Bai Zhentian has such confidence!

Bai Zhentian is the number one person in Qingcheng City and is powerful.

What's more, now they have broken through to the fourth-grade lay Buddhist situation. If they can't deal with the little girl in front of them, the five of them can just wait to die.

The sword in Bai Zhentian's hand stabbed at the little girl violently.

This sword is different from Huang Xiaotian's previous one.

Huang Xiaotian's sword technique is fast, while Bai Zhentian's sword is not only fast, but also has a powerful force.

The fourth-rank lay Buddhist is indeed too strong than the third-rank lay Buddhist.

The magic power in the body is not the same level!

But the little girl in front of her face did not say anything fearful, but instead showed a strange smile on her face. She stretched out her hand and slapped Bai Zhentian's sword.

A bang!

With Bai Zhentian's powerful force, the little girl was slapped away directly.

Bai Zhentian did not expect that the little girl in front of him would have such terrifying power.

A bang!

Bai Zhentian once again got the little girl's palm, flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.

But the situation is slightly better than Huang Xiaotian.

However, the magic power in his body was beaten to chaos by the little girl.

"It's over."

Seeing that Bai Zhentian was defeated so quickly, Sun Qiwen's face changed drastically.

The same is true for Huang Xiaotian and Liu Baoguo.

How could they have thought that Bai Zhentian, who was powerful, would be defeated so easily by such a little girl?

And it defeated so quickly.

Their faces were pale. Bai Zhentian, who entered the fourth-rank layman, was defeated. Do they still have hope of survival?

This hope is probably very little.

Bai Zhentian slowly stood up and slowly retreated backwards. His eyes looked at Lin Fan on the side and said, "Lin Fan, we are joining forces."

Join forces?

What do you want to ask this little guy to join forces? The gap in strength is too big. Even if it is joined forces, it will not be effective.

It’s better for Huang Xiaotian to join forces with him.

However, Liu Baoguo's eyes moved slightly, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his heart. You know, Lin Fan had killed Guan Wenyan before.

Even if he has not reached the fourth-grade layman, he should be at the peak of the third-grade layman.

At a young age, having the peak strength of a third-rank layman is definitely something that makes people feel numb to their scalp.

"Yeah." Lin Fan nodded slowly. He did not take action just now, but kept observing the little girl carefully.

This little girl has a deep obsession.

If he could use the sword-controlling technique, he should be able to cut off this obsession.

But Bai Zhentian and others are here. If they see themselves using the sword-controlled sword technique, the Yin and Yang Realm will spread the next day.

Then he won't think of any peace.

A talisman appeared in Lin Fan's hand: "Order, the heavenly soldiers move up! Talisman sword!"

The talisman sword appeared in Lin Fan's hands.

Lin Fan said to Bai Zhentian: "Senior Bai, you are responsible for restraining her. I will find an opportunity to fight to kill her with one sword!"

"kindness!"

Bai Zhentian had a calm face and rushed forward side by side with Lin Fan.

The two rushed forward.

The little girl's pupils spewed out again, sweeping towards the two of them.

"Tiangang Sword Technique! Demon-breaking Style!" Bai Zhentian said loudly.

He held the long sword in his hand and slashed directly at the flames ahead. The blazing flames were directly shaken by Bai Zhentian's sword technique.

Bai Zhentian soon started fighting with the little girl. Although he showed a disadvantage everywhere, he did not lose again in a short period of time.

There are nine styles of Tiangang sword technique. It is said that it is a sword technique passed down from a major sect in ancient times. It is widely circulated. Many families practice Tiangang sword technique.

However, most families only have the first two styles.

This demon-breaking style is the first style.

Bai Zhentian kept using the Tiangang sword technique and repeatedly attacked the little girl.

However, it was difficult to hurt her at all. Instead, he was almost injured by this little girl many times.

Lin Fan stood not far away and had not entered the battlefield for a long time.

Sun Qiwen frowned: "This person named Lin Fan has been afraid to come forward to help for a long time, so why is it that he is interested!"

Huang Xiaotian snorted coldly: "Is this man afraid of life and death and dare not come forward? It's a pity that Brother Bai has made trouble."

The two became more and more dissatisfied with Lin Fan.

In their hearts, what kind of strength can a young man like Lin Fan have?

At this time, it was just a mess.

Lin Fan was not deaf in his ears. He heard the words of the two of them, but he did not speak. He held the talisman sword in his hand and stood quietly in place with his hands behind his back.

Look at all the changes in the battle situation and look for opportunities.

After a while, Lin Fan's eyes lit up and the opportunity came!

In front, Bai Zhentian and this obsessive battle have entered a white-hot stage.

After Lin Fan found the opportunity, he rushed forward with a whistle, like an arrow leaving the string.

The little girl was concentrating on dealing with Bai Zhentian.

Suddenly, Lin Fan appeared beside her. It was too late when she wanted to resist!

Lin Fan's sword pierced into her chest with a thunderous sound.

"What!"

Sun Qiwen and Huang Xiaotian's pupils shrank, but they did not expect Lin Fan to suddenly take action and stabbed into the obsessed chest with a sword.

Lin Fan had a expressionless face. He looked at the little girl in front of him: "You are free."

The little girl trembled all over, and she said unwillingly: "I haven't waited for dad yet, I haven't waited for dad yet."

Her obsession swept out instantly.

In the 1930s and 1940s, it was an era of war.

A pilot and his daughter live in this small city.

The little girl likes maple leaves. Every day, her yard is planted with maple leaves, and she likes to watch the scenery of maple leaves falling.

As the war ahead became fierce, the pilot received an extremely dangerous mission.

That afternoon, the pilot packed his bags and said goodbye to his daughter: "Dad is going to go out for a long trip, maybe it will take a long time to come back."

The little girl asked reluctantly: "Then, when will you come back? Dad."

The pilot smiled and touched the little girl's forehead, pointing to the maple leaves all over the ground: "When these maple leaves turn red, I should be back."

After the pilot left, the little girl was in the yard every day, waiting, waiting.

In the autumn of that year, the maple leaves did not turn red.

The pilot did not come back either.

Later, someone told her that her father died in the battle and asked her to go to her relatives by herself to find a way out.

"My father is not dead. When the maple leaves turn red, he will come back and pick me up and leave with me." The little girl always answered happily.

However, the maple leaves never turned red again, and the little girl never saw her father again.

The little girl sat in the courtyard and starved to death.
Chapter completed!