With the tenacious momentum of this guardian force, Bai Xiaofan's two moves were all defeated by the other party.

In Bai Xiaofan's eyes, a touch of solemnity also appeared!

Although he thought that the other party would be difficult to deal with, Bai Xiaofan did not think that Boss Qi also felt the power of artistic conception, and his perception of the power of guardianship was much stronger than his artistic conception of passing.

"Bai Xiaofan, don't you still show your artistic conception of the years?"

After Bai Xiaofan's move was defeated, Boss Qi woke up from the protective artistic conception, raised his head, and stared at Bai Xiaofan with burning eyes, as if he was holding a victory!

Since Boss Qi knows that Bai Xiaofan has comprehended the artistic conception of the years, of course he will always be on guard, and he also has a way to restrain Bai Xiaofan's artistic conception of the years!

In his opinion, the artistic conception of the years should be Bai Xiaofan's biggest hole card, after all, such a strong artistic conception power, relatively speaking, is more powerful than his protective artistic conception.

However, Boss Qi is confident that once Bai Xiaofan uses the artistic conception of the years, even if he doesn't use the magic weapon, he can rely on the artistic conception of protection to compete with it!

After experiencing the baptism of the early Mahayana period, Boss Qi also has a deeper understanding of the artistic conception of protection, and he thinks that he still has a deeper understanding of the artistic conception of the years than Bai Xiaofan.

And just as Boss Qi expected, although Bai Xiaofan's artistic conception of the years is a little stronger than when he killed Qi Laosan, there is no obvious progress.

Just now, when Boss Qi displayed his protective artistic conception, Bai Xiaofan also noticed that his artistic conception of years may no longer be the opponent of the other party.

"Looking at your confident appearance, it seems that you have found a way to restrain my artistic conception of years, so how can the young master show it so easily?"

Bai Xiaofan smiled faintly, like the rising sun in mid-air, warm and warm, giving people a kind of warmth that goes straight to people's hearts.

"Hehe, that old man really wants to know, what other ways can you Bai Xiaofan compete with the old man besides the artistic conception of the years? Do you think that the old man will be merciful and spare your life?"

Boss Qi laughed even more sunny, holding a blood-colored long sword in his hand, with his back to the sun, looking at Bai Xiaofan standing proudly in front of him.

That being said, Boss Qi didn't mean to despise the other party at all.

Originally, he had a high opinion of Bai Xiaofan in his heart, but he didn't expect that the two had just fought for a short time, and it was only a few rounds, and Bai Xiaofan was forced to show his protective artistic conception.

And there was a moment in it that made him feel dangerous.

"Of course you won't get around me, just as I won't let you go alive!"

The corners of Bai Xiaofan's mouth pulled up an intriguing arc, and the figure seemed to have become longer under the pull of the sun, and the temperament of the whole person seemed to have undergone some kind of change at this moment.

"Fight!"

Immediately, Bai Xiaofan shouted loudly, and his body shot towards Boss Qi like electricity!

As this word was spit out, a dark golden flame burned on Bai Xiaofan's body.

That's the will to fight!

Endless battle spirit!

Under the blessing of this dark golden battle intent, Bai Xiaofan seemed to be descending from the god of war, but it was faintly in Boss Qi's heart, and a sense of danger once again rose!

With the experience of the dangerous feeling in his heart when the stab was lifted into the air before, Boss Qi also raised the spirit of twelve, clenched the blood-colored long sword in his hand, and a sword flower danced out and stabbed out towards Bai Xiaofan.

Whoosh......

Due to the super fast speed of the two of them, there were bursts of sonic booms in the air!

In an instant, the two figures were already fighting in one place.

Bai Xiaofan was covered in a dark golden halo!

Boss Qi is covered in blood-colored light!

Two completely different halos of light are constantly intertwined, and every time they staggered, they will emit a strong energy that swept away in all directions.

"Mr. Bai's cultivation seems to be much stronger than before!"

"This guy is a changer, every time he disappears and reappears, he will become stronger, so strong that people don't want to cultivate anymore, because no matter how hard you work to cultivate, in front of this guy, you will become very small!"

"No, every time I see my master become stronger, the more I want to speed up my cultivation in my heart, I must not hold back my master, and now I have been left farther and farther away by my master!"

Looking at the two people fighting together, Zhan Xing and Bai Hu, as well as Kite, the three of them each expressed their feelings in their hearts!

Obviously, the white tiger and the kite, after seeing Bai Xiaofan become stronger again and again, have different thoughts in their hearts.

This also succinctly affected the cultivation enthusiasm of the two, which in turn made the gap between the two cultivation more and more wide.

The White Tiger has not yet turned into a god, but the kite has reached the peak of the god, even if it is with the Taiqing who cultivates in the Northern Hell Sect, the fourth major sect of Kunlun Xu, and occupies a lot of resources, it is not far behind!

Although Taiqing has mastered the ruthless artistic conception, if she fights for life and death with the kite, the outcome is not yet known!

Everyone in the world is good at cultivating immortals, but how do you know that cultivating immortals is so hard!

Cultivation is lonely, and if you want to become a strong person with strong cultivation, you must endure more loneliness than others!

Every breakthrough in perception must not only have a certain qualification and talent, but also use a lot of time to fill it!

It took him twenty years to sit in the back mountain every day, practicing the exercises that were already familiar and could not be more familiar, and could even be said to be reciting them backwards.

It took seventy or eighty years for Boss Qi to cultivate to the early stage of Mahayana, and how many people know about the bitterness and loneliness in it?

If there is no strong practice like refining immortals, if there is no famous teacher like Bai Xiaofan, who instructs Kite and others to practice.

How many people can cultivate to such a strong point in such a short period of two or three years, which is enough to compare with Boss Qi, an old monster who has been cultivating for decades?

Even Bai Xiaofan has endured a lot of loneliness that ordinary people don't know.

The strong are all lonely!

Kite is able to endure the boredom and loneliness brought about by this kind of cultivation, and will far surpass White Tiger and Zhan Xing!

"Will Xiao Fan win?"

Looking at the two people who were fighting, Xiong Yourong could only rely on the difference in the color of the two figures to distinguish it, but for some reason, at this moment, she seemed to have a sudden understanding in her heart, and felt the loneliness and loneliness from Boss Qi and Bai Xiaofan!

It's just that this feeling is fleeting, and in an instant, it is filled with worry about Bai Xiaofan.

(End of chapter)