"Oh my god...this is the Red Melting Sword Talisman!"
Tang Fan's expression changed drastically. He did not expect that Qingyun would throw such a powerful talisman in order to kill him.
Although the Crimson Sword Talisman is a high-level talisman, its power exceeds that of ordinary high-level talismans.
Drawing sword talismans is different from other offensive talismans. First of all, it requires extremely high levels of cultivation on the part of the person who draws the talisman. Secondly, there are many auxiliary materials.
It requires tens of thousands of years of lava powder from the bottom of the volcano and the blood of the spiritual beast Lunar Eclipse Monkey to be painted.
Although Tang Fan also knew how to draw this talisman, he was still unable to draw this sword talisman because of his low cultivation level.
Such an important treasure was naturally not painted by Qingyun, but was given to him by his master for self-defense.
After Qingyun saw Tang Fan throwing a lot of high-level talismans, he directly threw the Red Melting Sword Talisman in order to kill him quickly.
"Tang Fan, since you recognize this sword talisman, please leave your last words quickly! Haha..."
Qingyun laughed loudly, as if he had seen the scene of Tang Fan being chopped into flying smoke by the Red Melting Sword.
"Qingyun, you are too abrupt!"
Xuanfeng let out a long sigh and couldn't help feeling a little pity, this sword talisman was so rare.
It was drawn by Xuanfeng's master many years ago, and its value is immeasurable.
But then he understood Qingyun's intention. He must have realized that Tang Fan was not easy to kill, and was worried about the long nights and dreams, so he threw out his trump card.
"This sword talisman is indeed powerful, but it is not enough to kill me!"
Tang Fan had a ferocious expression on his face, and while quickly retreating, he pointed his finger at the jet-black epee with lava surging in the sky!
"Focusing Sand Buddha Slash!"
The void twisted, and a nearly transparent sword appeared in an instant. Although this sword was not as good as the Red Melting Sword, it was equally menacing, and it went straight towards the Red Melting Sword.
"Impossible, this is Taishu Sect's Ningsha Buddha Slash!"
Xuanfeng was shocked again, and his expression became even more solemn.
First the talisman, and then the magical power of swordsmanship. Only then did he realize that he knew too little about Tang Fan.
"Red Melt Sword, kill it for me!"
Qingyun chanted a spell in his mouth, and the speed of slashing down with the red melting sword suddenly accelerated. There was a sound of breaking through the air, and with the force of Mount Tai, it struck the big sword above Tang Fan's head.
"Boom boom boom..."
The loud noise spread for several miles, the earth trembled, the sky echoed, and sound waves rushed in all directions.
The two swords collided, causing cracks and then exploding.
"Bang bang bang..."
Tang Fan and Qingyun were knocked away one after another, and the lava on the Red Molten Sword poured down from the sky, like blazing fireballs.
Tang Fan retreated and opened his parasol to resist the fireball attack.
Qingyun also threw a defensive talisman, forming a bubble and surrounding him.
Xuanfeng protected Qingxu and quickly evacuated.
The fireball fell into the mountains and forests, forming dots of flames, as if it had experienced a catastrophe.
"It's not rude to come back without reciprocating. It's my turn now!"
Tang Fan took advantage of the residual power of the impact before it dissipated, burst out with his cultivation, retreated and rushed towards Qingyun, with a look of bloodthirsty on his face.
Qingyun looked at Tang Fan's red eyes and felt uneasy in his heart. The Red Melting Sword Talisman was already his strongest talisman. Even it couldn't seriously injure Tang Fan, let alone other magic weapons.
Qingyun looked at Tang Fan who turned into a black shadow, knowing that he was no match for him, so he turned around and ran away.
As he turned around, he shouted loudly: "Master, save me!"
"Tang Fan, how dare you!"
Xuanfeng also discovered the clues, put down Qingxu, and went at full speed to rescue Qingyun.
"God can't stop the people I want to kill!"
Tang Fan roared angrily, and the Panshan Mountain started to move and speed up again.
With a "whoosh", Tang Fan had already rushed within ten feet of Qingyun.
He reached out his right hand and pinched the void in front of him.
"Fire Claws!"
Tang Fan's arm stretched infinitely, and his palm formed a flaming claw, which pinched Qingyun's neck with a devastating force.
"No!"
Qingyun felt his throat tighten, the blood in his body stagnated, and he suddenly lost the ability to fight back.
"Tang Fan, let go of Qingyun!"
When Xuanfeng saw that Qingyun had been caught, he quickly made a gesture and directed a golden light towards Tang Fan.
If Tang Fan wanted to strangle Qingyun to death, he could only bear the blow forcefully.
But if he dodges or fights back, he won't be able to kill Qingyun.
The situation was changing rapidly. Tang Fan exuded an iron-blooded spirit and roared: "So what if I am at the peak of pill formation? I have the Panshan Sutra to protect my body and the dragon scale armor. Let's fight!"
With a "click", the flame claws exerted force, not only pinched Qingyun's neck, but also set his whole body on fire!
"ah!"
Qingyun screamed and instantly turned into a burning man, unable to die any longer.
"boom!"
At the same time, the golden light emitted by Xuanfeng also hit Tang Fan.
"Bang!"
The power of the immortal veins in Tang Fan's body burst out, the power of thunder emerged, the Panshan Sutra circulated, and the dragon scales manifested. Everything supported him to withstand Xuanfeng's blow.
"ah!"
Tang Fan was hit on the chest and his body flew backwards, but due to layers of protection, he only suffered minor injuries.
"puff!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression became more ferocious, he steadied his body, looked at Xuanfeng and laughed wildly: "I told you, all three of you will die today!"
"You...are you okay?"
Xuanfeng was shocked. Although his blow was not full due to the urgency, it was still enough to seriously injure the foundation-building monk, but Tang Fan was not seriously injured.
"Brother!"
Qingxu watched his senior brother Qingyun being burned to ashes and let out a shrill scream.
"Tang Fan, I want to avenge Qingyun!"
Xuanfeng's eyes turned red, and while he rushed over quickly, he threw out a high-level talisman.
"Every thought will be silenced, this talisman will destroy the soul!"
Xuanfeng chanted a spell in his mouth and activated this soul-killing talisman.
The soul-killing talisman exploded, emitting streams of cold aura, like seducing little ghosts, grabbing at Tang Fan from all directions.
"Tang Fan, I also want to avenge my senior brother!"
Regardless of his injuries, Qingxu flew out from the other side and threw out another talisman at the risk of his cultivation level plummeting.
"Wan Hai Talisman!"
The talisman exploded, releasing a cold breath and turning into a ball of blue water vapor.
The water vapor spread and formed a raging wave, hitting Tang Fan directly.
The combination of the Soul-Destroying Talisman and the Ten Thousand Sea Talisman produced two auras of death, which firmly sealed Tang Fan inside.
But Tang Fan stood firm and motionless, his body became more iron-blooded and murderous.
"The most stupid thing about you is that you still choose to use talismans to attack me!"
Tang Fan threw it casually, and the soul-eating cauldron flew out in a spin. The golden spider sparrow manifested and flew out, opening its sharp mouth and sucking hard at the imp formed by the soul-killing talisman.
"Zizzi..."
Those little devils screamed and were all sucked in by the golden spider sparrow.
"Chirp!"
The golden spider sparrow let out a rather satisfied neigh and went straight to Xuanfeng to suck it.
Tang Fan turned around and threw the cold iron ice blade in Qingxu's direction.
"Ouch!"
The cold iron and ice blades roared out, forming a world of ice and snow, colliding with the surging waves.
"Bang bang bang..."
The wave was forcibly torn open by the ice and snow cold world, revealing a weak Qingxu behind it.
The cold iron ice blade accelerated again, rushing through the waves, stirring and entangling Qingxu in the ice and snow barrier.
"Master, I don't want to die..."
Qingxu was already at the end of his strength, and he didn't even have the strength to escape, so he was turned into a ball of blood mist by the cold iron and ice blade.
But at this time, Xuanfeng could no longer care about Qingxu. He threw out a large number of talismans to resist the suction of the Soul-Eating Cauldron, and ran away.
"Qingyun Qingxu, my master will avenge you!"
Xuanfeng left a word, stretched out his hand and crushed the talisman in his hand.
"Bang!"
The white mist exploded by Xuanfeng with the help of the talisman disappeared instantly.