The map was drawn hastily, but Zhang Fan still managed to understand it.
The further you go, the more and more mountains there are, and the denser they become. After crossing one mountain, there is another one behind it.
After climbing the tenth mountain, Zhang Fan finally saw the high mountain on the map.
"Wow!" Chi Fei looked up at the towering mountains that disappeared into the cloud city and couldn't help but exclaim, "They're so high!"
An eagle emerged from the clouds and circled.
There is a way to restore his spiritual energy on the mountain.
Zhang Fan took a deep breath and said to Chi Fei, "Wait for me here."
Chi Fei's eyes were firm: "I'll be with you."
Zhang Fan glanced at Chi Fei's outfit: a short skirt and short sleeves. There was still snow on the mountaintop; if she went up there, she would freeze into an ice block.
Chi Fei: "Aren't you the same?"
Zhang Fan was similar to Chi Fei, wearing a short-sleeved shirt, shorts, and slippers: "Ji Gan said, 'Put yourself in a life-or-death situation and you will survive.' If I go up there, I will definitely die."
He rubbed Chi Fei's head and said, "Be good, I will definitely come back alive."
Chi Fei pursed her lips and remained silent, while Zhang Fan said sternly, "If you don't behave, I won't want you anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a burning sensation on the back of his hand. Looking down, he saw a drop of crystal-clear liquid on the back of his hand. Zhang Fan's eyes widened. Why was Chi Fei crying?
He gently lifted Chi Fei's face: "Why are you crying?"
Chi Fei pouted, her face full of grievance, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam: "The thought that you don't want me anymore makes my heart ache. I want to go with you."
Seeing the beauty shed tears, Zhang Fan felt a pang of pity in his eyes. He embraced Chi Fei and said, "If you feel unwell, you must return immediately."
Hearing that they could travel together, Chi Fei's eyes lit up, and she tiptoed to give him a kiss: "Okay."
The higher you go, the colder it gets; your eyelashes are frozen, and your hands and feet are covered in frostbite.
Halfway there, the two came into view a frozen pool, which was covered with ice.
Zhang Fan took out a map, his voice muffled as he spoke: "This should be the destination shown on the map."
Chi Fei looked at the frost-covered pool water and stammered, "This is just ordinary pool water."
She was shivering and bent down to touch the spring water when she suddenly heard a voice behind her: "Zhang Fan, prepare to die!"
"Brothers, killing Zhang Fan will make us the deputy sect leader and give us access to the sect's resources! Charge!"
Three men attacked Zhang Fan, who gripped his curved sword and fought back.
Although his physical strength is not as good as before, his martial arts skills are still there, and his reaction speed is very fast.
Chi Fei's wounds have scabbed over, and although they are not fully healed, she is still able to fight.
Zhang Fan gave the Blazing Whip from his bag to Chi Fei. Chi Fei had no spiritual energy, so the Blazing Whip was just an ordinary whip in her hands.
The Gu worms on Chi Fei's body had long been frozen stiff and could no longer participate in the battle.
"Zhang Fan, you're just an ordinary person now, but I'm at the fifth level of Qi Refining. You're dead this time!"
The man thrust his sword at Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan hurriedly dodged, but he couldn't dodge in time and was stabbed in the abdomen.
"Zhang Fan!" Chi Fei lashed out with her whip at the person in front of her, but the whip was pulled back by someone. She tried to pull it back with all her might, but she couldn't.
Chi Fei was kicked, and the momentum caused her to slide off the cliff and fly over the edge, her body falling straight down.
"Zhang Fan!" Chi Fei shouted, and then fell off the cliff.
"Thud!" Another sword pierced flesh. Zhang Fan was struck again, the sword entering from the front and exiting from the back, the tip still dripping blood.
Zhang Fan spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes bloodshot and fierce, and stabbed towards the other person's heart.
When he spoke, his teeth were bloody, and he looked like a demon crawling out of hell, exuding an aura of tyranny.
"In battle, you must strike a fatal blow!"
Before the man could react, Zhang Fan twisted the curved blade in a different direction, stirring his heart, and the man fell completely silent.
Zhang Fan's ruthlessness frightened the other two. They exchanged a glance and tacitly agreed that Zhang Fan was injured, and they certainly didn't want to miss this opportunity.
They can get everything they want as long as they kill Zhang Fan.
The two worked in perfect harmony, stabbing Zhang Fan several times.
Zhang Fan couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed in a pool of blood.
He thought he was going to die, but he was unwilling to give up.
He still has family to protect, and he still wants revenge!
Jigan said that if a way to restore spiritual energy can be found here, then it definitely can.
"Put yourself in a desperate situation and you will survive!" This phrase suddenly popped into Zhang Fan's mind.
Does he have to die once before he can be reborn?
Why bring him here specifically? He can't die anywhere else, so why go through all this trouble to come here?
Zhang Fan's vision blurred, and he felt dizzy.
Suddenly, he remembered that sword technique.
When Ji Gan transferred his power to him, a transparent little man appeared in his mind, and the little man was performing a set of sword techniques.
He suddenly opened his eyes, clutching his injured stomach, picked up the sword that the man had dropped, and swung it at the two of them.
When Jigan transferred his power to him, there was a transparent little figure in his mind, and the little figure's movements were a set of sword techniques.
After his spiritual energy was lost, his swordsmanship also disappeared.
Perhaps it was when he was on the verge of death that the sword technique suddenly appeared in his mind.
However, he hasn't tried this sword technique yet.
Zhang Fan performed a series of sword flourishes, instantly creating a strong wind that whipped up snowflakes from the ground, blinding everyone.
The two subconsciously squinted, and suddenly felt a heat in their stomachs.
They looked down and saw only red blood splattering from their stomachs, landing on the white blood like a blooming plum blossom.
Zhang Fan's eyes were icy cold, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent, like a demon crawling out of hell.
After the two collapsed, Zhang Fan felt completely exhausted, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.
Zhang Fan used his sword to brace himself against the ground, preventing himself from kneeling. He knew that if he knelt down, he would never be able to get up again today.
But his strength continued to drain away with the blood from his wounds, and no matter how strong his willpower was, death was only a matter of time.
He thought he had recovered, but now he realized he hadn't; he could clearly feel his life force draining away little by little.
I'm so tired, I just want to sleep.
Zhang Fan couldn't help but close his eyes.
"Zhang Fan..."
"Zhang Fan..."
It seems like a hallucination.
Zhang Fan was exhausted, his eyes still closed, when the voice calling his name came again.
It's not an illusion; it's a real sound.
It was still Chi Fei's voice.
Chi Fei is not dead!
Zhang Fan suddenly opened his eyes.
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