Big man

Seeing Venerable Jinpeng's success in seizing the house, Xiao Fan knew very well that the situation he was facing today was really extremely dangerous.After all, what he faced that time was only a spiritual body incarnated by the Seven Nights Python, but this time he faced Venerable Jinpeng, but he already had the physical body of a cultivator who had realized the spiritual stage.

Its combat power may not necessarily be higher than that of the Bloody Boy, but the degree of freedom is far from comparable to that of the Bloody Boy.

On Dragon God Island, the first priority of the Bloody Youth is to guard the blood sacrifice site, to ensure the safety of the creatures conceived in the blood cocoon, and dare not stay away.Only then did Xiao Fan and the others escape smoothly.Right now Venerable Jinpeng is very likely to hunt him down to the ends of the earth.

This time, Xiao Fan really couldn't hide.

Judging from Venerable Jinpeng's greedy expression after learning about his chaotic spirit body, Xiao Fan knew very well that this person would never give up until he was caught.

That being the case, then try to get rid of his helper first.

Fighting alone, Xiao Fan is naturally not afraid of monks of the same level, but in the melee, a great monk who is at the peak of the late Yuanying stage is a threat that cannot be underestimated.

"Good come!"

Seeing that Xiao Fan took the initiative to attack him, the middle-aged man smiled instead of anger, shouted angrily, flipped his wrist, and in his palm was already a thick-backed golden saber exuding a powerful Jinpeng aura. The sword went up to meet him.

The golden-winged roc has the innate supernatural power of tearing the void, and is second only to the Tianfeng clan in terms of talent in the way of space.This Jinpeng monk had seen Xiao Fan's teleportation supernatural power and space technique, so he sacrificed the golden knife transformed from his natal feather.The purpose is to make it difficult for Xiao Fan's teleportation and space skills to be fully displayed.

As long as Xiao Fan can be locked and forced to face him head-on, the middle-aged man has absolute confidence, Xiao Fan is definitely not his opponent.

Over the years, he has fought against monks of the same rank.He has never lost a battle.

"Chong-"

When the swords intersected, there was a crisp sound like metal.

To the surprise of the middle-aged man, this time Xiao Fan did not use his teleportation and space skills, but a real fight.He could feel the huge force from the green-gold long sword, which was so strong that it even shocked him.

Venerable Jinpeng once said.Xiao Fan had the blood of the Vajra Giant Ape in his body, the middle-aged man still couldn't believe it, but now he had to believe it.

However, this is not the point. The real point is that the middle-aged man originally thought that Xiao Fan was going to fight him to death, so he raised his true spirit, and was ready to let this human race boy taste the power of his natal golden sword.The green-gold long sword, which looked extremely sharp, suddenly broke and split into more than a dozen pieces.

No, not a dozen fragments, but.More than a dozen daggers gleaming with cold light!

Xiao Fan's long sword was originally made from the twelve natal dragon scales of Chijiao, and it is Xiao Fan's trump card to catch the enemy by surprise.So far, every shot has never failed.

This time is no exception!

Rao is a middle-aged man with a profound realm.With extremely rich combat experience, he was caught off guard.

"Damn..."

While he was busy, the middle-aged man shook his body, and the golden flying knives all over his body suddenly flew up.He charged forward at the twelve dragon-scale swords that were approaching like lightning.

No matter how fast the movement was, it was still half a beat slower than Xiao Fan!

There was a jingling sound, most likely the Dragonscale Sword was blocked by the golden flying knife, and then there was a sudden muffled groan...

The twelve dragon scale swords flew back to Xiao Fan's hand in a blink of an eye, and solidified again into a blue-gold long sword. On the gleaming golden robe of the middle-aged man, there were three streaks of ochre.The left shoulder, left chest and right waist were torn apart, and blood gushed out from time to time.

If it wasn't for his quick parrying, the three dragon scale swords just now would have cut him into several pieces, definitely not the kind of flesh and blood wounds he is currently facing.

"Junior..."

The middle-aged man was so angry that his face was distorted.

Obviously this kid's realm is not as good as his own, but when he really fights, his hands and feet are tied, he is restrained everywhere, and he is frequently injured, which is simply a great shame.Venerable Jinpeng saw that he was so incompetent, I am afraid that after returning to the clan, there would be no good fruit to eat.As for inheriting the mantle of the venerable and becoming the new generation patriarch of the Jinpeng clan, that's even more unthinkable.

It's a pity that Xiao Fan planned to quarrel with him at all, let alone let him catch his breath. With a flick of his wrist, the green-gold long sword with a long sword light slashed down fiercely at the middle-aged man again.

"Do you want to do this again?"

The middle-aged man almost exploded his lungs.

This kid keeps using the same trick one after another. This is not only a contempt for him, it is an insult!

An insult to his IQ!

Could it be that this kind of despicable method will make him be fooled twice by the dignified Nascent Soul late monk?

At that moment, the middle-aged man shouted loudly, ignored the swiftly slashing blue-gold long sword, straightened out his natal golden saber, went straight into the middle palace, and directly punched Xiao Fan's chest fiercely.At the moment of the shot, the innate supernatural power of the natal golden knife to tear the void was aroused, and it suddenly arrived in front of Xiao Fan.

It's a good way to start late and come first.

In an instant, the natal golden sword was within easy reach of Xiao Fan's chest.

Although Xiao Fan was wearing dragon scale armor, the middle-aged man believed that no matter how strong the armor was, it would be impossible to block the full blow of his natal golden sword head-on.

As long as it is not a genuine Tongxuan Lingbao, a piece of armor cannot be so heaven-defying!

At this moment, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, because he suddenly found a smile on Xiao Fan's face.

Very light, with a hint of sarcasm!

The Jinpeng master who was full of confidence suddenly became uneasy again in his heart-could Xiao Fan have some tricks?

Unfortunately, he guessed right again this time.

Xiao Fan's purpose was to lure him into a close fight with him.

Xiao Fan possesses the power of a dragon and an elephant, his body is like a diamond, and his melee fighting skills are the best in the world.Even if the middle-aged man has the natal supernatural power of the golden-winged roc, he is definitely not Xiao Fan's opponent in close combat!

"Dragon Elephant Heavy Hand!"

The four words came to the ears of the middle-aged man very clearly.

The left hand, which had already been ready to go, suddenly struck out with a palm!

The wind is howling, and the face is scraped like a knife!

"Son of a bitch……"

The middle-aged man only yelled halfway, and then it turned into a scream. His whole body flew into the air, and a large rain of blood was sprinkled in midair. Well, the middle-aged man doesn't even know how many bones are still intact in his body.

I have pity on this majestic great monk who was at the peak of the late Yuanying period. He is usually honored as the ancestor of the Jinpeng clan, and even famous in the entire Xuanwu world. In front of a monk of the same rank who is much younger than himself, he becomes like a child. There is no resistance.

In the middle of the air, a look of determination flashed across the face of the middle-aged man full of resentment and fear. Suddenly he stretched out his hand, and with a "click", he pulled one of the two short golden horns on his head hard. Life and death.The strange thing is that the wound is extremely neat, as if cut at the root by a sharp knife, smooth as a mirror, without any blood seeping out.

The middle-aged man took a deep look at the short horn, without saying a word, he opened his mouth suddenly, and bit the short horn, there was a crisp sound of "twittering, clicking", and he chewed the short horn to pieces. Swallowed it directly.

In an instant, the middle-aged man, who had fallen to the level of a late-stage great monk, suddenly had a burst of vitality, his eyes were red, as if a drop of blood was about to drip down.

This was the second time in a short period of time that he forcibly stimulated the potential in his body, instantly suppressed the injury, and recovered mana.

Maybe the Jinpeng Clan does have this kind of secret technique, but in any case, doing so will definitely cause extremely serious consequences, and it is inevitable that they will suffer heavy physical and mental injuries.It's just that the situation is strictly forbidden, and the middle-aged man can't care much at this moment.

No matter how serious the consequences are, it's better than being killed on the spot by a human kid here.

But obviously, this style of fighting to the end did not make Xiao Fan hesitate at all. He swayed his feet and chased after him like a shadow. With a flick of the long sword in his hand, countless sword flowers were pulled out, Like a mountain, overlapping, rolling towards the middle-aged man.

The Promise Nine Swords!

This is the Wuji sect's direct sword technique, and it cannot be taught to anyone except the authentic Wuji disciples, including wives and children.

In the ordinary world, Xiao Fan rarely used this set of sword techniques.

Ordinary people, no one can stop him with every move, basically he can't use the special skill of pressing the bottom of the box like Wuji Nine Swords.Enemies who can really force him to use the Wuji Nine Swords are extremely rare.

Even in the world of comprehension, Xiao Fan rarely uses this set of sword techniques.

Generally speaking, the heavy hand of the Dragon and Elephant can solve the problem very cleanly.

But facing the middle-aged man's "Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death", Xiao Fan finally displayed this set of sword skills.Just can't let the opponent have a chance to breathe.Once the middle-aged man is relieved, there will definitely be powerful methods to display.

Every major monk in the late Yuanying period has his own unique skills.

Although Xiao Fan wasn't afraid, the battle dragged on for too long.I'm afraid Venerable Jinpeng won't give him so much time to settle the battle slowly.

It is the safest and most "affordable" way to nip the danger in the bud!

The eyes of the middle-aged man suddenly changed.

He had already experienced Xiao Fan's methods of close combat, and he knew clearly in his heart that no matter what, he couldn't let this human kid bully him within ten feet of him.Otherwise, history will repeat itself and disaster will strike again.He really couldn't bear a heavy hand from the dragon and elephant anymore.

With a sway of his body, the golden roc tribe's innate magical power of tearing the void was displayed, and the middle-aged man was about to distance himself from Xiao Fan.

At this moment, a crimson chaotic pattern emerged, immediately blocking his way.

Xiao Fan had already been prepared for this move against him.

Before the middle-aged man could make any further moves, endless sword shadows had already enveloped him.

"asshole……"

As the middle-aged man shouted angrily, his golden body was completely submerged by the billowing sword flowers in an instant. Among the sword flowers, the sound of weapons clashing and the middle-aged man's furious cursing could be heard from time to time.

Fighting back and forth, after all, still can't escape the trap set by this human kid! (to be continued~^~)