The situation took a sharp turn, which made the Su family, Lu family and others who had just spoken and supported Tang Fan, secretly rejoiced.

Tang Fan has grown to the point where they look up to him. Even if he loses to Tang Heng today, he is enough to be proud.

Tang Fan has already won if he can force Tang Heng to such a level!

Not far away, Tang Tianhai looked at all this thoughtfully and sighed.

"Is he really the one chosen by the ancestor?"

Tang Tianhai shook his head, not seemingly worried about the deadlock Tang Heng was in at all.

Tang Heng's eyes were spitting out of fire and had lost his mind.

He clenched his fists and roared: "So what if there are too many people? Tang Fan, I will kill you with my own hands!"

Tang Fan said with a calm expression: "I'm sure I will kill you before you kill me!"

Tang Fan glanced at the assistants invited by Tang Heng and asked, "Everyone, I will give you a chance, should I fight or leave?"

Their eyes looked at the Shi family, Dongfang Zhanlong, He Lan and others behind Tang Fan, and they regretted participating.

Compared with the benefits Tang Hengxu gave them, life is more important.

Tang Heng was anxious when he saw this and hurriedly said, "Everyone, as long as you stay, I, Tang Heng, are willing to pay ten times the benefits!"

As soon as these words were spoken, these helpers became even more dissatisfied.

In such a situation, Tang Heng asked them to stay, which clearly shows that he treats people as cannon fodder.

A middle-aged monk immediately walked up to Tang Heng and said bitterly: "Young Master Tang, I will not participate in today's affairs!"

After saying that, the man turned around and left.

Someone starts and the rest will be easier.

Some came over and said hello, while others left without even calling.

In an instant, except for the Tang family's guards, there were no outsiders around Tang Heng.

"Tang Heng, do you understand what a loss of helplessness is, right?"

Tang Fan's words stabbed Tang Heng's heart like a knife.

Tang Heng gritted his teeth and said, "Tang Fan, I want to fight you one-on-one, do you dare?"

He Yuexiang smiled and said, "You want to be shameless. When there are too many people, you want to fight together. Now there is no one, and you want to fight one by one again. Are all you shameless in the Tang family?"

Not only He Yuexiang thinks so, but everyone thinks so at this moment.

It is really ridiculous that the young master of the Tang family in the capital has such a despicable character.

"I promise you!"

Tang Fan's words were loud and loud. He glanced at the friends behind him and smiled and said, "Everyone, please sit down!"

Everyone met Tang Fan's gaze and saw the perseverance in his eyes.

Tang Fan's move is a verdict on Tang Heng's character.

"Why!"

Tang Tianhai, who was watching the game from a distance, shook his head and sighed disappointedly: "If my Tang family continues like this, it's over. Tang Fan, I hope you are an excellent whetstone!"

"Tang Fan, come with your life!"

Tang Heng saw the disdainful gazes that everyone looked at him, and his heart was fierce and he clenched his fists and rushed.

With one punch, the shadow of the fist was like the wind, and the hurricane turned into a blade, covering the sky and rolling towards Tang Fan.

"Is the Wind Breaking Fist? It's a pity that it's too weak!"

Tang Fan snorted coldly and also punched, but it was still a Wind Breaking Fist.

The golden fist shadow was extremely huge, completely overshadowing the wind blade that Tang Heng hit.

"boom!"

The hurricane was broken, and the golden fist shadow exploded, and a powerful wave of air rushed out.

Tang Heng couldn't dodge and was directly blown away.

"puff!"

Tang Heng flew ten meters away before he stabilized his body and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Young Master!"

The old man beside Tang Heng shouted and rushed up to block Tang Heng.

"Get out of the way, I can do it myself!"

Tang Heng disheveled his hair and his clothes were messy. He clenched his fists again without consent.

He burst out with all his cultivation, and his legs took wonderful steps, stabbing like a sharp sword.

Tang Heng tried his best and punched again.

This punch was so powerful that it was completely different from before. With one punch, two fist lights appeared.

Tang Fan smiled slightly. If you can shoot two fist shadows, I will shoot three.

He clenched his fists and swung it out. The golden light burst into pieces, the fists overlapped, and three fists appeared one after another. At the moment of integration, he swallowed Tang Heng's fist.

"Bang!"

It was as if the waves were stormy, and the heat waves swept across the earth, lifting Tang Heng away again.

"ah!"

Tang Heng vomited more blood and was in a mess all over his body.

Everyone was shocked. Tang Heng had a elixir cultivation, but in front of Tang Fan, he couldn't even take a punch.

This kind of crushing combat power is desperate.

"Strange, he is obviously the foundation-building cultivation level, how could he use such powerful magical powers? Could it be..."

Tang Tianhai muttered to himself thoughtfully, and suddenly thought of something.

"Tang Fan, you have made a breakthrough again than last time!"

Tang Heng also found the problem.

The last time the two fought, Tang Fan did take the opportunity.

But this time, Tang Heng had to admit that Tang Fan's combat power had been increased several times.

"Are you convinced?"

Tang Fan killed too many people today and was a little tired of it.

"This is what you forced me!"

Tang Heng slapped his forehead suddenly, spit out a large mouthful of thick blood, pinched his fingers, and turned into a blood sword.

This red sword light shot straight towards Tang Fan like a soul-killing soul.

This is Tang Heng's strongest attack and the Tang family's life-saving technique.

If he had no choice, he would not be willing to perform.

Using this technique will cause too much damage to one's own cultivation, and may even fall.

The blood sword roared, and thunder rolled in the sky. The sword energy everywhere completely enveloped Tang Fan, and murderous intent was everywhere.

Tang Fan saw the terror of this sword, and quickly took a step forward, exerting the Nine-Turn Universe Step to the extreme.

However, no matter where he escaped, everything around him had been locked by the blood sword and had nowhere to escape.

"Brother, be careful, this is the Tang family's natal blood sword!"

Dongfang Zhanlong, who was watching the battle, stood up anxiously, and they all saw the fatality of the sword.

"Haha, Tang Fan, you are dead. No one can dodge my natal blood sword!"

Although Tang Heng's aura was weak and his cultivation had fallen to the peak of the late stage of foundation building, he laughed wildly.

"Can he... escape?"

Tang Tianhai frowned and his eyes narrowed into a line.

Suddenly, he suddenly looked at the forest on the left, and he felt a very powerful aura in it.

Is there another strong man here?

Seeing that Tang Fan could not avoid the Blood Sword, he simply stopped hiding, but sat cross-legged in the air and immediately started the Panshan Sutra.

He wanted to take a gamble, under such an offensive, could the recovery power of Panshan Jing allow him to withstand this fatal blow?

"What is he doing!"

"Is he crazy? I'm afraid of his life!"

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Tang Fan's clothes shattered and golden light radiated, as if he was bathed in a layer of Buddha's light.
To be continued...