Rumble!

The Golden Dapeng Phantom and the Innate Yuan Shen collided with each other in one go, making a huge explosion, as if dozens of tons of explosives had been detonated, and the air within a radius of ten miles was shaken.

World shaking.

And after this explosion.

The next second.

I saw a white figure flying from a distance at a speed that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, and it fell in front of Yang Fan in the blink of an eye.

It's hard to describe the speed at which he flies.

He landed in front of Yang Fan, and he was only less than 100 meters away from him, facing Yang Fan from a distance, confronting each other.

The visitor knew from his face that he was an Indian, with white hair and an old face, and he must be not young.

He was wrapped in a white turban on his head, and between his forehead and eyebrows, he also pointed a little vermilion the size of his fingers.

He just stood there and gave people a lot of pressure, like a huge mountain, majestic and majestic.

He also holds a white scepter in his hand, and his status should not be low.

"This Venerable, Your Excellency Asakura is my friend, I wonder if I can let him go?"

Yang Fan hadn't spoken yet, but the person who came spoke first.

"Venerable Midari, you are finally here, save me. ”

Shigeru Asakura was still caught in Yang Fan's hands, and when he saw this Indian who suddenly appeared, he immediately shouted with joy.

Yang Fan glanced at him with disdain, and directly closed his five fingers, and pinched Asakura Shigeru into meat puree.

"Save you? That's what you have to do. ”

Yang Fan didn't take this so-called Venerable in his eyes at all, and directly ended Shigeru Asakura's life with a spicy hand.

"No, you ......"

Venerable Midari's eyes widened, he had lived to his age, and with his status and status, he had never seen such a faceless person, and he was almost furious.

Although Midori doesn't look down on Asakura Shigerun, Asakura Shigerano represents the power of the Wa Kingdom Shrine and has a deep relationship with the Indian cultivation community.

And now that he had died so easily in front of him, Midori felt that his reputation and face had been violated.

It's unbearable.

Midori's eyes shone coldly, and his five fingers immediately grabbed Yang Fan.

Midori's cultivation was obviously a step higher than that of Asakura Shigerun, and the five fingers that poked out and grabbed the void as if they were cracked, and before the five fingers, a huge cyan handprint suddenly appeared, also poking into the shape of a claw, and grabbed Yang Fan with his head and face.

Yang Fan didn't even look at him, stretched out his hand and pushed, a golden light flashed, and the next second he cut the claw.

Midori obviously also knew that Yang Fan was not easy to deal with, and when the cyan claws appeared, he flew up, raised his hand, and shot dozens of lightning bolts.

These lightning bolts, each as thick as a bucket and hundreds of meters long, are like more than a dozen thunder dragons, one can easily turn a human immortal into serious injury and electricity into coke, but where would Yang Fan be afraid, the void slapped a few times above his head, and suddenly turned these lightning into invisible.

He is an expert at playing thunder and lightning.

"Get the hell out of here!"

Seeing that Midali had been suspended above his head, Yang Fan's body flashed to the other party's head, and his big foot stepped on it directly, kicking Midoli out of the air, and the whole person almost smashed into the ground more than ten meters deep.

But Midori didn't seem to be hurt at all, his legs only shook, and he bounced out of the pit, and the scepter in his hand turned into a sharp sword at the same time, pointing diagonally at Yang Fan's chest.

Yang Fan flapped his hand and slapped the scepter away, and then he slashed it with his hand, and a golden light cut into Midali's head.

Midori's reaction was quick, and with a strange twist of his body, he dodged the golden light.

The golden light continued to speed down, flew over a distance of thousands of meters, and suddenly landed on a mountain of several hundred meters, almost shattering the entire mountain.

"Hey, that's a lot of attack. ”

Midori's eyes lit up, and he sighed awe-inspiringly.

The movement of his hand did not stop, and with a swipe of his fingers in the air, he saw that the scepter he had been slapped flew back again, and stabbed Yang Fan at an incredible angle.

This scepter is obviously also an item such as a magic weapon, it is extremely strong, and it seems to have a trace of spirituality, Yang Fan did not shoot it this time, but reached out and grabbed it, grabbed it in his hand, and then wiped it again, erasing the spiritual imprint left by Midori.

This blow can be described as a crooked blow, and Midari's spirit was immediately hit hard, and his head felt as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.

"My spiritual weapon, ah, you damn it, you dare to take away my spiritual weapon. ”

Blood spurted from his mouth and Mithali shouted angrily.

This scepter represents not only a spiritual artifact, but also the supreme power in the sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, but it must never be lost.

"A spiritual weapon, it's just a high-level magic weapon. ”

Yang Fan said contemptuously, and with a flip of his wrist, he put away the scepter.

Midori almost crushed his teeth at the sight, took three steps back, and assumed a very strange pose.

"Dragon Elephant Crit!"

Midori's mouth suddenly burst into a shout, and I saw that under his bursting shout, a huge elephant phantom suddenly emerged from him, and it became more and more solid.

In the end, it looks almost like a real elephant, and it looks like a lifelike elephant.

The elephant condensed out, and its huge body was almost a hundred times that of an ordinary elephant, like an ancient mammoth beast, rampage towards Yang Fan.

The giant beast pushed all the way sideways, whether it was a boulder of tens of meters or a concrete building blocking the road, all of which were shattered under its savage impact, a hundred times more powerful than the largest bulldozer.

None of this is the most important thing, but even more ridiculous is its speed, which is as fast as a high-speed train, or even surpasses it.

Seeing this, Yang Fan chuckled, did not retreat, but advanced, his body turned into a bolt of lightning and hit him head-on, piercing it from head to tail in the blink of an eye, breaking the body of this giant beast at once, and crashing through a big hole.

And after that, he rushed to Midari's side and imprinted it with one palm.

Midori was shocked, but fortunately, his reaction was not slow, and he immediately retreated when he saw that the opportunity was not good, otherwise if he was really hit this time, he would definitely lose half of his life.

"You can't hide. ”

Seeing that Midori actually dodged this blow, Yang Fan snorted coldly, chased after him and punched him in the back with a backhand, sending him straight out two or three hundred meters.

This is quite light, after being punched by Yang Fan, the bones in Midali's back don't know how many were broken, but it didn't completely penetrate his body, but it was not comfortable, after landing on the ground, Midali began to spurt blood, and even the broken internal organs spit out a lot, and he was not lightly injured.

However, even so, Midori did not completely lose his combat effectiveness, his body twisted exaggeratedly, and it seemed that the injury was completely controlled by him, just like Xiao Qiang who couldn't be killed.

Of course, Yang Fan also knew that a strong man like Midali would definitely not die so easily, and he must have his own unknown hole cards, for example, the way he controlled his injuries was extremely peculiar, a bit like India's unique yoga, but he was cultivated to a more advanced realm.

Midori controlled the injury, swallowed another healing pill into his mouth, and then stared at Yang Fan with eyes like poisonous snakes.

Today's loss is not small, and it seems that it will not work hard if you don't work hard.

Midori was ruthless in his heart, and his movements were not slow, and he took a big mouth in the direction of Yang Fan, spitting out a blue light.