Chen Ying and the old monster Yin and Yang exclaimed at the same time. In an instant, the two of them looked at Zhang Fan and immediately became solemn.

Zixiao Sword, the natal magic weapon of Grandma Tong, the master of the Shenxiao Sect, how could they not recognize such things?

Although this treasure is good, it would not have moved the two of them so much, but it appeared in Zhang Fan's hands at this time. The meaning of this is terrifying.

For Grandma Tong, the Zixiao Sword is equivalent to Yin-Yang Mirror and Rain Covering Needle. It is like the Yin-Yang Old Monster and Chen Gu. You must not leave your body for a moment. Not to mention the other people of the two surnames, even the descendants of blood relatives and direct disciples, you will not be able to get involved until the day they die.

In other words, the fall of Grandma Tong is determined to be related to Zhang Fan.

In this way, what Zhang Fan said before may not be a big deal.

Thinking of this, the old monster Yin and Yang became scared. He took a little while under his feet, and the huge floating island instantly floated backwards. The eyes of Chen Gu and Zhang Fan were filled with vigilance.

Seeing this, Chen Ying sighed inwardly, knowing that nothing is useful now. If we mention killing Zhang Fan first and then deal with each other's ability to fight for the fire spirit, it's just a joke. I'm afraid that I will be attacked first, so why bother?

“It’s better

He looked back and looked at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's face never showed any strange expression. In that way, the more respect you have, the more respect you have, as if you are really waiting for the elders to make a decision.

"snort!"

"So what if you want it?"

"Can you escape from my palm?"

Chen Ying sneered in his heart, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and it passed by Zhang Fan's body, and finally settled on the face of the old monster Yin and Yang that was indistinguishable from men and women.

In fact, he couldn't help it. The old monster Yin and Yang had preconceived ideas, so how could he give them the chance to attack first?

The sound of breaking and shattering suddenly resounded.

The light column as thick as a bucket illuminates from the Yin-Yang Mirror. When the whole space is torn apart, all kinds of strange sounds and strange sounds are constantly whispering.

As soon as he made an action, he had all his strength.

This kind of momentum is much stronger than when I was fighting against Lingzhuzi before.

He is like this, why doesn’t Chen Yun be the same?

It has reached this point now, so naturally there is no need to hide anymore. He flipped his hand. In an instant, the sky was chilling, and a large area of ​​strong wind swept into his face, as if countless daggers were flying, stinging pain, as if they were stabbed in an instant and were covered in bruises.

The terrifying power of the Master Jiedan, who had all his strength to control the magic weapon, was immediately revealed in front of Zhang Fan.

It is obvious that when they faced the Lingzhuzi, they were all guarding against each other and did not use all their strength at all. They burst out instantly. The power that was not enough to describe was moved by Zhang Fan immediately.

Seeing this, he did not take action immediately, but continued to stand with his hands behind his back and stare at the warring sides. It was like a beast, waiting for the best opportunity to poke out his sharp minions.

Without taking action, sometimes it is better than directly participating.

The Zixiao Sword that appeared before suddenly increased the evaluation of the old monster Yin and Yang's evaluation of him by several levels. At this time, he was peeking on the side, allowing him to deal with it with all his strength, and had to show a hint of vigilance. He was inevitably restricted. Chen Guyi, who was similar to his cultivation, showed a decline in a moment and fell into a disadvantage.

Observing the full game of the Grandmaster of Killing Dan is used at close range. This is not an easy opportunity. Zhang Fan concentrates his mind and does not miss any details, which he has proved to for many years.

When they reach their level, they are different from the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage. They have different levels and have different opinions on magical powers and magic.

The more Zhang Fan watched, the more he felt that he had gained a lot. At the same time, the scenes he had experienced over the past decade and the cultivators at all levels flashed through his heart, and a sense of clarity arose naturally.

During the Qi Refining Period, including himself, the monks used attacks in a nearly squandering manner. Their methods were extremely hidden, although their momentum was soaring. However, their true lethality was not great. Moreover, they mostly used the five elements magic, and even magical instruments were used straightforwardly. There were fewer changes.

Including Xiruo, Bai Yiyi, and Nangong Yi, those who were extremely strong during the Qi Refining Period are no exception.

There are different things during the foundation-building stage. After truly entering the threshold of immortal cultivation, everyone they meet, whether they are weak as the master of formation Taoism, or the powerful, the peak master of false alchemy, Zhongtian, each has its own unique magical powers and methods, with many varieties and almost no repetitions. Compared with the Qi Refining stage, it can be said to be one pound. One pound in the sky and one underground.

I thought this was the real situation of the battle between the cultivators, but today I watched Chen Gu's battle with the old monster Yin and Yang, but I had a different understanding.

Compared with the cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, their methods are not so many tricks. They are mostly straightforward. They would rather directly call the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to form an attack than spend time to perform those seemingly amazing magical secret techniques.

At least, ordinary magical and secret techniques are not as powerful as the huge amount of spiritual energy driven by their every move, let alone magic weapons.

The horror of Master Jiedan is above the magic weapon. One attack and one defense, one advance and one retreat are almost all based on the power of the magic weapon.

In the Qi refining stage, prove its shape; in the foundation-building stage, the secret technique of spiritual recitation; in the elixir stage, the magic weapon, the right direct call is required.

It's a long story, but in fact it's just a piece of cut. The battle between cultivators cannot be fought like a mortal warrior for a few days and nights, which is a joke. In just a moment, the old Yin-Yang monster who was under the wind fell into danger several times. The Yin-Yang mirror in his hand was even more sad because he took Chen Gu's magic weapon under his disadvantage many times, and his voice was filled with sorrow.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore. The old monster Yin and Yang seized an opportunity and looked up suddenly, as if there was a substantial gaze piercing Chen Yun's eyes.

Even when watching from the side, Zhang Fan could see that his eyes suddenly became blurred, flowing like a spiral nebula, as if he wanted to suck everything into it.

The nebula was spinning faster and faster, and to the extreme, it was like a windmill bringing countless afterimages, dazzling and hazy.

This rotation did not last long, but in a flash, it suddenly became clear and turbid. Yin and Yang were dull and dawn, and today it seemed that the order had been reorganized.

At this point, the eyes of the old monster Yin and Yang, one Yin and one Yang, rotated for a moment, as if there were endless secrets and truths in it, making people unable to help but be indulge in exploration, and cannot extricate themselves.

"Um?"

Zhang Fan suddenly trembled, and then woke up from a dream-like feeling, and was shocked.

But the remaining power can be like this, but how much pressure should Chen Yun, who is rushing to the edge of his head, bear?

Both of them are masters of the Dan. They just want to decide the outcome with a strange magical power. The old monster Yin and Yang did not have such naive ideas. He consumed a lot of spiritual power to use this mysterious eye with only one purpose, which is to temporarily get rid of the pressure brought to him by Chen Yun.

thereby,,

Boy, I will kill you first!"

"Come on your life!"

Zhang Fan was only in a daze for a moment and came to his senses. The whistling sounds of the sky filled the world, and the solemn pressure suddenly came to him.

"Want me to die?"

"I still want your life!"

Cui Ren fell heroically, and was still in front of him. A cold light flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes. He straightened his back and was not afraid. He had no intention of dodging at all.

When I flipped my hand, something I had prepared had instantly risen from my palm.

At the beginning, it was just a fiery red ball. It was as bright as a ruby, and it was as beautiful as it was.

It floated to my chest, and in the ball, suddenly waves rolled, as if there were huge waves brewing in the sea of ​​anger.

In a moment, it hangs above the head, condenses and shakes, and a silent whistling appears and disappears, just like the river of heaven hanging down, and even more like a sea of ​​fire pouring down. The extremely rich red rushes from Zhang Fan's head like a rippling cloth. It instantly pours into his body.

The third heaven, the second hanging, the true power of the great sun!"

The golden-red flames rose from Zhang Fan without a moment of hesitation. The sound of fiery explosion sounded loudly, and all the alien spiritual energy was rejected. Wherever they were, the golden-red color reflected half of the end of life, and the entire sky seemed to be about to be burned.

"This is"

The figure of the old monster Yin and Yang suddenly condensed, and a strong sense of crisis erupted in his heart, making him unable to help but stop and look at Zhang Fan in surprise.

Others can stop, but the spells that were attacked before cannot stop. The yin and yang light turned into layers of waves and surged out, as if they wanted to annihilate the harsh flames all over their bodies, just like Zhang Fan, the ancient god of war.

Between the lightning and flints, the waves and fires connected. After the bursting sound, the turbulent yin and yang rays were annihilated. The golden and red flames soaring into the sky were slightly shaken, and then it seemed as if nothing was happening, as if there was endless power to support it. In just a moment, the momentum was even more terrifying. Even Chen Yun, who was a little far apart, could not help but change his face.

"It's really him who killed Grandma Tong!"

Time, the last little doubt dissipated.

With the magical powers that Zhang Fan showed at this time, he really had the power to compete with Master Jiedan. At least they were not sure of winning.

The old monster Yin and Yang hesitated. Chen Ying didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but stopped from afar. He looked at Zhang Fan through the old monster Yin and Yang, his eyes flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Hahaha

If they don't do anything, it doesn't mean that Zhang Fan doesn't move. He feels the terrifying power of the Great Sun, and the feeling of catharsis that is almost broken out, and he can't help laughing.

Voice.

"Yin Yang Old Monster, aren't you going to kill me?"

"Can!"

"It depends on whether you have the ability. Take my move first!"

In the future of the speech, the whole body will be like liquid flowing. It instantly gathers on the forearm, and at the same time stretches forward with both palms. Large pieces of gold and red condense, just like the scorching sun, exiled to the mortal world, exposed to the sun without any scruples, and the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas will be moistened.

"The rising sun rises!"

The moon sets and the crows cry, and the rising sun rises in the east. It is to break through all the haze. The great power of heaven and earth is unstoppable!
Chapter completed!