Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

But at this moment, Wu Fan seemed to sense something, and he couldn't help but frown, so the trajectory of the Sky-Shaking Hammer that was swung at the woman named Lan suddenly changed, and it quickly hit the left side.

I saw that in that direction, there was a sword light three feet long, exuding a majestic pressure and flying towards me at a very fast speed. It only flashed for a few times before it came close.

And this powerful silver sword energy was inspired by the old man Xia Hou in the distance.

Although he hadn't arrived yet, with his late stage strength, the attack range was extremely far. As soon as he got closer, he immediately rushed to the rescue impatiently.

After Wu Fan discovered this, he had no choice but to stop killing the woman surnamed Lan, and then hurriedly stopped her, because he could feel that if he was hit by this sword energy, even his Heavenly Demon Tyrant Body Technique would not be able to do anything at all. If you can't stop it, you will definitely die in the end.

With a loud bang, the sword light was instantly scattered. At the same time, Wu Fan's body was also knocked away. He barely stopped until he was more than ten feet away, but his expression couldn't help but Yi Bai, it was obvious that this attack would be very difficult even for him to follow.

When Wu Fan stood firm, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the old man Xiahou in the distance, with a look of horror in his eyes.

When he was under the volcano before, he also fought against a late-stage Jindan monk, but the strength of that man and the old man Xiahou could be said to be worlds apart. It can be seen from this that a sword energy he casually wielded was so powerful. , He is truly a powerful sword cultivator.

At this moment, Wu Fan couldn't help but become serious, and even stopped chasing the woman named Lan who took this opportunity to escape.

"Hmph, boy, you are really looking for death. How dare you go against what I said. Do you really think you can get out of here alive?"

The old man Xiahou was already not far away at this time. When he took a look at the golden light radiating from Wu Fan's body, he did not dare to rush in immediately. Instead, he stood outside and shouted coldly with a gloomy expression.

"Fellow Taoist, if you have the ability, just kill me. There is no need to show a domineering attitude. I am not a member of your Wanjian Sect, and I don't need to obey your orders. As for whether I can leave alive, then It depends on how good you are!"

After Wu Fan heard this, he couldn't help but sneered, and then said angrily.

"What do you think of my abilities? Haha...! What a joke. I have been traveling overseas for hundreds of years, and few monks of the same level dare to talk to me like this. What do you mean by a young boy in your early stage? Do you really think that? You are an individual cultivator, so you can fight against me?"

After hearing this, the old man Xiahou suddenly raised his head and laughed, with a look of disdain on his face. It was obvious that he did not take Wu Fan seriously.

"Huh?" At this moment, the old man Xia Hou seemed to sense something. He turned his head slightly and looked to the left. Then his face turned cold. He made a hand gesture without any explanation, and pointed behind the woman surnamed Lan. At the same time, a sword light that was the same as before struck out again, as fast as lightning, and went straight to that direction.

"Ling'er, get out of there quickly!"

Wu Fan had sharp eyes and quick hands. After giving a low shout, he thrust one hand at the tortoise-shell shield above his head. The shield immediately moved sideways. At this moment, a white shadow suddenly appeared and turned around to hide behind the tortoise-shell shield.

As a loud noise came out, the sword light suddenly collided with the shield, sparks flew everywhere, the sword light quickly dissipated, and at the same time, the tortoise shell shield was also knocked away.

At the same time, Ling'er glanced at the woman surnamed Lan hatefully, and could only give up the pursuit, and returned behind Wu Fan after a few flashes.

After the woman surnamed Lan saw this scene, she was really overjoyed, and even felt like she was going to survive a disaster, and she hurriedly ran to the old man Xiahou.

At this moment, Dong Zhuojun had also come closer, but his face was somewhat ugly and he did not say a word.

The four early-stage monks, including Li and Qin, also came behind the old man Xiahou at this moment, but these four people looked at Wu Fan with frightened faces, obviously frightened by the scene just now.

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"Brother Dong, you go deal with that woman later. She is seriously injured at the moment. It should be easy for you to deal with this person with your ability. As for the others, you don't need to worry about them. Just leave them to me."

Wu Fan turned around and glanced at Dong Zhuojun, then sent a message to explain.

"Brother Wu, is this okay? Can you deal with this old man by yourself?"

Dong Zhuojun glanced at the old man Xia Hou after hearing this, and then asked with a worried look on his face.

"Brother Dong, don't worry. Since I dare to come here, I have the confidence to deal with him. You just need to do what I say."

Wu Fan's eyes flashed coldly and he said without looking back.

"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll listen to you, Brother Wu!"

After Dong Zhuojun heard this, his eyes turned, so he stopped talking nonsense and nodded in agreement.

"Yes!" Wu Fan nodded, then turned to look at Ling'er and said:

"Ling'er, I will try my best to stop this old man in a moment, but you need to kill the others as quickly as possible, and then come over and help me!"

"Master, don't worry, it's just four early stage monks and some disciples. It won't take me long to kill these people."

Ling'er nodded and chuckled behind him, seemingly unconcerned.

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Another direction!

"Junior sister, how is your injury?"

When the woman surnamed Lan ran over, the old man Xiahou took a careful look at her and couldn't help but asked worriedly!

"Ahem...! Senior brother, I'm seriously injured, I'm afraid I can't fight for a long time!"

The woman surnamed Lan looked up at her senior brother with a pale face, and then said weakly.

"Well, it's okay, just leave it to me next, I will definitely avenge you and Junior Brother Xia!"

The old man Xiahou nodded when he heard the words, and then said coldly with anger on his face and gritted teeth.

The woman surnamed Lan said nothing when she saw this, so she turned her head and looked at the body of the man surnamed Xia in the distance, with an indescribable sadness on her face.

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"Hmph, kid, your death is coming, give me your life!"

The old man Xiahou also looked at the body in front of him, and saw that his eyes twitched, and then he looked at Wu Fan and snorted coldly!

"Okay, then come and take my life!"

Wu Fan sneered when he heard the words, his face full of disapproval, and at the same time he stood there without moving a step, as if waiting for the other party to come and kill him.

"Do you really think that golden light can stop me?"

After seeing this, the old man Xiahou first glanced at the golden light emanating from Wu Fan's body, and he could not help but hesitate, so he did not rush in immediately.

He had seen clearly before that the golden light obviously had the ability to slow down others, which surprised him secretly, and he was still a little afraid in his heart. While he was talking, he was also thinking quickly about countermeasures.