Weird World of Immortality

"Xiao Xiaoxuan did a good job, but it still takes too much time to kill the Snow Ape, why don't you help?" Zhou Fan looked at Xiaoxuan and said, "If you help, you don't need to waste this time at all. solved."

"What my children can do, why should I interfere?" Xiao Qian shrank her neck: "Besides, there are too many accidents that may happen in battle, what if I get injured? I'm not afraid of death. , but if I die, the master will be seriously injured."

With this look of thinking for me, I believe you are stupid... Zhou Fan sighed in his heart, stupid, lazy and cowardly.

After killing the Snow Ape, Zhou Fan continued to climb up. He ordered Xiao Ling not to speak any more, because the climb was getting harder and harder, and the temperature continued to drop.

His physical strength is very good. At this time, he has not yet used his infuriating energy to resist the severe cold, because he does not need it, and the purple gold armor is enough to partially protect him from the cold.

He didn't let Xiao Ling speak, not to save his stamina or to lose his stamina, but because he felt it was difficult, then he might see Wen Xiao and the others soon.

Wen Xiao and the others may be slowed down.

It's a hunch.

Until noon on this day, Zhou Fan, who was climbing on the steep mountain wall, saw a thin figure standing on the protruding boulder in front of the left.

The moment he saw this thin figure, Zhou Fan silently stopped.

Zhou Fan also lightly patted Xiaoxuan on his shoulder, so that Xiaoxiao didn't know, and suddenly let the man discover them.

As soon as Zhou Fan stopped, the ghost burial coffin behind him also stopped. The ghost burial coffin seemed to be nailed to a cliff, floating vertically to the cliff.

The gray shadow woman and the two gray shadow children still looked at Zhou Fan's direction blankly.

At this time, Zhou Fan couldn't care about the ghost burial coffin, he looked sideways at the figure of the giant stone.

The boulder protruding from the cliff is only one square sized space, and the thin figure is bowing his head slightly.

From Zhou Fan's point of view, he couldn't see the face of the figure, because the thin figure was wearing a light black shirt, and his head, face, and limbs were wrapped in white bandages, which looked very strange.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows slightly. Is the white bandage to protect against the cold?

Zhou Fan glanced around, because if the thin figure was one of Wen Xiao's team, there should be another.

However, Zhou Fan soon stopped looking for it, because he discovered the existence of another person, who was lying at the feet of the thin figure.

If it weren't for the thin figure keeping his head down, Zhou Fan would be hard to find when he followed his line of sight. He could only see the outline of a person, so he made such a judgment.

Is this dead or wounded? So the number of people is right, but I don't know if the person standing is Wen Xiao's squire or Wen Xiao himself? Zhou Fan thought calmly in his heart, but this is a good thing for him, after all, it seems that the other party has only one active person left.

But Zhou Fan was not in a hurry, he continued to watch calmly.

The thin figure was whispering to himself.

It was difficult for Zhou Fan to hear what he was saying.

The thin figure whispered for a while, then he knelt down and kowtowed three times to the person who was lying on the ground who was suspected of being dead.

"If you hadn't followed me to Qianhuan Snow Mountain, you wouldn't have died here. Please rest assured, I will not disappoint your expectations."

The thin figure stood up, and he looked in Zhou Fan's direction.

But Zhou Fan didn't move, because the thin figure might be looking at a ghost burial coffin.

Just a quick glance, Zhou Fan found that the man's facial features were also wrapped in bandages, and it looked like a moving mummy. He didn't look at the thin figure again, he just looked at the rock wall and regarded himself as a rock.

Because of those two sentences, Zhou Fan knew that this thin figure was likely to be the talented candidate named Wen Xiao.

The same is true. Wen Xiao first glanced at the ghost burial coffin. His dark pupils slowly shrank and returned to normal. He opened his mouth and said, "Hidden people, how long do you want to hide?"

After he finished speaking, he jumped off the boulder, and the wind and snow blew his clothes. held in both hands.

The short folding knife was as thin as paper, and the blade did not sway because of its thinness when the wind broke out.

Zhou Fan raised his head slightly and looked at Wen Xiao, who was attacking with two knives from a high place. He sighed softly. When the rusty knives were unsheathed, the stealth state was released, and he slashed upwards.

The ding ding ding sounded one after another.

The rusty knife and the short pocket knife collided dozens of times in an instant.

The rock rustled and fell, and Wen Xiao was able to stagnate in the air for a short time by the impact of the knife, and the folding knife in his hand kept slashing at Zhou Fan fiercely.

Zhou Fan grabbed the wall with one hand, the rusty knife in his hand kept breaking the attack of the jackknife, but the wall with his left hand kept falling.

Wen Xiao also used this to fall to attack.

Circles of True Qi burst out continuously, and cracks with thick arms appeared on the mountain wall.

The ghost burial coffin stepped aside and watched the fight between the two.

Xiao Xiao had already shrunk into Zhou Fan's body, and Zhou Fan was also slightly surprised by Wen Xiao's infuriating strength. This Wen Xiao did not use the means of Qi Gang segment, but the concentration of True Qi was comparable to Qi Gang. part!

The two of them fought on the cliff and fell three or four feet. Zhou Fan didn't want to continue to fall. He snorted coldly, and the rusty knife in his hand spread nine green and black ghosts, and swept out with one blade. A knife mark ten feet wide was drawn on the rock wall. Wen Xiao blocked with both knives, but was swept straight up by the knife.

Wen Xiao's body kept rolling on the cliff, until he fell more than a zhang, and he stomped his feet into the rock wall, his eyes still staring at Zhou Fan: "This knife is not bad, I recognize you, you It's that Zhou Fan, who was the first in the literary test."

Zhou Fan was slightly surprised that Wen Xiao was not injured by his knife. He was surprised that Wen Xiao actually recognized him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After all, he was now covered in purple gold armor.

"I recognize your eyes." Wen Xiao explained again.

"When you say that, I get goosebumps." Zhou Fan twitched the corner of his mouth.

If a woman said this to Zhou Fan, Zhou Fan would be very happy, but Wen Xiao's voice and body were all male.

"Even if you may not believe it, I still want to say that the trap on the road was not set by me, but by the two of them who insisted on laying it." Wen Xiao said slowly again, and he put away the double folding knife.

"They are my elders in name after all, and I can't say anything more."

Zhou Fan was slightly startled, is this showing kindness to himself?

"Don't think too much, I'm not afraid of you, nor am I trying to curry favor with you." Wen Xiao saw through Zhou Fan's thoughts.

"I'm telling you, I want you to know that if I want to win, Wen Xiao will win in an upright manner, and I don't need to engage in such small tricks."