The Heaven Determination Technique is a very powerful immortal technique in the fairy world.

The art of fixing the heavens can fix the sky, the sea, and everything.

Although the cultivation of Du Tianpeng, Jiang Ming and others is higher than Yang Fan, their strength is much weaker than Yang Fan.

The crowd had round eyes, and their eyeballs fell to the ground, they never expected that Du Tianpeng, Jiang Ming and others would be directly fixed by Yang Fan, unable to move the slightest, as if time had been frozen by Yang Fan

On the side, Zhang Luo and Zeng Xincai were also stunned and speechless for a while.

Leng Aofeng's brows were furrowed, and his expression couldn't help but be a little solemn, he didn't expect that Yang Fan would be given a master on the dragon list with a simple immortal technique.

"A bunch of waste" Leng Aofeng snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Yang Fan, since you are looking for death, then I will end your life with my own hands."

Leng Aofeng stepped under his feet, shrunk into inches, and appeared in front of Yang Fan like a ghost.

"Death" Leng Aofeng's fist smashed down, and went straight towards Yang Fan's head.

"The ninth order of the Dan Realm. Yang Fan looked at Leng Aofeng with a calm expression, the cultivation of the ninth order of Leng Aofeng's Dan Realm was already the strongest person Yang Fan had ever encountered in the world.

However, this kind of cultivation is still a little inadequate in Yang Fan's eyes.

"Fight" Yang Fan's hands quickly sealed, and he shouted in a low voice.

Snort

As soon as the law came out, Yang Fan's pupils trembled slightly, and the Fighting Word Immortal Technique in the Nine-Character Immortal Technique was spit out by Yang Fan with one word, and Yang Fan's momentum soared suddenly, like a sharp sword, and the edge was revealed.

"Kill" Yang Fan drank in a deep voice and slowly raised his fist.

However, Yang Fan's movements seemed to be very slow, but his fist seemed to cut through the void, and instantly appeared in front of Leng Aofeng's eyes, colliding with Leng Aofeng's fist.

generous

The sound of a steel collision sounded, and a strong wave of qi centered on the fists of Yang Fan and Leng Aofeng, and the buzz spread, blowing the floor under their feet.

"Not good" At this time, Leng Aofeng's expression changed drastically, he frowned tightly, and staggered back.

Leng Aofeng retreated to ten zhang away, looked at his fist with a solemn expression, and then he found that his tiger's mouth had been broken, and there was a conspicuous crack on his entire arm, and scarlet blood was flowing out of the crack

"Yang Fan, you are looking for death" Leng Aofeng's face was hideous, and anger rose in his heart, Leng Aofeng had not been injured for hundreds of years since he entered the tenth place on the Dragon List, but today, he was injured by Yang Fan

"Kill" Leng Aofeng drank in a deep voice, and wanted to kill Yang Fan again with his fist, however, when Leng Aofeng raised his head, he found that Yang Fan was gone

rumble

Before Leng Aofeng could come back to his senses, a devastating force came from Leng Aofeng's back.

Leng Aofeng trembled, and the whole person flew out upside down and smashed into the wall.

"Yang Fan, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you" Leng Aofeng's eyes were about to split, his eyes stared at Yang Fan, he never expected that Yang Fan was not only physically powerful, but also so fast that Leng Aofeng couldn't capture Yang Fan's figure at all.

Leng Aofeng gritted his teeth, supported the ground with his blood-covered hands, and stood up with difficulty.

Leng Aofeng's eyes were like hungry wolves, staring at Yang Fan deadly, and he said in a deep voice, "Yang Fan, I will kill you with this immortal technique."

Leng Aofeng's expression was solemn, his hands were quickly sealed, and he shouted "True Dragon Formula" in his mouth

Snort

Leng Ao's windbreaker was windless, his hair was fluttering, and there were twelve red rays of light gushing out of his body.

The red light floated and swirled around Leng Aofeng's body, and finally turned into blood-red dragons of different shapes and the size of palms

Leng Aofeng raised his hands lightly, looked at the twelve blood-red true dragons around his body proudly, and sneered, "Yang Fan, this is the twelve drops of true dragon blood that I obtained in the Dragon Tower a hundred years ago. ”

"Twelve drops of true dragon blood have been refined into twelve true dragons by me using the true dragon formula. ”

"These twelve true dragons, each of them has the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, the twelve true dragons gather together, complement each other, can condense various formations, enough to wipe out everything. ”

Leng Aofeng put his hands behind his back, and the twelve true dragons raised their heads and roared, and there was actually a Dao dragon groan.

Leng Aofeng took a deep breath and continued, "Yang Fan, these twelve true dragons, I was originally going to use them at the next Dragon List Conference to deal with other powerhouses on the Dragon List. ”

"However, since you have angered me, then I can only use the twelve true dragons in advance. ”

The corners of Leng Aofeng's mouth rose, and he said with a smile, "Yang Fan, I have to say, you can die under my twelve true dragons, it is enough to be proud." ”

On the side, the crowd's eyes were round, and they looked at the twelve true dragons around Leng Aofeng's body in horror, and sighed secretly, "I didn't expect Leng Aofeng to spend a hundred years refining the twelve true dragons." ”

"Leng Aofeng can definitely enter the top five of the dragon list with this"

The crowd has also seen the top powerhouses on the dragon list, but the crowd believes that the twelve true dragons with cold and arrogant wind will definitely be able to break into the top five of the dragon list

In the hall, Leng Aofeng put his hands behind his back, looked arrogant, looked at Yang Fan like a dead man, and sneered, "Yang Fan, next, you will die." ”

Leng Aofeng waved lightly with one hand, and said in a deep voice, "Twelve true dragons, kill"

Roar

Leng Aofeng snorted softly, and the twelve true dragons roared in the air, twisted their bodies and killed Yang Fan.

However, after the twelve true dragons poured out, the bodies of the twelve true dragons quickly enlarged, filling the entire hall, as if they were about to break the Pearl River Auction House

Yang Fan's brows furrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but be slightly shocked in his heart, just now, Yang Fan felt a trace of the fluctuation of the dragon ancestor's essence blood from the twelve true dragons of Leng Aofeng

In other words, the twelve drops of true dragon blood that Leng Aofeng obtained were the essence blood of the Dragon Ancestor

"It seems that the Dragon Tower in the world should be the Dragon Palace of the Dragon Ancestor during the flood and famine. Yang Fan had a trace of certainty in his heart.

"Looks like we'll have to find some time to go to the Dragon Tower. "When Yang Fan visited the Dragon Ancestor Dragon Palace, he remembered clearly that there were many treasures in the Dragon Palace.

"Yang Fan, facing my twelve true dragons, you are scared silly" Leng Aofeng saw Yang Fan staying in place, unmoved, and thought that Yang Fan was frightened.

Hearing this, Yang Fan shook his head and came back to his senses.

Yang Fan turned his gaze and looked at the twelve true dragons with their teeth and claws, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but arouse a sneer, although these twelve true dragons were refined by the essence blood of the dragon ancestor, but after countless years of dilution, these twelve drops of the essence blood of the dragon ancestor had already been pitifully thin, and the power of the dragon ancestor contained in them was even more negligible.

Yang Fan shook his head and smiled, and raised his fist indifferently.

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