Seeing the sudden change happening around them, the mayor and the other people who accompanied him, who were familiar with the evil ways of the mountain demon, immediately fled like a plague, and the birds and beasts scattered in all directions. Because the mountain demon is so powerful, they have already learned about it.
In the blink of an eye, only Yun Fan, Sikong Zhenjiu, Qiu Shi and Ye Ruyan were left in the sedan chair.
Yun Fan took a few steps forward and stood in front of them. He looked at the white mist in front of him, his brows were slightly frowned, his pupils were slightly narrowed, and his pupils suddenly condensed. A ray of spiritual consciousness was released silently, successfully covering everything within a few dozen miles in an instant. All movements within a few miles around him could not escape the capture of his spiritual sense.
ZZZZZZZZ!
At this moment, waves of unusually clear rustling sounds continued to reach Yun Fan's ears. He looked intently and saw a white figure in the distance, like a stream of light, speeding towards them from far to near. .
It was the white ink painting of the "mountain demon" who came to compete with Yun Fan and others.
The wonder and speed of this human body technique are something Yun Fan has only seen in his life!
He was becoming more and more certain of the identity of this person. He must be the white-ink painting of the "Silver Flute Scholar" who had not appeared for a long time and disappeared for a long time!
Faced with this abnormal situation, Sikong Zhenjiu and Qiushi were also aware of it, their eyes slowly converged, and their expressions became more solemn. They also drew up their posture and prepared for battle.
In the blink of an eye, Bai Mo Hua was about to rush in front of Yun Fan under the cover of white smoke.
His powerful aura was released, instantly radiating to the surrounding area of dozens of feet at an exaggerated speed. And the air within this range actually made a slight roaring sound.
Yun Fan and the four people suddenly felt a majestic and huge coercion coming towards their faces. Their bodies shook violently, their clothes bulged, and their bodies felt as if they were being weighed down by thousands of mountains. An extremely terrifying feeling suddenly appeared in everyone's hearts. The feeling of suffocation.
Facing the white ink painting that was full of fire as soon as it appeared, Yunfan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stretched out his hands calmly. As he stretched out his hands, Yunfan's whole body's aura suddenly filled with an incredible aura, which was beyond the recognition of other people. The speed of knowledge skyrocketed. And in the blink of an eye, the other three people including Sikong Zhenjiu were covered.
As Yun Fan's huge aura was released, the other three people suddenly felt that the deadly oppressive feeling covered by the white ink painting on their bodies disappeared, and they were all relieved.
Soon after, when Yunfan was tired of dealing with it, he had already rushed to Yunfan.
Bai Mo Hua suddenly struck out with both palms, and a stream of pure martial arts power surged out from both palms like substance and went straight to Yun Fan.
Yun Fan's expression did not change, he stood on the spot, motionless, and stretched out his hands, which were also filled with great strength, and lightly placed them on the palms drawn in white ink.
Yun Fan and Bai Mo Hua touched each other with their palms. There is not only a collision of strength between them, but also a contest of momentum.
Bang——————
A deafening roar exploded in their ears, and everyone felt that the air around them was screaming in pain, and the space was constantly distorting.
"!!!" Sikong Zhen's heart trembled.
After a brief stalemate, Bai Mohua suddenly retreated, taking several steps back. Then he swayed, used mysterious movements, and disappeared in front of Yun Fan. Using the cover of the white mist, he directly let go of Yun Fan's defense and went straight to the sedan chair behind them. As for Sikong Zhenjiu and the death-seeking monk behind Yun Fan, they were directly ignored by the white ink paintings.
After the brief battle with Yun Fan just now, Bai Mohua was horrified. Yun Fan's strength far exceeded his expectation. It can be described with words such as "unfathomable" and "terrible".
In order to successfully achieve the purpose of his trip, he had to do the next best thing and avoid his sharp edge. Therefore, he could only use his unique body skills to get directly to the bride in the sedan chair.
Qin Mengyao informed him in advance that night that Yunfan and the others were about to deal with him. And he knew that this was Yun Fan's plan, which made him mentally prepared, but he insisted on taking advantage of the fire. Knowing that there were tigers in the mountains, he preferred to go to the tiger mountains.
Being able to defeat them in terms of force is not a skill, but being able to kidnap the bride under the heavy protection of Yun Fan and others is a skill!
His ultimate goal this time was to abduct the bride openly under the eyes of Yun Fan and the others. Not only that, he also wanted to tease them. Only in this way can we call it a complete victory.
The white-ink painted figure flashed in front of Qiu Death, and then suddenly struck out with a palm, hitting Qiu Death's chest; Qiu Death's body was attacked, and his fat body took several steps back before he could stabilize himself. shape. But Qiushi was not seriously injured. After all, Bai Mohua's target was not him at all; and it seemed that he didn't take him seriously and had no intention of fighting against him.
Immediately afterwards, like a ghost, he came in front of Sikong Zhenjiu and struck Sikong Zhenjiu's waist with a thunderous palm.
Bang!
Sikong Yujiu leaned back slightly, and he quickly reacted and stabilized his body. By the time he reacted, the white ink painting had disappeared without a trace.
After a while, the white fog gradually dissipated.
Yun Fan, Sikong Zhenjiu and Qiushi looked around, but at this time, there was no trace of the white ink painting anywhere!
Yun Fan suddenly turned his eyes and quickly looked at the sedan chair behind him. However, he saw that the sedan that was supposed to be not far behind him had disappeared.
Yun Fan and the others hurriedly stepped forward to look around, but found the sedan chair in a bush of cattails in a forest.
They quickly opened the curtain and found that Ye Ruyan was gone. Several people looked at each other, and Sikong Zhenjiu and Qiu Death were immediately at a loss. Only Yun Fan still looked calm and unhurried.
"Ouch!"
At this time, a familiar woman's scream came from a bush not far from them.
It was Ye Ruyan.
She was seen holding on to her slender waist, and she let out intermittent screams of pain without any ladylike appearance.
"Are you okay?" Yun Fan asked quickly.
"After falling like this, do you think anything's going to happen?" Ye Ruyan replied weakly.
Sikong Zhenjiu said: "You are lucky that the mountain demon didn't capture you."
Ye Ruyan: "..."
Hoo ho ho ho!
There was another faint sound coming from the surrounding woods at this moment, and Yun Fan hurriedly chased after it without thinking.
"You two stay here." Seeing this, Sikong Zhenjiu hurriedly said a word and followed Yun Fan.
Yun Fan came to a forest based on the location of the previous sound.
When the white mist filled the air, everything around was swallowed up!
Yun Fan followed the suspicious noise and came here, but did not see Bai Mo Hua. Just when he was looking around, Sikong Yujiu, who was closely following him, quietly came up behind him at some unknown moment.
Yun Fan didn't seem to notice that Sikong Zhenjiu had quietly come behind him. All his attention was focused on looking for the white ink painting that suddenly disappeared.
Sikong Yujiu stared at Yun Fan in front of him, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he saw a dazzling golden light flashing, and three golden needles suddenly appeared in his hand.
There are only two of them here, no one else, and he is behind Yun Fan at the moment. If he launches a surprise attack at the fastest speed, I believe that with his strength, he will be able to succeed in one blow. After killing Yun Fan, he will He can get what he wants from Xuan Ming Palace.
How could he miss such a good opportunity!
Just when Sikong Yujiu was about to take action, what he didn't know was that at that moment, Yun Fan's deep and profound eyes shrank slightly.
Because Yunfan's back was turned to Sikong Zhenjiu, Sikong Zhenjiu did not observe this fleeting change on Yunfan's face.
"Ah...roar!"
At this moment, something happened again. Not far from them, Qiushi suddenly let out a loud roar.
Yun Fan turned sideways when he heard the sound, and immediately hurried towards the place where Qiu died.
Not far behind him, Sikong Zhenjiu also heard the voice of begging for death, and then he quickly put away the golden needle. He followed closely and hurried away in the direction where Qiu died.
However, he saw that Qiushi's whole body was tightly entangled with the surrounding trees and vines, and he could not move.
After a while, Yun Fan and Sikong Zhenjiu both arrived. Seeing that Qiu Qiu was just trapped physically and was not seriously injured, he was relieved a little.
However, after Yun Fan glanced around, his brows suddenly sank, and his heart that had been relieved just now became anxious again. It turned out that Ye Ruyan, who was with them, disappeared at some point.
Yun Fan hurriedly asked: "I want to die, where is Miss Ye?"
"???" Qiushi kept shaking his head. Obviously, he didn't know the specific situation here.
It was already obvious that Ye Ruyan must have fallen into the hands of the mountain demon.
Yun Fan, Sikong Zhenjiu and Qiu Shi could only go back to the inn first, and then slowly think of ways to rescue them.
In Yuelai Inn.
When I think of what happened just now, I feel like I want to die.
He slapped the table with his palm and said angrily: "That's unreasonable! Even with the escort of three of our masters, he still managed to kidnap Miss Ye."
Sikong Yujiu held his head with one hand, stared at Qiu Youyou and said, "Didn't I tell you to look at Miss Ye so hard?"
"I looked at her. Because there was a strong gust of wind blowing, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. I already felt something was wrong in my heart. I used my strength to break it up, but unexpectedly it bounced back and I was forced to step back. All of a sudden, I stepped into a trap without expecting it, and it was over, I was screwed up." Qiushi said with his hands spread out, and he stood up and danced around to demonstrate to them.
Yun Fan: "..."
The way they watched Qiu die made them laugh a little.
Sikong Zhenjiu said: "I really don't know whether to say that you underestimate the enemy or that you really have a weak head. You can be trapped so easily!?"
"Oops!" Qiushi sighed slightly and continued: "I just told you the whole story. In fact, these things happened in the blink of an eye. If it were you... you would have the same reaction. Don’t come.”
"Okay...you don't want me to say anything."
Yun Fan interrupted them both at the right time.
Sikong Zhenjiu looked sideways at Yun Fan: "Brother Yun, what do you have in mind?"
Yun Fan looked at Qiu Death and said slowly: "Since this mountain demon can easily kidnap Miss Ye in front of Qiu Death without leaving any trace. It is obvious that this person's Qinggong is extremely high, and it is very likely that he will Above you and me!"
"Who in the world has such superior Qing Gong?" Sikong Zhenjiu asked softly. While asking about Yun Fan and Qiu Shi, he seemed to be asking himself.
Yun Fan pondered for a while and then said: "Besides the white ink paintings, I really can't think of anyone else!"
