"Damn it, why do you have so many high-level talismans!"
The old man in purple robe raised his arm and quickly retreated.
"boom!"
Along with a loud noise, a dazzling light burst out from the center of the explosion.
The palms that were held together completely collapsed. Tang Fan was also affected because he was too close. His body rolled backwards and there was no good place in his body.
"ah!"
After Tang Fan flew dozens of meters away, he finally stabilized his body. At that moment, he was almost killed by the explosion.
Fortunately, he practiced the Panshan Sutra, otherwise he would have died long ago.
"What a cruel boy!"
The purple-robed Taoist flew up to Tang Fan with a look of shock on his face.
He has never encountered such a powerful opponent, and he is simply desperate for his life.
"Old guy, if you want to kill me, you are not qualified!"
Tang Fan grabbed a handful of elixirs and drank it. It was so effective that the Qi meridians circulated, and the injuries in his body improved instantly.
"You... damn, what a waste!"
The old man in purple robe was even more surprised.
"Today, either you die or I die!"
Tang Fan took out the cold iron ice blade, swung it hard, and with the help of the ice and snow storm caused by the sword, he rushed straight towards the purple-robed old man.
"Blood Wolf Spear!"
A red spear flew out from behind the purple-robed old Taoist and shot straight at the cold iron and ice blade.
"clang!"
The magic weapons of the two men were both bounced away. Tang Fan had already rushed in front of the purple-robed old man. With a shake of his arm, countless Yin Talisman flew out.
Although he possesses four immortal veins, his cultivation level is too far behind that of the strong men in the late stage of pill formation. If he does not think of other methods, he will not be able to resist at all.
"What the hell!"
Although the purple-robed old Taoist couldn't see the Yin Talisman, he was naturally aware of it based on his cultivation level.
He looked stern, and while waving his arms, a purple light shield appeared in front of him, completely blocking the Yin Talisman.
"Break it for me!"
Tang Fan raised his arms and threw out all the flying swords, shooting them towards the light shield.
"Your cultivation is too weak!"
The old man in purple robe snorted coldly, made a finger, and with a bang, all the flying swords were bounced away.
Tang Fan couldn't bear it anymore and rolled his body again.
Before he could catch his breath, the purple-robed old man's blood wolf spear had already been shot in front of Tang Fan.
Tang Fan had nowhere to dodge, so he could only shrink his body and wrap himself in the cloak behind him.
This is the Bi Hanyi he got from the Thousand-faced Ghost Doctor, and it comes in handy at this moment.
"boom!"
Although the blood wolf spear is sharp, it cannot penetrate Bi Hanyi.
But its power was too great, and Tang Fan was ejected again.
The purple-robed old Taoist followed him like a shadow, made a secret with his fingers, and flew out from his palm a purple pill furnace that looked like a real thing.
The alchemy furnace expanded violently, with blazing flames burning inside, emitting huge amounts of heat and hitting Tang Fan's body fiercely.
At this time, Tang Fan was still wrapped in Bi Hanyi, and he felt tremendous pressure on his body.
Although the Bihan clothes isolated some of the heat, it was still very painful.
He couldn't fight back, so he could only fly downwards and get out of Bi Hanyi at the same time.
He raised his head and glanced at the alchemy furnace, which looked like a mountain of flames, and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.
Although his combat power far exceeds that of Foundation Builder, because he has no systematic training and his magical powers are limited, there are too few methods that he can use when encountering a truly strong person.
The alchemy furnace is still expanding and is about to seal him inside.
"Cloud Tribulation!"
Tang Fan knew very well that once he sealed it, he would probably be burned to ashes, so he quickly used the Sky-Destroying Flying Sword.
A ray of red light shot out, covering the sky and the sun, as if splitting the sky into two.
With a clanking sound, the purple pill furnace paused for a moment, and a small gap appeared on the furnace wall.
"Although this sword is strong, your cultivation level cannot shake my Purple Flame Furnace."
The old purple-robed Taoist sighed, he admired Tang Fan's strength.
"It's not over yet!"
Tang Fan made another gesture with his fingers.
"Wind evil!"
Before the red light in the sky disappeared, a knife-like storm suddenly blew up.
This strong wind instantly formed an independent world outside the Purple Flame Furnace, which not only isolated the spiritual energy of all things, but also exuded a will capable of destroying life.
"Purple flames break the wind!"
Seeing that the alchemy furnace was blocked, the purple-robed Taoist once again controlled the purple flame furnace to expand and expand, hoping to squeeze through the storm in this tough way.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang in the sky that shook the heaven and the earth. Regardless of the wind, the furnace exploded.
Tang Fan was hit again and was blasted away covered in blood.
Although the situation of the purple-robed old Taoist was slightly better, he also suffered a certain amount of backlash.
"Ha ha……"
Tang Fan ignored his injuries and laughed loudly while floating in the air.
"What about the later stages of pill formation, old guy, thank you for accompanying me in practice!"
After Tang Fan finished speaking, he took out a handful of elixirs and drank it. The Panshan Meridian began to circulate in his body, repairing his injuries.
"I don't believe I can't kill you!"
The old man in purple robe was really angry this time. Tang Fan's recovery was too fast and he had no patience anymore.
Tang Fan said nothing, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.
He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and waved it away.
"Condensing Sand Buddha Slash, I wonder if my own blood can be condensed into a sword!"
Tang Fan raised his hand and pointed, and a red blood sword quickly formed and whizzed away.
If Shi Feiyu were here, he would definitely be surprised that Tang Fan actually displayed the second level of power of Condensing Sand Buddha Slash during the battle.
"How come you are too familiar with Shu Sect's magical swordsmanship!"
The purple-robed old Taoist looked at the huge blood sword in front of him that exuded endless killing intent. He did not dare to be careless, and when he made a hand with his fingers, a purple scimitar flew out of his palm.
The scimitar is like fire, with purple flames dancing on it, releasing the pressure to kill everything.
"Purple Flame Slash!"
The scimitar flew out and struck directly on the blade of the blood sword.
"boom!"
In the roar, the blood sword collapsed and the scimitar rolled back.
Tang Fan screamed in pain, blood spurted from his mouth, his cultivation level plummeted, and there was not much spiritual power left in his body.
"Tang Fan, let me see what else you can do!"
The old purple-robed Taoist flew after him, made a seal with his fingers, and flew out another Purple Flame Slash.
"It's over!"
The old purple-robed Taoist closed his eyes and killed a mere foundation-building monk, but he was forced to use his famous skill, Purple Flame Slash, which made him very unhappy.
"I said...it's not over yet!"
Tang Fan's eyes flashed with determination, and he took out a bone with a white jade luster from the Qiankun Bag. On the other end of it, there was a sharp thorn like a bone.
"Dragon Backbone, it's up to you!"
Tang Fan raised the dragon's spine and waved it fiercely at the purple-robed old man.
"This is……"
The purple-robed old Taoist looked horrified and stared blankly at the dragon's spine, unable to breathe for a while.
With Tang Fan's wave, the color of the world changed, and a dragon's roar seemed to come from the distant sky.
Then a bloody wind blew, and the sky seemed to be torn apart, and an indescribably huge claw appeared from it.
A heart-stopping roar spread in all directions, and this sharp claw struck hard at the purple-robed old man.
"No!"
The old man in purple robe stared blankly at the claw in the sky, feeling a strong life and death crisis.
He didn't care about anything at the moment, turned around and ran away.
But this claw was so big that it seemed to cover everything and forcefully slapped him to the top of the mountain.
"Boom...ah!"
The top of the mountain collapsed, debris flew across, and thick smoke billowed in all directions.
At the same time, the Purple Flame Slash offered by the purple-robed old Taoist had also flown in front of Tang Fan.
Tang Fan didn't have time to dodge, so he rolled and hid in Bi Hanyi.
With a "Zila" sound, Bi Hanyi was enveloped in purple flames, and a tearing sound was heard at the same time.
"ah!"
A scream came from it, and Tang Fan's body was slapped to the ground, right in the direction of the purple-robed old man...