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Chapter 432 Tragic(1/2)

"This old dog, you won't fight without playing secret techniques?"

Yang Fan's face looked a little ugly.

The situation that was already stable was as if it was not easy to control again.

But he quickly remained calm, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:

"If you use secret techniques, then I will continue to learn secretly!"

But when Yang Fan wanted to use his divine eyes to scan the Blood Eagle Old Man and continue to secretly learn secret techniques, he was stunned!

Because the divine eyes didn't respond!

"What's the situation?"

Yang Fan's face changed drastically, and he kept trying to activate it, but it was futile, and the true energy was difficult to condense in his eyes.

Oh no, my pupil strength has not recovered yet!

It seems that although this divine eye is a cheat, it cannot be used unlimitedly.

Although Yang Fan expressed his understanding, can he give some force at this moment?

"Hehehehehehehe!"

"Boy, although I don't know where you learned the secret technique of our Blood Sect from. But now, you can use all your skills!"

At this moment, the old Blood Eagle's aura had broken through the foundation building realm with unstoppable momentum, and blood and energy began to surge around his body.

This is the symbol of the foundation building realm, transforming into shape with qi!

The blood and energy were extremely strange, and as the breath of the Blood Eagle Old Man climbed, it continued to grow!

"No chance?"

Yang Fan's heart sank.

Facing the strong man in the Foundation Establishment Realm, his momentum was completely suppressed!

After the Tianyang Realm, each realm is different from heaven and earth!

Although he can use the peak of the Tianyang Realm to reach the early stage of the Qi Refining Realm, he cannot use the peak of the Qi Refining Realm to build the foundation in one battle.

This is a gap in realm and is difficult to make up!

It’s like a genius child who can integrate the six years of knowledge in elementary school in the third grade, but he is still not as good as any junior high school student because this is a level of suppression and gap.

The same is true for the path of cultivation.

"Chance?"

"Of course there are still opportunities! As long as you are willing to be my disciple, serve my Blood Sect, and hand over the ground-level sword skills, I will spare you!"

The old man Blood Eagle laughed strangely, licked his lips, his eyes full of greed!

At this moment, he was still thinking about a sword shocking the evil!

"I want sword skills?"

"Yes, take it!"

Yang Fan sneered and stabbed Zheyuan Sword with a sudden grasp of the sword!

The true energy continued to flow into the sword, and the Jingxie sword light was unprecedentedly terrifying, and one sword cut out a terrifying sword energy that was ten feet wide!

"It's worthy of being a ground-level sword skill, it's really powerful!"

The old man Blood Eagle laughed strangely, then stretched out his dry palm and grabbed it suddenly: "Broken!"

If it were before, he would never have tried this sword.

But now, he has reached the foundation-building realm with secret techniques, and is fearless!

The blood and energy in the body boiled instantly!

The next moment, an equally huge bloody palm condensed, permeating the evil and strange aura. He opened his five fingers and pinched the light of Jingxie Sword!

Buzzing!

The sword light kept trembling, as if it wanted to break the bloody hand, but it was difficult to pierce anyway.

On the other hand, the light of its sword energy is getting weaker and weaker, as if it will collapse at any time!

"Too weak!"

The Blood Eagle Old Man showed an arrogant smile.

But no one knew that Yang Fan also smiled: "I've fallen into a trap!"

Bang!

Click!

The next moment, the sword light was crushed, but a ray of white sword energy suddenly burst out from the bloody hand, and rushed straight to the eyebrows of the old man Blood Eagle!

"besides?"

The old man Blood Eagle's smile suddenly stiffened, and then he punched him angrily: "Just relying on your sword energy, do you want to kill me?"

Blood Fist collided with sword energy!

The entire Wang family compound was

The surging aftermath enveloped the walls, and even King Zhao An and others were instantly shaken away!

"puff!"

Yang Fan was also backfired, and kept retreating, and spit out a mouthful of semen and blood, obviously injured!

"If you only have this ability, you will definitely die today!"

The old man with Blood Eagle shook his sleeves, and a stream of blood energy turned into several blood arrows, locking Yang Fan!

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Several blood arrows headed straight for Yang Fan.

He didn't dare to hold on to the top, so he raised his sword to block it!

Bang!

However, although the Zheyuan Sword is a top-level true spiritual sword, it is still difficult to withstand the attacks of the strong people in the Foundation Establishment Realm, and dense cracks suddenly appeared on the sword body!

"go!"

Yang Fan was bleeding again, and threw the Zheyuan sword directly at the Blood Eagle Old Man with a pale face!

"A little trick!"

The old man Blood Eagle sneered, raised his hand casually and waved a blood-colored torrent, immediately knocked away the already broken Zheyuan Sword, landed dozens of meters away, and penetrated into the earth obliquely!

"Now I'm dead!"

Yang Wanjun and others were completely desperate because Yang Fan, as a sword cultivator, was now even his sword was beaten to pieces, so that wouldn't be a big deal!

"Boy, are you out of your way?"

"Even the sword was almost shattered by me. What trump card do you have? Hehehehe!"

At the same time, the old man Blood Eagle flashed and appeared in front of Yang Fan. A cold smile appeared on his wrinkled old face, and once again grabbed the dry palm at the weak Yang Fan:

"I want to see if you can escape from my palm today!"

"Old dog!"

"You're just a big deal!"

Although Yang Fan's breath was weak at this moment, he still cursed and slapped it out.

Press down on your palm!

The last true energy in the body roared out, turning into an illusory giant hand, slapped at the head of the Blood Eagle without hesitation!

Hold the hand of heaven!

This is Yang Fan’s third time using this martial art!

The first time, Yang Fan used this martial arts to defeat Xiao Tianqi.

The second time, Yang Fan instantly killed the Ming King.

And this time, he wanted to kill the enemy above the level!

"You... are you a quasi-celestial martial art?"

The old man Blood Eagle's face changed:

"Impossible! How could you have such martial arts? Who are you?"

He was completely scared.

It’s not that Yang Fan can kill him with this palm, but that these treasures in Yang Fan’s body are a bit too outrageous!

First there are top-level sword skills at the ground level, then there are top-level spiritual swords at the true level...
To be continued...
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