Wherever the sword light reached, nothingness exploded, but there was nothing.
"Did I sense something wrong?"
While Tang Fan was wondering, a hole was suddenly torn open in the void behind him, and a withered palm poked out from it.
"You are not worthy of this sword!"
This palm moved very fast, grabbing Tang Fan's neck like an eagle's claw, leaving an afterimage.
Tang Fan felt the cold wind behind him, suddenly shrunk his neck, took a step forward, and immediately leaned forward.
Although Tang Fan was fast, he couldn't resist the opponent's surprise and was still scratched on the neck by his fingertips.
"clang!"
However, the moment the fingertips touched Tang Fan's neck, there was a sound of metal and stone. Not only did it not hurt Tang Fan, it actually allowed him to escape.
Tang Fan quickly dodged away and looked back at the withered palm.
The hole in the void opened wider, and a thin old man walked out of it.
The old man's face was filled with a dead air, and he looked lifeless, but he concealed a profound level of cultivation.
"What a hard body. Everyone says you have a strong body. I didn't believe it before, but now... I believe it!"
The old man spoke slowly, his eyes exuding deathly energy shooting out two greedy rays of light.
Tang Fan held the Heaven-Destroying Divine Sword horizontally in front of him, looked at the old man carefully, shook his head and said: "You can still have such a strong cultivation level after taking away a dying body, which shows how powerful you are!"
"I, Tang Fan, am so virtuous and capable that I have attracted so many strong men!"
"Ha ha……"
The old man laughed loudly and nodded approvingly: "Not bad... Not bad. At such a young age, but with such good eyesight, you can actually tell that this broken body is not my real body. Then I will test you again, do you know who I am?"
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"I guess you are Hai Yuntian, the deputy headmaster of Wanghaizong!"
"I'm curious, how did you guess it?"
Hai Yuntian looked appreciative.
"Because you are wearing Wanghaizong's Taoist robe!"
"Well……"
Hai Yuntian lowered his head and looked embarrassed. How could he forget this?
Although this body was taken from him, in order to make it easier for him to see it, he also changed it into the Wanghai Sect's clothes.
He was secretly angry. Tang Fan's words were like scolding him for being stupid!
"Tang Fan, hand over all the magic weapons you have, or else..."
"Old guy, go to hell!"
Tang Fan didn't wait for him to finish, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, he raised his right arm, clenched his fist and punched it out.
"boom……"
The shadow of the fist was heavy, carrying the sound of wind, and flew straight to Haiyuntian, but in the middle, the shadow of the fist suddenly disappeared.
"Boy, you dare to play tricks on me!"
Hai Yuntian was about to resist, but found that there was nothing in front of him.
Of course he wouldn't think that Tang Fan was exhausted, he would just think that he was making a fool of himself.
"Tang Fan, you..."
"burst……"
Tang Fan spoke softly, and in front of Hai Yuntian, a ball of colorless light suddenly burst out. This light contained the heat of the sun and exuded the aura of destroying everything.
"not good!"
Hai Yuntian's expression changed drastically. Although he couldn't see anything, he felt a flame that could devour all things being swallowed towards him.
Without any stagnation, his cultivation exploded and he teleported away.
"Boom boom boom..."
However, Tang Fan had been accumulating this punch for a long time, and when Hai Yuntian discovered it, it was still a step too late, and the light of the extreme sun still covered his body.
"ah……"
After Hai Yuntian stopped in the distance, he lowered his head and glanced at the burnt Taoist robes on his body, his face turned ashen!
It was a shame and a great humiliation to be successfully attacked by a young junior!
Although this body, which was only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, could not release his spiritual transformation, the opponent's punch already made him feel threatened.
Tang Fan sighed inwardly, the more he faced an opponent with a high level, the more the shortcomings of his low level were revealed.
That punch just now, if his realm could reach Nascent Soul, or even form a pill, it would have seriously injured the opponent.
However, the other party's cultivation level was several levels higher than his, and it was no longer just a matter of fighting power.
Even though the integration of Hai Yuntian's physical body and Yuanshen is not perfect yet, his heritage is still there, and it is almost impossible for Tang Fan to kill him completely.
Therefore, we must find a way to resolve the issue quickly, otherwise the longer it is delayed, the more disadvantageous it will be to Tang Fan.
"No wonder Wu Sishan and the others are no match for you. You are indeed very cunning, but this... is not enough!"
Hai Yuntian's whole body was filled with murderous aura, and he had been angered by Tang Fan.
"Fu Hai...Liantian!"
Hai Yuntian rushed towards Tang Fan, raised his right hand, stretched out two fingers, and clicked a few times in the void.
Black runes flew out in an instant, and these runes combined together turned into a wide black river, like a black dragon, spanning the sky, spiraling up in the blink of an eye, and surrounding Tang Fan.
Another huge black wave set off in the long black river. Each wave was like a sharp knife. Under the power of the runes, the blade increased its magic power and slashed at Tang Fan one after another.
"So fast to cast the spell!"
Tang Fan felt ashamed in his heart. Even if the opponent could not exert the power of becoming a god, he had already reached the late stage of Yuanying, or even the peak stage of Yuanying.
This also made him understand that there seemed to be only one step away between the peak of Nascent Soul and the later and middle stages, but the gap was far beyond his imagination.
The higher the realm, every step away, the gap in strength is huge. This is an exponential leap, almost crushing!
"This is just the right time to sharpen my fighting power!"
Tang Fan's eyes flashed with cruelty. Instead of being afraid, he became even more excited.
His eyes widened, and an indescribable blood energy emanated from his body. This blood energy was so strong that it caused the color of the world to change, and even the black blades around him stopped for a moment.
At this moment, Tang Fan, covered by this blood energy, released a monstrous evil spirit, like an awakened ancient ferocious beast, touching the killing nature in his heart!
"What kind of skill is this!"
Hai Yuntian's expression changed. He didn't expect that with Tang Fan's cultivation level, he could release such a heavy evil spirit.
"Ouch!"
Tang Fan roared like a giant dragon from his mouth, and the blood energy behind him quickly condensed, turning into a blood dragon that was no weaker than the long black river outside!
The blood dragon raised his head and slowly opened a pair of big blood-colored eyes.
Tang Fan's eyes also turned red at this time, as if they had merged with the blood dragon.
"Blood Soul Fantasy Sutra, Dragon Ancestor is coming!"
Tang Fan roared angrily, and the blood dragon roared and rushed towards the long black river all around.
The two people's spells intertwined to form a huge vortex, like a hurricane roaring.
Under the collision of the blood dragon, the long river composed of black runes showed signs of collapse, but it did not collapse immediately.
"Fu Hai...Guiyi!"
Hai Yuntian frowned. Just like the surprise he brought to Tang Fan, Tang Fan's strength also surprised him.
Although his current cultivation level could not reach the level of becoming a god, he still had the foundation after all. However, he did not expect that Tang Fan could not only withstand his attack, but also counterattack.
He kneaded a little, and the long black rune began to shrink, turning into a long black sword, with densely packed runes flashing on it.
These runes are like living lives, full of spirituality, making this black long sword weird.
The long sword made a whistling sound and stabbed directly between Longtou's eyes.
"Wanghaizong's use of talismans to transform merit is indeed impressive!"
Tang Fan thought to himself that it was no wonder that when he fought with Jiang Ling Tritium before, he felt that his skills were full of poetry and painting. Although Hai Yuntian had a little more murderous intent at this time, his spells were still very flexible, even for killing people, they were so beautiful.
"However, you still don't know the true power of this Blood Soul Illusion Sutra. Even I haven't fully understood it!"
Tang Fan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the evil aura became stronger. Seeing the blood dragon in crisis, he was not impatient or impatient.
With a flash of consciousness, he softly uttered two words: "Formation change!"
"laugh!"
The black long sword had already pierced the blood dragon's eyebrows, but the blood dragon was filled with mist and turned into a large amount of afterimages of blood. The previous dragon's head suddenly disappeared, like an illusion.
"How can this be!"
Hai Yuntian was astonished. He had never seen such a realistic illusion before.
"Actually, the moment I took action, you were already in an illusion. This illusion is not fake, but an illusion of your consciousness!"