Wu Fan's whole body immediately condensed his true qi protective body, but he was still swept away by the huge wave of qi and flew upside down to more than a dozen zhang away.

Four or five high-level members of the Wicks Society in the Dan Dao realm were also affected, and after each slapped a palm, they hurriedly retreated, quite embarrassed.

When Elder Yan was smashed in the heart by Wu Fan's palm, they didn't make a move, because if Elder Yan faced Wu Fan, who had such a low realm, he didn't have the ability to suppress the killing, and it would be redundant to help.

The law of the jungle eats the strong, such as today, swallowing up the fourth- and fifth-rate sects such as the Star Constellation Divine Sect and strengthening the strength of the Wicks Society, which is completely in line with the interests of the Wicks Society, but a new monk, if his strength is not good, he cannot make contributions to the Wicks Society, he is a waste, and it is not worth mentioning.

Elder Yan's performance was disappointing.

Fortunately, most of the monks who watched the battle were able to dodge in time, but there were still a small number of monks who were injured in the explosion.

When Wu Fan was about to urge the True Qi again to resist the energy wave generated by the explosion, a high-level old man described by the Weeks Society as withered had already shaken his body and launched an attack on Wu Fan.

Before he had time to think about it, Wu Fan rose up, swung out the Storm Sword, and fought with the strong enemy.

The old man's cultivation realm is also the pinnacle of the Dan Dao, and his strength is terrifying, Wu Fan does not dare to slack off, and every sword is with all his might.

Elder Yan had just fallen, and the smoke had disappeared, and the square had once again entered the battle, and all the other monks had doubled their expressions doubly nervous, especially the hundreds of male and female monks of the Star Constellation Divine Sect, whose hearts were all in their throats.

The Wicks Society, which originally thought it had an overwhelming advantage, had lost Elder Yan, and the atmosphere was now solemn. Yan Ying and the others, who had surrendered from the Star Divine Sect, were all apprehensive and paid close attention to the development of the situation.

The palm print made by this old man was silver-gray, exuding a faint fishy smell, and the Chinese wanted to vomit.

It turned out that he refined a kind of poisonous gas into his body, and when he urged the Dan Qi, he carried the poisonous gas in it, making the opponent feel dizzy.

This kind of poisonous gas is not very toxic, otherwise this high-level old man of the Wicks Club will not be able to bear it in the first place.

"Master, the enemy's palm print contains hydrogen sulfide poisonous gas, which is suffocating, and luck clogs the nasal and throat, so you can breathe for a while. Fengyue Baojian prompted.

Wu Fan slashed the opponent's palm print with a sword, and it exploded violently, and the smoke billowed, and some of the monks who were watching the battle smelled the breath and retreated one after another.

Wu Fan followed what Fengyue Baojian said, and with a little luck, he protected his respiratory tract.

"Tiangang Tai'a Sword Second Style, Different Paths to the Same End!"

In order to avoid the poisonous smoke, Wu Fan had to shake his body, step on the whirlwind and clouds, jump into the air, his posture was vigorous, and he struggled to shoot a sword, intending to fight quickly.

This sword erupted with thousands of sword lights, fused with the forbidden formation, and enveloped the withered old man, who saw that the sword was unstoppable, flipped his palms, fought with all his strength, and hit two palms.

With a roar, the old man staggered and took dozens of steps back.

Wu Fan turned around, ready to make another sword move, one tall and one thin, two high-level monks, moving like a rabbit, each waving his palm, attacking Wu Fan.

"It's a good time!" Wu Fan shouted, and when he stabbed a sword with his right hand, he slapped a palm with his left hand.

"Sect Master, I'll help you!" The Holy Maidens Jian Miaochan and Taeyeon both flew up and split up to meet the old man who later joined the battle group.

Their graceful figures appeared in the center of the square, and they slapped a palm, and the palm prints caused thunder, and their strength was quite terrifying.

Although Jian Miaochan has not long stepped into the realm of Dan Dao, his palm technique is exquisite, and it is a kind of emperor-level high-grade technique and combat method, fighting a mid-level monk of Dan Dao alone, I believe that it can support a few rounds.

The rest of the monks were below the Dan Dao realm, and they didn't dare to join the battle group when they saw that the power of the battle was so terrifying.

The remaining two high-level elders of the Wicks Society, knowing the strength of Wu Fan, jumped over, their bodies were as fast as ghosts, and they attacked Wu Fan with their separate palms.

Fighting three people alone, Wu Fan had the assistance of Fengyue Baojian, and their attack route was extremely clear, without panic, with one palm and one sword, and the counterattack efficiency was extremely high.

The entire square in front of the gate of the temple was in chaos at this time, the sound of explosions sounded repeatedly, the heavens and the earth were darkened, the flames splashed in all directions, the smoke was filled, and wave after wave of energy shock waves spurted in all directions.

The battle circle expanded, and all the monks watching the battle had retreated to a few hundred meters away.

Shen Tianbao made Huyue, Zhang Shiqin, Helena and others see such a vicious battle for the first time, and their faces turned pale with fright, and they were as silent as cicadas.

"Boom-" A palm print hit the ground, bombarding a large crater, flying sand and rocks, and black smoke billowing out of the pit.

The battle lasted for half an hour, and Jian Miaochan couldn't support it first, so he was hit by a palm and flew out upside down.

Wu Fan slashed out a sword at the three old men in front of him, and then flew over quickly and caught Jian Miaochan.

"Sect Master, don't worry about me!" After Jian Miaochan spit out a mouthful of blood, he looked at Wu Fan with a pair of wonderful eyes.

There was a trace of doubt in her heart for no reason, because the breath on Wu Fan's body was a little familiar.

"Stand farther away, I'll clean them up. Wu Fan didn't care about examining her injuries, raised his left hand, released a true qi, rolled Jian Miaochan into the distance, and gently put it down.

At this time, Wu Fan's robe was full of holes and countless small wounds on his body. The strength of the Dan Dao monk's combat power was that the air currents that erupted from the palm prints tore apart his body.

You must know that Wu Fan has gone through three refining bodies, and the last time, he used Wujin coal stone to refine a carbon fiber god body, and its flexibility is incomparable.

This time, Wu Fan is facing four Dan Dao monks, and on the other side, Taiyan is fighting an old man alone, and he is also struggling to support, and the situation is unfavorable.

"Kill me!" Wu Fan became more and more courageous the more he fought, constantly striking a palm and a sword, opening his bow left and right, and counterattacking quite quickly.

This kind of bitter struggle consumes a huge amount of true qi, Wu Fan has the intention to kill the enemy, but he is unable to return to the sky, and the power of the counterattack has dropped significantly. Now, although every blow was with all his strength, the Dan Qi palm print that came on was more and more impacted in front of him, and Wu Fan was able to resolve it.

"Haha, it looks like this guy is going to be unbearable, and in a few more rounds, we can kill him!"

The old man laughed proudly, and he didn't feel that it would be a shame for four Dan Dao monks to besiege a monk at the peak of Dao cultivation.

The survival philosophy of the Wicks Society is to use unscrupulous means to use poison gas to slaughter, where will it care whether it is old and young, women and children, has long been despised by the decent and famous families of the Qiming Continent.

Therefore, group beating is not a shame for them at all.

The monks of the Weeks Society, who were watching the battle from a distance, as well as the surrender factions such as Yan Ying, Yan Jie, and Gong Liangfen, all gasped when they saw Wu Fan fighting hard against the enemy, like an invincible god of war.

Wu Fan's face was as pale as paper, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he smiled secretly: "Fortunately, my physical body is strong enough, otherwise I would not be able to support it now." ”

He glanced at the spatial ring, ready to use the Huixin Tangram. This treasure can't be used at the beginning, because the spiritual power of the Dan Dao realm cultivators is strong enough, and now after a vicious battle, they are all tired, and the effect will be significant when used at this time.

If they had condensed the primordial spirit phantom at the beginning and attacked Wu Fan's divine sense, Wu Fan would have been killed long ago.

It's a pity that these high-level leaders of the Wicks Club were frightened by the scene of Wu Fan defeating Elder Yan with the Qiankun Needle, but they didn't expect that Wu Fan only had one Qiankun Needle, and his two fists were invincible to four hands.

"Sect Master Pang, your nine-star heart trick is not hot enough, otherwise it will be easy to capture these five rats. ”

Suddenly, an old and deep voice came, but it seemed to have an irresistible force, shaking everyone's eardrums and buzzing.

Immediately, a slender figure crossed the sky, and the wind came, and everyone felt a huge breath, like a towering mountain and a vast ocean, suppressed down.

Seeing that the five high-level elders of the Weeks Club had stopped attacking, and looked at the comers vigilantly, Wu Fan drove the flying sword under his feet to hang in the air and stopped, standing tall, and saluting the comers.

"Uncle, I am being foolish, and I hope to give me advice. Wu Fan said.

"Sect Master Pang may not know the old man, but the old man knows you!"

The old man's eyebrows and beard were all white, and the three-inch-long white eyebrows hung down on both sides of the eye sockets, and the beard was more than two feet long, fluttering in the wind. He stood in the air with his hands behind his back, as if an immortal had arrived.

There is no need to investigate, just by the martial arts aura he exudes, everyone knows that this old man's cultivation realm must be above the realm of humanity.

If he made a move, everyone present would not be enough for him to kill with a finger.

Wu Fan was puzzled, and the white-bearded old man said: "The future is terrifying, when you climbed the Purple Qi Peak that day, you were the only one who realized the true intention of a half-immortal, and the old man noticed you." Later, when you were able to climb to the top of the Purple Qi Peak, the old man had already decided that you would be the sect master of our Star Constellation Divine Sect. Hehe, Gu Changye has been the sect master for many years, whether he is dead or not, he doesn't ask intently, he does three things and four things, and he has ruined a good sect. ”

"It turns out that the old man is the predecessor of our Star Divine Sect, and Pang Hai is rude. Wu Fan clasped his fists again and said respectfully.

"The edge of the sword is sharpened, maybe our Star Divine Sect will always suffer from this difficulty. The old man is Gu Changye's uncle and ancestor, and decades ago, the old man was not optimistic about him, but he couldn't resist other senior brothers. ”

Everyone listened quietly to the white-bearded old man's words, and they didn't dare to come out. Jian Miaozen had recovered from her injuries and stood at the edge of the square, looking shocked.

"Pang Hai, your talent, that is a once-in-a-lifetime encounter, the old man is a reckless person, he can't participate in the Great Dao of Enlightenment, and become an immortal. The old man saw that the nine-star heart trick you used was not enough, but it was enough to guide you. Listen carefully, pick the stars for the fight, see the dragon in the field, the nine ghosts draw their swords, the gentleman does dry all day long, the evening is tireless, there is no blame, the crouching tiger pounces on the food, and the benefit is in the adult. The dragon fights in the wilderness, its blood is yellow, the spring comes out of the mountain, and the law is also needed in the sand, and there are words in the end. ”

The white-bearded old man was not in a hurry, and talked eloquently, except for Wu Fan, everyone else listened to it in a fog.

Combined with the Nine Stars Heart Formula, Wu Fan listened to it in his ears, but it was like a heavenly sound. After thinking about it carefully, when I used to refer to the Nine Stars Heart Formula, I felt the stagnation at this time, like mountains and flowing water, pouring thousands of miles, and being empowered.

Suddenly, my mind suddenly opened up, a piece of emptiness, the Nine Star Heart Technique, the original realm was so vast, and the previous enlightenment seemed to be just an entry. Wu Fan seemed to have a big realization at this time, and a distant smile appeared on his face.

"Senior, great, thank you for your advice, I have the confidence that I can kill these five rats by myself!" Wu Fan involuntarily knelt down on one knee and said happily to the white-bearded old man.

The identity of this white-bearded old man, even Taeyean and the saint Jian Miaochan didn't know anything, and the two daughters both gave a blessing in the air to show their respect.

"Okay, Pang Hai, you have a bright future, if he has a fate in the future, sit down and talk about it together. Before the white-bearded old man finished speaking, his figure had faded and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Senior, senior-" Wu Fan wanted to ask for his name, but he was gone.

Use the Fengyue Treasure to query the historical images, and know his whereabouts, you must always know the name of this white-bearded senior.

This is like the various software systems of the earth's space, whether it is a query or a search, you always have to enter the query conditions.

The Nine Star Heart Technique turned out to be so powerful, and the effect it played in the sword moves before was too small, and it was a waste of this mastery.

"Tiangang Tai'a Sword Third Style, see flowers in the fog!"

Wu Fan stood up, and the frightening sword in his right hand was raised, and a sword light struck the old man standing in the farthest distance, the monk who had been fighting with Taeyan.