If Xuanfeng is given another chance to choose again, he will never go against Tang Fan.
The three masters and apprentices ultimately paid a heavy price for their arrogance.
Tang Fan took Xuanfeng's storage bag from the blood mist, which contained several spiritual stones and some talismans for drawing talismans, as well as several flying swords.
"Brother Bloodhead, I have already avenged you!"
Tang Fan looked up to the sky and roared, turning his head to look in the direction where Tang Heng escaped.
Tang Heng used the Tang family's magic step to turn into a small black dot in the distance.
"Tang Heng, you can't run away today!"
A trace of cruelty flashed in Tang Fan's eyes, and he was about to chase after him, but suddenly stopped.
wrong……
Tang Fan frowned and fell into deep thought.
Tang Heng was Tang Fan's defeated general. With his IQ, he should have guessed that Xuan Feng was no match for him.
When he saw Xuanfeng was injured, he must have thought that he would find him soon, so why didn't he run away first?
There is only one possibility: he is deliberately waiting for Tang Fan to come and lure him into taking the bait!
There might be some traps ahead...
Tang Fan smiled coldly, so what about the trap!
Destiny is determined by God, but I'm still afraid that you won't succeed!
Tang Heng, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of me, even if I can't kill you at this moment, I will still tear a piece of flesh from your body.
If you offend me, Tang Fan, you must pay the price!
Tang Fan's anger was reflected in his cultivation, as if it were a sharp sword, and he pursued madly.
Tang Heng, who was far ahead, saw that Tang Fan was not chasing him, so he slowed down a little.
"Forget it, it seems that we need to implement the second plan..."
Tang Heng was thinking about it when he suddenly sensed something was wrong behind him. He turned around suddenly and saw Tang Fan turning into a rainbow, getting closer and closer to him.
"Well done!"
Tang Heng stopped thinking about it, speeded up again, and ran straight into the deep mountains and forests.
"Tang Heng, it's time for an end between you and me!"
The Tang family's Confused Step is not as fast as the Qiankun Step, not to mention that Tang Fan still has the power of the Seven Immortal Veins and the support of the Panshan Sutra.
The distance between the two became closer and closer, and they rushed into the vast mountains one after the other.
The farther you go, the higher the mountains are, the thicker the fog, and the mountains are stacked on top of each other, just like a fairyland.
"This fog is not right!"
The moment Tang Fan rushed into the fog, he noticed that the fog was a bit strange.
But he was just stunned for a moment and didn't take it to heart.
He has powerful spiritual consciousness and purple eyes, so he is not afraid of Tang Heng's schemes.
Tang Heng's figure stopped on top of a towering ancient tree, looking at Tang Fan with a proud expression.
"Tang Fan, today is the day you die!"
Tang Heng looked ferocious and said through gritted teeth.
His hatred for Tang Fan had reached the point where he wanted to eat his flesh and break his bones.
Tang Fan looked at Tang Heng fearlessly and said, "It's still unclear who will die!"
"Brother Ye, it's up to you next time!"
Tang Heng raised his head and said.
"Tang Fan, it's your honor to die in Ye's cloud thunder formation!"
Above the mist, an eerie voice came out.
As soon as he finished speaking, the mist rolled, and with a crack, there was the sound of thunder, and hundreds of sword lights shot down from Tang Fan's head.
Upon closer inspection, these are not swords, but streaks of thunder.
"This is the formation that gathers thunder..."
Tang Fan had a weird look on his face. Didn't the other party give him a free gift?
Haha, God helps me Tang Fan.
Tang Heng, you idiot, you actually thought of using the Thunder Formation to kill me. You are giving me a chance!
With a smile on his face, Tang Fan emitted his spiritual consciousness. The Thunderbolt Magic and the Panshan Sutra were operating in his body, integrating the cloud and thunder array into the sea of consciousness, and the origin of thunder instantly emerged from the sea of consciousness.
The eighth lightning celestial vein step that had just been formed in his dantian also started to move, releasing a powerful suction force.
After Tang Fan prepared everything, the body of the Immortal Thunder moved on its own, releasing the power of thunder and the light of lightning from his whole body. He seemed to have become a part of the thunder and flew up towards the thunder.
The thunder in the mist was summoned by the immortal thunder body, became more violent, and accurately aimed at his body.
"Idiot, if you still want to carry these thunders, you are really looking for death!"
Tang Heng looked proud, as if he had seen the scene of Tang Fan being blown to pieces by thunder.
"Bang bang bang..."
Hundreds of thunderbolts all hit Tang Fan's body. Tang Fan's entire body was wrapped in the silver light of the thunder, as if it was an energy ball about to explode.
Tang Fan within the silver light not only felt no pain, but his whole body felt numb and comfortable.
Compared with the thunder that Tang Fan encountered last time, the power of these thunders was really weaker and not enough to scratch the itch.
"The Immortal Thunder Body, the Panshan Sutra, and the Thunderbolt Divine Art, absorbing it like crazy!"
Tang Fan's cultivation burst out, his skills were running, and he quickly transformed the absorbed power of thunder into his sea of consciousness and elixir.
The origin of thunder in his sea of consciousness is stronger, and the steps of the eighth lightning celestial vein in his sea of consciousness are rising.
"Haha, Tang Fan, I'll blow you up to death!"
Tang Hengxiao burst into tears, but then he discovered that the silver light outside Tang Fan's body gradually faded, revealing a shining body.
"This is……"
Until all the thunder released in the formation was absorbed by Tang Fan, revealing a body with even stronger thunder power...
"It's a pity that there are still too few..."
Tang Fan looked at the electric light traveling around his body, like small snakes, and he still had some unfinished thoughts.
"Ah...impossible, why are you not dead!"
Tang Heng stared at all this blankly, as if he was dreaming.
"Your thunder is too weak, it can't kill me!"
Tang Fan smiled slightly, exhaled a breath of heat with the power of thunder.
"Brother Ye, what's going on!"
"Brother Tang, don't worry, it seems I underestimated him."
A translucent figure emerged from the rolling mist. He raised his hand and pointed at the sky, murmuring: "Gather thunder and destroy life..."
"Crack, click, click..."
"Boom boom boom..."
More violent thunder came from the sky, and the fluctuations caused by the fog became more intense. There were thousands of thunder swords shot down this time, and each one was comparable to an electric python.
"Haha, here I come!"
Tang Fan laughed crazily. If he had known better, he would have brought the Thunder Beast here and let it get some benefits.
But when he thought of that guy's leering eyes and unreliable character, Tang Fan no longer felt sorry.
"Tang Fan, I will blow you up this time!"
Tang Heng's eyes were red, and there were thousands of thunderous rays of light. Ordinary people would have been killed long ago.
He felt the power of thunder releasing the pressure of life and death, so he took out a pill and held it in his mouth. After the potion took effect, his body released the breath of thunder, which would prevent the thunder from bombarding his body.
This elixir was given to him by the organizer of this formation, who he called Brother Ye.
"I'm the descendant of the Dragon Emperor, so what's the point of fearing thunder! What's more, yours is just a formation thunder, not a sky thunder. It's far less powerful!"
Tang Fan's body rotated, as if bathing in the light of thunder, absorbing it faster.
"Bang bang bang..."
Tang Fan's body made a loud noise, and the lightning light became more intense. Under the bombardment of thousands of thunder lights, the eighth lightning fairy vein grew into a second step.
At the same time, his Panshan Sutra is also gathering energy to prepare for the impact on the second layer of physical shackles.
After a moment, the thunder light disappeared, and Tang Fan appeared in the mist formation as if he was covered in glowing light.
"Ah...he's still not dead!"
Tang Heng was so shocked that he almost fell from the tree.
"Brother Ye, didn't you say that in this cloud and thunder formation, anyone with a level below Nascent Soul will definitely die?"
Tang Heng looked up at the sky with a puzzled look on his face.
"Damn it, he...his body is so powerful!"
The young man named Ye appeared and stood next to Tang Heng.
"Hey, Mr. Ye, your formation is too weak. Hurry up and give your Grandpa Tang another thunder sauna!"
Tang Fan said provocatively with a sarcastic look on his face.
"Let's see how much more you can absorb!"
The young man Brother Ye was furious. He made a finger and muttered: "The power of thunder, the condensation of heavenly fire..."