"Ye Tang, stop for me!"

Yaoming was so angry that he had just had the intention of catching treasures, but he didn't expect that his treasure would be snatched away by Tang Fan.

He spread his body, radiating bloody energy, and the blood-colored clouds all over the sky chased Tang Fan in the direction.

"Ye Tang, I can give me the jade coffin back, I can leave it alone!"

Before Yaoming finished speaking, he made a finger and a jade bottle flew out, spewing out a thousand unjust souls, and rushed straight to Tang Fan.

"Hmph, you are looking for provocation to me first, so why don't you let me get some interest? If you have the ability, come after me!"

Tang Fan didn't look back and his speed rose again, pulling the distance wide.

"You're looking for death!"

Yaoming had smoke from seven orifices. He twisted his body again, and a scroll flew out, and a lifelike crane was painted on it.

The crane let out a loud scream, its wings flashed, and suddenly flew out of the painting, as if it was alive, and flew towards Tang Fan at a very fast speed.

Yaoming's hand had not stopped yet, and a golden copper bell flew out of the storage bag, hovered and became larger, and suppressed Tang Fan's position.

Then, he took out an iron ring from the cuff and threw it out.

As the iron rings roared, countless phantoms formed, like some kind of formation, chasing Tang Fan reluctantly.

"Ye Tang, I am the future head of the Blood Holy Sect. These magic weapons alone are enough to kill you. This is what you forced me!"

Yaoming's figure followed behind many magic weapons and laughed wildly.

Figures flew out with light, surrounded by terrifying forces. If anyone breaks into it without opening his eyes, he will definitely be seriously injured.

"Then let's see, is your magic weapon powerful or my talisman powerful? This... it was also your forcing me!"

Tang Fan glanced back and was also shocked by the number of magic weapons here. It seemed that the Blood Holy Sect had a good foundation, and even a Taoist could share so many resources.

Tang Fan didn't know that Yaoming was not an ordinary Taoist son of the Blood Holy Sect. His family's power was relatively large in the Blood Holy Sect, and even the head sect had to be polite.

After roaring, he took out a handful of talismans and threw them out, pinched his fingers, and exploded at the same time.

"Bang bang bang..."

The explosion of the high-level talisman was overwhelming, and the air waves spread to all directions, forming waves of cyclone heat waves. Their power was so great that it made it difficult for Yaoming's magic weapon to move forward half a step, and he was frozen in the air for a while.

"Haha, Yaoming, in the eyes of my genius doctor Ye Tang, the Blood Holy Sect is just a small workshop in the village. Just get out of here if you know what you are. Don't bother me!"

"You...you, damn it, why do he have so many high-level talismans? Who is he? This person must be not an ordinary person!"

Yaoming witnessed hundreds of high-level talismans explosions. If he hadn't been able to hide quickly just now, he would have suffered.

However, Tang Fan's style of conduct at this moment is no different from his usual style. His arrogance and arrogance seemed to let him see his own shadow.

In Yaoming's heart, a kind of appreciation was strangely created...

No, why do I envy him a little!

Yao Ming cursed secretly, thinking that this might be the mutual appreciation among heroes.

"I, Yaoming, is the Daozi of the Blood Holy Sect. I must not be compared by him. I must rob the Jade Coffin even more!"

When Yaoming thought of this, the remaining power generated by the explosion of the talisman in front of him had disappeared.

He did not hesitate to spend his cultivation and activate the previous magic weapons, and at the same time, he simply took out all his assets and threw them at Tang Fan.

"Ye Tang, do you... still have talismans?"

The golden light was made in front of Yaoming, like meteors, with even more terrifying pressure released, and rushed towards Tang Fan again.

"This kid is really rich!"

Although Tang Fan was shocked inside, he did not show any of it on the surface and threw out a talisman again.

"Bang bang bang..."

The talisman and magic weapon collided, and the roar spread to all directions, shocking the two of them to retreat one after another.

Tang Fan was also red in his eyes at this moment. He was about to take out the poison pill, but after thinking about it, he held back. He had bigger plans.

Yaoming was also gasping for breath. He had never seen so many talismans in his life, but Tang Fan actually threw them out like white paper. His arrogantness made him even more envious.

He was controlling many magic weapons, and at this time he was at the end of his strength and could not keep up with Tang Fan's speed.

"If you fight, you must not bow to him. Where is the face of my Blood Holy Sect?"

Yaoming had a ferocious face. Regardless of his heartache, he took out two soul medicines from his arms and swallowed them in one mouthful to replenish his great loss at this time.

As the medicine power evaporated, his momentum increased and he laughed wildly: "Ye Tang, no matter what your origin is, I dare to insult my Blood Holy Sect. I will definitely not want you to have a good time!"

After Yaoming roared, he waved his hand to take back all the magic weapons, and pointed his hand majesticly at Tang Fan in front of him, and said, "Next, I want to fight you, do you dare to respond?"

Tang Fan sneered: "I'm still afraid that you won't succeed! The pills, I eat them like sugar beans!"

"You brag, it's ridiculous! You..."

Yaoming looked ridiculous, but the next second, his eyes almost fell off.

I saw Tang Fan slapped the Qiankun bag, dozens of elixir bottles flew out. He looked thoughtful and murmured to himself: "What elixir is good to take today? Forget it, take one of them casually.

Bottle!"

After Tang Fan finished speaking, he closed his eyes, reached out and grabbed it, and a pill bottle flew into his hand.

He didn't even look at it, poured all the pills out of it and stuffed them into his mouth...

After Tang Fan's efforts, his spiritual power was consumed a lot and he really needed to be supplemented.

"You...how do you have so many Qi-raising pills? Oh my God!"

Yaoming was dizzy by the thunder. Tang Fan in front of him was indeed like eating sugar beans when he ate the pill.

Damn it, I would have known that I wouldn't offend him. If I could make such a friend, I would have increased my value!

Tang Fan's wealthy appearance deeply shocked Yaoming, making him feel that his previous broad behavior was really a bit pediatric.

"Yaoming, today is your pressing step by step. I, Ye Tang, will do my best to fight with you for three hundred rounds!"

At this time, Tang Fan's spiritual power was replenished, and he was full of energy. He no longer escaped and rushed towards Yaoming with his fist.

"In order to get him into the trap, he must invest some more money, and he will fight!"

Tang Fan thought in his mind, and used the Nine-Turn Qiankun Step under his feet, turned into a meteor, and came to Yaoming in an instant, and immediately punched him.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed in building a foundation!"

Yaoming had seen the horror of Tang Fan's boxing magical powers and responded immediately. He pinched the blood and energy on the top of his head. The blood and energy immediately condensed into a terrifying blood-colored sun, and it was still expanding.

"puff!"

Yaoming slapped his chest and sprayed a mouthful of dark black blood, flew straight to the blood-colored sun above. The moment he merged into it, the blood-colored sun trembled violently, as if there was a spirit, and it collided with the shadow of Tang Fan's fist in the roar.

"This power... is so terrible!"

Tang Fan stared blankly at the blood-colored sun that was hitting him, with an extremely solemn expression.

But then, the breath in his body surged, and he felt a familiar feeling towards the blood-colored sun.

No, what is familiar with is not it, but the mouth of blood that Yaoming just spewed out, which contains the breath of dragon blood!

It seems that this Blood Holy Sect is indeed related to dragon blood, so my plan needs to be implemented even more!

After Tang Fan figured it out, his eyes were fierce and he no longer used all his strength to perform his boxing skills. Instead, he rushed out and secretly drove the Panshan Sutra to completely protect himself.

"boom!"

Tang Fan had just completed all this when the bloody sun and his fist shadow rushed into the same place.

A terrifying force that could not be told exploded, blood qi scattered, and the golden light collapsed, as if it was about to wipe out everything in the world.

Tang Fan squirted blood continuously, and his momentum became much weaker.

But regardless of his injuries, he took advantage of the moment when his body flew backwards and used disguise techniques to implement the plan to turn himself into Ye Tang's appearance!

"Um?"
Chapter completed!