Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

At this time, how could the old man Xiahou not know that the person standing there was not him at all, it was just a deception.

After discovering this situation, the old man Xiahou immediately felt nervous and quickly released his spiritual consciousness to search for him. At the same time, he also immediately released a layer of protective energy to take precautions.

But just when he wanted to escape from this place, a cold voice sounded behind him!

"Hey, fellow Taoist, stop looking, I'm here."

At some point, Wu Fan had already arrived behind this person. After letting out a weird laugh, he didn't give the other person a chance to escape. He picked up the Sky-Shaking Hammer and hit his head with it.

This sudden incident shocked the old man Xiahou, but his reaction was extremely fast. Although he had no time to escape, he turned his head to one side as much as possible and moved half of his body sideways.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the protective aura around the old man Xiahou suddenly shattered. But Wu Fan used all his strength with this hammer. How could he just smash the protective aura? After the giant hammer penetrated the Gangqi, it instantly hit his left shoulder.

Soon, a shrill scream suddenly came out, and at this time, the entire left arm of the old man Xiahou fell down in response, and red blood suddenly spattered everywhere. At the same time, his face became abnormally pale, and his eyes were full of fear. and a look of spite.

But this person is worthy of being a late-stage Jindan monk, and his psychological quality is not ordinary. He can still remain calm in such a crisis. In a flash, he quickly distanced himself from Wu Fan and hurriedly He took out a talisman and placed it on his left arm. From the bloody wound, the blood immediately stopped flowing out.

"Damn it, boy, you're looking for death!"

In anger, the old man Xiahou suddenly shouted angrily, and as soon as he finished speaking, he used thunderous means to attack Wu Fan.

But at this moment, a sweet laughter came from behind him!

"Hehe, old man, have you forgotten me?"

When the old man Xiahou heard this voice, his expression suddenly changed. In desperation, he quickly formed a protective aura on his body, and at the same time subconsciously turned his head to look.

But the moment he turned his head to look over, he saw a pair of ruby-like eyes. At this moment, his mind "buzzed" and he instantly lost consciousness, as if he was stupid, and stood there. There was no movement there.

At the same time, three light blue sword energies suddenly shot out from behind him, and after just a flash, they hit him.

When the first sword energy passed, the protective energy on this person immediately dissipated, unable to stop him at all. Of course, the sword energy also dissipated at the same time.

The second and third sword energy followed closely, passing through the old man Xiahou's head and heart in an instant.

Since then, a dignified late-stage Jindan cultivator, and also a very famous swordsman cultivator overseas, died like this.

From Wu Fan smashing his arm, to Ling'er using his innate magical power to control this person, and finally to Wu Fan using Qingyuan Sword Qi to destroy him, it actually only happened in an instant.

It can be said that Wu Fan and Ling'er cooperated flawlessly in this series of attacks.

………

"Hehe, master, how are you? I made the move quite well this time, didn't I?"

After Ling'er took off the old man Xiahou's storage bag, he instantly turned into a white shadow and came to Wu Fan, then asked with a sweet smile, obviously asking for credit!

"Well, yes, there has been some progress recently, and it deserves praise!"

When Wu Fan heard this, he nodded and chuckled, and at the same time reached out to take the storage bag, but he turned over and put it away without even looking at it.

"Haha, Brother Wu, you really impress me. A swordsman in the late Jindan stage is actually allowed to be killed so easily by you. I really admire you."

"But having said that, if it hadn't been for your strength, Brother Wu, I would have been dead long ago. How could I still be alive today? Now that all the members of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect have been basically killed, the Heavenly Gang Divine Tree must also be ours. It’s in the bag.”

Dong Zhuojun also ran over at this time, and saw an excited look on his face. After laughing loudly, he started talking non-stop.

But his face was a little pale, and he looked weak when he spoke. It was obvious that the injury inside his body was not serious.

"Haha, Brother Dong is so flattering to me. How can I be as powerful as you said? If I hadn't bought this puppet at the auction, I wouldn't have dared to follow the people of Wanjian Sect to come here. I'm afraid I would have already I'll take you away."

After Wu Fan heard this, he turned to look at Dong Zhuojun, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and his words seemed very low-key.

"So you got this puppet at an auction? This really surprised me. I had made some guesses before, but it turned out to be true!"

"But I have to say, brother Wu, you have really strong financial resources. You know, such a powerful and cherished puppet is not something ordinary people can afford. Alas! Brother Wu, you are really enviable."

"But having said that, you don't have to be too modest. I have seen your strength all this time. I am afraid that even without this puppet, you can easily escape from this person. And if it were me If so, I’m afraid it will be a dead end.”

After hearing this, Dong Zhuojun's eyes suddenly showed a look of realization, so he looked at the puppet in the distance with envy, but when he said the last word, he couldn't help but sigh, obviously speaking from the heart, implying that he believed he was no match for Wu Fan.

"Haha, Brother Dong, you don't have to say that. If it weren't for Ling'er's help, and if it weren't for the fact that I was a body cultivator, my strength would actually be just that, far from what you said."

"As for this puppet, I'm afraid you're the only one who doesn't know. In fact, the finale item of the last auction was it, but you didn't go at the time. Okay, let's not hesitate, let's get rid of the other two first. Then hurry up and find the Tiangang Divine Tree."

Wu Fan shook his head and chuckled, not wanting to say anything more, so he was polite again, and then urged.

"Well, good, we really should hurry up to prevent other people from coming."

After hearing this, Dong Zhuojun nodded in agreement, and then rushed to Qin and Li.

Wu Fan and Ling'er looked at each other, and then followed him quickly.

...

At the same time, in a formation light shield more than ten miles away, Qin and Li were extremely frightened and even felt desperate.

They never thought that they would be defeated, and defeated by a Jindan early stage cultivator.

If this matter were to be told, who would believe it?

You know, they have one late stage, two middle stage, and four early stage cultivators, not counting those disciples.

But in the end, they still lost.