Although the battle situation was temporarily blocked, Chen Fan did not give up observing the enemy's weaknesses, his eyes were still looking at the old man of Scorpion Mountain in front of him without moving, and after less than two seconds of observation, he immediately fixed his gaze on the snake-shaped crutch that hung in the air.

"It seems that the appearance of this terrifying energy must be related to that crutch!" Thinking of this, Chen Fan immediately turned his gaze to Yang Jian, and let out a loud roar from his mouth,

"You intercept these attacks for me, and let me crack this old thing's hole cards!"

"Okay, but be quick, I probably won't last long!" Looking at the huge iron claws that kept falling in the air, Yang Jian's heart also trembled, this time, he no longer chose to intercept it in a hard-hitting way, but unfolded his body at full speed, constantly shuttling between the two huge iron claws, throwing away all the attacks far away.

As for Chen Fan, taking advantage of Yang Jian's distraction, he directly stretched the golden wings behind him, and his body turned into a flash of electricity, a lightning-like dive, quickly closing the distance a little.

"You want to do a sneak attack when I'm not looking?" Sensing Chen Fan's actions, the old man's bleeding eyes of the scorpion mountain were suddenly filled with a scarlet dazzling strong light, and suddenly roared, and another mouthful of essence blood sprayed straight on the crutches, and in the next second, the gray gas in the crutches condensed again, directly forming a scorpion-headed phantom with a body size of about ten zhang, and frantically pounced on Chen Fan.

"Hmph, I don't believe you can keep going!" Chen Fan immediately roared, his body turned, the spirit knife jumped out of his palm again, aimed at the phantom that pounced, and slashed like lightning, and the majestic horse training directly split the energy in half, and under the huge energy shock, even the crutches suspended in the air seemed to be affected by a trace of influence, and became a little shaky.

With the shaking frequency of the crutches, the old man of Scorpion Mountain, who was manipulating the crutches behind him, snorted involuntarily, and a little pain flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting, and then a more hideous expression appeared.

"It looks like this old thing is at the end of the day!" Although that trace of pain was well hidden by the old man of Scorpion Mountain, Chen Fan still caught it at a glance, and immediately smiled coldly, spun the spirit knife like lightning, turned into a rushing stream, and flew directly out of his hand, heading straight for the serpentine crutch.

The old man of Scorpion Mountain let out an angry roar, and his already folded hands suddenly let go, and he directly grabbed two halves in the air, and suddenly appeared two gray pillars of smoke, which swept through the air like a long whip, and viciously aimed at the spirit knife and slammed into it.

Since Chen Fan threw out the spirit knife, he no longer paid attention to what the old man of Scorpion Mountain was doing, his body suddenly shot forward, turning into a rushing afterimage, and on his left arm, a large amount of purple-gold terrifying air flow was condensed, completely gathering all the energy, and at the same time, whether it was the spirit pattern on his forehead or the three intersecting purple-gold dragon patterns on his chest, they were all flickering wildly, turning into a strong light that was so thick that it could not be penetrated by the naked eye, covering the entire body.

Chen Fan was sprinting, he almost forgot everything, whether it was the spirit knife being shaken away, or the second terrifying attack viciously venting on his back, blasting him almost vomiting blood, Chen Fan didn't care at all.

His attention was on the crutch from beginning to end, there was hardly any hesitation or stagnation, and just as the attack energy of the old man of Scorpion Mountain hit him, Chen Fan had already relied on his powerful defensive ability to directly pounce on the crutch less than fifty zhang away.

"That's enough!" After coming here, Chen Fan's eyes suddenly erupted with a fierce cold light, his hands waved, and the ten fingers were overlapped like lightning, accompanied by the rapid transformation of the handprint, and in an instant, the third eye above the nausea glared angrily, and a faint and transparent invisible fluctuation immediately turned into a beam of light, shooting straight towards the serpentine cane.

Shout!

The attack created by the phantom eye was almost an invisible substance, and the powerful spiritual power broke through the air, without causing the slightest ripple, but the serpentine crutch shook in vain, as if it had suffered some kind of heavy blow, and the whole made a "click" sound.

Soon, a slight crack appeared in the place where it was hit by spiritual power, and as the crack enlarged, the face of the old man of Scorpion Mountain became more and more ugly, and finally there was an "ah" sound, and a mouthful of old blood was directly spewed, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, which was bounced away by an invisible force, and fell to a mountain very sadly.

"The patriarch is defeated!"

The scene in the sky suddenly caused countless Demon Scorpion Clansmen to exclaim, and almost every clansman stared at Chen Fan's face with their eyes wide in disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost.

No one would have thought that a sixth-level combat power would be defeated so quickly in the hands of this little-known human being, and this guy is a whole realm away from the old man of Scorpion Mountain!

No one can figure out why, but the facts that are happening in front of us are completely irrefutable.

"Ah......" At the same time as falling to the top of the mountain, the old man of Scorpion Mountain also broke out with a terrible roar, like a meteorite that broke through the sky, directly leveling the mountain.

After the terrifying collision, a cloud of yellow smoke rose from the entire mountain, and a large amount of yellow sand mixed with debris flew out, covering almost the entire sky.

The old man of Scorpion Mountain, who fell, was directly placed on the ground in a very exaggerated posture, and around his body, there were a large number of dents that were collapsed by the shock wave, and even he himself was covered in scars and became extremely miserable, and even his hair was completely turned gray, his face was like a withered ghost, and he was so old that only skin and bones remained.

"Whew, it looks like it's coming to an end!"

Looking at the old man of Scorpion Mountain who fell to the top of the mountain, Chen Fan also breathed a sigh of relief with great difficulty, the previous battle, while constantly consuming his physical strength and energy, also caused a certain degree of internal injuries to Chen Fan, if he continued to fight at such a high intensity, it is unknown who will die in the end.

Fortunately, after all, the old man of Scorpion Mountain suffered a big loss of age, and with his old bones, he was no longer suitable for such a high-intensity battle, so it can be said that this old guy was not defeated by Chen Fan and Yang Jian, but was worn to death by the years!

At the same time as the old man of Scorpion Mountain fell, the attack that was originally chasing Yang Jian also stopped, and above the sky, the aura belonging to the old man of Scorpion Mountain had completely dissipated, leaving only two voices standing in the void and gasping for breath, telling how tragic the previous battle was.

"Is this old man dead?" Soon, Yang Jian flew directly towards Chen Fan, pointed to the direction where the old man of Scorpion Mountain fell to the ground, and asked with a pant.