The situation took a turn for the worse, which made the Su family, Lu family and others who had just spoken out in support of Tang Fan secretly rejoice.
Tang Fan has grown to the point where they look up to him. Even if he loses to Tang Heng today, he is still proud of himself.
If Tang Fan can push Tang Heng to this point, he has already won!
Not far away, Tang Tianhai looked at all this thoughtfully and sighed.
"Could it be that he is really the person chosen by our ancestors?"
Tang Tianhai shook his head, seemingly not worried at all about the impasse that Tang Heng was in.
Tang Heng's eyes were spitting fire and he had lost his mind.
He clenched his fist and roared: "It doesn't matter if there are many people, Tang Fan, I will kill you with my own hands!"
Tang Fan looked indifferent and said: "I'm sure that before you kill me, I will kill you too!"
Tang Fan glanced at the assistants invited by Tang Heng and asked: "Everyone, I will give you a chance. Should you fight or leave?"
They looked at the Shi family, Dongfang Zhanlong, He Lan and others behind Tang Fan, and they regretted getting involved.
Compared with the benefits Tang Heng promised them, life was still more important.
Tang Heng became anxious when he saw it, and said quickly: "Everyone, as long as you stay, I, Tang Heng, am willing to pay ten times the benefits!"
As soon as this statement came out, these helpers became even more dissatisfied.
Under such a situation, Tang Heng still allowed them to stay, which was clearly treating people as cannon fodder.
A middle-aged monk immediately walked up to Tang Heng and said bitterly: "Master Tang, I will not participate in today's matter!"
After the man finished speaking, he turned around and left.
If someone takes the initiative, the rest will be easy to handle.
Some came over to say hello, and some left without even saying hello.
In an instant, except for the Tang family's guards, there was no one around Tang Heng.
"Tang Heng, do you now understand what it means to be unjust and have few people to help you?"
Tang Fan's words were like a knife, piercing into Tang Heng's heart.
Tang Heng gritted his teeth and said, "Tang Fan, I want to challenge you to a duel, do you dare?"
He Yuexiang smiled and said: "You are still shameless. When there are many people, you have to fight in groups. Now that there is no one, you have to fight alone. Are all the Tang family members so shameless?"
Not only He Yuexiang thinks so, but everyone thinks so at this moment.
It is really ridiculous that the young master of the Tang family in the capital has such despicable conduct.
"I promise you!"
Tang Fan's words were resounding. He glanced at the friends behind him and said with a smile: "Everyone, please take a seat!"
Everyone met Tang Fan's gaze and saw the determination in his eyes.
Tang Fan's move was incompatible with Tang Heng's character.
"Why!"
Tang Tianhai, who was watching the battle from a distance, shook his head and sighed with disappointment: "If our Tang family continues like this, it's over. Tang Fan, I hope you can be an excellent whetstone!"
"Tang Fan, take your life!"
Tang Heng saw the disdainful looks everyone was looking at him, and he felt so cruel that he clenched his fists and charged.
A punch was thrown out, the shadow of the fist was like the wind, and the hurricane turned into a blade, sweeping toward Tang Fan overwhelmingly.
"Broken Wind Fist? Too bad it's too weak!"
Tang Fan snorted coldly and threw out the same punch, again the Wind-breaking Fist.
The golden fist shadow was so huge that it completely overshadowed the wind blade struck by Tang Heng.
"boom!"
The hurricane was dispersed, the golden fist shadow suddenly exploded, and a powerful wave of air rushed out from it.
Tang Heng couldn't dodge and was directly thrown away.
"puff!"
Tang Heng flew ten meters away before he stabilized his body and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Master!"
The old man next to Tang Heng shouted and rushed forward to block Tang Heng.
"Get out of the way, I can do it myself!"
Tang Heng, with disheveled hair and messy clothes, rushed towards him again with fists clenched unconvinced.
He unleashed all his cultivation, and his legs took strange steps, stabbing like a sharp sword.
Tang Heng tried his best and punched again.
This punch was powerful and heavy, completely different from the previous ones. Once the punch was punched, two punches of light appeared.
Tang Fan smiled slightly, if you can hit two fist shadows, then I will hit three.
He clenched his fist and waved it out, golden light shot out, and the shadows of his fists overlapped. Three fist lights appeared one after another, and at the moment they merged into one, they swallowed up Tang Heng's fist.
"Bang!"
Like a stormy sea, the heat wave swept across the earth and lifted Tang Heng away again.
"ah!"
Tang Heng vomited more blood and his whole body was in a terrible state.
Everyone was shocked. Tang Heng was a man of alchemy cultivation, but in front of Tang Fan, he couldn't even receive a punch.
This kind of crushing combat power is despairing.
"It's strange, he is obviously a foundation-building practitioner, how can he display such powerful magical powers? Could it be..."
Tang Tianhai murmured to himself thoughtfully, and suddenly thought of something.
"Tang Fan, you have made another breakthrough than last time!"
Tang Heng also discovered a problem.
The last time the two of them fought, Tang Fan did take advantage of the situation.
But this time, Tang Heng had to admit that Tang Fan's combat power had increased several times.
"Are you convinced?"
Tang Fan killed too many people today and was a little tired of it.
"You forced me to do this!"
Tang Heng slapped his forehead suddenly, spurting out a large mouthful of thick blood, and with a pinch of his fingers, it turned into a bloody sword.
This red sword light shot straight towards Tang Fan, as if it was soul-killing or life-threatening.
This is Tang Heng's strongest blow, and it is also the Tang family's life-saving technique.
He would not use it unless absolutely necessary.
Performing this technique will cause too much damage to one's own cultivation level, and may even cause a decline in cultivation level.
The blood sword roared, thunder rolled in the sky, and the sword energy all over the sky completely enveloped Tang Fan, and murderous intent was everywhere.
Tang Fan saw the terror of this sword, and quickly took steps forward, using the Nine Turns of Heaven and Earth Step to the extreme.
However, no matter where he fled, everything around him was locked by the blood sword, and there was no way to escape.
"Brother, be careful, this is the Tang family's natal blood sword!"
The Eastern War Dragons who were watching the battle stood up anxiously. They all saw the fatality of this sword.
"Haha, Tang Fan, you are dead. No one can dodge my blood sword!"
Although Tang Heng's breath was weak and his cultivation had dropped to the peak of the late foundation building stage, he laughed wildly.
"He... can he escape?"
Tang Tianhai frowned and narrowed his eyes into a straight line.
Suddenly, he looked towards the forest on the left, and he felt a very powerful aura in it.
Is there another strong person coming?
Tang Fan saw that he couldn't dodge the blood sword, so he simply stopped hiding, and instead sat cross-legged in mid-air, and immediately started the Panshan Sutra.
He wanted to take a gamble, under such an offensive, whether the restorative power of Panshan Jing could allow him to withstand this fatal blow.
"What is he doing!"
"Is he crazy? He doesn't want his life!"
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Tang Fan's clothes were torn to pieces, golden light spread out, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in a layer of Buddha's light.
Under the operation of the Panshan Sutra, the power of the three immortal veins completely exploded, and an aura that did not belong to this world surged out of Tang Fan's body.
As soon as this breath came out, it seemed to bring rules and communicated with the world. The thunder generated by the blood sword stopped rolling in an instant, and even the speed of the blood sword seemed to slow down a little.
"Go quickly and kill him!"
Although Tang Heng didn't know what Tang Fan was going to do, he also saw the changes in the world. He pointed his finger again, spurted blood from his mouth, and accelerated the speed of the blood sword.
This time, his cultivation level dropped directly to the late stage of foundation building.
"This breath..."
Tang Tianhai's figure rushed forward a little and looked at Tang Fan blankly.
In the mountain forest on the left, the powerful aura was also a little shaken, not as calm as before.
"Why is this technique so familiar? Let me think about it..."
The middle-aged man standing on the treetops had strange eyes.
"open!"
Seeing the blood sword approaching, Tang Fan shouted loudly and gathered the power of three immortal veins to speed up the operation of Panshan Sutra.
"Bang!"
A violent explosion sounded from Tang Fan's body, his skin and flesh shattered, his bones swelled, and all that was left of him was a white skeleton that was about to collapse.
At this moment, Tang Heng's blood sword passed through Tang Fan's body!