Yao Ming was so angry. He had just wanted to seize the treasure, but he didn't expect that his treasure would be snatched away by Tang Fan.
He spread out his body, exhaled blood energy, and the bloody clouds in the sky chased in the direction of Tang Fan.
"Ye Tang, give me back the jade coffin, and I can forget the past!"
Before Yao Ming could finish his words, he made a gesture and a jade bottle flew out, from which a thousand souls of vengeance spewed out in a mighty force and rushed straight towards Tang Fan.
"Hmph, it's obvious that you were the ones trying to provoke me first, why don't you let me get some interest? If you have the ability, come after me!"
Tang Fan didn't look back, and his speed increased again, widening the distance.
"you wanna die!"
Yaoming's seven orifices filled with smoke, he turned around again, and a scroll flew out, with a lifelike crane painted on it.
The crane neighed, its wings flickered, and suddenly flew out of the painting, as if it was alive, and flew towards Tang Fan at high speed.
Before Yao Ming's hand could stop, a golden copper bell flew out of the storage bag, grew larger as it circled, and headed towards Tang Fan's position to suppress it.
Then, he took out an iron ring from his sleeve and threw it hard.
As the iron hoop roared, countless phantoms formed, like some kind of formation, chasing after Tang Fan closely.
"Ye Tang, I am the future leader of the Blood Saint Sect. These magic weapons alone are enough to kill you. You forced me to do this!"
Yao Ming's figure followed behind many magic weapons, laughing wildly.
One after another figures flew out with the light, surrounded by terrifying power. If anyone broke into it without opening their eyes at this time, they would definitely be seriously injured.
"Then let's see who is more powerful, your magic weapon or my talisman. This... you forced me too!"
Tang Fan glanced back and was shocked by the number of magic weapons in Yaoming's place. It seemed that the Blood Saint Sect really had a good foundation. Even a Taoist disciple could share so many resources.
Tang Fan didn't know that Yao Ming was not an ordinary Taoist disciple of the Blood Saint Sect. His family's power was relatively large in the Blood Saint Sect, and even the headmaster was a bit polite.
After he roared, he took out a handful of talismans and threw them out, making a finger and exploding them at the same time.
"Bang bang bang..."
The explosion of the high-level talisman was so powerful that the air waves spread to all directions, forming bursts of cyclonic heat waves. Its power was so powerful that it was difficult for Yao Ming's magic weapon to move even half a step forward, and it was temporarily frozen in mid-air.
"Haha, Yaoming, in the eyes of my miracle doctor Ye Tang, the Blood Saint Sect is just a small workshop in the village. If you know better, get out of here and don't bother me!"
"You...you, damn it, why does he have so many high-level talismans? Who is he? This person is definitely not an ordinary person!"
Yao Ming witnessed hundreds of high-level talismans exploding. If he hadn't dodged quickly just now, he would have suffered as well.
However, Tang Fan's behavior at this moment was no different from his usual behavior. That arrogance and pride seemed to make him see his own shadow.
In Yao Ming's heart, a sense of appreciation magically arose...
No, why am I a little envious of him!
Yao Ming cursed secretly, thinking that this might be the sympathy between heroes.
"I, Yaoming, am the Taoist disciple of the Blood Saint Sect. I must not be compared with him, and the jade coffin must be snatched back!"
When Yao Ming thought of this, the residual power caused by the explosion of the talisman in front of him had completely disappeared.
He did not hesitate to spend his cultivation, and while activating the magic weapons before, he simply took out all his family assets and threw them at Tang Fan.
"Tang Fan, do you... still have the talisman?"
Golden light burst out in front of Yaoming, like meteors, and a terrifying pressure was released, rushing towards Tang Fan again.
"This kid is really rich!"
Although Tang Fan was shocked inside, he didn't show any signs of it on the outside and threw out a handful of talismans again.
"Bang bang bang..."
The talisman collided with the magic weapon, and the roar spread in all directions, causing the two of them to retreat.
Tang Fan was also furious at this moment. He was about to take out the poison pill, but after thinking twice, he held back. He had a bigger plan.
Yao Ming was also panting heavily. He had never seen so many talismans in his life, but Tang Fan actually threw them out as if they were blank sheets of paper. Such arrogance made him even more envious.
He controlled many magic weapons, but at this time he was at the end of his strength and could not keep up with Tang Fan's speed.
"Fight no matter what, we must not bow to him. Where is the face of our Blood Saint Sect!"
Yao Ming looked ferocious, and regardless of his heartache, he took out two soul pills from his arms and swallowed them in one gulp to replenish his huge losses at this time.
As the power of the medicine evaporated, his momentum increased and he laughed wildly: "Ye Tang, I don't care where you come from, how dare you insult our Blood Saint Sect, I will never make it easy for you!"
After Yao Ming roared, he waved his hand to take back all the magic weapons. He pointed majestically at Tang Fan in front of him and said, "Next, I want to fight you openly. Do you dare to accept it?"
Tang Fan sneered and said: "I'm still afraid of you! The elixir, I taste it as casually as jelly beans!"
"It's ridiculous for you to brag! You..."
Yao Ming's face was full of ridicule, but the next second, his eyes almost fell out of shock.
I saw Tang Fan slap the Qiankun bag, and dozens of pill bottles flew out. He looked like he was thinking, and murmured to himself: "What kind of pill should I take today? Forget it, just grab one."
Bottle!"
After Tang Fan finished speaking, he closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to grab it, and a pill bottle flew into his hand.
Without looking, he poured out all the elixirs and stuffed them all into his mouth...
Tang Fan's spiritual energy was consumed a lot after all the hard work, and he really needed to replenish it.
"You...how do you have so many Qi-nourishing pills, my God!"
Yao Ming was so shocked that Tang Fan in front of him ate the elixir as if he were eating jelly beans.
Damn it, I should have known better than to offend him. If I could make such a friend, I would be able to increase my worth!
Tang Fan's wealthy and arrogant appearance deeply shocked Yao Ming, making him feel that his previous ostentatious behavior was really childish.
"Yao Ming, today you are pressing every step of the way. I, Ye Tang, will do justice for heaven and fight with you for three hundred rounds!"
At this time, Tang Fan's spiritual power was replenished, and his whole body was full of energy. He stopped running away, clenched his fist and rushed towards Yaoming.
"In order for him to fall into the trap, we must spend more money. Let's fight!"
Tang Fan was thinking in his mind, and used his Nine Turns of Heaven and Earth Step to transform into a shooting star. He arrived in front of Yao Ming in an instant and immediately punched him.
"Xiao Zhuji, I was afraid you wouldn't succeed!"
Yao Ming had seen the horror of Tang Fan's martial arts and magical powers, so he immediately responded and pointed at the blood on the top of his head. The blood immediately condensed into a terrifying bloody sun, and it was still expanding.
"puff!"
Yao Ming slapped his chest, spitting out a mouthful of dark black blood, and flew straight towards the bloody sun above. The moment it merged, the bloody sun trembled violently, as if it had a spirit, and crashed into the shadow of Tang Fan's fist with a roar.
"This power... is so terrifying!"
Tang Fan stared blankly at the bloody sun that hit him, his expression extremely solemn.
But then, the breath surged in his body, and he felt a familiar feeling about the bloody sun.
No, it’s not it that’s familiar, but the mouthful of blood that Yao Ming spurted out just now, which contains the aura of dragon blood!
It seems that this Blood Saint Sect is indeed related to Dragon Blood, so my plan will be implemented even more!
After Tang Fan figured it out, he looked fiercely and no longer used his fists with all his strength. Instead, after hastily striking out, he secretly used the Panshan Sutra to completely protect himself.
"boom!"
As soon as Tang Fan finished all this, the bloody sun collided with the shadow of his fist.
An unspeakable force of terror exploded, the blood flew away, and the golden light collapsed, as if it was going to wipe out everything in the world.
Tang Fan spurted blood continuously and his momentum weakened a lot.
But regardless of his injuries, he took advantage of the moment when his body was flying upside down, and used the disguise technique to transform himself into Ye Tang's appearance in order to implement his plan!
"Um?"
When Tang Fan turned around, Yao Ming's eyes widened.
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