Peak Ancestor

However, just as Dongfang Baiyu sneered, he saw a ferocious and ferocious look on Qin Fan's face.

"Tmd, go to hell,"

Leisurely, Qin Fan's palms entangled Dongfang Baiji's arms like lightning at this moment.

Immediately, Qin Fan's throat sounded like a dragon's roar, and above his fist, a purple light flashed out.

Then, Qin Fan exhausted all the strength in his body, struck towards the root of Dongfang Baiyu's arm like lightning, and punched hard.

"Great Void God Kongquan,"

"laugh,"

Qin Fan's fist passed by, bringing up a puddle of blood, in the horrified eyes of Dongfang Bulbul.

Immediately, Qin Fan's fist passed over the base of Dongfang Baiyu's arm, spattering blood.

In the blink of an eye, one arm and shoulder of the Dongfang Bulbul burst out with blood under the horrified eyes of many warriors.

At this time, half of Dongfang Baiyu's shoulder was broken by Qin Fan's punch.

All the warriors looked at this scene, and then looked at Qin Fan's hideous face covered in blood, many warriors were shocked and shivered all over.

After all, they were still wondering why Qin Fan didn't dodge Dongfang Baiji's attack at all.

Moreover, with an attack of that level, it is very likely to kill it completely.

However, Qin Fan's next actions resolved the doubts in their hearts.

It turned out that it wasn't that Qin Fan couldn't dodge that kind of attack, but that from the very beginning, he had the idea of ​​risking his life.

This is a desperate guy, too hard on himself.

After all, Qin Fan used his body to forcibly receive a full blow from a martial artist in the realm of reverence.

This is an extremely risky thing. If Qin Fan's physical body hadn't been tempered many times, if Qin Fan didn't have the soft armor that protects his body, he would be completely dead now.

Therefore, it is not too much to say that this is risking one's life with one's life, and it is obvious that even Dongfang Baiyu himself had never expected Qin Fan's crazy behavior.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Eastern Bulbul to make such calls...

However, at the thought of this, many warriors secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at Qin Fan full of fear.

Of course, capable fighters are not really scary, what is scary is the kind of person who has both strength and a heart as fierce as a wolf.

This kind of person dares to be cruel to himself, let alone to the enemy.

At this moment, under the countless horrified gazes, Dongfang Bulbul finally came to his senses instantly.

Dongfang Bulbul felt the severe pain from his arm, and his eyes also turned blood red in an instant.

A wave of rage to the extreme erupted crazily from Dongfang Baiji's heart.

This kind of result was something Dongfang Bulbul had never expected even the slightest.

It never occurred to Dongfang Bulbul that he would pay a high price of a shoulder in a fight with a junior who was half-step in the realm of master refinement.

This kind of thing is undoubtedly a kind of bloody shame for him, a martial artist in the realm of refinement.

Suddenly, Dongfang Bulbul roared angrily: "Ah, you little bastard, I'm going to tear your corpse into thousands of pieces today,"

The severe pain and the violent rage in his heart buried Dongfang Bulbul's rationality almost instantly.

Enduring the pain of breaking his arm, Dongfang Bulbul blasted out with a punch. The innate power of Lianzun brought a fierce wind, and slammed towards Qin Fan's head fiercely with a gloomy killing intent.

"Boom,"

Facing the crazy counterattack of Dongfang Bulbul, Qin Fan suddenly raised his fist, and the purple light flashed, facing the fist to meet it.

"Taixu Shenkong Fist,"

Qin Fan gave a loud shout, and a surge of ancient fist spirit immediately permeated the air.

Clang clang clang clang...

At this time, a furious punch hit Qin Fan's fist heavily, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.

Immediately, the powerful wind ripples spread, and Qin Fan's figure was directly blown upside down by Dongfang Baiyu's punch dozens of feet.

Qin Fan stepped on the sky, and immediately landed on a big tree, looking coldly at Dongfang Bulbul whose eyes were so red that they were almost crazy.

At this time, Qin Fan's arms trembled slightly, and a feeling of numbness spread rapidly.

Only then did Qin Fan free his hands to rub his chest.

At this time, Qin Fan's chest was left with some severe pain, presumably there was still a little injury.

However, this is insignificant compared to the pain of the broken arm of the Eastern Bulbul.

"Ah, little bastard,"

Dongfang Baibulun saw his crazy punch, but still failed to achieve too obvious effect.

At this moment, Dongfang Bulbul was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. His arm was broken, and his strength almost plummeted. It was difficult to achieve the same effect of completely suppressing Qin Fan as before.

Immediately, Dongfang Bulbul hurriedly covered the broken arm with his hands, his long hair was loose, his face was covered with blood, and his ferocious face was like a ghost.

At this time, the surrounding martial artists looked at the roaring Dongfang Bulbul and looked at each other, but no one said anything more.

Moreover, especially those guys who thought that Qin Fan was about to suffer this time kept their mouths tightly shut, because of the viciousness shown by the latter.

Let them understand that Qin Fan is not a soft persimmon, not everyone can handle it.

"Eastern Deacon,"

The tragic situation of Dongfang Bulbul here was also discovered by those martial artists in the realm of refining emperors, and their faces turned pale with horror.

At this moment, the two half-step cultivating warriors moved and hurriedly got rid of the ancient monster Mo Diao, appeared beside Dongfang Baibulu, and supported him.

Moreover, when they looked at Qi Gen's arm that was broken by the bombardment of the Eastern Bulbul, they couldn't help but see a strong look of horror in their eyes.

They really couldn't imagine that Qin Fan, who thought he and others could easily deal with him, had become so strong that even Dongfang Baiyu, who was in the middle level of reverence refinement, had his arm removed.

......

"Director Dongfang, let's go quickly,"

At this moment, the eyes of the two half-step master refinement realm warriors were horrified, as soon as they grabbed Dongfang Baibulun, they retreated violently.

After all, they understood that if Dongfang Baibulun's arm was broken, his strength would be greatly reduced.

If he fights against Qin Fan again, it is very likely that his life will be spent here, and the strength of that weird monster is also terrifying.

Therefore, their best choice right now is to stay away from here as soon as possible.

"Ah, you nasty little bastard, I will never let you go,"

Dongfang Baibulun was pulled back quickly by two half-step Lianzun Realm warriors.

The Oriental Bulbul has loose hair, and his crazy roar is full of resentment.

"Let's retreat quickly..."

At this time, the few remaining emperor refiners who were under the attack of the ancient magic beast Mo Diao, who were in danger, hurriedly ran away after hearing the news.

Immediately, the three people who were supporting Dongfang Bulbul fled towards the distance in an extremely embarrassing situation.

"Mo Diao, let's leave too,"

Qin Fan's voice was very flat. Although he repelled the Eastern Bulbul, the Lianzunyuan Pill in his body was also very attractive.

After all, there are still quite a few warriors staring at them all around.

Although the ferocity of the previous battle frightened those guys so much that they did not dare to change their minds, but some powerful guys may not guarantee that they will become greedy again.

"Hehe, let's go,"

Qin Fan didn't do anything procrastinating, instead he turned around and rode on the ancient magic beast Black Sable.

The eyes of the ancient monster Black Sable looked coldly and vigilantly at the eyes below.

"boom,"

Immediately, the ancient magic beast Black Sable flashed a dark golden light, turned into a ray of light, and quickly plundered away towards the distance.

At this moment, the countless gazes below were left watching Qin Fan's departure.

The warriors gradually retracted their gazes just now, looking at the canyon that was still protected by many ghost sparrows, but they had no intention of going up.

Since Qin Fan came out of there smoothly, the treasure must have been scooped up.

So, don't waste your time....

Under the urging of Qin Fan, the ancient monster, Mo Diao, used its speed to the extreme, turned into a stream of light, swept across the sky, and galloped towards the core area.

Qin Fan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hands, rubbed his shoulders and chest lightly, a burst of needle-like pain made Qin Fan frown.

Qin Fan murmured to himself softly: "Oh, it seems that next time I can't use my physical body to fight hard, tmd it really hurts, if it wasn't for the physical body breaking through again a few days ago, I'm afraid I would have to peel off my skin if I didn't die."

After finishing speaking, Qin Fan said again: "It seems that we should find a place to rest first, and quickly restore the posture,"

"Then, let's go directly to the core of the place of inheritance, but I don't know what the inheritance of the Qilin sect is, whether it is the mysterious crystal or something else,"

Thinking about the scene in the picture, Qin Fan's heart felt hot.

If Qin Fan can really get that thing, maybe his future trajectory will be changed because of it.

The ancient monster Mo Diao also understood Qin Fan's soliloquy.

Immediately afterwards, the ancient magic beast Black Sable suddenly increased its speed, and with a flash of light, it swept into the deep mountains below, and then quickly disappeared.

Qin Fan's injury was not serious. After resting for more than an hour, the blood churning in his body gradually returned to calm, and the pain in his shoulders and chest also healed up a lot.

After all, Qin Fan's physical body is already stronger than ordinary people, and his recovery from injuries is far beyond ordinary people.

After Qin Fan fully recovered from his injuries, he set off again.

This time, half a day after the ancient Warcraft Black Sable was advancing at full speed.

Qin Fan finally reached the core area of ​​the inheritance space gradually.

The streamer flashed across the sky, and then slowly slowed down.

Qin Fan sat on the back of the ancient monster Mo Diao, looking far away, looking at the flat land in the distance.

There, with no end in sight at a glance, the sectarian ruins exuding an endless ancient atmosphere finally quietly appeared within Qin Fan's line of sight.

Of course, in that ruin-like ruins, there are countless treasures of heaven and earth, waiting to be seen again.

......