Nangong Fan felt great pressure.

After Pu Haitao transformed into a tiger, his physique increased in all directions, and even his metallic spiritual power seemed to have increased a lot of power. There was already a big gap between the two, and now it has widened a lot.

It really has the feeling of an ordinary spiritual cultivator fighting with a demon beast of the same level.

But it was just pressure, and it didn't reach the level of making Nangong Fan restrained.

There is pressure to be motivated, Nangong Fan has long been accustomed to the days of licking blood on the tip of the knife.

The fist and the sword are combined, with more superb skills, the battle in front of him is under the control of Nangong Fan.

If it goes on like this, as long as he can hold on, victory is a matter of time.

Of course, what Nangong Fan wants is not such a victory in the war of attrition. Not to mention the question of whether he can consume it, he can't accept such a miserable victory.

The people behind the scenes are like a fish in their throats, according to Nangong Fan's guess, most of them are coming at him, but he doesn't know who is behind the layout.

As soon as the mind moved, the edge turned.

The frost that swirled above the blade slowly faded, turning into a golden firefire. This fire easily tore the sky apart, and the air surged, enveloping everything around it like a dream.

Nangong Fan couldn't do it to perfectly fuse the two opposing alien species, Frost Zero and Dawn Yan.

Although the Frost Zero was more powerful now, he was more familiar with the Dawn Flame. The fire type swordsmanship is also more proficient, and it really can't be said that it must be weaker than the ice type.

"Qinglian is born, and Nanxing is present. ”

Faintly, there seemed to be a fiery red point of light, flickering in the southern sky.

The ancients explored the five basic attributes for a long time, and they had already discovered that gold, wood, water, fire, and earth corresponded in the five directions.

East Wood, West Gold, South Fire, North Water, Middle Earth.

The fire in the south is the right way, and the fire in other directions, although it is the way, has deviated from the original course.

According to Nangong Fan's understanding, the Qinglian Dao Fire is the vitality fire of the wood attribute, and it is more corresponding to the East.

But the Yan of the Morning Dawn is the southern fire of the Eight Classics.

Even now, this swordsmanship, which has been slightly practiced from the sword canon, is closer to southern orthodoxy.

Although Nangong Fan's spiritual power is now contaminated with some fire aura, the main attack is still the Dawn Yan, which is completely under his control.

For this reason, the resulting vision can no longer be called a green lotus, and it is more appropriate to use a golden lotus.

Golden fireworks, black swords, blood-colored fierceness.

Nangong Fan's sword looked a little weird, but its power had already reached a terrifying level.

The dawn of dawn and swordsmanship are perfectly integrated, and there seems to be a faint sound of wind on the side.

The wind fuels the fire, and the fire rises and the wind mighty.

Among the laws that Nangong Fan comprehended, there were only these two that had a slight simple cooperation.

In his current realm, although he can use the law, he has not yet reached the point of applying it at a deep level. Not to mention finding out where the two laws converge.

Wind from the tiger, that's just relative. Under the influence of the law of the wind blade, which has reached the second step, the so-called wind from the tiger is nothing more than a big joke.

Pu Haitao's fierce pupils flashed with a hint of confusion, he seemed to feel a hint of threat, and he had a faint fear for this.

His footsteps moved back slightly, and he even had the intention of running away.

Pu Haitao transformed into a tiger, and even the demon beast's intuition for danger was inherited.

However, a demon beast is a demon beast after all, and the remaining trace of rationality was soon completely submerged by the beast nature. On the contrary, it aroused the anger in my heart.

After facing a threat, the little demon beast instinctively will let them save their lives and flee in the wilderness;

As the king of demon beasts, the tiger has a strong nature, and when facing danger, he wants to find out, and does not hit the south wall and does not look back.

It is natural to have a cowardly temperament born of reason and is spurned by the spirit of a king.

In this world, where is there a king who is defeated before he fights?

"Roar!"

Anger erupted and came out of his mouth. In the face of this sword, Pu Haitao jumped up and chose to face it head-on to prove his kingly style.

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth rose, what he held was this demon beast temperament, otherwise he would have had the strength of the demon beast, as well as the spiritual wisdom and spiritual weapons of the human race, he would have fled in the wilderness.

Until the Terrans make the ultimate leap, the gap between the two races will always exist. Even if he also succeeded in transforming into a mortal spirit, it would only narrow the gap.

Even Nangong Fan's current background, facing the most powerful group of demon beast races, can only be ruthlessly crushed, let alone other human races.

Nangong Fan's dual cultivation of spirit bodies is still the best exercise, but it is at most comparable to spirit beasts of the same level.

The claws collide with the sword.

There were ground-level boxing gloves on Pu Haitao's palms, and the sound of fierce collisions exploded.

The two of them passed by.

The wind blows, and the fire dances.

Even if Pu Haitao has a defensive spirit weapon on his body to resist, the flames are still tenaciously wound around him under the law of combustion.

"Crackling. ”

Pu Haitao is using the changing spiritual power to extinguish the flames.

The golden mangs were mixed with the gold, and the whole body completely turned into gold.

Nangong Fan snorted softly and moved forward with his sword.

Sword dance, golden lotus blooms.

The whole person rose to the sky in a vision.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you.

Since he decided to attack strongly, Nangong Fan had no intention of keeping his hands at all.

Not to mention breaking the enemy in one fell swoop, it is also necessary to occupy an absolute upper hand in between.

The wind was circulating in his body, and Nangong Fan's speed was already the highest in the same level.

Feet on the breeze, with the sun.

Almost in an instant, he came to Pu Haitao's side. Now, he just slashed out the flames on his body, and before he could slow down, Nangong Fan's offensive would arrive again.

A sword is ethereal, as if there is a golden light circulating.

The sun and the dawn are already involved, and at this time they are quite perfectly blended together.

This sword is infinitely close to light.

Even the spontaneous surging blood of the Black Dragon Sword was making way for the sun.

Nangong Fan didn't have much understanding of the sun, but more used it like a supernatural power.

After all, it is said to be a ray of sunshine, but in fact, it has led to many laws, and it is already a great blessing to be able to use it a little.

What's more, since the sunlight has entered the body, it can be said that the whole body is being baptized by it all the time, and it is much easier to say that it is easier than others to comprehend. But now, he looks at the sun as a simple beam of light, and he doesn't need to mention it at all.

It was the first time that Nangong Fan used sunlight like this, and this was also the result of his reflection on the transformation of shapes and the sun finger after half a year of idleness.

This may also be the biggest difference between the sunshine and supernatural powers that come from cultivation and restraint.

Now that the overall strength has reached the mid-level realm, it's okay to change shape, and it's an absolute escape skill. And the sun refers to this supernatural power, which is known for its sharpness, unless under certain circumstances, it can no longer keep up with his current strength.

Light fell from the sky and condensed on the tip of the sword.

The sky descends mighty, like a dream, and the eyes of the people are dazzled.

It seems that the whole world is contributing its own wisps of strength.

Let people have the illusion that being an enemy of Nangong Fan is an enemy of the entire heaven and earth.

The sword is ethereal, making it impossible to grasp its foothold, and the entire sword blade is surrounded by sword shadows.

This alone can make most beginner realms confused.

Pu Haitao is not a beginner realm, and he has the appearance of a demon beast. Demons have extremely sharp instincts, which allows them to discern risks.

Before the sword arrived, the sharp breath fell straight into his heart.

Raising his head to the sky and roaring, he launched an offensive despite the remaining flames on his body.

It's still quite a simple claw swing.

This is also the point that Nangong Fan despises the most about the exercises he cultivates.

No matter how you say it, "Beast Recipe" is really turning into a demon beast, if you practice to the depths, even the spiritual wisdom can be preserved intact. The use of laws and supernatural powers is all at hand.

And Pu Haitao turned into a tiger under the exercises, not to mention the four dislikes, just improving his physique and some combat power, but he lost even more.

The exercises of chicken ribs, and maybe even some hidden dangers that ordinary people don't know. Only those who are bent on recognizing demon beasts as invincible at the same level will do their best to cultivate such exercises.

Urged by Nangong Fan's thoughts, the flames on Pu Haitao's body bloomed again and began to spread in all directions. There is a great momentum to bury it directly in the sea of fire.

Nangong Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking extremely calm.

Take this opportunity to slash the sword.

This sword, entangled in many aspects, wants to establish an absolute advantage in one fell swoop.

As a Xuanjing monk, he couldn't afford to drag it out.

Not to mention the person behind the scenes, just being in the place now is extremely embarrassing. This is the stronghold of the Tigers, and there are now more than a dozen Tigers monks under the leadership of the Realm, and those guests may also come to their aid.

Nangong Fan believed that as long as he showed a little fatigue, the people below who would only play a tailwind would immediately bite him.

Before the sword fell, there was a long tremor around him.

Nangong Fan's brows furrowed slightly, and he could easily tell that this was the crisp sound of someone wielding a long sword.

Although he didn't comprehend the sword intent, it was not far behind, and even the pondering of his own swordsmanship and long sword was above himself. Otherwise, it would be difficult to make such a divine sound.

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth rose slightly, revealing an extremely strange smile, and he couldn't help muttering, "Finally wait for someone to make a move......

Under the cover of Nangong Fan's divine thoughts, he didn't notice any trace of this person, but at least he could find that it was not the Tiger Gang who made the move.

The realm was still standing honestly below, but he was holding the hand of the sick woman, a little dishonest. Faintly, there seemed to be an extremely suppressed faint moan.

"Hehe, now it is extremely conspicuous, and the person who laid it out is for himself. However, how did he know his strength?...... I don't know what kind of force it is?"

Nangong Fan's heart is not as light and fearless as it appears on the surface. On the contrary, it is very hot.

Honestly opened a medical center, and in the past six months, he didn't provoke anything except basking in the sun, but he was targeted. Anyone else would be so angry that they wanted to break the people behind the scenes into pieces.

A sharp breath soared into the sky.

Nangong Fan's sword couldn't fall with all his strength, at this speed, I am afraid that before it falls on Pu Haitao, this sudden killing machine will completely cover itself.

Suddenly......

Nangong Fan's heart moved, and he vaguely guessed who the person who laid out the layout was.

Fortunately, he has been vigilant against the sudden action of the people behind the scenes, suppressed it, and did not do it with all his might, otherwise he would have been really caught off guard at this time.

A slit abruptly appeared in his forehead, and a small, erect pupil could be faintly seen swaying in it.

Three eyes open!

This is the hole card that Nangong Fan has been hiding.

If you suddenly use it when you fight with Pu Haitao, although you won't be able to divide the winner in one fell swoop, you can also take advantage of it, you can fight if you want, and you can leave if you want.

With the help of the third eye, Nangong Fan even had the confidence to deal with the high-level realm. But due to the limitation of his own strength, it is certain to be beaten violently afterwards.

Even so, it's staggering.

The milky white luster surged, and the strange aura crossed the distance of the space, hitting the person under the control of the qi machine with extreme precision.

The brilliance surged, and the figure hiding in the shadows appeared in the sky.

The stiff body began to slide from the air.