Chen Yifan waved the long sword in his hand, the mana was vertical and horizontal, the sword qi was like a boom, like smoke shaking, the space was divided, and all the fine needles were sucked into it.

The jade fan in the old man's hand turned and threw it out casually, and it suddenly evolved, as if the whole world was crushed at an extremely fast speed.

Chen Yifan was able to resist, his figure flickered, fell to the side, and a ball of flames flew into the world like ice and snow.

That is the old man's "state of mind", and when it comes to the realm of the two of them, it is already to the point where the virtual is real, and the virtual and the real are transformed.

If the old man's state of mind can be defeated, this battle will undoubtedly be much simpler for Chen Yifan.

But he may be thinking a little too much, the old man's state of mind is extremely solid, and his realm at this time is not strong enough.

The two of them fought more and more fiercely, and they rushed to their lives, if there was any world between the two at this time, I am afraid that they would have been beaten to ashes.

In this incomparably remote abyss, there were bursts of powerful and strange fluctuations, which surprised the creatures "nearby".

It was always a dangerous place, and the creatures that fell never came up.

What is going on now, but no one dares to check it.

But this news spread inexorably, and it spread farther and farther.

At this time, in the abyss, Chen Yifan fell into the disadvantage, under the same demonic talent, as well as the other party's richer combat experience, his lower than the other party's Xu realm, almost deadly.

Chen Yifan smiled bitterly, his cultivation time was still too short.

The vast mana is still a little weaker in front of this old thing, and some of them are weak.

If he was still working hard before, then now, he has lost some of his strength.

The old man looked at this scene lightly, approaching step by step, without slowness.

Everything was under his control, it was, and it is!

Chen Yifan's strength is indeed strong, so he doesn't dare to underestimate it, but he still didn't use too radical methods and too drastic means to defeat him at once.

Instead, it is so gradual and gradual, with the least amount of effort, to defeat the strongest enemy.

In his eyes, Chen Yifan has a fatal flaw.

Too tender! His cultivation time is too short, if the time that the old man has lived is regarded as a hundred years, then the time from the previous life plus Chen Yifan's birth to the present is probably less than a day, no, even less than an hour.

The accumulation of this short period of time will of course lack stamina.

Just when Chen Yifan was already a little "resigned to his fate", those friends from the hermit village rushed over.

"Boss, this is the only reason why we are still alive today, how can you kick us away because of your own will?" Wang Dalong asked Chen Yifan with some anger.

Then, everyone shot towards the old man and stood side by side with Chen Yifan.

The old man raised his eyebrows, but his expression did not change much.

He actually knew the existence of these people, but in his previous life, he also seemed immature, and those methods did not hide from him.

But the reason why he ignored it was because these people did not pose a threat to him.

It has to give children a sense of "accomplishment", doesn't it? Having been hit, he was afraid that he would not want to continue playing this game.

"You guys are still a little bloody, but it's a pity that what I want to see today is not bloody, but bloody!" The old man's always kind words added a bit of solemnity and indifference, and the fight with Chen Yifan actually made him a real fire.

He originally thought that he could defeat Chen Yifan within an hour, but it has been delayed until now.

In terms of world time, two days have passed.

Chen Yifan said at this time that the cultivation of this exercise is really powerful, mysterious, and magical!

The more he fought, the more the old man felt this.

If he hadn't been confident that he would definitely win the final victory, and that he would have obtained this powerful and magical exercise, which made him extremely satisfied, he probably wouldn't have been able to fight calmly until now.

But in fact, although he is sure that the final result is still in his control, at least, the process is somewhat out of his control.

At this time, when he saw Yan Lao and Wang Dalong, he didn't take it to heart, he just wanted to solve it casually.

In fact, he did.

The old man's strength was much stronger than Wang Dalong and the others, and between the waves of his hand, the invisible power passed through his body.

The moment it broke into the body, it caused great corrosive damage to the meridians, dantian, internal organs, and limbs.

However, did not die.

Although Wang Dalong and the others showed painful expressions, they did not disappear in an instant as the old man expected, and the energy that turned into the origin collapsed.

There was a hint of surprise in the old man's eyes, things were no longer completely under his control.

Chen Yifan seized this opportunity and instantly appeared beside the old man, and the snow dragon sword stabbed into his chest.

In the world of ice and snow, a crack runs across the entire glacier, and the world is slowly cracking.

And the Snow Dragon Sword in Chen Yifan's hand also poured his violent power into the old man's body like a hurricane, constantly destroying it.

But what made Chen Yifan helpless, the strength of the old man exceeded his expectations, even so, even if he had reached this point, the old man did not die.

It's just that this stimulated his ferocity, the old man who was originally kind could no longer adhere to the disguise on the surface, his face was as fierce as a demon, and a fan slashed towards Chen Yifan's head, representing the sharp rule power attached to the blade.

The forces of rage, tearing, and death dance with the blades.

This is a one-hit kill, and he doesn't care at all if the person in front of him is his son.

He only knew that even if he destroyed this person, he would be able to forcibly plunder this exercise before his consciousness completely dissipated.

Chen Yifan had no room to hide, the powerful mana had already imprisoned the space around him, and even his hands and feet had almost lost their strength.

This one seems to come with two words - end!

No matter how unwilling and angry he is in his heart, there are only two words - powerlessness.

Sure enough, do you still have to get the fifth weight to have the strength to fight?

Chen Yifan smiled bitterly, because he hadn't touched the fifth threshold yet, and he didn't have time, he couldn't watch this old thing threaten him with what he cared about.

He knew that the old thing would do whatever it took to do it, because he had cultivated the ruthless way to the pinnacle realm.

Therefore, when he came back to the appointment, everything fell into his control if he wins, and if he loses, he who dies first does not have to look at everything he cares about and destroy them one by one in front of him.

He's a "coward"! It always has been.

But there was still a little hope, and now, the hope has been disappointed.

He still refuses to accept his fate, he wants to drag this guy to disappear together, so that everything in this abyss will return to its original face again, and "grow wantonly"!

"What...... You ......" seemed to notice this, and felt the powerful power that suddenly burst out in the body of the youngest son in front of him, and the old man finally panicked.

He has been able to threaten himself.

"We are father and son after all, this is just a gambling ......" The power on the old man's blade seemed to be somewhat attenuated, and he tried to persuade Chen Yifan.

But Chen Yifan knew that the power on the blade had not been attenuated, but it was only more powerful, hidden deeper.

smiled miserably, but before the last moment came, a shadow like white jade and like flying snow rushed over, interrupting all this.

The dragon's groan covered everything, and the sharp dragon claws pierced into the old man's dantian, clenching tightly, no blood flowed out, just a violent force overflowing.

"You little brute, how can you still show up?" The old man panicked and frightened, and things were finally completely out of his control.

What he said was naturally not Ao Lingyu, but the predecessor of Zulong, the powerhouse who once dominated the Hongmeng realm.

In Chen Yifan's eyes, in front of her was Ao Ling Kite, no matter how familiar she was, she just got the inheritance memory of the strong man.

"Haha, I'll just say what's wrong, you really have an injury, this is your weakness!" Ao Ling's eyebrows were cold, and he said coldly.

She didn't tell Chen Yifan how powerful that strong man's inheritance was, and he also had the ability to foresee the future, but when it came to this person, what she foresaw was only a flickering and vague fragment.

As for this person's injury, it is a memory left in the inheritance when this old thing killed the predecessor of the ancestral dragon.

This injury was not caused by the ancestral dragon's predecessor, and it didn't have that ability.

The predecessor of the ancestral dragon had only discovered this weakness, but before he could take advantage of it, he had already been killed by this powerful enemy.

Now, taking advantage of the fact that all the attention of the old thing was attracted by Chen Yifan, Ao Ling Kite suddenly appeared, which can be regarded as a continuation of the battle between the predecessor of Zulong and this old thing, and did what it wanted to do at the beginning.

"Humph! Again...... How is it? The old thing suddenly straightened up again, as if he didn't care about Chen Yifan's sword piercing his chest, Ao Ling Kite grabbed the claws of his dantian, his hair flew up, and he laughed and shouted insolently.

"You guys, is there a way?"

At this time, the old thing was diametrically opposed to his usual amiable appearance, arrogant and arrogant, better than the most enthusiastic young boy.

The powerful momentum is vertical and horizontal, and everything in the world is overlooked.

Chen Yifan was a little shocked by this, hell, what kind of existence is his enemy, his "father"!

Even if someone has taken the key point, do you have a way?

Even if you catch the weakness, will you have the ability to beat me?

There is nothing more powerless and helpless in the world than this, even if he grasps the key point, he is still not the opponent of the enemy.

"There's a way!" Ao Ling Kite said calmly and in a low voice.

The old man's face changed, he didn't understand, just like he didn't understand Chen Yifan in his previous life.

Why, are these two people dying?

Whether it is Chen Yifan or Ao Lingyuan, it seems that they are all the same at this time, ready to work hard for this.

In this way, the old man had almost no chance of escaping, although these two men, in his opinion, could not even defeat his weakness by holding on to his weakness.

Even so, all the power of the two of them could annihilate him when they burst out in an instant. l0ns3v3

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