Seeing that the success of the possession of the Lord Jin Peng, Xiao Fan knew very well that the situation he was facing today was extremely dangerous, which was no less than that of the Dragon God Island, and even worse.↑After all, I only faced Qiye that time.
The spiritual body that was transformed into a python, but this time he faced Venerable Jin Peng, already possessed the body of a cultivator in the enlightenment stage.
His combat power may not be above the Blood Light Boy, but his freedom is far from comparable to that of the Blood Light Boy.
On Dragon God Island, the first priority of the Blood Light Boy is to guard the blood sacrifice venue, ensure the safety of the creatures raised in the blood cocoon, and dare not stay away. Only then can Xiao Fan and others escape successfully. At present, the Venerable Jinpeng is very likely to pursue it.
Kill him to the ends of the world.
This time, Xiao Fan really couldn't even hide.
Judging from the greedy expression of Venerable Jin Peng's chaotic spirit body, Xiao Fan knew very well that this person would never give up if he didn't capture him.
Since that's the case, let's try to get rid of his helper first.
Fighting alone, Xiao Fan naturally did not fear cultivators of the same level, but in the melee, a great cultivator at the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage should not be underestimated.
"Good come!"
Seeing Xiao Fan taking the initiative to attack him, the middle-aged man laughed instead of anger, shouted angrily, flipped his wrist, and there was a thick-backed golden knife in his palm, exuding a powerful golden aura, without hesitation, towards the long blue golden color.
The sword hits it.
The Golden-winged Roc has the natural magical power to tear the void, and is second only to the Tianfeng clan in terms of the talent of the way of space. This Golden-Peng cultivator has seen Xiao Fan's teleportation magical power and space technique, so he turned his natal feather into
The golden sword was sacrificed. The purpose was to make it difficult for Xiao Fan's teleportation technique and space technique to use it in full.
As long as Xiao Fan can be locked in and forced him to confront him head-on, the middle-aged man has absolute confidence, Xiao Fan will definitely not be his opponent.
Over the years, he has never suffered a defeat when fighting with a monk of the same level.
"Clang—"
The swords intersect and make a metal-like crisp sound.
What unexpectedly happened to the middle-aged man was that this time Xiao Fan did not use his teleportation technique and space technique, but fought in a real battle. He could feel the huge force coming from the blue golden sword, this power
His strength even shocked him.
Venerable Jin Peng once said that Xiao Fan had the bloodline of the Vajra Giant Ape in his body. The middle-aged man still didn't believe it, but now he has to believe it.
However, this is not the point. The real point is. The middle-aged man thought that Xiao Fan was going to fight hard with him. He had already raised his true energy and was ready to let this human boy taste the power of his natal golden sword. It looked like it was
The extremely sharp blue-gold long sword suddenly broke and cracked into more than a dozen pieces.
No, it is not a dozen pieces, but a dozen short swords with cold light!
Xiao Fan's long sword was originally made of the twelve natal dragon scales of the Chi Jiao. It was Xiao Fan's trump card that unexpectedly attacked the enemy. So far, he has never failed every move.
This time is no exception!
Even though the middle-aged man has a profound realm and has extremely rich combat experience, he was caught off guard.
"Damn..."
In his busy schedule, the middle-aged man shook his body, and his golden flying knife suddenly flew up. He rushed towards the twelve dragon-scale swords that were coming like lightning.
No matter how fast he moves, he is still half a beat slower than Xiao Fan!
There was a jingle sound. Most of the dragon scale sword was blocked by a golden flying knife, and then a muffled groan suddenly sounded...
The twelve dragon scale swords flew back to Xiao Fan's hand in a blink of an eye and solidified into a blue-gold long sword again. On the middle-aged man's golden robe, three more ochre colors appeared. The left shoulder, left chest and right waist were
The skin is blooming, and blood gushes out from time to time.
If he hadn't resisted quickly, the three dragon scale swords just now would have been enough to cut him into pieces, which would have been definitely not the kind of flesh-like wound at the moment.
"Junior..."
The middle-aged man's face was so angry that his face was distorted and deformed.
This kid's realm is not as good as himself, but he really started fighting, but he was restrained everywhere and injured frequently. It was a great shame. Seeing that he was so incompetent, he was afraid that after returning to the clan, he would also be
There is no good fruit to eat. As for inheriting the lord's mantle and becoming the new generation of clan leader of the Jinpeng clan, you should not even think about it.
Unfortunately, Xiao Fan was planning to argue with him at all, and he didn't intend to let him breathe. His wrist trembled, and the blue golden sword, with a long sword light, slashed down at the middle-aged man again.
"This is the trick?"
The middle-aged man almost burst into anger.
This kid uses the same trick one after another, which is not just a contempt for him, but an insult!
An insult to his IQ!
Could this despicable and despicable method make him a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator fooled twice?
At the moment, the middle-aged man shouted loudly, ignored the blue-gold long sword that was slashing towards him, raised his natal golden sword, stepped forward, and rushed straight towards Xiao Fan's chest. At the moment of taking action, he pushed the sword straight into his body.
, and the innate magical power of the natal golden sword to tear the void, suddenly approaching Xiao Fan.
It is a good way to send back and arrive first.
In an instant, the natal golden sword was already close to Xiao Fan's chest.
Although Xiao Fan was wearing dragon scale armor, the middle-aged man believed that no matter how strong the armor was, he could not block his natal golden sword with all his strength.
As long as it is not the authentic Tongxuan Lingbao, a piece of armor cannot be so terrifying!
At this moment, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, because he suddenly realized that a smile appeared on Xiao Fan's face.
Very light, with a hint of sarcasm!
Master Jin Peng, who was originally full of confidence, suddenly became uneasy again - could Xiao Fan have any tricks?
Unfortunately, he guessed it right again this time.
Xiao Fan's purpose is to induce him to fight with him in close combat.
Xiao Fan has the power of a dragon and elephant, the body of a vajra, and the close-fitting fighting technique is the best in the world. Even if a middle-aged man possesses the natal power of a golden-winged roc, he is definitely not Xiao Fan's opponent in close-fitting fighting!
"Dragon and elephant heavy hand!"
The four words were clearly heard into the middle-aged man's ears.
The left hand, which was ready to go, suddenly slammed out with a palm!
The wind is howling, and the face is like a knife!
"Son of a bitch……"
The middle-aged man screamed halfway, and then it turned into a scream. His whole body flew up, and a large bloody rain fell from the air. There was a burst of "crackling" sound, which was the sound of bone shattering, for a moment
The middle-aged man didn't know at all how many bones in his body were intact.
Poor, this great monk at the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage, was usually called a noble ancestor in the Jinpeng clan, and even famous in the entire Xuanwu world. In front of a monk of the same level who was far younger than him, he became like a child.
Powerless to resist.
In the air, a resolute look flashed on the middle-aged man's face, full of resentment and fear, suddenly stretched out his hand and, with a "click", he hardened one of the two short golden horns on his head.
It was broken. Strangely, the wound surface was extremely neat, as if it was cut off by a sharp blade, smooth as a mirror, without any blood oozing out.
The middle-aged man looked at the short horn deeply, without saying a word, suddenly opened his mouth and bit the short horn in one bite. A crisp sound of "光全全全" actually chewed the short horn to pieces.
Swallowed directly.
In an instant, the middle-aged man, who had just reached the level of advanced level of the late-stage great monk, suddenly had a sense of vitality, and his eyes were red, as if drops of blood were about to drip down.
This is the second time he has forcibly stimulated his potential in his body in a short period of time, instantly suppressing his injuries and recovering his magic power.
Perhaps the Jinpeng clan does have this secret technique, but no matter what, doing so will definitely cause extremely serious consequences, and it is inevitable that the physical and mental damage will be severe. It is just that the situation is prohibited, so the middle-aged man doesn't care much about it.
No matter how serious the consequences are, it is much better than being killed on the spot by the human boy here.
But obviously, this kind of persistence to the end did not make Xiao Fan feel at all confused. He shook his feet and chased him like a shadow. The long sword in his hand shook, and countless sword flowers were pulled out.
Like mountains, they rolled over and over, and rushed towards the middle-aged man.
Wuji Nine Swords!
This is the direct sword technique of Wuji Sect. No one can be taught except for authentic Wuji disciples, including his wife, son, and children.
In the mundane world, Xiao Fan rarely used this sword technique.
No one can stop him from a single move or a half of his moves, and basically cannot use a powerful skill like Wuji Nine Swords. It is extremely rare for an enemy who can truly force him to use Wuji Nine Swords.
Even in the world of cultivation, Xiao Fan rarely uses this set of swordsmanship.
Generally speaking, dragon and elephant heavy hands can solve problems cleanly and neatly.
However, facing the middle-aged man's "undeadly killing Xiaoqiang", Xiao Fan finally used this sword technique. He just couldn't let his opponent have another chance to breathe. Once the middle-aged man recovered, there would definitely be a
Awesome means must be used.
Every late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator has his own unique skills.
Although Xiao Fan was not afraid, the battle took too long. I was afraid that the Venerable Jinpeng would not give him so much time to slowly resolve the battle.
Eliminating dangers in its bud is the safest and most "affordable" method!
The middle-aged man's eyes changed.
He had already learned Xiao Fan's method of fighting in close combat, and he knew clearly that no matter what, he could not let this human boy bully him. Otherwise, history would happen again and disaster would come again. He is really true.
The righteous can no longer bear a heavy hand from the dragon and elephant.
As soon as his body shook, the Jinpeng clan used his talented magical power to tear the void, and the middle-aged man wanted to distance himself from Xiao Fan.
At this moment, a chaotic pattern of cherry red appeared, and immediately blocked his way.
Xiao Fan had already been on guard against his move.
Before the middle-aged man could do anything, endless sword shadows were already shrouded.
"asshole……"
As the middle-aged man shouted, his golden body was completely submerged by the rolling sword flowers in a blink of an eye. Among the sword flowers, the sound of weapons and the middle-aged man's angry scolding sounded from time to time.
After all, I still can't escape the trap set by this human boy! (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!