"I'll be entrusted by someone to kill you!"

Taoist Xuanfeng smiled gloomyly.

"Tang Fan, your death date has come! Being able to die at the hands of my master is a blessing for your life!"

Qingyun, the eldest disciple of Taoist Xuanfeng, sneered.

"After you die, I will bury you into the mountain beneath my feet, turn it into soil, and nourish all things..."

The second apprentice Qingxu also looked proud.

As disciples of Wanghai Sect, one of the five major sects in the cultivation world, they do have the capital of arrogance.

Tang Fan frowned. He had offended a Five Immortal Sect. He did not want to offend Wanghai Sect again without any necessity.

However, if it was indeed the three of them who killed Xuetou, he would definitely avenge Xuetou!

Tang Fan dispersed his cultivation and asked with murderous aura: "My Blood-Headed Brother, are you killed?"

“So what?”

Taoist Xuanfeng curled his lips and did not take human life seriously at all.

"That Bloodhead is not a good person. If we kill him, it can be considered as a way for heaven!"

"That's right, I hope Haizong is a famous sect. What's the point of killing a blood head? He can die under the sword of my master and disciple, that's his fate!"

"By the way, I cut his head, hum..."

Qingyun and Qingxu sang and resonated, and spoke benevolence, righteousness and morality.

"Fuck you, you did such a dirty thing, and you dare to say that you are a well-known family. If you want me to see that you are all bad guys, you are not as good as beasts!"

Tang Fan was furious, so what about looking at Haizong? He was determined to kill them today to avenge the Blood Head.

Taoist Xuanfeng snorted coldly and said, "Tang Fan, if you kneel down and apologize now, I will give you a chance to commit suicide, otherwise..."

"Apologize for your grandma's leg, I must kill you today!"

With Tang Fan's palm in his hand, the Cold Ice Blade felt Tang Fan's anger, buzzed, and released an extreme desire for blood.

"Rareless, who has given you the courage to speak like this to my master!"

Qingxu pointed at the finger and a golden talisman flew into the sky.

Qingxu was chanting a magic spell, and the golden talisman was shining with light and suddenly rotated. A golden light flashed and instantly turned into four talismans.

"Master, senior brother, you can rest for a while and let me kill this thief!"

Qingxu roared, and the spell in his mouth suddenly accelerated. The four talismans divided into four directions and formed an attack formation.

The fire in the formation was full of energy and thunder flashed, terrifying pressure spread out from it, and attacked Tang Fan directly.

Tang Fan looked up at the talisman formation that was covering him, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Tang Fan recognized the origin of this talisman formation at a glance. Speaking of which, he also had to thank his disciple Xuantong.

When he first saw Xuan Tong, who was a liar, he tricked him into a magical mantra of all things and many talisman treasures for drawing talismans.

The magic mantra of all dharmas is the most excellent and complete secret talisman book of Wanghai Sect. It was originally kept by the real person Mo Xuan of Wanghai Sect.

Later, when Mo Xuan went out for seclusion, he sat in a cave on a certain island and left the magic spell and talismans.

Wanghai Sect searched for many years but did not find any trace of it, but Xuan Tong accidentally obtained it and eventually got Tang Fan.

The original loss of the magic mantra of all things caused great losses to the Wanghai Sect. Although most of the contents were inherited from various lines of the Wanghai Sect, the top talismans and mantras were lost.

The "Fire Thunder Mantra" cast by Qingxu can only be considered medium attack power among the magic mantras of all dharmas. It has always been inherited from the Xuanfeng lineage and can be regarded as the secret skill of this lineage.

But in Tang Fan's opinion, it was really ordinary.

Not to mention that he has learned the entire mantra of all kinds of magical magic, there are tens of millions of high-level talismans he inherited from the dragon crystal alone, so why are all Qingxu?

When Tang Fan first learned how to draw talismans, he often used a large number of talismans and poisonous pills to attack people.

But later, in order to hone his combat power, he was disdainful to use this method again unless he met a master.

Today, when I saw Qingxu using the talisman formation to hit him, it was like bronze that met the king and could not get into Tang Fan's eyes.

Tang Fan looked up at the flames and thunder in the Fire Thunder Curse Formation, and sneered: "Your Fire Thunder Curse has not been cultivated yet, let's see how I can break it!"

Tang Fan slapped the Qiankun bag and took out a high-level talisman from it. He didn't even look at it, and threw it over to the formation.

"What, you...how did you recognize this is the Fire Thunder Curse of my Wanghai Sect!"

Qingxu looked surprised, and then looked at the high-level talisman that Tang Fan threw out, and felt dizzy.

"Oh my God, it's all high-level talismans with attack attributes. You... are so spoiled!"

Qingxu was not surprised. As a disciple of Wanghai Sect, he knew more than anyone else how rare high-level talismans are.

Not to mention that every high-level talisman draws a huge loss of cultivation, but also requires the best talisman and spirit stone to succeed.

Tang Fan sneered: "The Fire Thunder Curse is nothing!"

"Strange, many of these talismans, were lost by Wanghai Sect. Where did he get them!"

Xuanfeng's eyes shrank slightly, and he had a bad premonition.

"burst!"

Tang Fan smiled slightly, pinched his fingers, and the high-level talisman suddenly released a thousand feet of light, and instantly covered the limelight of the Fire Thunder Curse cast by Qingxu.

The thick smoke rolled, like a mushroom cloud, and a strong life and death crisis emerged in the hearts of several people, shocking them to death.

"Bang bang bang..."

All the talismans explode at the same time, and the power generated by Xuanfeng must retreat quickly.

"Qingxu, withdraw quickly!"

Xuan Feng was worried that his disciple would be in danger and reminded him loudly.

But it was too late. The impact surface formed by the explosion of a large number of talismans was too wide. Qingxu could not dodge and was covered by the remaining power in an instant, and the whole figure disappeared.

"Ah...puff!"

Qingxu was bombarded with the outer burning inside and inside, and his whole body was pitch black. Not only did his clothes break, but he didn't even have a few pieces of his skin left, and his body was covered in blood.

That's not all. Because of his power, he had suffered severe internal injuries and kept squirting blood.

"Qingxu!"

"Junior brother!"

Xuanfeng and Qingyunfei held Qingxu in front of them and retreated several feet, so as not to be affected by the aftermath of the explosion again.

"Tang Fan!"

Qingxu screamed in pain, his face very ferocious. Fortunately, he was just on the verge of explosion just now, otherwise he would have been blown to pieces.

"Tang Fan, why do you have the high-level talisman that I Wanghai Sect never passed down?"

When Xuan Feng saw that Qingxu was not worried about his life, he turned to look at Tang Fan. He was embarrassed to say that all these high-level talismans were lost in Wanghai Sect.

"Ha ha……"

Tang Fan laughed loudly: "Old baby, I said you want to be shameless. If you can't beat me, you will be in a relationship? You said these talismans were from Wanghai Sect. If you call it, will it agree?"

"Tang Fan, you hurt my junior brother and insult my master. I must kill you!"

Qingyun was about to rush forward when he made gestures.

"Slowly, Qingyun, it's not too late to kill him when I ask him a few more questions!"

Xuan Feng stared at Tang Fan and asked, "Do you dare to tell me where did you get these talismans?"

"What's wrong with telling you, these are all drawn by me!"

"Impossible, you're talking nonsense!"

Xuan Feng thought to himself that I can’t even draw these talismans, so how could you!

"Believe it or not, you are all dead!"

Tang Fan pinched his fingers and pointed to Xuanfeng, and shot out a Tianthunder God finger.

"boom!"

A thunder shot straight towards Xuanfeng.

"Bold, you're looking for death!"

While Xuan Feng quickly dodged, he threw out a defensive talisman.

The talisman turned into a golden shield, blocking him completely behind.

"Bang!"

The God of Heaven's Thunder finger hit the golden shield, and Xuanfeng was unscathed.

"Master, you go and heal your junior brother first, I'll kill him!"

Qingyun rushed towards Tang Fan and raised his hand to throw out a strange black talisman.

"Bang!"

The black talisman exploded instantly, and the black air filled the air, turning into a simple and heavy sword that exuded supreme majesty!
Chapter completed!