Si Yufan took a breath, picked up Manager Ye, whose clothes were half-fallen, and quickly retreated backwards.

But he was unable to move in the hug and was soon caught up by a man in a strong manner.

The man in a strong costume raised the word "Bu" high, Zhao Si Yufan pointed out his eyebrows fiercely, and said with a ferocious face: "Go to die! Don't delay me from enjoying two beauties, one big and one small!"

Si Yufan's face was as gloomy as if water was about to drip out. He shook his body to avoid his attack, reached out to take out a detoxification pill from his waist, bounced his fingers and bounced the pill into Manager Ye's mouth.

Manager Ye took the pill, and the abnormal blush on his skin subsided a lot and his arms loosened a little.

Si Yufan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his leg and kicked the man in the chest, and set a distance with him.

He gently placed Manager Ye on the ground, tightened most of her clothes on her body, covering her delicate body that suddenly appeared.

Then he turned around and looked at the man in a strong outfit rubbing his chest, and said expressionlessly: "Now I can fight you without distraction."

The man in a strong outfit sneered and said, "How much spiritual energy do you have left now? I'm in good condition!"

Si Yufan raised his lips slightly, turned his head and shouted, "Xiaobai!"

Xiaobai understood in an instant and threw out two pills: "Save some use, and the time hastily only has time to refine two."

Si Yufan nodded slightly and immediately swallowed one.

Feeling the refilled cyclone, he clenched his fists: "Let's go ahead!"

The man in a strong costume narrowed his eyes and stared at Xiaobai, saying in a deep voice: "The spiritual beast in the Qi training realm can speak human words. Judging from this, can even refine elixirs?

There are so many babies around you. When you die, they are all mine!"

Si Yufan's face was cold as ice, he stepped on the ground with his feet, drew his sword and rushed straight to the man in a strong outfit and attacked him.

The man in strong clothes had a solemn writing on his face. He pressed his left arm against his body, swung the crutch with his right arm, and tugged towards Si Yufan's jaw.

Si Yufan raised his eyebrows, his body fluttered, and flashed like a ghost behind the man in a strong outfit. He raised his sword and slashed it down angrily, making a harsh sound in the air.

The man in a strong suit quickly turned around, hurriedly raised the crutch, blocked the move, and rubbed the ground to create two deep pits.

Si Yufan arched his legs and ejected out, and the blade in his hand was slashed continuously. The man in the dress was unable to resist and had to retreat continuously.

Suddenly, the house began to shake, and cracks on the wall continued to scatter.

The uniform sound of footsteps was like a drum beat in everyone's ears.

The man in a strong outfit swept Si Yufan's attack, took two steps back, and said gloomyly: "Have you even found a helper?"

Si Yufan spread his hands: "Do you think I'm stupid? If I don't call people, I will really stop calling people?"

The man in strong clothes twitched slightly, turned his head and shouted loudly to the other two battlefields: "Don't waste time, hurry up and solve the opponent, and prepare to run away!"

After saying that, he stepped on his right foot, raised his crutch and overlapped it in front of him, drawing mysterious trajectories, and the breath on his body rose rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His energy sinks into his dantian, and the breath surging all over his body flows into the Buziguai in his hand, and a faint phantom condenses behind him.

The man in strong clothes stepped on the ground with his feet, and his figure turned into a afterimage. He rushed towards Si Yufan at the same time with the phantom behind him, shouting loudly:

"Jueying's Sea-Shaped Stick!"

Si Yufan's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of a pinhole, swallowing the last Qi Recovery Pill, and his body twisted into an extremely strange posture.

A dark flame ignited from the horizontal knife, emitting a fierce aura that would never give up without destroying everything.

His face became deeper and deeper with the dark flames, and began to turn pale. The blood in his throat surging, and he felt a strong blood fill his mouth.

His teeth squeaked and his knuckles that clasped the hilt began to turn white.

He took a step, slashed his knife, and greeted the man in a strong costume with a glittering crutch.

"Nine Xuan Covered Sky Blade, Two Xuans - Destruction!"

The stick shadow collided with the black fire, and the already shaky house completely collapsed.

The wall did not fall as expected, but was blown away by the strong wind swept away from the two of them.

Manager Ye, who was lying on the ground, was blown by this terrible strong wind and floated in the air like catkins. Fortunately, no gravel hit her.

Lin Xuefei turned her head and looked at Si Yufan with a serious expression, turned her head and palmed her back to take off the mechanical master who was staggering by the strong wind. She pointed her toes and her graceful figure floated over.

Xiaobai's narrow and long phoenix eyes stared into a round shape, spreading his wings and igniting even more violent flames, burning away the men who wanted to intervene in Si Yufan's battle, and flapping their wings and rushing forward.

Si Yufan was so powerful that he felt his internal organs moved, and his whole body seemed to be bitten by countless ants.

He turned his head and spit out the fishy sweetness in his mouth, shouted loudly, and the black flame on the blade seemed to come alive, climbing up the man in a strong outfit along the stick.

The man in strong clothes looked tense, and after a moment of relaxation, he released the animal and laughed: "Your black fire does not hurt or itch!"

After saying that, he calmed down and pushed out his arms.

The light on the stick swayed Si Yufan's horizontal knife and hit Si Yufan's chest, shaking him to spit blood and fly backwards.

Si Yufan slid out dozens of meters on the ground, and the surface of his body cracked inch by inch, looking like a broken porcelain doll, blood flowing out along the cracks, dyeing the ground red.

Lin Xuefei and Xiaobai quickly rushed over and blocked the man in front of the strong-dressed man.

The man in a strong suit looked cold and his feet rushing towards him. But as soon as he rushed out two steps, his facial features were twisted and he stopped.

A flush appeared on his face, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out: "What did you...have you done to me?"

Si Yufan leaned on the hilt of the knife, half-kneeled, his chest was undulating violently, and he coughed twice and asked, "Now... isn't itching?"

"ah!"

The surface of the man in a strong suit was even more severe than Si Yufan, but the blood had not shed a drop.

The dark flames condensed above his head, and his scalp burned to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He was so painful that he half knelt on the ground, and his head hit the ground heavily, pinched a seal in his hand, and without anyone reacting, he hit Si Yufan in the air.

"With this mark, my elders will definitely find you and report it to me..."

Before he could finish his words, the black fire suddenly accelerated and swallowed his forehead.

The men indignantly looked at the weird Heihuo, their faces were full of fear, and they didn't even have the courage to come forward to help him leave a full body.

They looked back at the officers and soldiers of the Military Affairs Office who were getting closer and closer, and the despair spread.

Then, their eyes fell back to Si Yufan lying on the ground, and their face was instantly occupied by Wu Li.

The institution master glanced at them from the corner of his eyes, took out a Hanchuan stone and injected it with spiritual energy.

Si Yufan saw his little movements and said weakly: "Don't... let him run away."

Lin Xuefei looked at Si Yufan with concern, turned her head and rushed forward, interrupting the formation of the mechanic.

The mechanic, who had disappeared half of his body, stepped on this messy area again with his feet, and his eyes seemed to spew out flames, turned around and ran outward.

Lin Xuefei threw out the rose in her hand, and the rose petals scattered everywhere, like an indestructible barrier, trapping him firmly in it.

Several men stared at Si Yufan with blood-red eyes and rushed over.

The little white phoenix eyes swept across everyone's faces, and the blazing white flames on their bodies formed a fire wall in front of them, and the high temperature made the air twisted.

But the men who were always being beaten by it seemed to have become different at this moment. Without realizing the heat on the fire wall, they lifted their long sword and rushed towards Si Yufan frantically.

The little white phoenix narrowed his eyes slightly, flapped his wings and rushed forward. It was just that it could not resist the opponent's crazy attack with its own strength, and soon it was covered in scars.
Chapter completed!