In the eyes of all the monks of the Yun family and the onlookers, the long sword of illusion pierced the chest of the monk of the Yun family, and he himself was hit by the light of the sword.
"How is this possible!"
Phantom Enmity's pupils were scattered, and an orange-red light flashed in front of him. His defensive weapon was crushed, and his body was also crushed.
The flesh and blood of the entire body collapsed, leaving only a complete skeleton standing in the air. Under the sun's exposure, each bone exudes a bright light.
He never dreamed that he would die in the hands of an ordinary cultivator of the Yun family, and his death was so tragic.
"Wow!"
Among the crowd, some children were so scared by the scarlet skeleton that they cried, and many adults retched after seeing the end of the revenge.
The monks of the Yun Family were shocked, because their original intention was not to kill Huanqiu, but to capture him and ask Yun Cangshui's whereabouts.
This is a good thing, the only person who knew Yun Cangshui's situation was killed by his own people under their noses, and the person who killed the phantom enmity was dead with the phantom hatred!
"Captain, this person is dead, how do we find the second young master?"
A monk of the Yun family asked the leader among them.
"You ask me? Who am I asking?"
The captain was very angry, the second young master could not be found, and the revenge was killed again. This responsibility must be counted on him in the end. It can be said that he wants to find Yun Cangshui more than anyone.
"Second Young Master has Elder Sui taking care of him, so there shouldn't be any trouble. We scattered all around these alleys to look for it. Maybe Second Young Master is nearby!"
"By the way, you stay and clean up these corpses. If the Imperial City Guard comes later, you are responsible for explaining clearly to the people from the Imperial City Guard!"
"The rest will come with me, let's find the second master!"
The captain was also a talent, and he quickly calmed down and issued a few orders for the group of people to execute them separately.
Su Fan waited and watched in the crowd for a while, until the remaining Yun Family cultivators cleaned up the corpses in the arena, then his figure flashed and disappeared in the crowd.
When he went back to find Yang Xiaofei, the kid had already repaired his injury.
"Su Fan, I feel like I'm full of vigor and strength, and the threshold for promotion can't be suppressed, and I can't help but pull it!"
Yang Xiaofei sat on the ground and said in high spirits.
"What? You are going to break through!"
Su Fan was slightly surprised. He knew that Yang Xiaofei was now at the peak of the Half-Step Soul Emperor. If he really wanted to break through, he would definitely be promoted to the Soul Emperor realm.
However, this is a breakthrough in the great realm, and it is natural not to be careless. Yang Xiaofei's breakthrough in this small alley is obviously inappropriate!
"You come with me!"
Su Fan emptied his palm, and Yang Xiaofei only felt that his body was light, and he was floating uncontrollably.
"Don't resist, I will take you out of the city to find a place to break through!"
Su Fan said to Yang Xiaofei, then he stepped on his feet and took Yang Xiaofei into the sky.
"What a young and powerful emperor!"
"This person must come from Zhongyu!"
Since there are only great emperor-level masters in Fengyun Imperial City who can fly at will, as soon as the two fly up, they will be sensed by the great emperors of various forces in the city.
When they looked at Su Fan's young face, they all let out an exclamation, and they all agreed that Su Fan was from the Middle Territory in their hearts.
And they think so, it is completely related to the geographical location of Fengyun Dynasty.
The Dynasty of Wind and Clouds is located at the northernmost end of the Southern Territory, bordering the Heicheng of the South to the northwest. Therefore, monks from the Black City of the South or the Middle Regions often visit Fengyun Dynasty.
Under the perception of many masters in the city, Su Fan took Yang Xiaofei to a mountain full of spirits, put it down, and gave a batch of medicine pills.
"thanks!"
Yang Xiaofei collected these pills directly, he would not be polite to Su Fan, he knew that Su Fan was a rich native!
"By the way, I'll give this to you too!"
Su Fan took out his copy of the Thousand Faces Technique and handed it over: "This is the secret technique you have always wanted!"
"anything else?"
After Yang Xiaofei accepted Su Fan's Thousand Faces technique, he continued to look at Su Fan eagerly. He wanted to get back the brown leather scroll that recorded the "Heart Sword".
"No!" Su Fan replied, spreading his hands.
"Hey, Su Fan, this is what's wrong with you, right? I just borrowed you to see the sword technique for two days. It stands to reason that you should return it to me!"
Yang Xiaofei immediately became anxious when he heard that, he patted Su Fan on the shoulder and said, "We are good brothers, you can't covet the treasure of good brothers!"
"Because I am a good brother with you, I can't throw this hot potato to you!"
Su Fan glanced at Yang Xiaofei, and said in a slow tone: "This is a holy-level sword technique. Do you think you can keep it with your cultivation base? Now a second young master of the Yun family will put you half dead. If I I really return this sword technique to you, you may be going to corpse the wilderness in a few days!"
When Yang Xiaofei heard Su Fan's words, he immediately froze. He understood that Su Fan was right, but he was not willing to give up a holy sword technique like this.
You know, this can be exchanged for money, so he gave it to Su Fan for nothing, and he felt a little distressed.
When Su Fan saw Yang Xiaofei's appearance, how could he not know what he was thinking, Su Fan's heart was very clear about Yang Xiaofei's little problem with greed for money.
"Xiao Fei, do you think this is good? I bought this sword technique from you. Please mention it if you have any requirements. I will try my best to satisfy you if I can satisfy you. Do you think it will work?" Su Fan thought for a while Said later.
"Really?"
When Yang Xiaofei heard it, his spirits came instantly. He knew that Su Fan had money.
"If you want to think what I said is false, you don't need to ask me!"
"Don't don't don't, I didn't say I don't believe you! Let's do this, you give me five, oh no, ten heavenly martial arts!" Yang Xiaofei broke his fingers and pondered: "Take one hundred thousand heaven-grade cultivation pills, One million soul jade!"
"you sure?"
Su Fan looked at Yang Xiaofei with a strange expression.
"Too much?" Yang Xiaofei looked at Su Fan with such an expression, thinking that he was asking too much, and hurriedly said: "If it is too much, then halve it. It is also possible to halve it!"
Su Fan looked helpless, Yang Xiaofei wanted too much, obviously too little.
This kid, it seems that he doesn't even know how valuable the saint-rank martial skills are!
Su Fan estimated that he would at least score half of his net worth to Yang Xiaofei in order to buy the "Heart Sword".
"In this way, I will give you two million soul jade, two hundred thousand heaven-grade cultivation pills and three heaven-rank martial arts, right?"
Su Fan took out a space ring and gave it to Yang Xiaofei: "When you run out of these, if you want, ask me again!"
