Jiang Xiaofan naturally could not fight the Three Pure Ancient Monarchs of the Ling Clan. He immediately pulled the girl away. Although his combat strength was very strong, he was only in the Mystic Immortal Realm. It was impossible for him to fight against the Three Pure Ancient Monarchs. He could only rely on his physical body and speed.
"Humph!"
The white-haired old man's eyes were cold as he followed.
Looking at Jiang Xiaofan in the distance, the Three Pure Ancient Monarchs were slightly surprised. However, his expression soon turned cold again. "His speed is not bad. Unfortunately, he has a burden with him."
His words were indifferent.
Swoosh!
He took a step forward and instantly traversed thousands of feet.
"Humph!"
Jiang Xiaofan was expressionless. Light flickered around his body as he used the Illusion God Steps to leave quickly.
Swoosh!
The space trembled slightly as he began to speed up.
The scenery on both sides receded rapidly. He chose a direction with his back facing the small temple. He wanted to bring the trouble away from this place. Regardless of whether it was him or the Three Pure Ancient Monarchs of the Ling Clan, both of them were very fast. In the blink of an eye, they were dozens of miles away from the small forest.
"It's really a pot of black ash!"
Jiang Xiaofan was expressionless.
The Three Pure Ancient Monarchs of the Ling Clan's words were unpleasant, but it was the truth. He wanted to take Xian Yuewu with him. Naturally, he could not reach his peak speed. Otherwise, he would have shaken off the Three Pure Ancient Monarchs of the Ling Clan.
"Xiaofan, he's very strong. You … You can put me down …"
The girl tilted her head and looked at Jiang Xiaofan.
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head and said gently, "Silly girl, what are you talking about? I'll bring you away safely."
Buzz!
He carried Xian Yuewu with his right hand and formed a hand seal with his left hand before waving it behind him.
Clang!
Dozens of Sky Splitting Sword Auras appeared, causing the air to crackle as they slashed backward at lightning speed.
The Three Pure Ancient Monarchs of the Ling Clan were slightly surprised. However, his expression soon turned cold again. He waved his right hand and shattered all the Sword Auras that Jiang Xiaofan had sent out. "Very good. Very strong. No wonder you can kill the half-step Three Pure Ancient Monarchs."
"Hmph, he might even be able to kill the true Three Clear Ancient Kings."
Jiang Xiaofan sneered.
"Shua!"
He didn't stop and sped up again.
"Insolence!"
The Ling family's Half-step Three Pure Ones' eyes turned cold. He raised his hand and struck out a palm.
Jiang Xiaofan immediately felt the pressure when the real Three Pure Ancient Monarch made a move. He could feel how strong the energy near his back was. He tilted his body slightly and raised his left hand. Dazzling golden light surged as he smashed his fist down.
"Chi!"
The Three Pure Ones Palm Force that was heading towards him was forcefully shattered.
The Ling Family's Sanqing Ancient Monarch's pupils constricted. A Xuan Immortal had shattered his palm with just his physical body. This shocked him. He was a Three Clear Ancient Monarch. Even if he didn't use his full strength, it was enough to kill a group of Xuan Immortals.
But now …
"You do have some tricks up your sleeves!"
He snorted coldly and increased his speed just like Jiang Xiaofan.
In front, Jiang Xiaofan transformed into lightning and shot into the distance with Xian Yuewu. He sneered and said, "Hmph, if I didn't have some tricks up my sleeve, how could I kill that bunch of trash from your Ling family …"
"You're courting death!"
The Ling family's Sanqing Ancient Monarch's eyes immediately widened. His killing intent was exposed.
A light mist surged in his hand. A tyrannical Dao law fluctuation spread around him. It contained shocking divine power.
"Is that so?"
In front, Jiang Xiaofan sneered.
As soon as he said that, the Ling family's Sanqing Ancient Monarch's expression changed. He suddenly raised his head. Above the void, a golden figure pressed down with his back facing the scorching sun. The golden fist immediately crushed the void.
"Pfft!"
Even though the Ling family's Sanqing Ancient Monarch dodged quickly enough, one of his arms was still smashed.
The golden figure stood in the void with purple lightning all over his body.
"Buzz!"
Without any hesitation, the golden fist smashed down again.
That was naturally Jiang Xiaofan's Primordial Spirit Daoist body. He had released it when he swept out the Sky-splitting Sword Qi earlier and was waiting for an opportunity. At that moment, the Primordial Spirit Daoist body waved the Advent Wisdom King Fist with an indomitable aura. It looked down on everything and did not give the white-haired old man any time to react.
"You are?!"
The Ling family's Sanqing Ancient Monarch's expression changed.
His shattered arm instantly grew back. Looking at the golden figure's iron fist, he keenly felt threatened. He did not dare to take it head-on. Instead, he turned his body to avoid it and raised his hand to launch a terrifying divine power.
"Swoosh!"
The Primordial Spirit Daoist body used the Phantom God Steps and dodged in an instant. Once again, it attacked the white-haired old man.
His eyes were cold. Purple lightning surrounded his body as if he was the reincarnation of the Thunder God. The most terrifying thing was the golden iron fist. Every punch made the Ling family's Sanqing Ancient Monarch's heart palpitate. He felt that the power could crush him.
"Hmph!"
In the distance, Jiang Xiaofan's main body sneered.
"Let's go!"
He did not return to the small temple. Instead, he pulled Xian Yuewu and shot into the distance.
"Stop right there!"
The Ling family's Sanqing Ancient Monarch shouted coldly and rushed forward.
However, his plan failed. That was because a golden figure suddenly appeared in front of him. His eyes were cold. The golden iron fist smashed down mercilessly and blasted a space tunnel.
"I'll kill you first!"
The Ling family's Sanqing Ancient Monarch's eyes were filled with coldness.
"Boom!"
The massive Sanqing Ancient Monarch's aura covered the sky and the earth. The domineering aura could be seen at a glance.
"Dong!"
"Dong!"
"Dong!"
The void was shaking and shattering piece by piece.
The Primordial Spirit Daoist body had the advantage in speed. He continued to throw punch after punch. Although his actual combat strength was much weaker than the Ling family's Sanqing Ancient Monarch, he still managed to hold him there with the Advent Wisdom King Fist. It would be difficult for him to escape in a short period of time.
The scorching sun in the sky was scorching hot and shone brightly.
"Swoosh!"
Jiang Xiaofan pulled Xian Yuewu and did not stop. He used the Illusion God Steps and quickly escaped into the distance. The scenes on both sides were moving backward rapidly. Soon, the two of them were dozens of miles away.
"Xiaofan …"
The young girl hugged Jiang Xiaofan and looked behind him. She was a little worried.
"Don't worry, no …"
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head.
However, at that moment, a sense of danger rose in his heart. He did not have time to think about why. He trusted his intuition very much. He hugged Xian Yuewu and moved a few hundred feet away.
"Chi!"
At the spot where he was just standing, a black bolt of lightning suddenly descended from the sky and annihilated the space on the spot. Even the spatial turbulence that was shot out dissipated completely.
"Nice spiritual sense!"
A cold snort was heard.
Not far away in the sky, two blurry figures walked out one after another. Both of them emitted a terrifying aura.
Two Sanqing Ancient Monarchs!
"The Ling family is really like a dog. You won't let go once you bite someone!"
Jiang Xiaofan sneered.
Of the two people in the void, one was dressed in blue while the other had a head of red hair. Their eyes were cold and deep. It was obvious that they were old antiques who had lived for more than a thousand years. Each of them had terrifying combat strength and shocking means.
"Young man, don't be so arrogant!"
The blue-robed old man took a step forward.
Jiang Xiaofan was disdainful and retorted, "I can't compare to the Ling family."
"Seal the surrounding space. Don't talk nonsense with him!"
The other person stepped forward.
He did not say anything and directly pressed his hand forward.
Boom!
A huge black hand print descended from the sky like a millstone that could destroy the world.
"Ka!"
The void rumbled, and in the next moment, it shattered.
"Hmph!"
Looking at the huge black hand pressing down, Jiang Xiaofan's lips twitched slightly and he sneered.
This action naturally did not escape the red-haired old man's eyes. He pressed his hand down even harder, and his words were filled with endless coldness and indifference. "You're just a bird in a cage. What's so funny about that?"
"What do you think?"
He raised his right hand and punched towards the sky with traces of lightning.
"You're courting death!"
The red-haired old man shouted.
In his eyes, Jiang Xiaofan's action was no different from throwing an egg at a rock.
However …
Poof!
Blood splattered and the millstone-sized hand was directly shattered.
"You?!"
The red-haired old man's expression changed drastically.
A Mystic Immortal cultivator actually had such a terrifying physique that was even stronger than him, a Sanqing Ancient Monarch.
"Hmph!"
Jiang Xiaofan sneered.
He did not retract his iron fist. Instead, he punched the void beside him.
"Ka!"
A clear crack appeared, and the space shattered like glass.
Swoosh!
Without any hesitation, Jiang Xiaofan blasted open the space sealed by the blue-robed old man with a punch. Under the shocked gazes of the two Sanqing Ancient Monarchs, he pulled Xian Yuewu away and disappeared in an instant.
"Damn it!"
"Chase!"
The two of them spoke one after another.
They were careless and thought that it would be easy for them to deal with a Mystic Immortal as the Three Sanqing Ancient Monarchs. That was not wrong. Generally speaking, that was indeed the case. However, there were exceptions to everything. For example, this time was a huge exception. The person they were chasing was far from an ordinary Mystic Immortal. He was the most powerful Mystic Immortal in history.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The two of them were livid. Divine light surged from their bodies and rushed out quickly.
More than a hundred Mystic Immortals of the Ling Family had been killed. Now that the Three Sanqing Ancient Monarchs had appeared, everyone in the cultivation world knew about it. If they still could not take down the couple in front of them, the Ling Family would probably be ridiculed for eternity.
These two old men were much stronger and faster than the white-haired old man from before.
Jiang Xiaofan's speed was definitely above these people. However, because he had to bring Xian Yuewu along, his speed was greatly affected and was far from his peak state. Under such circumstances, it was very difficult for him to shake off the two Three Sanqing Ancient Monarchs.
"Xiao Fan, put me down. If you're alone, I'm sure you can get away!"
Xian Yuewu said anxiously.
"Don't be silly."
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head.
How could he leave Xian Yuewu behind and escape alone?
Buzz!
Suddenly, his body trembled slightly. A golden light streaked across the sky and shot into his glabella.
"Tsk!"
His mood sank again.
The Primordial Spirit Dao Physique that was blocking the white-haired old man was destroyed.
"Three people, three Three Sanqing Ancient Monarchs …"
He frowned.
The destruction of the Primordial Spirit Dao Physique meant that the white-haired old man would soon catch up. He was about to face the joint attack of the three Three Sanqing Ancient Monarchs. To be honest, this was beyond his expectations. He originally thought that the Ling Family would only have one Three Sanqing Ancient Monarch. He did not expect three of them to come out together.
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