Urban Madness

Xing Tian closed his eyes. He thought he would die just like that, but he didn't expect that the gray light only slammed him back tens of meters.

And this charge just happened to rush him out of the encirclement of the Fire God Swords, all the Fire God Swords turned into phantoms, leaving only one, and flew steadily into Ye Fan's hands.

Ye Fan held the Fire God Sword and pulled it back.

The knocked-out Xing Tian was overjoyed, and was about to take this opportunity to escape, but before he could move, the gray spiritual power hitting his chest turned into a cloud of gray mist, which was tightly surrounded.

The mist wrapped him tightly inside, making him unable to move and unable to break free.

"It seems that the binding force of this gray mist is stronger than I thought."

Ye Fan muttered to himself.

He picked up Xing Tian's collar and cast a spell to make the Fire God Sword float up, but as soon as he stepped on the Fire God Sword, the Fire God Sword let out a whine.

"what happened?"

Ye Fan retracted his foot.

Hearing his question, the Fire God Sword stood up.

"Oh, hum!"

The Fire God Sword buzzed twice, telling Ye Fan his dissatisfaction. Ye Fan couldn't help laughing when he heard his appeal.

"I don't believe that our Fire God Sword can't even carry two people. Let's go, don't get angry, I will go back and help you clean up."

After Ye Fan's comfort, the Fire God Sword floated in the air, letting Ye Fan step on it.

Xing Tian unwillingly watched this person's friendly interaction with a sword, but he is now a prisoner of the ranks, and he still doesn't know what the result will be, so naturally he dare not act rashly.

"I'll save your life, but I don't want to dirty my hands."

Ye Fan said lightly.

Hearing his words, Xing Tianmeng's eyes widened.

"What do you mean? Look down on me?"

Although he was still questioning, he didn't even dare to call himself "Lao Tzu".

"If you and I don't put it in my eyes, it's because I want to kill you with the sword, and your life will be gone."

Xing Tian looked at Ye Fan's light and fluttering appearance, and got up in a cold sweat.

He suddenly thought of the symmetry with this person. Although this person has been fighting with himself, he has always looked light and flirty, as if he had never exerted all his strength.

"Then why do you want to save my life?"

After a cold sweat, Xing Tian suddenly thought of this question.

"You are a general of the evil faction, how can I deal with you privately? Naturally, I want to take you back to Master Dijiang for processing."

After saying this, Ye Fan stopped paying attention to Xing Tian.

Feijian's speed was extremely fast, and after a while, they returned to Baihuyingzhai.

At this time, Bai Hu was directing the monks under him to resume the battle, and saw Ye Fan come back and hurriedly greeted him.

"How's it going…"

Halfway through Baihu's question, he saw what was in Ye Fan's hand, and he suddenly became speechless.

After choking for a long time, he could only look at Ye Fan up and down, as if looking at a monster.

"You are really a weird person, you are obviously a human being so young, yet your cultivation base is so strong, even my four spirits are not your opponent."

Ye Fan smiled at him.

"I just had better luck. I met some good people and things. That's why I have the cultivation level of this body."

Bai Hu curled his lips when he heard the words.

"Let's pull it down, if you can achieve this level of cultivation only by luck, there will be no such thing as a genius like you that day."

"What's wrong in your camp?"