Chapter Seventy-Five: The Hidden Dragon Returns to the Abyss!

In that distant era, the current Long Zhen was nothing more than an ant in his eyes, and it was his turn to jump here.

Hearing the absurdity, Liu Fan didn't feel that the other party was only deliberately bragging.

The two attacks, which were originally static in the sky, began to devour at this moment.

I saw that the disproportionate imprints of the two were beginning to devour each other at a speed visible to the naked eye at this moment.

The huge seal began to become a little transparent under the sucking of the imprint, and the originally thick and condensed huge seal gradually showed signs of shrinking.

"This?" Long Zhen's pupils also shrank slightly when he saw this scene.

"How is that possible?"

"I'm obviously at the same level as him, so it's impossible for me to have such a gap?" Long Zhen was a little panicked at the moment, he really didn't understand that Liu Fan looked so young, and his combat power would be so amazing.

"The Dragon Gate Lord has been defeated?" When the onlookers saw this scene, their eyes were also deeply shocked.

Liu Fan, a young teenager, had never heard of it before, but the combat power that erupted today challenged their visual nerves again and again.

They couldn't think of what kind of teacher the guy in front of them had to teach such an apprentice.

But one thing is certain, that is, there must be a mysterious strong master behind it.

In just a few short breaths, two different martial arts devoured each other, and even the palm-sized mark began to dim at this moment.

However, compared to it, not only was the light emitted by the huge palm print dim and thin at the moment, but even the size had shrunk by as much as half.

Seeing that he couldn't hold on for long, Long Zhen's eyes were cold, and he made a casual move at the disciples of the Creation Sect not far away, and instantly captured all the more than a dozen disciples in the air.

"Ah......h

"What are you?" One by one, they looked at Long Zhen with a look of horror on their faces.

"With the help of your essence and blood, the Creation Gate will remember your merits today in the future!" Long Zhen said coldly.

"The master of the door spares his life." Hearing Long Zhen's words, they still didn't understand the meaning of Long Zhen's words.

"Bang bang bang ......" In an instant, the sound of explosions echoed in the air.

Suddenly, a cloud of blood mist appeared, and the air was instantly filled with blood mist, and a rich bloody aura echoed around.

"This ......"

"He actually killed even his disciples." The martial artists who were watching also showed a thick look of horror in their pupils.

Between them, Long Zhen's right hand stretched out deeply, his index finger a little, and then he saw that in the thick bloody aura, drops of essence blood were stripped out.

Then he flew into the sky in an instant, and the palm print that was precariously shrunk by half.

After the palm print was injected with a large amount of essence blood, the whole body shook instantly.

"Buzz!" A humming sound suddenly spread from it.

The palm print, which was about to dissipate at any time, burst out again with a dazzling red spiritual power light at this moment.

The originally transparent palm prints were solidified again, and the palm prints, which had originally shrunk by as much as the ordinary, swelled again in the blink of an eye.

The crimson spiritual power on it was actually much stronger than when Long Zhen had used it before.

Seeing this scene, Liu Fan's eyes showed a solemn look.

"This Long Zhen is really a ruthless character, even a disciple can be sacrificed."

"You must know that there are more than a dozen psychic mirrors, and in this remote northwest, they add up to a force that cannot be underestimated."

Huang and Liu Fan thought so, but Long Zhen didn't have a pain in his flesh, this is a few disciples, but the next elder candidate in the sect who has been cultivated with all his might in the sect, he is also willing to kill Liu Fan today.

After this incident, it is estimated that those old guys in the door will punish him, but in order to eliminate the trouble, he can't care so much.

"Desperate, huh? Then I'll play with you, an old fellow. Araku said slowly.

"Teacher, you have to be careful." Liu Fan said worriedly at the moment.

At this moment, Lin Ruoqing on the side had already noticed the situation here.

After splitting the other two elders except Wang Yang in half with a single sword, he turned to look at Liu Fan.

Seeing Liu Fan forcing Long Zhen to this step of the field, he also showed a smile.

"Xiao Fan, I knew that you were by no means an ordinary person." Lin Ruoqing said with a smile.

"Little girl, you actually dare to kill the people of our Wang family, you are doomed, even if you go to heaven and earth, you will not escape." Wang Yang's face was hideous.

At this moment, he is already a little crazy, the fall of the two elders directly affects the influence of their Wang family among the five major families, and this time he will definitely be punished by the elder council when he returns to the clan.

"I'm going to kill you!" Wang Yangzai can't care so much, as long as he kills this little girl and brings it back, then he can not be punished for the death of the two elders.

"The three of you can't kill me together, so do you think it's okay for you to be alone?" Lin Ruoqing showed a look of playfulness.

was reminded by Lin Ruoqing like this, Wang Yang, who was originally annoyed and angry, instantly sobered up. 、

looked ugly, but what Lin Ruoqing said was right,

"Little girl, you wait for the old man." While speaking, I saw Wang Yang directly punch out, and his body quickly retreated.

"Want to escape?"

"Don't you find out a little late now?"

"Since you want to kill Xiaofan, then you deserve to die."

"Breeze Sword, Traceless!" The attack on Lin Ruoqing's hand did not decrease at all, but became more and more powerful.

The spiritual power in his body surged, and a sword swung out appeared directly in front of Wang Yang, and the sword qi the size of several zhang disappeared directly into the air, and the next moment it appeared directly behind Wang Yang.

"You can actually break the air!"

"What is the origin of this girl?" It was only at this moment that Wang Yang began to pay attention to this issue.

Seeing that Lin Ruoqing's attack was coming in an instant, Wang Yang also gritted his teeth directly, and instantly slapped his chest and directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, directly integrating into the spiritual power in front of him.

Then Wang Yang's hands changed rapidly; "Bloody Handprint!" Wang Yang let out a crazy roar in his heart.

In an instant, the handprint appeared, and in an instant, he grabbed directly towards the sword that slashed him.

The big handprint, which looked blood-red, grabbed the sword head-on.

"Boom!" The sound of metal striking echoed through the air.

The violent spiritual power swept away in an instant, and the surrounding air exploded instantly, and the ground received an impact, instantly bursting into cracks like spider webs.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Yang's body retreated in an instant again, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Bloody Shadow." I saw a ray of blood rushing into the sky, the space was distorted, and Wang Yang's body disappeared directly in place.

Looking at Wang Yang, who disappeared in an instant, Lin Ruoqing's eyes showed coldness.

"Even if you run fast, even so, if you don't die, you will be seriously injured."

"The dragon returns to the abyss!" Liu Fan's eyes were cold, and a low cry sounded in his heart.

The hands changed, and the pure spiritual power between heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles seemed to be summoned, and it surged happily.

From a distance, rivers of spiritual power in the sky ran through the heavens and the earth, converging towards Liu Fan's body.