"Boom!boom!boom~~~"

In mid-air, Ji Fan held two knives in his hands, and the blades drew a mysterious trajectory, constantly slashing towards the white-haired old man.

"What neat footwork!"

For Ji Fan flashing in mid-air, some strong people couldn't help but be shocked.

"If you want to do what he does, it's not as simple as it seems, using the Thunder Step to cooperate with the improved perception, tightly lock on the movements of the Holy Spirit Hall Bishop, and even perceive the archbishop's movements in advance, the movement and change direction within the reach of the spiritual eyes and perception, it is really powerful!" the man from the Qingxu Sect sighed in a low voice.

"Sticky!"

Finding that the companion martial artist driven by Ji Fan had greatly strengthened the suction of the greedy mouth, which not only affected the movements of the white-haired old man, but also devoured his breath, and the stone man only felt that the archbishop of the Holy Spirit Hall was not good.

"Boom~~~"

In the face of the white-haired old man and released a gourd fan, Ji Fan, whose figure was constantly flashing, still did not back down, brutally impacting the old man's figure, not only swinging his double knives at him, but even the two melon hammers held by the accompanying martial artist were also fiercely smashed down on the old man.

"It's solid. ”

Yin Bao'er, who was responding to Ji Fan's strategy, could feel that the white-haired old man had been caught from the fluctuations in momentum and strength.

Yin Bao'er did not step forward, but stared at the actions of the old man with tidal texture on his skin.

In the eyes of many monks who were attracted by the battle, the figures of Ji Fan and the white-haired old man were almost flickering parallel in the sky.

"Rush up!"

For Ji Fan to flash forward, while the white-haired old man was retreating, Tu Qiu said with a shocked expression.

"Once Ji Fan is allowed to attack, his offensive will not stop easily, if he can't find a way to change, he will probably be pressed until he dies, remember when Mu Huaisheng's first seat was still there, tell him not to stop!" Mu Qing looked at the scene in the sky, and the idea that Ji Fan was greatly influenced by Mu Huaisheng emerged.

"Bang~~~"

In the world that brought people a strange shock, at the moment when Ji Fan's inch mang knife and the white-haired old man's gourd fan intersected, the companion martial artist connected to the big gourd actually broke through the white-haired old man's collapse frame from the armpit of the knife, and hit the old man's chest with a hammer handle, blasting it out.

"Woo~~~"

Just as Ji Fan caught up with the old man's body in one step, a strong will emanated from the old man's eyebrows and spread to his physical body.

"Takashi ~~~"

The white-haired old man turned over and flirted with a gourd fan, and his power was extremely huge, not only withstanding Ji Fan's sword, but also making the space vibrate.

"Bang!bang!bang~~~"

Ji Fan retreated for the first time, and every time his foot landed on the void, he stepped out a line of ripples.

"Bang!boom~~~"

However, even if Ji Fan was briefly counterattacked, the accompanying martial artist was not stunned by the change in the white-haired old man's strength and aura, and was swept away by the gourd fan with a swing of the hammer in one hand, but the other melon hammer slashed the white-haired old man's right shoulder, smashing it upside down and flying out again.

"Snort~~~"

Ji Fan, who took three steps back and forcibly stabilized his figure, his legs suddenly became thicker, he stepped into the air with one foot, flashed his body and pulled out the posture, one knife in front and one knife in the back, and the light of the knife in the back hand exceeded perception, just like an old man's heart stab.

"Boom~~~"

The white-haired old man barely leaned over, and wanted to slash at Ji Fan with a gourd fan in one hand, but in front of him, You Long's brilliance flipped over, and You Long's tail swung to the sky, but it hit the old man's heart firmly.

Seeing that the white-haired old man was thrown into a bow and flew upside down towards the sky, and Ji Fan and his companion martial artists also jumped up towards the sky, many people were nervous.

"Woo~~~"

The domain field of the sky changed on one side, and the strong wind overflowed like silky threads, frantically entangled with Ji Fan and the accompanying martial artists who were chasing and killing.

"Field!"

For the countless sharp wind wires, Ji Fan and the accompanying martial artists were blocked, and Ji Ming was still unsettled until this time.

"Boom~~~"

Unlike the accompanying martial artists, who were greedy and devoured the wind, Ji Fan's spiritual power was exuding, and what was revealed was no longer spiritual breath, but countless entwined spiritual elements.

While Ji Fan's figure continued to rush towards the white-haired old man, the dense silk entanglement spirit yuan also began to roll back.

The Silk Entwining Spirit Yuan is not only extremely sharp, but also has the power to devour, and once it comes into contact with the wind silk, it even appears to absorb and grow.

"Bang~~~"

Ji Fan, who broke through the dense wind silk, stabbed the white-haired old man in the heart with a knife.

I saw that the white-haired old man moved slightly to avoid the key point in his heart, and the gourd fan in one hand smashed Ji Fan with the fan handle in a small way, and the gourd fan in the other hand pierced the companion martial artist who rushed up.

"Boom~~~"

Despite discovering the sharp wind of the two gourd fans, Ji Fan still fiercely pierced the knife into the old man's chest, using the surging spiritual power to help the tip of the knife break through the increase of domineering intent on the flesh.

At the same time, Ji Fan's flank was smashed by one end of the gourd fan, and the wind seemed to shoot through his flesh.

At the moment when the white-haired old man's face showed a look of horror, a melon hammer from the companion martial artist also slammed it on his head.

The killing momentum in the sky came quickly, and the dantian of the companion martial artist was inserted by the gourd fan in the old man's other hand, and his body seemed to be suddenly hit with unbearable destructive power.

Seeing that the white-haired old man was hit on the head by the melon hammer and flew out, he showed his sword and spurted towards Ji Fan from below, blocking his figure that wanted to continue chasing and killing the old man.

"Buzz~~~"

The dense silk entanglement spirit element contracted rapidly, and Ji Fan swirled in the air to avoid the spurting blade.

Seeing the knight man holding the sword and protecting the white-haired old man who had been hit, Ji Fan realized that it was not good to continue this battle.

This knight man in the realm of life and death was dealt with by Ji Zhuo at the beginning, and now Ji Ming and he have no restrictions, and letting the knight man be free is equivalent to Ji Fan and Yin Baoer having to face three powerhouses in the realm of life and death.

"Sneer!sneer!snort~~~"

The companion martial artist who was inserted by the gourd fan was not pierced in the lower abdomen, but the strong wind force erupted in the body of the companion martial artist, as if it had swelled out a dense wind blade, destroying the flesh and blood of the companion martial artist from the inside.

At this time, anyone with a discerning eye could see the dense arc blade brilliance that swelled and flowed in the body of the accompanying martial artist.

If there is anything strange about Ji Fan, it is that the flank part of his body is empty, not like an entity.

"It wasn't pierced by the ancient treasure's compressed wind spiritual power, but it was a kind of void that banished a part of the body!" The male monk of the Qingxu Sect looked at Ji Fan in mid-air with his eyes slightly narrowed.

"Boom~~~"

The companion martial artist connected to the big gourd, the upper body exploded in the process of the wind blade expanding, and the crystal blood * sky dispersed.

"The situation is not very good, without the companion martial artist, with Ji Fan's own strength, it will be difficult to compete head-on with the Holy Spirit Hall Bishop!" Mu Qing couldn't help but worry.

"The archbishop of the Holy Spirit Temple is also in pain, not only was he stabbed, but his head was also hit by a sledgehammer, and the injuries were not light, and it was difficult to recover in a short time!" Tu Qiu only felt that the direction of the situation was becoming more and more chaotic and unclear.

"It's a pity that Ji Fan works so hard, no matter whether Ji Ming and Ji Zhuo of the Ji clan can't help, or they deliberately keep it, their temperament is a little smaller, waste is waste after all, and it won't change because of reincarnation, even if it is reincarnated a few times, it won't be able to get on the big stage. The stone man looked at Ji Zhuo and sneered disdainfully.

"No matter how strong Ji Fan is, it will be difficult in the future, just to deal with Bishop Haofeng, he is already quite difficult, there was an opportunity just now, but he had to watch the opportunity slip away. A young man holding a star hexagram flag said with a smile.

"Bishop Haofeng, are you alright?"

The knight man who protected the white-haired old man did not attack Ji Fan who fell, but paid attention to the old man's situation.

The old man whose head and face were smashed and twisted on one side was bleeding from seven holes, and the knife hole in his chest exuded dense cracks of wound power, and the injury looked extremely terrifying.

"There's something wrong with that knife!"

Regarding the crack in the light of the wound on the old man's chest, the knight man didn't think it was caused by the sword, and suddenly looked at Ji Fan who fell to the ground.

At this time, Ji Fan's right-hand knife, the light was obviously dimmed, but inside the knife body, there was still a slight wound in the power brilliance.

"Ah......h

The old man's long hair was scattered, his hands covered his head, as if he was in extreme pain, and two mouthfuls of blood were sprayed in his mouth.

"And consciousness!"

Ji Fan secretly gasped, assessing the current situation.

"I can hold this bishop back. ”

Yin Bao'er was on Ji Fan's side and said to him.

"Kill them. ”

After observing the white-haired old man, the multi-eyed magic ring on Ji Fan's left index finger spewed out a demon stone.

In Ji Fan's mind, since he had offended the Spirit Temple, he couldn't leave behind the troubles, and now he saw that the white-haired old man was not lightly injured, which made him reveal a real killing intent.

"Are you going to be killed, what is that?"

Seeing that Ji Fan released the desolate hedgehog, and the clumps of flesh and blood that the associated martial artists had exploded and fell to the ground also began to wriggle, the stone man was somewhat unexpected.

"Zi!Zi!Zi~~~"

Clusters of flesh and blood swam rapidly like snakes, and fused with each other, gradually turning into twisted flesh and soul clay bodies.

"Squeak!"

As soon as the little hedgehog came out of the beast stone, he seemed to understand what was going on, and roared at the knight man in the sky and the old man with his cape.

"That's it!"

The male monk of the Qingxu Sect could see how much the Archbishop of the Spirit Hall had paid in order to destroy the associated martial artists, but even so, he still underestimated the lethality of Ji Fan's own deity, as well as the strange recovery power of the accompanying martial artists.

"It's very strong and insidious, if it continues, I'm afraid the situation will get completely out of control!" Tu Qiu grabbed his forehead, feeling that Ji Fan was really a dangerous person.

"Don't rush to get on yet. ”

Ji Fan took out the animal skin bag and tied it around his waist, grabbed the little hedgehog and stuffed it into the animal skin bag.

"Sneer!sneer!snort~~~"

The reunited companion martial artist, the four-layer dragon ape tree pattern dark veins in his body have opened again, and his whole body is steaming, and the surging breath is even worse than before, and even the two melon hammers have been picked up again.

In the vibration and distortion of Ji Fan's own body, part of his flank body also began to recover its flesh and blood form.

Few people know about the fifth form of this floating slaughter, and if it weren't for the cultivation of the Ancient Mixed Primal Movement, it wouldn't be able to be used, and some outsiders with vision could only roughly understand what was going on.

The first five styles of the floating massacre are Wuxiang, Shadow of the Bag, Trace, Wandering Dragon, and Mifang, compared to Ji Fan's cultivation during the fetal period, he has even cultivated one more style of penance over the years.

In fact, long before Ji Fan did not live in seclusion, he had mastered some fur in the floating slaughter, this strange killing technique of virtual exile, which he used when he was fighting against the first seat of Guifeng and Juxia Peak.

At that time, Ziyang Zhenren used the bronze mirror, and also used a technique of mirroring the water and moon to blur the figure, and the two fought for a short time, and no one had any choice but to win anyone.