There are still a few powerful breaths in the crowd that have not appeared, perhaps using the old woman and the old man as a pathfinder. The old man's eyes blinked and flashed: "Young man, let's go to the back square!

Zhang Fan sneered: "I'm not here to fight, what about my companions?"

The old woman laughed strangely: "We don't know about this!"

"Then I won't accompany you!" Zhang Fan came here to find Xiao Nan and the little boy ancestor, raised his feet and walked forward, the spirit of not looking back was moving, the two old men who blocked the way couldn't help but retreat, the old woman gritted her teeth: "Damn boy!

Her five fingers were opened, and a layer of luster was condensed in her palm, and her head was covered by Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's right foot slammed on the ground, and the powerful energy penetrated the surface of the ground to directly defuse the old woman's attack, he said: "Get out of the way for the old disrespectful things, otherwise don't blame the young man!"

"You!" the old woman was so angry that she burst out with great power regardless of where she was, turning into a big black bird and rising into the air, her hands lingering in her heart and clapping the strength of the waves of the waves. The power of the Great Heaven Rank cultivator spread, and everyone watching the battle fled.

At the same time, the food street lit up with white light, enveloping all the buildings on this street, obviously a guardian formation arranged in advance, afraid that the battle would destroy this place.

"It seems to be prepared!" Zhang Fan was silent. The roaring palm above his head came. He waved Fang Tian's painting halberd with both hands, and slashed more than ten moves in a row to scatter the palm strength that was about to be on his head, and then let out a long roar, he stepped on seven steps in the void and fell in front of the old woman: "You are old!"

As soon as she looked at the old woman, she was almost overwhelmed by Zhang Fan's momentum, and after stabilizing her mind, her dry palm slapped in a row, urging a more powerful palm wind to suppress Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan held Fang Tian's painting halberd and was fearless, and quickly killed the old woman: "You are also a Great Heaven Rank monk, don't you have any magical powers?"

"Bomi palm!" the old woman shouted, the heavens and the earth suddenly trembled, and the palm power that was broken by Zhang Fan suddenly appeared in the void, and it was even more powerful. Zhang Fan's face became solemn, and he was indeed a monk who underestimated the Great Heaven Rank. The endless palm power in the void besieged Zhang Fan alone in all directions.

Even though he had an immortal golden body, he was also traumatized at this time, and his skin was cracked and fine lines appeared, but this was only a little bit of skin that hurt him, so there was nothing to worry about. Use Fang Tian's halberd to make a hole in the palm barrier in front of him.

"Ah!" the old woman screamed, almost swept by Fang Tian's black mang, floated ten meters to stabilize her body, and said to the old man below, "What are you still looking at here?"

Zhang Fan had already completed seven steps, and at this time he quickly fell to the ground, but he had already locked on the old man.

The old man saw that Zhang Fan was coming, and he shook his spirit to raise his strength, as long as he got the Tianyan needle, he could go to the Tianyan Holy Land in exchange for the treasure medicine that increased his longevity, so all the consumption now is worth it.

The throat swelled, and more than 30 brilliant rays of light spit out in an instant, which were more than 30 flawless magic weapons that had been practiced for many years, carrying the power of destroying the world to attack and kill Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan turned his head down, instigating Fang Tian's painting halberd, this is a fierce soldier refined by ancient methods, and the pattern of slaughtering the god on it can offset all the attacks of the spell system, directly restraining the vast majority of the power of the magic weapon, and the ordinary magic weapon is far less hard than Fang Tian's painting halberd, and the result is that the magic weapon that collides with it will collapse on the spot.

The old man was devoured, and the blood spurting from the corners of his mouth stained his beard red and silver, and he didn't believe that this young man could break the magic weapon. These thirty magic weapons are the savings of half of his life, and each bite is very powerful, but now it is like a piece of paper being crushed. The blood that dyed the red beard was half because of the backlash, and half because of the distress of the destroyed magic weapon.

His white hair danced angrily, and he pulled out a sword: "Take your life!"

The long sword swept out a sword aura, extremely sharp, and this void was like countless cracks cut out of paper. Zhang Fan's scalp was numb, this old man was so powerful, he could cut through the void with his sword qi alone. Don't dare to be careless, and concentrate on the powerful sword qi that came from the attack.

Fang Tian's halberd swung into a windmill, and clouds of black light splattered everywhere, and at this moment he had no reservations. Let this murderer continue to be vicious, he feels that he holds a demon head in his hand, devouring the sky and the earth to make the blood become a river, Rao is murderer has become bloodthirsty, and he still has a firm grip on it.

He firmly believes in invincibility, and he is fearless no matter how monstrous his opponents are, and he also wants to turn against the enemy with a small weapon.

When there was a loud sound, the sword qi and the fierce soldier were opposed, and an earth-shattering force was extinguished in mid-air, Zhang Fan turned over and fell to the ground in mid-air with the help of the power of feedback, and the old man's body only shook slightly, and then he raised his sword to kill.

The old man has lived for hundreds of years, his martial arts skills have reached the extreme, and he is very good at using skillful strength, which makes Zhang Fan, who is good at fighting with strength, very restricted.

"Damn!" Zhang Fan scolded angrily, and all his strength was exerted, but he was still picked away by the old man's sword.

"Tai Chi Sword!" the old man triumphantly pursued, swinging his sword with his right hand and pinching the sword trick with his left hand. In an instant, sword qi rushed out from the four directions of the southeast, northwest, and west at the same time, and Zhang Fan suddenly fell into a predicament, tired of dissolving the sword qi.

The natural old woman took off a big bow, pulled it to a full circle at this time, and the ball of light flashed on the string, which was transformed by the old woman's essence, and the power was extraordinary. I saw the right moment and shot down.

Zhang Fan raised his head and saw the deadly light shooting quickly, but he was already trapped by the sword qi and it was difficult to dodge.

With a snap, the light arrow shot by the old woman hit Zhang Fan's belly hard, almost piercing his flesh, but fortunately, the immortal golden body was strong enough, but the light arrow blew up the clothes of the heavenly silk. Leave a red whirring mark on the belly. There is some displacement of the five internal organs in the body, but the problem is not big.

The old woman was surprised, but she was calm, and immediately drew her bow and prepared the second arrow.

Zhang Fan knew that he couldn't be entangled any longer, otherwise he would definitely die.

The murderer was in front of his chest, and his left hand instantly shot out five black fingers. The Heavenly Rank Exercises, which can be said to be the most powerful exercises in the world, will become extremely terrifying if there is a relatively matching mental method in operation.

The five fingers roared against the sky, and the old man's Tai Chi sword was instantly disintegrated, and he retreated from Zhang Fan's left side of the void with a frightened face: "This kind of power is definitely a heaven-level exercise!!"

Zhang Fan's left hand trembled uncontrollably, and the star acupoints opened with the secret of the stars on his knuckles lit up one by one, and the spiritual power contained in them continued to merge into his fingers.

"Ha!" Zhang Fan raised his heavy left hand and pointed out at the old woman in the air.

This finger is as thick as an arm, and the pseudo-god pattern surrounds it, which actually attracts the Zen sound of the Great Dao, and it is ethereal like who's babbling.

"Oh my God, Dadao Zenyin!"

"Divine Pattern!"

The people who were hiding from a distance to watch the battle opened their mouths wide, and they were simply surprised today. A young man actually resisted two Great Heaven Rank monks.

The old woman had been blocked by the fingers, unable to move a bit, and turned into a cloud of ashes in the screams, and the primordial spirit did not leave any of it.

The old man's face was flushed, after a round of fighting, he had exhausted his spiritual power, and if he stayed any longer, he would die or live, although it was humiliating to be beaten away by a junior as a big heavenly step, but at this time, his life mattered!

Zhang Fan looked at the old man's back, sneered, and threw Fang Tian's halberd as a spear. The murderous soldiers glittered in the sun, like a jet-black mountain top piercing through the clouds and directly penetrating the old man. A purple primordial god wanted to escape into the void, but Zhang Fan was one step ahead of him, reached out and put it away with his palm and threw it into the purple mansion.