fan's face showed a bit of bitterness: "Explosive power is far from enough. Long-term use of a bladeless sword is more than explosive. It will improve a lot, and endurance will reach a new level."

Putting away the Wufeng Sword, Xiao Fan took a shower and returned to the room. His eyes fell on a black wooden box on the table. This was what his father Xiao Changfeng left for him.

These days there has been no time to open until now.

Xiao Fan was a little nervous and curious, and he thought to himself: "It won't be easy to think of things that Mo Tianya has kept for more than ten years."

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Fan closed his eyes and opened the wooden box, then slowly opened his eyes and looked into the wooden box.

"A letter? A piece of jade pendant?" Xiao Fan whispered, how could there be only two simple things?

However, he tossed and found the box several times, except for a purple jade pendant and a yellowed letter paper, there was really nothing.

"Chu?" Picking up the jade pendant, Xiao Fan saw a "Chu" engraved on the other side of the jade pendant. Other than that, there was nothing special.

"Jade is a good jade, it's gentle to start, and it's not bad for a refreshing sleep. If it's in a previous life, it's probably going to sell for a sky-high price." Xiao Fan thought to himself.

There was originally a black rope strung on the jade, and there was no need to specifically find a rope to string it together. Xiao Fan directly hung the jade pendant around his neck, with clothes blocking it, and usually invisible at all.

Condensing his mind, Xiao Fan's gaze was then placed on the letter and slowly opened, Xiao Fan's brow twisted into a twist.

"Live well—Xiao Changfeng!"

There are only these eight words in his heart, which makes Xiao Fan feel an urge to scold his mother. What does it mean?

After a long time, Xiao Fan calmed down, took a deep breath, and looked at the bright moon outside the window. Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I will live well."

When Ye Xiaofan had a dream, he dreamed of his father and mother, but the picture was very vague, so that he could not capture the real face.

Early the next morning, Xiao Fan, Xiaojin and Fatty left the Shenfeng Academy, left Yancheng, and embarked on the journey of the Xueyue Dynasty.

"Lao San, the road on the left leads to the Xueyue Dynasty, and the road on the right leads to the Soul Beast Mountain Range, which way to go?" The fat man stood at the fork in the road, looking at Xiao Fan and asked.

"How do you want to go?" Xiao Fan smiled.

"The road on the left, although it is very safe, has to go around a big circle outside the Soul Beast Mountain Range. The right one, needless to say, is dangerous, but it can cross the peaks that extend from the Soul Beast Mountain Range and lead directly to the Xueyue Dynasty. The imperial city of Moon Dynasty is not far from the Soul Beast Mountain Range," said the fat man.

"Why don't that, we didn't come out to play." Xiao Fan walked directly to the left. After a few steps, he looked back at the fat man and said: "I said the second child, you seem to have a great deal of Xueyue Imperial City. Familiar look, what? Are you from the Xueyue Dynasty?"

"Xueyue Imperial City is a fart, my brother's background tells you, I'm afraid to startle you." The fat man slapped him, directly surpassing Xiao Fan, his eyes flashed gloomily.

Xiao Fan didn't say a word, he knew that Fatty must also have an unknown story. When Luo Chen was killed at that time, he seemed to be a different person. That aura was definitely not something ordinary people should have.

It's just that if the fat guy doesn't say it, it's not easy for him to ask. Some things will naturally come to light when the time comes.

Half a month later, in the depths of the soul beast mountain range, a mournful roar came out, and a huge soul beast fell down in response.

"The soul beast in the early stage of the fifth stage is really not challenging." The fat man walked to the corpse of the soul beast with his upper body naked, and took out a fifth-tier soul crystal.

The two of them stayed in the Soul Beast Mountain Range for half a month, looking unkempt, and the fat man's fat was a few kilograms less.

"Be careful, this is already in the depths of the spirit beast mountain range, and it is very likely that you will encounter a sixth-order spirit beast." Xiao Fan is still very cautious.

"Lao San, don't worry. At most, there will only be Tier 5 spirit beasts in this place. Passing through this central area, Tier 5 spirit beasts are rare." The fat man didn't care, and said: "Ah, what a pity, The body of the fifth-order spirit beast is wasted, and my soul ring is full, otherwise I can sell it for a good price."

"I have a few more." Xiao Fan casually threw a soul ring to the fat man. There were many soul rings on his body, all of which were his trophies in the past few months.

"The four hundred thousand lower-grade soul stones are in hand." The fat man smiled and put the soul beast corpse into the soul ring, and said with a smile: "Keep walking, and we will arrive at the Xueyue Dynasty in half a month."

Xiao Fan nodded, touched Xiaojin's head, and the three of them continued to move forward.

Passing through the two mountain peaks, the sky gradually darkened, the waning moon hung high, and the cool breeze hit people.

The neighing sound of soul beasts sounded, adding a bit of coolness to the night. Xiao Fan and the three hid behind a huge boulder, picked up some dry wood and lit the bonfire. Under the beating of the flames, their faces became red. .

The roasted delicacy was sandwiched on the campfire. The fat man wiped the greasiness from his mouth and gave Xiao Fan a thumbs up: "The third child, you have a good craftsmanship. Blessed will be whoever marries you in the future."

"Heh." Xiao Fan smiled bitterly, picked up a piece of roasted meat and threw it to Xiao Jin. Xiao Jin bit it in his mouth and began to gobble it up.

"Think of the little witch again?" The fat man chewed on the delicious food in his mouth and said, "The third child, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Our brothers are united. What can stop us under the sky?"

Xiao Fan smiled, did not speak, and began to practice while sitting cross-legged. The fat man flicked the bonfire a few times with his hands, and the flames burned, and then he also meditated.

At this moment, Xiao Jin let out a low roar, swallowed the meat on his paws, and then skewered towards the jungle beside him, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Fan and Fatty sat quietly, but they didn't notice.

In the dead of night, the cool breeze was getting colder and colder, making a whining sound, as if someone was crying.

Ruoyouruowu's footsteps sounded with the sound of the wind, and two golden rays of light approached quietly, slowly approaching where Xiao Fan and Fatty were sitting.

It was a golden lion five or six meters long. Under the moonlight, its hair was burning like a golden flame.

Tier 5 soul beast, Golden Flame Lion!

Seeing that the two did not find themselves, the Golden Flame Lion stepped closer.

Fifty meters!

Thirty meters!

Ten meters!

Seeing getting closer and closer, the golden flame lion spit out fangs, showing a hideous color, and a cruel light flashed in his eyes.

With a swish, the golden flame lion struck out, ten meters away, for it to be close at hand, thinking that two humans could become their own food, the eyes became more excited.

Xiao Fan and Fatty had never opened their eyes. Originally, they had Xiaojin's guardian, and the two of them were very immersed in their cultivation. How could they know that a soul beast would approach at this moment.

When the golden flame lion's claws approached Xiao Fan for half a meter, there was a puff, a black wind blew across, and the golden flame lion's eyes showed fear, and it was too late to escape.

puff!

The black wind swept across the head of the Golden Flame Lion, and the whole body was like a thin sheet of paper, torn apart by the black wind.

In the lingering eyes of the Golden Flame Lion, he saw a black-clothed man, holding a huge black sword in his hand, and staring at him with cold eyes.