The stele hand fought the unicorn tiger, and the sound was like striking iron, and it was very loud to bang out.

Zhang Fan's spiritual liquid condensed boundlessly, increasing the power of the stone tablet hand by as much as eight times, coupled with the weirdness of the yin and yang steps, it was almost riding on the Qilin Tiger to hit.

Even though the unicorn tiger was copper-skinned and iron-boned, the scales exploded at this time, revealing soft skin, and wisps of blood gushed out, staining Zhang Fan into a bloody man.

The flesh beats the unicorn tiger, and if it is seen, it will definitely be shocked to drop its jaw.

The stele was cracked and shattered, and the inscription on it was extinguished in an instant, but there was a little bit of dark light attached to Zhang Fan's hands, Zhang Fan didn't think much about it, and unfolded the stele hand again.

Dacheng's stele opener consumes a lot of spiritual fluid and physical strength, but Zhang Fan is not afraid, with his current background, he can fight the stele hand for two or three days without resting, and he will eat an old medicine if it's a big deal.

The unicorn tiger twisted his body and shook off Zhang Fan, and spread out the tiger claws of the big fan to attack Zhang Fan, the tiger is a natural fighting warrior, and the hunting instinct engraved in his bones is manifested at this time, forcing Zhang Fan to only swim on his side.

"Sure enough, it's a strange beast, it's very reasonable to speculate!" blood spilled from the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth. Using the secret method of forging the body to import too much power, the flesh body was a little unbearable, at this time he was not only fighting with the Qilin Tiger, but there was a terrible battle in his body that would kill him at will.

Both the Monument Opener and the Qilin Tiger are extremely powerful, and even if he uses the power of the stars and the secret method of forging the body to refine, he is still a little uncomfortable.

Introducing the alien power refining body, outsiders will definitely say that Zhang Fan must be crazy.

Zhang Fan is crazy, after hundreds of rounds, he has already played a real fire, and his indomitable will to make a decision has supported him to get to the present: "Go die!"

The stele hand was extinguished more than ten times, and there were more and more inscriptions left in Zhang Fan's hands, each of which was alive and wriggling, and at this time, under Zhang Fan's full urging, the inscription turned into a golden fist around Zhang Fan's fist.

This punch can be described as exhausting, and it must be killed with one blow.

The Qilin Tiger felt the threat of death, and with a roar, its scales opened and spewed purple smoothness, and its front paws grabbed the ground and jumped horizontally, and its fangs and claws attacked Zhang Fan together.

"Ahh Zhang Fan's black hair was like a waterfall, dancing like a demon, and the fist of his right hand slammed violently, blocking the huge body and indestructible claws of the Qilin Tiger, and swinging his right fist with an instinctive will to fight.

With one punch, the Qilin Tiger burst back ten steps. Following up on the second punch, the Qilin Tiger's head was deflated and blood gushed from the mouth and nose.

In the third punch, the unicorn tiger lay on the ground and began to breathe.

Fourth punch, fifth punch.. The head of the unicorn tiger is crumbled into a mashed meat, and the blood and brains are mixed into the dirt like strawberry chocolate ice cream.

Zhang Fan bombarded thirty punches in a row, and the unknown state of mind drained his spiritual fluid, and he lay weakly on the body of the Qilin Tiger: "Win, Xiao Ye won!"

"Goo-dong!" Uncle Guang swallowed, "Is it a blessing or a curse to let this grandson grow up! Shatter the void with your palm, tear the stars with your hands..."

When Zhang Fan and the Qilin Tiger fought, Uncle Guang was also under this pressure, and there was something terrible under the abyss, constantly resisting the restraint of Uncle Guang's divine power, and almost let it succeed several times, but it also consumed the divine power that Uncle Guang raised with the blood of the flag horn.

Gu Tong was very sensitive to the battle, and he found Zhang Fan in the vast mountain range according to the fluctuations of the battle, he ran to the scene with his sword in his hand, his mouth and jaw were about to fall off in surprise, the battle scene was quite terrifying, the ancient wood fell a piece, the ground was about to be overturned, and the blood of the brute beast soaked the soil, making it look very red and bloody.

"Zhang Fan!" Gu Tong stepped over the corpse of the Qilin Tiger and saw the bloody Zhang Fan. He anxiously went up and grabbed Zhang Fan: "You can't die, I don't like to owe others!"

Zhang Fan's eyes opened and he smiled, revealing his white teeth, so frightened that Gu Tong almost attacked with a sword. Zhang Fan took Gu Tong's hand and stood up: "I can't die.. Whew! This thing isn't your average trick. What a dangerous kill!"

"The unicorn tigers comparable to the elders have all been killed by you... Terrible!" What's even more terrifying is that Zhang Fan didn't have the slightest injury except for being a little tired.

Zhang Fan slapped his chest, the battle situation just now was very dangerous, if it wasn't for the flag horn guard, he would have died a long time ago. It can be seen that the royal weapon is very powerful even if it is broken, but it just blocks a few palms of the unicorn beast, so that the already incomplete array is shattered again, and it is estimated that the existence of the elder level, if you attack it three times, this thing will be completely wasted.

Zhang Fan crossed his knees on one side and asked Gu Tong to raise a fire to roast the meat of the unicorn tiger and eat it.

The combat power imported by the secret method is digested a lot, and there are many scattered on the limbs, which is a situation that many monks deliberately avoid, because the scars accumulate day by day and become a stubborn disease, and once it breaks out, it will be weak to return to the sky.

Zhang Fan will not, he needs this kind of strength to refine the flesh, which is even greater than the effect of the spirit stone. He runs the secret method, hooks with the power of the stars, every inch of the body is breathing, to taste the tearing force of the unicorn tiger, the body is not as soft as the skin, it is very tender, and the slightest touch will hurt the heart, Zhang Fan's internal muscles from shallow to deep have achieved initial results, the strength of the unicorn tiger is not enough to tear him, but the pain is still terrible.

Zhang Fan trembled, large pieces of sweat rolled down his hair, and manic energy was emitted through his pores, which frightened Gu Tong, who was making a fire not far away.

What Zhang Fan is experiencing now is even more terrifying than just now, the slightest carelessness may be torn apart by the internal force, he holds on to it, gritting his teeth and persevering, the power of the brute beast scrapes through the bones and whips the muscles, like wrought iron, constantly destroying the internal impurities, leaving the purest part.

Click!

The joints are staggered, Zhang Fan's figure suddenly enlarged, he is thin, and his body is still slightly thin, but the pure body has been extremely powerful, he suddenly opened his eyes and rushed into the dense forest, tearing an ancient tree that was hugged by three people with both hands, raising his hand to open the stele hand, and cracking the ancient tree inch by inch. Wood debris rained down, Zhang Fan snorted: "! Eat Lao Tzu!"

Gu Tong's mouth could stuff a fist; "Zhang Fan, you are definitely not a human, you are more brute than a brute!"

Zhang Fan glanced at him, and then found that the Qilin Tiger was missing half of the meat, and then saw a bonfire rising in the Lingtai, and the ball of light was actually roasting meat in the Lingtai, and said: "The old man has suffered a huge loss, and half of the tiger meat and half of the Qilin blood will be taken away!"

As he spoke, he released three blood-red silk threads, red as jewels, smooth and smooth, like a line, and if you look closely, you can see many small balls entangled with each other to keep them moving: "Is this the bloodline?"

He took it with his hand, and his hand was as heavy as a mountain, so that the spiritual platform almost collapsed. Picking up a Qilin bloodline with difficulty: "I can't breathe on my other platform!

"Uncle, refine it. I'll give it to Gu Tong!"

Uncle Guang was a little strange: "Are you sure? A trace of unicorn blood is extraordinary. He's just an ordinary friendship with you!"

"Ordinary? He used to help me. If he hadn't spoken to me, I'd have gone crazy a long time ago!"

"Human affection, human nature!heh!" Uncle Guang was cold, but according to what Zhang Fan said, he refined the Qilin blood, took out the dirt and beast nature in it, and maintained the pure Qilin divinity. The unicorn blood also became not heavy, it was very friendly, and it was tightly attached to Zhang Fan's arm, surrounding it into a circle of gems that shocked the world.

Uncle Guang's Gong Gong is the creation of the real unicorn blood, which is rare in the world.