Martial arts start from Lu Ding Ji

Although it wasn't the Emei disciples who were taken captive, Shitai Mie Mie felt quite heavy in his heart.

That kind of light work, she asked herself far better, if the opponent shot her Emei disciple, she didn't know how many people she could protect.

However, the extermination of the Demon Sect this time is inevitable, even if the entire Emei Sect is wiped out, it will not hesitate.

When the disciples saw their master like this, they didn't dare to disturb them. They just experienced such a thing, how could they be able to sleep?

the other side.

After seeing Zhang Wuji chasing Wei Yixiao, Qin Fan got up and followed.

After entering the woods, he followed Zhang Wuji from a distance.

Looking forward, he saw Zhang Wuji galloping through the woods with extremely fast footsteps.

Although Zhang Wuji had never learned any clever light work, the inner strength of Jiuyang was no trivial matter. When running like this, when it comes to speed, it is rare in the arena.

Going forward, there was a blue-gray figure. Although he was carrying a person, his speed was only faster than Zhang Wuji's.

Qin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought to himself: "Wei Yixiao went wrong when he practiced kung fu back then, his body was poisoned by cold, and his kung fu could only be used to the fullest, otherwise his speed would have been a little faster."

Qin Fan followed from a distance, very relaxed and comfortable.

But he saw Wei Yixiao's figure flickered from left to right, up and down, and swept five or six feet. Although there were thorns all over and trees covered it, it didn't affect Wei Yixiao.

On the other hand, Zhang Wuji chased in a straight line. Unless he encountered obstacles such as trees, he would never turn around.

That is the magic of Jiuyang Divine Art to protect the body, otherwise, Zhang Wuji would have been injured outside the skin long ago.

Zhang Wuji chased him all the way, but he couldn't catch up with Wei Yixiao. Thinking that Wei Yixiao sucked human blood, he became more and more anxious.

While chasing, he shouted: "Wei Yixiao, hurry up and release the spider."

"Hahaha, little baby, you have extraordinary internal strength, but unfortunately you haven't learned Qinggong. If you want to catch up with the old bat, go home and practice for a few more years!"

Wei Yi laughed and laughed, and then he let out a long whistle, his figure quickened, and Zhang Wuji was thrown far away in an instant.

Zhang Wuji's heart was very anxious, the Jiuyang Divine Art was in full swing, and the heat wave was rolling all over his body.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up with Wei Yixiao.

Seeing this situation, Qin Fan shook his head.

It seems that Zhang Wuji needs some help.

Let Zhang Wuji owe him a favor, and in the future, he will be able to subdue the other party.

Think of this.

With a light tap of Qin Fan's foot, he swept forward tens of feet in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Zhang Wuji.

Seeing Qin Fan's sudden appearance, Zhang Wuji was startled: "You..."

Qin Fan smiled and said, "You can't catch up with Wei Yixiao like this."

After all, he brought up Zhang Wuji.

The figure swept forward in an instant, and the speed was extremely fast.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji was shocked.

Because, from Qin Fan's body, he actually felt the inner power of the Nine Suns Divine Art, which is of the same origin as himself.

Zhang Wuji's mind was a little confused for a while, and he couldn't figure it out, besides himself, there are still people in this world who can master Jiuyang Divine Art?

You must know that this Jiuyang Divine Art was only fortunately obtained by coincidence.

Could it be that the other party also went to the bottom of the cliff and found the Jiuyang scripture that he buried?

When Zhang Wuji was thinking wildly, Qin Fan was carrying him and using all his strength to perform Treading Wuhen, the speed was really terrifying.

After a few breaths, he had already caught up with Wei Yixiao.

Wei Yixiao felt something, turned his head to look, and was scared to death.

He considers himself the best in the world, but someone has easily caught up with him.

Are you kidding me?

At this moment, Wei Yixiao's figure suddenly stagnated and fell straight down.

Peng fell to the ground with a bang, curled up into a ball, pale and shivering, but it was the cold poison in his body...

And the spider was also thrown aside.

"Spider!"

Zhang Wuji felt anxious when he saw this.

Qin Fan put it down, and Zhang Wuji quickly ran to Zhu'er. Seeing that Zhu'er had just passed out, he was relieved.

"This boy."

Zhang Wuji looked at Qin Fan, with a look of gratitude flashing across his face: "Thank you for your help, I am Zeng Aniu, I am very grateful."

Qin Fan smiled when he heard the words: "You're welcome, you and I have some connections, so it's only right to help you."

Qin Fan's acquisition of the scriptures buried by Zhang Wuji can be regarded as an acceptance of Zhang Wuji's love.

Therefore, Zhang Wuji is also very fond of him.

Moreover, for the mission of the system, Zhang Wuji was so busy that he also wanted to help.

"I don't know your son's name?"

Zhang Wuji saw that Qin Fan was about the same age as him, but his martial arts were so powerful, he couldn't help admiring him.

"Qin Fan."

"So it's Young Master Qin."

"I don't know the origin of what Young Master Qin said?"

He has many questions in his mind.

But he didn't know Qin Fansu, so he couldn't ask rashly.

Qin Fan smiled and was about to speak, but suddenly his heart trembled, he stepped a little, and moved a few feet away in an instant.

And at this moment, a big cloth bag fell from the sky,

Zhang Wuji was put into it at once.

If it wasn't for Qin Fan's intuition, he might have fallen into this bag as well.

Qiankun air bag!

The cloth bag monk, can't say!

This cloth bag monk is a good friend with Wei Yixiao, the blue-winged bat king who is one of the four major guardians of the Ming Cult.

He is good at using a cloth bag to pack enemies into it unexpectedly, and has captured many masters with this technique.

This thought flashed across Qin Fan's mind, and he saw a big monk stretch out his hand to tie the cloth bag tightly, resisted himself, and ran away in a hurry.

Qin Fan sighed secretly: "This is Zhang Wuji's chance."

That Qiankun air bag is made of special material, which is invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and guns.

In the original book, Zhang Wuji used this pouch of Qiankun to break through the porch all over his body, thus greatly increasing his skill.

This is also his chance.

Qin Fan glanced at Wei Yixiao, who was curled up into a ball and was about to freeze, and sighed: "Wei Yixiao, everyone said that you teach loyalty, but now it seems that you are not good at teaching, and the five scattered people can't say it. Seeing you lying on the ground Here, let’s not talk about reaching out for help. Instead, run away from people.”

Wei Yixiao also cursed in his heart, "I can't say it", this bastard is not loyal.