Tang Fan frowned and was about to get angry when Yingxiang giggled.
"Boss Tang, Mr. Yao is joking with you, don't take it seriously!"
Tang Fan nodded and said: "If Mr. Yao doesn't mind, I, Tang Zhuo, am willing to be your friend. Tonight, we will get drunk and then we will rest!"
"Not everyone deserves to be my friend Yao Ming!"
Yao Ming looked arrogant, clearly not looking down on Tang Fan.
Such arrogance is in line with Yao Ming's consistent personality.
"If I hadn't done it for Miss Ying's sake, I wouldn't have bothered to talk nonsense with you! Just do it, I won't give it away!"
Tang Fan turned around and left. Who still has no temper?
"You want to drive me away, but you don't have the ability!"
Yao Ming's figure swayed, and he clenched his fist and punched Tang Fan's back...
Tang Fan felt the sound of wind on his back, and he ducked to the side and turned around at the same time.
"Yao Ming, what do you mean?"
"It is rumored that you are very powerful, I want to give it a try..."
"If you have the ability, just come!"
Tang Fan rushed out the door.
"Have the guts!"
Yao Ming immediately followed him out.
Yingxiang didn't stop her. It was normal for young talents to look down on each other.
If you don’t fight, you won’t get to know each other!
This move attracted the guests in the bar. Yingxiang quickly grabbed Monica and said: "Stabilize them and don't let anyone come to join in the fun!"
Monica nodded and immediately walked toward the crowd. With her unique charm, she quickly diverted everyone's attention.
Yao Ming walked out of the bar and saw Tang Fan standing there waiting for him.
"If you have the ability, come and chase me!"
Tang Fan said harsh words, and quickly rushed into the distance.
"The speed is not slow!"
Yao Ming's legs touched the ground, and he had already flown into the air, following closely behind.
"If both of them can be used by me, maybe there will be unexpected gains!"
Yingxiang smiled slightly and chased after her. But her speed was not fast, because she had told Yao Ming before that her old injury had recurred...
…
Tang Fan led Yao Ming to a relatively remote beach.
The reefs here are messy and undeveloped, so not many people usually come here.
Tang Fan turned to look at Yao Ming, and his eyes were in a trance. This scene was just like when they first met, neither one was convinced by the other...
Yao Ming looked proud and said: "They say you have the ability to please women, but it's a pity that I have never seen it!"
"Not only can you see it, but you can also experience it for yourself. Come here...I don't dislike you!"
Tang Fan curled his fingers in a very mocking manner.
"Experience?"
Yao Ming was stunned for a moment, then woke up and said angrily: "Despicable villain, how dare you insult me! Do you know who I am? I am the Taoist disciple of the Blood Saint Sect and the future leader!"
"Haha, how did an arrogant guy like you survive to this day!"
Tang Fan looked disdainful.
"That's because I have arrogant capital!"
Yao Ming waved his arms, his head was filled with rich blood, and even his hair turned red.
Tang Fan looked contemptuous, held the Sanhe Sword in his hand and said: "Stop talking nonsense, if you want to fight, fight!"
"Today I will let you see what it means to be strong!"
Yao Ming's body turned into an afterimage, his blood boiling, like a bloody cloud, shooting straight towards Tang Fan.
He made a gesture and the blood energy rushed forward, condensing into a bloody giant in the void.
The bloody giant roared loudly, raised his bloody palm, and slapped Tang Fan hard on the head.
Tang Fan didn't expect Yao Ming to use his trump card. As the bloody palm prints came, the surrounding space seemed to be sealed. Looking around, it was filled with blood.
However, just as Tang Fan felt the powerful pressure, the dragon blood in his body suddenly boiled, and the power of blood hidden in his body roared, instantly dissipating the opponent's pressure.
This force was extremely powerful, prompting Tang Fan to raise his sword and stab the center of the bloody handprint!
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
In Yao Ming's eyes, Tang Fan's move was tantamount to seeking death!
"Ouch!"
Tang Fan let out a roar, and he and the Sanhe Sword seemed to transform into a giant dragon.
"boom!"
Under the three-color light, Tang Fan bumped into the center of the bloody handprint.
"boom……"
A strong vibration spread from the sky to all directions, and the space seemed to be torn apart. Yao Ming opened his eyes in shock.
Amidst the loud noise, his bloody handprints began to disintegrate, but Tang Fan remained intact.
"It's my turn!"
Tang Fan stood high above him and stabbed Yao Ming with his sword.
"I underestimated you!"
Yao Ming roared, and his body radiated stronger blood energy. The bloody giant raised his other hand and smashed his fist at Tang Fan.
His fist was like a hill, emitting overwhelming evil energy.
Driven by this blood energy, Tang Fan's body also radiated a faint red light, and the dragon's blood seemed to be somewhat uncontrollable.
"not good!"
Tang Fan did not dare to break out his cultivation again, and quickly suppressed the boiling dragon's blood. The three-combination sword flew out of his hand, turned into three colors of light, and went straight to stab the bloody giant's fist.
"boom!"
There was another muffled sound, and the bloody fist gradually collapsed, and its rich blood was wildly devoured by the three-in-one sword.
"What kind of sword is this!"
Yao Ming looked horrified, he felt that this sword seemed to be able to suppress his own skills.
But in fact, what really suppressed him was the dragon blood in Tang Fan's body!
Yao Ming stopped being careless and immediately made a seal. The bloody giant turned into blood again and flew behind him.
But just at that moment, 20% of his blood was sucked away by the Sanhe Sword.
Tang Fan was also surprised by this scene, but he quickly understood.
His blood can suppress the Blood Saint Sect's skills, and the Eternal Life Tree also sucked his blood, so the Sanhe Sword can naturally absorb the opponent's blood.
"Are you still fighting?"
Tang Fan took back the Sanhe Sword and felt a strange feeling in his mind.
"Your sword is too evil to win with force!"
Yao Ming said shamelessly.
"You don't need a sword, I can still hit you!"
Tang Fan had already seen the cherry blossoms not far away and immediately had an idea in his mind.
He put away the Sanhe Sword, clenched his fist and rushed towards Yao Ming.
Tang Fan's figure was as fast as lightning, and the surrounding void seemed to be crushed, making a crackling sound.
"I'll drive you crazy!"
Yao Ming also clenched his fist to welcome him. All the blood and energy in his body gathered on his fist, exuding an evil force.
"This man really wants to save face, don't defeat him!"
Tang Fanren was in the air when he suddenly heard Yingxiang's voice.
Tang Fan paused slightly, seemingly affected, but he was laughing inside.
What Yingxiang means is exactly what he thinks!
The fists of the two were close at hand, and finally collided fiercely.
"boom……"
This sound was like thunder resounding through the sky.
"ah……"
Tang Fan wailed and flew backwards, his face pale, and he stabilized his figure after several feet.
Yao Ming also retreated, but not as far as Tang Fan.
"you……"
Yao Ming frowned slightly. He felt that Tang Fan had reserved his strength. The punch between the two should at least be evenly matched.
"Young Master Yao, I admire you!"
Unexpectedly, Tang Fan clasped his fists and said with shame: "I, Tang Zhuo, have never obeyed anyone in my life, but after seeing you today, I am convinced!"
"Well……"
Yao Ming was slightly embarrassed, but he quickly returned to normal, clasping his fists and saying, "Brother Tang, it's not easy for you to force me to this point. I'm going to do a lot in the future!"
"No, I'm not as good as Mr. Yao..."
Tang Fanxin said that this guy is getting thicker and thicker.
"From now on, you will be my brother Yao Ming. Before, I just wanted to test your true ability, and there was no harm in it!"
"Haha, it's my honor to be a brother with Brother Yao! Come on, let's go back to the bar!"
"You two, you just stopped fighting when I arrived?"
Yingxiang walked over with a smile and secretly cast an appreciative look at Tang Fan.
Yao Ming smiled and said: "Brother Tang is well-deserved. He does have some abilities and is qualified to be my friend, Yao Ming!"
Tang Fan waved his hand and said: "Brother Yao is worthy of being the future leader of the Blood Saint Sect. His strength is shameful!"
"Ha ha……"
The two of them complimented each other and felt like they were late to meet each other.
"I'm so happy for you, I...ah!"
Yingxiang suddenly covered her chest with her hands and shook her body as if she was about to fall.
"Miss Sakura!"
Yao Ming quickly held Yingxiang in his arms and said with concern: "You haven't healed yet, so you can't get excited..."
Tang Fan turned his face away and suppressed a smile...