The Ying group's lineage has a transcendent status in the Five Immortals Sect, and even the headmaster has to respect them a bit.
Counting the young master in front of him, Elder Heifeng has already served two ancestors.
She was admired everywhere she went, and she had never been wronged like this.
What made her even more angry was that her cultivation level was obviously much higher than that of Tang Fan. If the two of them were to engage in a battle, she was confident that based on their overall strength, even if they couldn't kill Tang Fan, the situation would definitely not be like this.
Tang Fan's attack was swift, accurate and ruthless, catching her off guard.
Now when she calms down, she will naturally take revenge.
Although one of her arms has lost its combat power, the impact on her is not too great.
In her rage, the huge bat behind her rushed straight towards Tang Fan with the momentum of sweeping an army.
"Old witch, don't think I'm afraid of you!"
Tang Fan did not dodge, he raised his hand, the dragon's spine appeared, and rushed towards Elder Heifeng.
Zhang Badao was about to stop him when his mind moved, he turned to look at the Seventeenth Ancestor and stopped.
In fact, he also wanted to see how much Tang Fan had to hide. Apart from his physical strength, he didn't know much about Tang Fan's strength.
"Junior, come and die!"
Elder Heifeng's eyes flashed with hatred, and his body trembled. The black bat behind him quickly flew out, stretched out a huge black and ferocious claw, and swatted it at the top of Tang Fan's head.
"Get away!"
Tang Fan raised his arms and a ray of white light shot straight into the sky.
"Ouch!"
A dragon roar resounded through the sky, as if coming from outside the sky, and the color of the world changed!
"Ouch!"
The spirit beasts in the Five Immortals Sect sensed this, and they all looked up at the sky and roared, and some even fell to the ground.
In the sky, a claw larger than a bat suddenly appeared, with a bloody wind exuding from it, and a supreme meaning covering the sky.
In the sky above our heads, it seemed that only this huge claw was left.
It aimed at the black bat and pressed down on it like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
"What's this!"
Zhang Badao opened his eyes wide, such a vision opened his eyes.
He saw that Tang Fan was using a magic weapon, but its power was comparable to some kind of spell.
The Seventeenth Ancestor also felt refreshed, but then a joyful expression appeared on his face, which was the joy of seeing the powerful descendants.
"So strong..."
Elder Heifeng raised his head and looked at the dragon claws that covered the sky and the sun. He was shocked physically and mentally and felt great pressure.
Wearing a red dress and extremely sexy, the young lady Ying also raised her head and looked up at the sky. No one knew what she looked like under the mask, but her eyes also showed surprise.
"It seems that as my cultivation improves, the power of the dragon's claws also increases a lot..."
Tang Fan had a look of deduction in his eyes, and he had a new understanding of his own combat power.
Now that Zhang Badao already knows his identity, there is no need for him to hide it anymore.
He was using the Dragon Claw at this moment because he wanted to show the powerful men of the Five Immortals Sect that he had more powerful energy!
"boom!"
Under everyone's surprised and thoughtful gazes, the dragon's claw struck the bat's head with its heaven-shaking power.
"Bang!"
The void twisted, and the bat's head collapsed on the spot, turning into a ball of black gas and gradually disappearing.
"puff!"
Elder Heifeng's chest was shaken, and he suffered a backlash. Finally, he could no longer hold back and spurted out a mouthful of thick blood.
But the dragon claw did not disappear, and it still pressed towards Elder Heifeng.
Even if Elder Heifeng dodges at full speed, he is still under the pressure of the dragon claw!
"No, take it back quickly!"
Zhang Badao saw that something was not good. If he continued filming, Elder Heifeng would not simply vomit blood.
He made a finger and transformed a spear in front of him, and shot straight into the center of the dragon's claw, blocking Elder Heifeng's path.
"Disperse!"
The Seventeenth Ancestor in the distance saw that Tang Fan could not control himself and raised his hand.
It seemed as if a gust of wind floated gently, but when the gust of wind hit the dragon claw, it suddenly produced a powerful destructive force. The dragon claw twisted and collapsed with a bang.
Zhang Badao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Tang Fan with a complicated expression, not knowing what to say.
Tang Fan's long hair was flying, but the fierce light in his eyes had not dissipated.
"This master is not bad..."
Xiao Lei snorted coldly, becoming more and more convinced of Tang Fan's attitude.
Tang Fan looked at Elder Heifeng coldly and said sarcastically: "Do you think you are strong?"
"Do you think you can bully others just because you are old?"
"Do you think you can insult me just because you have a noble status?"
Every time Tang Fan said a word, he moved forward for a while, and finally landed ten feet in front of Elder Heifeng.
"Xiao Lei accidentally entered Yingzu's courtyard. It was his fault, but you shouldn't have cleaned it up without my permission. And then, you dared to insult me in person. This is your second mistake!"
"I am the young ancestor of the Five Immortals Sect, the master of the Alchemy Hall, and the descendant of Senior Han Qi Bailang. In every capacity, I am stronger than you!"
"Whether it's a comparison of status or strength, you are inferior to me. How dare you boss me around?"
"Today is just a lesson. Next time... the headmaster and Xiao Qi may not be by your side!"
After Tang Fan finished threatening, he ignored others, turned to look at Xiao Lei, and flew away.
"Master, wait for me!"
Xiao Lei quickly chased after Tang Fan.
"Xiao Qi?"
The Seventeenth Patriarch's face twitched, and now he understood Zhang Badao a little bit.
This little bastard really knows how to take advantage!
"Are you leaving in such a hurry?"
A red shadow flashed in front of Tang Fan, and Little Master Ying stood in the way.
"Do you want to fight too?"
Tang Fan asked coldly, but his eyes were a little dodgey.
It's just that the other person's figure is too hot, and it doesn't seem appropriate no matter where he looks at it.
"hehe……"
Young Master Ying's body trembled slightly, she smiled brightly, and the thick fragrance wafted from her body, making her amorous.
Damn it, she's showing off her charm again!
Tang Fan's whole body softened under her laughter, and the strong body created by the Panshan Sutra showed signs of collapse.
He was so frightened that he became unstable and said angrily: "If you have something to say, say it quickly!"
"Haha, Hall Master Ye, you seem to be afraid of me..."
Young Master Ying took a step forward, her white snow trembling slightly, as if she couldn't hide it and was about to come out.
Tang Fan was breathing heavily. He wanted to look away, but he couldn't control his eyes.
Xiao Lei beside him even had his eyes shining and his saliva was about to flow.
Tang Fan said angrily: "What am I afraid of you doing!"
"Don't you think I'm beautiful?"
Young Master Ying has a beautiful smile. Although her appearance is obscured by the mask, her charm is even greater.
"All men can't control themselves when they see me!"
Young Master Ying raised her hand and pressed her chest lightly, patting it rhythmically.
"If you don't have anything serious to do, I'll leave!"
Tang Fan's eyes twitched with the beating of her white little hands, and the feeling of being pulled by others made him very unhappy.
"Just a reminder, take care of your servants!"
Tang Fan turned his head, wanting to leave in another direction.
"My servant beat your servant, you have to avenge him; then, you beat my servant, what should I do?"
Young Master Ying no longer smiled, but her voice was still as gentle as water. It was clearly a question, but it was also full of teasing.
"What do you want?"
"It would be hard for me to save my face if I let you go like this. It would chill their hearts, don't you think?"
Young Master Ying stretched out her pink and fleshy little hand and pushed it straight in front of Tang Fan.
This palm was ordinary, but it made Tang Fan's expression change drastically.
He saw a dazzling white halo emerging from her palm, which made him feel colder than he had ever felt before.
An unspeakable cold air emanated from the halo, like a cage, possessing unshakable power, and enveloped Tang Fan's body.
As Tang Fan retreated quickly, the Panshan Mountain started to move, and dragon scales flashed to protect his whole body.
A fiery light of black and red colors appeared outside Tang Fan's body, which was used to resist the opponent's spells.
But this white halo seemed to be invisible, and it was faster than his speed. It expanded instantly and suddenly passed over his body...