There were three people standing in a loft not far from Fan Hong’s retreat in the Fan Mansion.

The leader was wearing a green Taoist robe with some green leaves embroidered on it. He was eight feet tall and his long loose hair was fluttering. He looked like he was in his thirties and had a white face without beard, but his slightly cold eyes and thin lips completely destroyed the image of the fairy-like Taoist robe.

Next to the Taoist in the green robe was a middle-aged Taoist in purple robe. It was Fan Long's teacher, the Taoist in the Sanxian Qianyuan from Kunlun.

The last person was Fan Long, who was wearing brocade clothes and standing respectfully beside him.

"Master Ge is such a good method! I'm afraid that little bitch Li Hua hasn't figured out what's going on!" Fan Long flatteredly and flattered the Taoist in the green robe.

Qian Yuan smiled and said with a smile: "Brother Ge Ye is not only a great way of formation, but also this magical method of the Heart is so mysterious. It is really killing and invisible! This good show is getting more and more exciting."

A hint of arrogant curve was slightly raised at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked calmly at Fan Lihua in the yard not far away, and he glanced at Fan Long with a light brow raised his eyebrows: "Fan Long, one is your sister, and the other is your father. Can you really watch them kill each other without being moved?"

"Master Ge, you don't know anything! Although Fan Hong is my father, when did he treat me as a son? In his heart, the little bitch Li Hua is always the one who cares most about him," Fan Long looked hateful and said with a sinister tone: "I thought about it, when I was just a young man who teased a girl in his heart, he beat me up. My second brother led the troops to suppress the bandits. He simply killed more old, weak, and children in the bandit's nest, and was also punished by the old guy. And to Li Hua's little bitch, she went to help Tang Jun. The old guy didn't say much. Humph! In his eyes, Fan Hu and I combined, we are not as good as Li Hua's little bitch."

Ge Ye, the Taoist Priest of the Green Robe, nodded and smiled casually: "The ordinary people are always like this, suffering from the seven emotions and the six desires. People in the immortal world should do whatever they want and be free and easy. If they cannot break free from the shackles of ordinary people and be trapped by those meaningless ethical feelings, they are just ordinary people after all."

"That's right! Disciple, wait until the world is over. Then follow me to return to Kunlun to practice. Cut off the common karma and strengthen your mind to Taoism. In the future, you will not be without the opportunity to achieve the immortality," Qian Yuan nodded.

Hearing this, Fan Long, who flashed a hot look in his eyes, responded respectfully: "Thank you, teacher!"

"It's almost done!" Ge Ye, who said calmly, raised his eyebrows and looked at the distant sky. He couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth: "It's such a coincidence!"

Qian Yuan also looked at the direction Ge Ye looked in the direction he looked, showing a happy expression on his face.

"Master Ge, Teacher, what's wrong?" Fan Long asked in confusion in his head.

Qian Yuan glanced at Fan Long and smiled and said, "Xue Dingshan is here!"

"What? Xue Dingshan is here?" Fan Long's expression changed slightly when he heard this: "How could he come? There is a formation arranged by pear blossoms outside Hanjiang Pass. How could he have to come in with a bed?"

"Hmph!" Ge Ye, who snorted coldly, looked cold and looked cold: "It was my good nephew Ge Qing who came to help. Otherwise, with Xue Dingshan's strength, even if there are a few people in the Tang army camp who have good cultivation, it would be unrealistic to force the formation carefully arranged by Fan Lihua."

Qian Yuan's expression changed slightly: "Ge Qing? Is it the peerless genius who was accepted as a disciple by Master Yun Zhongzi as his own disciple, known as the formation, Ge Qing, the son of Ge Yun, who is so amazing and beautiful in the Yuxu lineage?"

"Hmph!" Ge Ye's eyes became even colder: "Ge Yun! My younger brother is indeed a good fortune. It would be fine if he had a deep opportunity, but a son left on this ancestral star is also so talented."

Seeing Ge Ye's obvious look of ugly appearance, Qian Yuan immediately reacted and said nothing more. He was a little excited for a moment, and even forgot that although the man beside him was a brother to Ge Yun, he had a very bad relationship with him!

Speaking of which, Ge Ye was also a ancestral star and a genius. Although he was a scattered immortal, he also survived the ascension and became an immortal. He went to the Earth Immortal Realm with his younger brother Ge Yun to visit the Yuzhu Cave in Zhongnan Mountain, the most famous formation master Yun Zhongzi, who is very famous among the three realms of the prehistoric world. Unfortunately, Yun Zhongzi saw that Ge Ye was not very good in nature, so he just accepted Ge Yun, who was gentle in nature. For this reason, the two brothers who were originally somewhat alienated from each other almost turned against each other.

Naturally, Ge Ye had no good feelings for the son left by Ge Yun before he ascended, his nephew who had never met many times.

If he hadn't been concerned about his identity as a peak Golden Immortal, and was disdainful of his nephew who had only returned to the virtual cultivation level, with Ge Ye's nature, he would be possible to personally attack Ge Qing.

"This Ge Qing can actually break the formation of Li Hua's little bitch?" Fan Long was a little surprised.

Although he had no good feelings for Fan Lihua and even disliked him, Fan Long had to admit that Fan Lihua's formation was indeed powerful.

Ge Ye smiled coldly and his face became even colder: "What do you know? Although that boy Ge Qing's cultivation is not as good as Fan Lihua, his talent in the formation is indeed a monster. Although he cannot break the formation set up by Fan Lihua himself, it is not difficult to tear a hole in the formation and send Xue Dingshan and the others into Hanjiang Pass."

"Master Ge, Xue Dingshan is here now. If he sees something, then our plan is not..." Fan Long, who nodded slightly, immediately said hurriedly.

Ge Ye smiled inexplicably: "No, it's a good thing that he's here! I'll let him see Fan Lihua's 'true face'. In this way, the effect will be better."

"Master Ge? You..." Fan Long did not react for a moment and frowned and confused.

However, Qian Yuan practiced for a long time and became a person with a mature spirit, his eyes flashed with a smile: "What does Brother Ge Ye mean?"

Ge Ye smiled confidently with his eyes narrowed his face, and his hands turned into afterimages, forming handprints like lightning. Mysterious lights sank into the void, and ripples suddenly appeared in the originally calm void, and even the sunlight in the air was affected and the light was distorted and blurred.

"Okay!" Ge Ye, who stopped soon, looked at the calm sky. The smile on his lips became stronger: "Xue Dingshan and the others are coming. The good show is about to begin."

As he said that, Ge Ye turned to look at Fan Long and whispered: "Fan Long. Get ready, wait a moment."

"Yes! Thank you for your advice!" Following Ge Ye's instructions, Fan Long, whose eyes lit up, nodded and showed a slightly ferocious cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

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"Father! Be more awake!" A cold air waved towards Fan Lihua, who was shrouding Fan Hong, shouted anxiously.

Fan Hong, whose body was slightly stiffened, had a layer of frost on his body. But he still seemed crazy and waved his sword towards Fan Lihua, and was still scolding him like a "rebel girl".

"Lihua, stop!" A sharp shout suddenly rang out.

"Huh? Uncle Han?" His expression moved. Hearing that this was the voice of Deputy General Han, Fan Lihua quickly flashed and retreated, subconsciously turned her head to look to the left behind her.

However, there was no figure there.

Fan Lihua was stunned for a moment and suddenly felt a sense of badness in her heart.

At this moment, a trace of struggle vaguely surged in Fan Long's eyes, and even as he rushed towards Fan Lihua quickly, the long sword in his hand was still wielding the sword, but he took the initiative to crash into the Qiushui sword in Fan Lihua's hand.

The sound of sharp weapons sinking into the flesh and blood sounded. Fan Lihua suddenly turned her head and felt a flash of blood flashing in front of her. Looking at the blood overflowing from Fan Hong's chest, her pretty face turned pale. Her whole hands and feet became stiff.

"Pear Flower!" Fan Hong, whose eyes slightly returned to some clarity, looked up at Fan Lihua with some difficulty and spoke in pain. In his hand, which was hanging down with powerlessness, the long sword fell off his hand and made a crisp sound.

Fan Lihua, who was shaking in a panic, shook her head in disbelief: "Father...No..."

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and four phantoms flashed and landed on the ground not far away. There were Xue Dingshan, Xue Jinlian, Dou Xiantong and Ge Qing who were rushing over.

At this moment, the four of them looked at this scene in surprise.

"Lihua! You..." Xue Dingshan looked even more disbelief, and his eyes were trembling with pain.

Xue Dingshan's voice suddenly sounded in Fan Lihua's ears like a thunder, causing her to turn subconsciously with a shock. This time, the Mid-Autumn Water Sword was pulled out of Fan Hong's chest.

Fan Hong, who made a weak and muffled groan, fell to the ground weakly.

"Father!" Hurry up to hold Fan Lihua, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but caress Fan Hong's pale face gently, and tears burst out from his beautiful eyes: "Father, I'm not meant to do it..."

"Dingshan, this is just an accident, I..." Fan Lihua hurriedly looked up at Xue Dingshan.

Looking at Fan Lihua's silent Xue Dingshan, she shook her head in pain.

"Fan Lihua! We just saw you kill your father with your own sword in the air. You even said that this was an accident?" Xue Jinlian looked at Fan Lihua with a sneer: "It's ridiculous! We really didn't expect that you were so cruel that you could even take action on your own father. You were so well disguised!"

"No, I don't!" Xue Jinlian's words pierced Fan Lihua's heart like arrows, making her so painful that she could hardly breathe.

Especially Xue Dingshan's gaze made her feel like she fell into the ice cellar and felt a sense of despair in her heart.

"Fan Lihua!" A roar of shock and anger suddenly rang out, whistling like thunder. Fan Long, who flashed into the yard, looked at Fan Lihua with his eyes as if he was spitting out of fire, and stepped forward like lightning and slashed at Fan Lihua: "I'll kill you, the rebellious girl who killed your father!"

Fan Lihua, who was unable to look up at the sky, looked like as if dead, and faced with this knife, she closed her eyes lightly without dodging.

Seeing this, Fan Long, who flashed his tyrannical look in his eyes, had a sword in his hand that seemed to be a tiger going down the mountain with even more terrifying power.

Xue Dingshan, whose face changed slightly, subconsciously wanted to rescue him, but his steps moved slightly and stopped. Seeing that the dazzling golden sword had already fallen down, Xue Dingshan couldn't help but look anxious and regret flashed through his eyes.

Kneel... The harsh metal and iron attack sounded, and a sharp gun shadow was inserted under the long sword. Sparks flashed, and a white afterimage flashed, and Fan Lihua had disappeared from the spot.

"Huh?" Fan Long, whose face changed, staggered back a few steps, suddenly looked up at the roof not far away, and saw a cold young general wearing white armor, wearing a tiger pattern battle robe, holding a bright silver spear, blocking the waist of the lost Fan Lihua, standing coldly.

Seeing the cold young general clearly, Fan Long couldn't help but frowned: "Yang Fan?"

"Fan Long, my Yang Fan's wife is not your turn to kill you!" Leng Jun young general Yang Fan spoke coldly.

Fan Long jumped and then shouted: "Yang Fan, Fan Lihua killed my father, who was unfaithful and unfilial, and he deserved to die. Although you have a marriage contract, she has not married you yet. Today, I want to enforce family laws and kill this bitch. This is my Fan family business. I advise you not to worry about it."

"Hmph!" He looked down at Fan Lihua, who had a pretty pale face in his arms. Yang Fan, whose cold eyes were slightly softer. He couldn't help but snorted and said in a cold voice: "Fan Long! Lihua is my fiancée. How could her life and death have nothing to do with me? You said she killed General Fan, but I don't believe it. How could Lihua do such a ruthless thing as killing her father? There must be a reason for this."

Listening to Yang Fan's words, Xue Dingshan's expression moved slightly, and his slightly frowning eyes flashed.

"Cause?" Fan Long shouted angrily: "Yang Fan, what I saw with my own eyes is there? The sword in that bitch's hand is still stained with my father's blood."

Listening to Yang Fan's words for defending him, Fan Lihua, who had just come to her senses, looked up at Yang Fan lightly. When she heard Fan Long's words, the Mid-Autumn Water Sword with a trembling jade hand suddenly fell off her hands.

Seeing this, Yang Fan hurriedly put away the bright silver spear in his hand and waved his hand to put the Qiushui sword into his hand.

"It's indeed a good sword! The magic sword has its own spirit. Even if it kills a good person by chance, it will never be ignored." Yang Fan, who was in front of the Hengjian, narrowed his eyes at the Qiushui Sword dyed with dazzling blood, and muttered to himself.

As soon as Yang Fan finished speaking, the Qiushui sword trembled as if it was in response to his words. The blood on the sword body shook and was pulled by an invisible force towards Fan Hong's body on the ground, and blood fell on the wound.

"How? Yang Fan, can you believe it now?" Fan Long couldn't help but hurriedly said when he saw this.

Yang Fan shook his head and said calmly: "No! Fan Long, what do you want me to believe? Although General Fan's blood is stained with General Fan's blood, this does not mean that Li Hua is willing to kill General Fan. What reason does she have to do this?"

"Hmph! Reason?" Fan Long snorted coldly, then looked at Xue Dingshan coldly: "What else can I do? Xue Dingshan gave him soup and asked her to surrender. My father must have discovered something, how could he tolerate her? I really hate that she should not have come to see her alone. Otherwise, her father would not be killed by her."

When Fan Long stared at him with cold eyes, Xue Dingshan's face changed suddenly, and he turned to look at Fan Lihua who was held by Yang Fan on the roof with complex eyes.

Fan Lihua, who also looked at Xue Dingshan, could not help but close her beautiful eyes that hurt her heart when facing Xue Dingshan's gaze.

Listening to Fan Long's words, Yang Fan, whose eyes flashed slightly, looked down at Fan Lihua with beautiful eyes slightly closed, and then said in a deep voice: "Fan Long, Lihua is your real sister, do you not miss the love between brother and sister at all?"

"Brother-sister love?" Fan Long sneered: "For this father-killing bitch, I just can't kill her immediately!"

When Yang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but look at Fan Long with his eyes narrowed, and nodded gently and said coldly: "It seems that you have to kill Lihua today. However, with me, Yang Fan, here, you can't even think of touching a hair of the pear blossom."

"Yang Fan, do you know what you are doing?" Fan Long shouted: "Li Hua, this little bitch, colluded with the Tang Dynasty, betrayed the king, and even went to Suoyang City to help Tang Jun. I thought that she was my sister, so I turned a blind eye, but I never expected that she would do the ruthless act of killing her father. I was soft-hearted before, and now I will never make the stupid mistake of letting the tiger go back to the mountain again."

After saying that, Fan Long jumped away, holding a golden sword light in his hand and pounced on Yang Fan.

Yang Fan, who had turned his hand and put away the Qiu Shui sword, took out the silver spear again. His arm was shocked, and the spear roared out like a silver-white dragon, and collided with the golden sword with a "kneel" sound.

Yang Fan, who had no entanglement, took advantage of the counter-shock force of this head-on collision and flew towards the distant sky with Fan Lihua. He flashed in the air, and his body was covered in cold light and disappeared into the slightly twisted void.

"Bastard!" Fan Long, who gritted his teeth and looked ugly, listened to the rapid footsteps and shouts coming from all around, looked at the soldiers of Hanjiang Pass who were surging like a tide, and suddenly turned around and pointed at the long sword in his hand and pointed directly at the four people in Xue Dingshan and shouted: "Kill them for me!"

"Go away!" Dou Xiantong frowned and stretched out his hand and pulled Xue Dingshan.

"Brother, don't be standing there, go!" Xue Jinlian also stepped forward and grabbed Xue Dingshan, almost dragging him to fly outside Hanjiang Pass.

Ge Qing frowned and glanced around, and then flew away together at the urging of Dou Xiantong.
To be continued...