As Tang Fan withdrew the Heaven-Destroying Divine Sword, the sword intent surrounding the Yuanying monk immediately dissipated.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the headless corpse smashed into him.
He turned his body slightly and raised his hand to grab the body. He looked at his brother's miserable condition and felt sad.
"Ah...second brother!"
Although the four of them were not brothers, they had been together for half their lives. At this moment, the other three were all killed, which made him very sad.
"Tang Fan, you...you are so cruel!"
"Am I as cruel as you?"
Tang Fan looked at him expressionlessly and sneered: "You know very well that the three of them are no match for me at all. You let them take action first just to find out my details!"
"Tang Fan, you..."
"Stop talking nonsense, who are you, and who asked you to come here?"
"I'm here... Wusi Mountain!"
"Wu Sishan? Why don't you call me 250?"
"Tang Fan, you are going too far!"
Wu Sishan put his second brother's body aside and stared at Tang Fan through gritted teeth.
"It doesn't matter what your name is, I can't remember it anyway!"
Tang Fan lowered his head and raised his fingers, as if he was thinking about something.
"Tang Fan, you...what are you doing!"
"I was thinking about what spell I should use to kill you. I know so many things that I don't know which one to use for a while..."
"ah……"
When has a mighty Nascent Soul been so humiliated?
Wu Sishan couldn't help it anymore, and the aura all over his body exploded instantly. The cultivation of the early stage of Nascent Soul spread to all directions. He boiled with murderous aura, and with a fierce look in his eyes, he stepped forward and rushed towards Tang Fan.
Tang Fan was not careless, the other party was still a Nascent Soul no matter what.
He raised his arm, and nearly all the power of ten immortal veins burst out from his body.
With the help of this vigorous spiritual power, he instantly opened up the six-layer sea of consciousness, which was a bloody city!
Behind him, the blood was flowing, and the figure of the blood dragon gradually formed.
"This is……"
Wu Sishan frowned, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding night sky turned into an endless blood color.
"Ouch!"
A roar came from the blood dragon behind Tang Fan. This was a dragon, a city, and his sea of consciousness world!
"What's this!"
Wu Sishan felt his heart in his throat as he felt the rich blood rushing towards him, as well as the powerful soul suppression within it.
However, he glanced at the Heaven-Destroying Divine Sword on Tang Fan's waist, and sneered: "Tang Fan, you are overestimating your own abilities. If you use this sword, you may be able to block me, but you have to rely on magic.
Too big!"
"Is it?"
With a flash of consciousness, Tang Fan simply put the Heaven-Destroying Divine Sword into the Qiankun Bag and laughed, "Then I will show you today how stupid you are to go against me!"
"boom……"
With a muffled sound, the blood dragon flew out, its huge figure hovering, and then collapsed in the night sky, turning into a bloody city, directly covering Mount Wusi.
"This...this is not a spell, but a formation!"
Wu Sishan finally understood, but it was too late.
Before he could see how the formation had changed, roars and heavy footsteps could be heard in the blood mist in front of him, and then a bloody giant walked out!
This giant's face is exactly the same as Tang Fan's, and it can be compared to his incarnation.
"You...how can you integrate the formation into your own consciousness? This is impossible!"
Wu Sishan looked at the powerful bloody giant and was terrified!
He didn't know that this bloody city was the Blood Saint Sect's nine-star blood soul array, which had been integrated with Tang Fan.
"Wu Si Shan, surrender, I will spare you death!"
The bloody giant roared and raised his huge bloody fist.
"Don't even think about it!"
Wu Sishan's figure flew up, facing the bloody giant in front of him, and launched a spiritual attack.
He had seen that this formation was connected to Tang Fan's consciousness, so he wanted to use his own consciousness to defeat the opponent.
Tang Fan secretly sighed, as expected, none of the powerful Nascent Souls can be fuel-efficient.
Although I can kill them, it is not that easy to really fight with my life.
However, Wu Sishan was already in the formation, which showed that he was one step late from the beginning!
Tang Fan released his spiritual consciousness, and the soul pressure in the formation immediately collided with Wu Sishan's spiritual consciousness. Although it was silent, it produced powerful fluctuations invisibly...
Wu Sishan groaned, his body flew backwards, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of horror.
"What a powerful power of consciousness!"
He never thought that the consciousness of his Nascent Soul cultivation would not be able to withstand the pressure of Tang Fan's soul power.
Moreover, it seems that the other party is still able to do it with ease.
"Tang Fan, you...you are playing tricks on me!"
Wu Sishan suddenly realized that Tang Fan could have killed him, but he didn't kill him. He was clearly using him to sharpen his fighting power!
Thinking like this made him even more angry.
"Tell me who asked you to kill me and what benefits were granted to you. Maybe I can let you go!"
The bloody giant slowly opened his mouth, exuding supreme power.
"Tang Fan, don't think I'm afraid of you!"
Wu Sishan was very frustrated and had never been so desperate in his life.
"In that case, let's continue playing! Just with the help of you, let me study how my own spells can be better integrated with this nine-star blood soul array!"
"Tonight, I will start training with you!"
The bloody giant raised his huge right hand, slowly made a fist, and struck at Wu Sishan's position.
Tang Fan did not hide his thoughts at all. This was also a psychological tactic!
He just wants to overwhelm the other party's confidence and use his Nascent Soul cultivation base to practice.
Along the way, Tang Fan has practiced various spells. Although none of them are weak, if he continues like this, it may limit his breakthroughs.
Therefore, when he was using the Nine-Star Blood Soul Formation just now, he suddenly had an idea.
He was not in a hurry to kill Wu Sishan, he just wanted to use him to test and integrate some of his strongest spells with this formation, so as to develop a set of tactics more suitable for him.
In this way, he will have the confidence to face opponents with stronger cultivation levels in the future.
"boom!"
The sound shook the sky, and a huge bloody fist shadow was formed in the dense blood. This fist shadow drove the blood energy and soul power in the formation, and seemed to have become a part of the formation.
This is the Nine Turns Divine Gang Fist!
Wu Sishan raised his head. Compared with the fist shadow, he was really too small. However, he did not give up resistance. Instead, he raised his hand and took three consecutive shots of the bloody world in front of him.
"Shura Palm!"
As his palms shot out, afterimages appeared in front of him. There were three palmprints at first, but as the palmprints fluctuated with Wu Sishan's aura, the three palmprints continued to transform into afterimages, turning into nine and then eighteen.
…
Wu Sishan looked at the afterimages of the palm prints in front of him, and suddenly pointed his finger in the air, and all the afterimages merged together, turning into a palm print that was not much different from the shadow of Tang Fan's fist!
This palm print emits red light and flies straight towards the fist shadow. At the same time, it is constantly changing, as if it wants to wrap the fist shadow within it.
The palm print first set off black mist, and then burned with flames, like a large sea of fire!
"Nascent Soul's magical power!"
Tang Fan looked thoughtfully at the strange sea of palm prints and realized a lot in his heart.
Wu Sishan's strength was stronger than he thought, but he was just a little timid.
If the opponent had taken action earlier and not been trapped in the nine-star blood soul formation, Tang Fan might have had to put in more effort.
But as long as he is in this formation, it is equivalent to being in Tang Fan's sea of consciousness, and he has missed a move first...
As the palm prints were taken, Wu Sishan's aura became obviously weaker.
"boom……"
There was a loud noise that shook the sky, the palm prints and fist shadows struck together, and the whole bloody world shook.
The shadow of his fist turned into blood and dissipated into nothingness, while his palm prints also turned into dots of fire, flying around.
But the bloody giant still stood there with an indifferent expression, not retreating at all.
"ah……"
Wu Sishan screamed unwillingly, which was a kind of helplessness that was restricted everywhere.
"Can you be stronger?"
Tang Fan's words were more like a mockery.
"Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated!"
Wu Sishan's eyes flashed, and as he flew up, his feet began to burn!
"Seniors can be killed and trained!"
Tang Fan showed no sympathy. A golden light flew out of his body...