"Mr. Song......"

When Fan Yong saw that Song Fan was still alive, he couldn't help but be surprised and delighted.

'That's amazing...... Mr. Song is so powerful! Even the people in the hermit realm can't beat him...... I just made a false alarm for him!'

'Speaking of which, Mr. Song's strength is so terrifying that he can be on an equal footing with people in the hermit world!'

"No wonder Hua Lao attaches so much importance to Mr. Song! This is really our dragon group, and we have introduced a talent, a top powerhouse!"

Fan Yong was excited. I am proud and proud to be a colleague with a strong person of Song Fan's level.

At this time, Huang Yan was shocked.

"You...... How could you...... You can resist the yin wind of my Huangquan Sect?"

Countless possibilities flashed through Huang Yan's mind, making him unpredictable about the young man in front of him.

He is still so young, how can he have such unfathomable strength?

Moreover, in the face of the yin wind that he just released, he couldn't help but be fine, and it was in an intact state!

You must know that even if it is a strong person in the same sect of the Huangquan Sect, no one dares to take the blow of Huang Yan's cultivation to the Transformation Realm.

Even Huang Yan's master, I'm afraid there is no guarantee that he can get out of the way!

'This kid...... What kind of demon method did you use to force me to take this trick and it was intact!?How is this possible!?What is the problem?'

Huang Yan was uneasy. Could it be that this son's strength is above himself?

How can it be!

How old is he!?

Even if he was mentally prepared, the Ling family had also told Huang Yan that the person he was going to deal with this time was very unusual and his strength was not bad.

But seeing it with his own eyes at this time, Huang Yan was still a little unbelievable. Unacceptable.

"Yin Wind!?" Song Fan smiled indifferently, "Just with the posture you fanned the flames just now, you dare to claim to be Yin Feng?"

"Although I don't know, what the real yin wind is. But what do I think of my wind?"

While speaking, Song Fan formed a thought and used Maoshan's Taoism.

Suddenly, the wind was blowing, and the formation was completed.

Huang Yan was trapped in the formation, as if he was stuck in the quagmire, and he couldn't get out.

"It's ...... Maoshan Daofa!?" Huang Yan was disdainful in his heart.

is just a Maoshan technique, and he dares to show off in front of himself?

For the hermit world, these techniques in the secular world, however, are like children playing at home, and they are completely disdainful.

These cultivation powers in the secular world can only be entered by Confucianism and Xuanmen.

After all, with the comprehensive strength of Confucianism and Xuanmen, even if they enter the hermit cultivation world, no sect dares to say that it can stabilize its head.

But things like Maoshan are no longer in the scope of their concerns.

But—

At this time today, Song Fan's Maoshan technique seems to be very unusual.

It seems that it has been used by a different person, and countless subtleties have appeared.

Huang Yan, who was deeply involved in it, was disdainful, then shocked, and then shocked!

"When did this Maoshan Dao Law become so terrifying!? How is this possible!?"

Song Fan's wind formation was fierce. In an instant, Huang Yan's eyes couldn't be opened, and his skin seemed to be cut by a knife.

It was very uncomfortable and painful.

"Damn boy, I'll fight you today!"

Huang Yan had never suffered such a great calamity, and today's battle couldn't help but make him very embarrassed, and if he couldn't solve this young boy in the secular world, not only in the Ling family in the future, but even in the hermit world, Huang Yan would be discredited and unable to gain a foothold.

For everyone in the hermit world, the greatest shame is probably being defeated by the cultivators of the secular world. This is something that is unacceptable to them.

Today, Huang Yan is under pressure because he seems to have foreshadowed his failure.

The young man named Song Fan in front of him was far more terrifying than he imagined.

'Is it ...... He is also a member of the hermit realm, or is there a hermit who secretly instructed him?'

Huang Yan really couldn't think of the second possibility.

So much so that Song Fan was also identified as a person in the hermit world.

But now, at the critical juncture of life and death, Huang Yan has no time to think about it.

Roar, do your best, and do your best to fight to the death with Song Fan, and fight for a glimmer of life!

"Hundred Ghosts Walk !!"

Huang Yan roared loudly and used a hundred ghosts to act, and suddenly a frenzied yin wind was mixed.

The ghost cried wolf, causing the surrounding environment to change dramatically, as if entering an infernal purgatory. It's terrifying.

"Carving insect skills!" Song Fan instantly broke Huang Yan's ghost illusion with a finger.

And that strong wind hung in Song Fan's ears, but it was like a fresh breeze, and it couldn't cause him any substantial harm at all.

"How is that!?Who the hell are you!?"

Huang Yan's eyes widened in horror.

"You...... Are you the devil!?"

Compared to the terrifying illusion he created - a hundred ghosts.

Huang Yan felt that the young man in front of him was more like a ghost, which was terrifying!

"Ah——!!!" Huang Yan was shocked.

The wind around was even more severe.

So much so that Huang Yan was slightly distracted and was immediately fatally injured by the wind.

Huang Yan's eyes shed two lines of bloody tears.

Under the gust of wind, Huang Yan's five senses were instantly deprived.

As if the building was about to collapse, after Huang Yan received the first blow, the whole person fell into endless impact and destruction.

There's no room to fight back.

The formation exploded instantly.

Huang Yan was seriously injured and fell to the ground, completely losing resistance.

"Huhuhu......" Huang Yan panted to the end. It's already dying.

Song Fan walked over.

Heart Dao: It is worthy of being a person from the hermit world.

Under the blow of his own strength, he was able to survive.

"Boy...... Your strength is indeed above mine. Today Lao Tzu is planted!but-"

When he was dying, Huang Yan was still unwilling to fall into the prestige of the Huangquan Sect.

"We, the Huangquan Sect, will avenge me! Kill me—whether it's the hermit realm or the secular realm, there will be no place for you!"

As soon as these words came out, Song Fan felt that it was nothing, but Fan Yong reacted suddenly.

Hurriedly rushed over to stop it.

He also knows how powerful it is.

After all, if a person from the hermit realm was buried in the secular realm, it would set off a great earthquake that he couldn't imagine!

"Mr. Song, be merciful, this person can't be killed!"

Compared to the Ling family, Fan Yong felt that this person from the hermit cultivation world couldn't move!

But—

Huang Yan laughed three times, and actually killed himself on the spot!

Today's battle has become a disgrace, and Huang Yan has no face to go back.

simply dying here can be regarded as indirect, dragging Song Fan into the water, making him fall into a certain death situation!

This should also be avenging yourself!

"The surname is Song, on the Huangquan Road, I will wait for you to come!"

Fan Yong rushed forward, but was a step too late. Seeing that Huang Yan was really angry, he couldn't help but turn pale with fright, and secretly screamed in his heart!