"He is a bronze dragon, and the priest elder of the Netherworld Sect has reached the ninth level of Yuansheng. It is rumored that he has never failed the task he performed for the Netherworld Sect."
I felt that the surrounding space was sealed by Nie Fan's brows also frowned.
The Ninth Level Origin Body of Yuansheng still has a divine xing, and it is much more flexible to use than the Eight Level of Yuansheng.
Now Nie Fan's original body of space has been solidified, but he is still weaker if he wants to compete with this bronze dragon.
"Hahaha, do you want to escape? It's too late. Now this void space has been sealed. I see how you tear open the void and hide in it." You Hong suddenly laughed at Nie Fan's solemn god se,
The bronze dragon also looked at Nie Fan with contempt.
"Yingying Ying killed him."
Youhong shouted angrily at the twelve people behind him. In his eyes, this shadow jingying could easily kill the eighth level of Yuansheng. At this time, it was naturally no problem to kill Nie Fan.
A sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of Feng Ya, who was thousands of meters behind him.
If you don't take action, I will have to collect some interest. If this shadow jingying disappears, it will be obvious that it will be impossible for you to rebuild it for hundreds of years.
Nie Fan thought for a moment and then moved.
The dazzling golden light on the soles of his feet suddenly increased Nie Fan's speed. The twelve young men wearing black se light armor also moved at this moment.
Then twelve fingers appeared suddenly,
"The Netherworld Cold Sky Finger."
Twelve huddled in unison,
Looking at the Netherworld Hantian Finger Nie Fan sneered, and the right fist was filled with dragon scales and blood rays surged out on Nie Fan's fist.
In everyone's opinion, the seventh level of Yuansheng vs. the shadow jingying is a dead end.
boom
The twelve fingers condensed into a terrifying finger in the air, but the void in this radius of hundreds of miles was as stable as a rock without any cracks. This also shows how powerful the bronze dragon's method is.
A numbing sound made people's scalp suddenly set off a terrifying storm. The next moment, it swept across the entire ground within ten miles and trembled. The rocks not far away exploded rapidly.
Before the monks who were close enough to scream, they were swallowed up by the terrifying storm that had been stirred up, nothing was left.
The dust fell on the ground, Nie Fan's hair was flying, and a wisp of blood was also oozing out of the corner of his mouth, but Nie Fan's body stood there without moving at all.
These twelve young men took a step back and blood spilled out of their mouths.
This scene shocked some monks in the distance.
"This is the combat power of Nie Fan, the first genius of Tiankuang Academy, and this is the true strength of the genius who has become famous throughout the entire Kuanglong Continent over the years."
Twelve shadow jingyings were unable to kill such a genius and were even slightly injured by someone. This scene made the monks in the distance boil.
Some women's eyes are even more beautiful,
Some young people are in full bloom, and men should do this, their combat power is against the will of heaven to achieve a lifetime of fame. Now, even if Nie Fan dies, the legend of Nie Fan will be circulated in the entire Kuanglong Continent.
"Hmph, a bunch of waste." Youhong snorted coldly when he saw Nie Fan blocking Youying's attack.
The bronze dragon also showed light in his eyes. Obviously, the combat power displayed by Nie Fan at this age shocked him. At the same age, he knew that he was definitely not Nie Fan's opponent.
"No one can compare to this boy's combat power in this young generation of the Dragon Continent, even those little guys are not good."
"The sect leader has a good vision this time and asked you to kill him. So you won't take action?" Tonglong glanced at Youhong and said lightly.
"A bunch of waste." Youhong glanced at the twelve young men with shock in their eyes and shouted coldly.
The Netherworld Cold Sky Finger is one of the three unique skills of the Netherworld Sect. Although it only has one blow, everyone knows that the twelve Netherworld Yingying cannot kill Nie Fan of the same level.
"Is this Elder Youhong going to take action?"
"Bullying the small by bullying the big one is the capital of some superpowers."
"Get out."
Hearing the comments of some monks in the distance, Youhong shouted angrily,
Suddenly the monks in the distance calmed down.
"Haha, are you going to take action? There is really no one in your Netherworld Sect. I didn't expect that they were all old people. It seems that God is really good to me, Nie Fan."
"Hmph, being able to die in my hands has brought you a lot of friendship."
"Is that true? If you want to kill me, you probably can't do it. The name of one of the ten elders of the Netherworld Sect is quite intimidating, but your real strength is not very good."
"You are looking for death."
"There are so many people who say this, but I still live well." Nie Fan sneered,
Some of the monks in the distance immediately gave Nie Fan a thumbs up, but some of them couldn't stand the actions of the Netherworld Sect and dispatched the elders, one of the ten elders, to deal with Nie Fan.
"The black snake palm of the tiger."
Youhong obviously didn't want to delay. He knew that he was giving Nie Fan time to ridicule him. In this way, he didn't hold back at all. In an instant, a series of rich dark origin auras all over his body were rioted, and then everyone saw the old man's right palm. He slapped Nie Fan hard,
brush
As the old man's gesture fell, a black se palm with a radius of about ten meters flashed with dragon and tiger marks on it, which caused a terrifying cold energy to destroy this area that had been destroyed again. one time,
Kakka
As the black palm of the Fuhuo appeared, there were some tiny cracks in the void that was sealed. You can imagine the horror of this palm.
Looking at the big palm Nie Fan suddenly became excited,
"He wants to fight once today."
Of course, Nie Fan also has a backup plan. Now Nie Fan just wants to know how far he is from the existence of the Ninth Level of Yuansheng.
"Crazy Dragon**."
Nie Fan's body was suddenly covered with gray-brown dragon scales. The next moment, a huge dragon shadow appeared on Nie Fan's fist.
"Tyrannosaurus Fist."
As Nie Fan's low shout sounded, Nie Fan's entire aura suddenly increased three times. At this moment, Nie Fan's snoring did not restrain himself but started running.
In an instant, there were cracks in the void around Nie Fan's body. Everyone was stunned. At the same time, Nie Fan's original source of death also surged out rapidly.
This punch was enough to kill an ordinary cultivator at the eighth level of Yuansheng, even the immortal Nie Fan's original source of death could also quickly consume him.
But at this time Nie Fan was facing Youhong, and one of the ten elders of the Netherworld Sect was even more of the existence of the Ninth Level of Yuansheng.
The black snake palm of Fuhu fell down rapidly and slapped Nie Fan with a terrifying fluctuation.
Nie Fan raised his fist and slammed the black snake palm of the hidden tiger,
boom
After a loud bang, everything was silent. Then everyone saw a figure flying backwards flying out of a thousand meters and then fell into the wind.