The movement of the two of them this time was worse than the impact just now. Such a violent vibration naturally can't escape the eyes of people.

In the black market. Hei Feng was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the white-robed old man again in surprise. The white-robed old man's face changed, and he said in disbelief: "How is it possible? What kind of person is this Xu Fan, who can actually fight directly with the saint and only slightly weaker. Could it be that he is also a ground level? ”

"Impossible!" An arrogant voice came from the side. Immediately after, a purple figure suddenly appeared beside the white-robed old man.

The person who appeared was also an old man, he was dressed in a purple robe, his face was gloomy, his lips were black, and his eyes were staring at the thick dark circles, like a living dead who had just crawled out of the cemetery, which was extremely ugly.

But when Hei Feng saw this old man, his face changed drastically, and his whole body subconsciously trembled backwards and retreated half a step, and hurriedly knelt down and saluted: "Hei Feng has seen the blood old city lord. ”

"Hmph." The blood elder didn't look at the black wind, waved his hand, and motioned for him to leave. Hei Feng looked at the white-robed elder, and the elder nodded faintly.

Black Wind saluted the two of them respectfully and hurriedly exited the tower. After Hei Feng left, Blood Elder glanced at the black rock that was frozen in ice, turned to look at the fierce battle in the distance, and sneered: "That person seems to be on an equal footing with the saint. But in fact, it's already the end of the crossbow! It's not like we haven't paid attention to him in the black market, he can't be a level. ”

"Can't you see? The saint didn't seem to know why, and didn't come as agreed. He seemed to want to capture the other man alive. The white-robed elder frowned and said, "That's the problem. Why did the saint do this? He is proud of himself! In his opinion, making a move on a junior is a break of the ring. Why? Blood Lao said lightly: "Think so much." There will be only 5 minutes left or right, and it will be over, and we will not be too late to ask again. The white-robed elder didn't answer, just frowned and nodded.

For some reason, he still felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything wrong for a while.

Outside the black market. The battle between Xu Fan and the saint has become more and more intense. At this time, Xu Fan used all his Poison Sutra True Qi on attack, and did not consider defense at all, and completely adopted the method of exchanging injuries for injuries.

Who made him the man of the poison doctor's door. Wounded and wounded, as long as there is still breath, he can still save himself.

Moreover, this is the real fighting method of the disciples of the Poison Doctor Sect. In Xu Fan's eyes, a strange evil aura flashed from time to time!

However, it was Xu Fan who directly used the evil qi into his body to improve his combat effectiveness, and this was also the method that the disciples of the Poison Medicine Sect would use when they were fighting against people.

With the evil qi entering the body, within a short period of time. Xu Fan's physical defense and attack power have also been greatly improved, although they are not yet at the level of a ground-level martial artist, but they are also seventy or eighty percent.

Therefore, Xu Fan's talent is on par with that of a saint. The two men exchanged two minutes.

It can be called extremely tragic. Xu Fan no longer had a piece of good meat on his body, and many of his muscles even smelled of burning, which was attacked by the flames of the saint.

The body is even more chaotic, being hit by the saint four or five times, and the strength of the opponent's flame attribute is even more rampant in the body!

Fortunately, Xu Fan has the primordial strength and the true qi of the Poison Sutra, and the origin of the Poison Sutra is strong enough to suppress it.

If it were a different person, even a half-step would have fallen. The other side. The saint became more and more frightened.

He knew very well that Xu Fan's strength was absolutely not at the ground level, but he could still support it for so long. Although it was because he had the idea of wanting to capture the other party alive, he still left a line for the shot.

But even so, Xu Fan's strength greatly exceeded his expectations. The reason why this is the case, he thinks that it must be related to Xu Fan's cultivation of true qi.

Suppose you learn this true qigong method? For a while, the greed in the saint's heart was together, and it was difficult to let go.

"Bang!" The two burst into a blow, and each side retreated dozens of steps.

"Xu Fan! Don't struggle. Do you think the old man really can't kill you? Hum! For your sake, it's not easy to cultivate. As long as you are captured, follow me back to the black market, worship me as a teacher, and I can spare you from death. And in less than ten years, how about I promise you to enter the Ground Tier? The saint suddenly seduced.

Xu Fan smiled evilly and said disdainfully: "With your third-rate level, you are also worthy of being my Xu Fan's master?" Think about what your last words are! In a little while, you're going to die. The saint sneered coldly: "Speak wildly! Do you really think that you will be my opponent, if it weren't for me......" Xu Fan's figure flashed suddenly, but he punched again, directly interrupting the saint's words.

Xu Fan sneered: "Shut your mouth, you have too much nonsense." The saint was immediately annoyed and scolded: "Boy! You're looking for death! The two flames instantly condensed in his hands, and then sent his palms forward, hitting Xu Fan.

However, Xu Fan smiled weirdly. This time, he didn't resist hard, stepped on his feet, and pulled away.

In an instant, with a one-handed move, the primordial golden needle appeared in Xu Fan's hand from the ring. Then, directly mobilize the Origin Poison Sutra True Qi in the body to pour into it, and Xu Fan waved it!

The primordial golden needle immediately turned into a golden light and stabbed towards the center of the saint's eyebrows! The Taichu Golden Needle is the strongest magic weapon in Xu Fan's hands, and it is also one of the two magic weapons of the Poison Medicine Sect, injecting the true qi of the Poison Sutra can make it indestructible!

What's more, at this time, Xu Fan is still using the Origin Poison Sutra True Qi! The primal golden needle is Xu Fan's real killer move and hole card!

I've been fighting with the saint before, for this moment! The primordial golden needle suddenly shot out at a super high speed, and in the blink of an eye, it penetrated the flame barrier of the saint!

Appeared directly in front of the saint's eyes!

"Huh? Weapons? In the realm of the ground level, my flesh can't even penetrate the blasting bullet, do you think a golden needle can hurt me? Amusing! The sage sneered playfully, although the speed of the Primal Golden Needle was fast, but he swept his eyes, and his energy automatically locked onto the Primordial Golden Needle.

Then, the saint immediately stretched out two fingers and grabbed the primordial golden needle! But who knows, at the moment when the saint wanted to take down the Primal Golden Needle, the Primal Golden Needle suddenly burst out with a golden light, but it suddenly turned around in an extremely strange way.

Then, the primordial golden needle directly bypassed the hand that the saint wanted to grasp, came to the left side of the saint's head, and stabbed towards his temple!

"Zheng !!!!" An extremely loud metal crash suddenly erupted!

"Break it for me!" Xu Fan burst out with a roar! As if being greeted, the primordial golden needle suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light again, forcibly moving forward again.

"Bang!" A crunch! The primordial golden needle pierced the saint's temple! The saint's whole body trembled, and he looked at Xu Fan in disbelief, and fell directly in the sky.

Xu Fan's mind did not relax at this time. His gaze froze suddenly, beckoning the primordial golden needle back to his hand, and then his body flashed, and he quickly swept to the place where the saint fell.

Take advantage of your illness! It's going to kill you! Xu Fan's heart was full of anger! The fist condensed the true qi of the Poison Sutra, and without hesitation, it smashed directly and violently towards the saint's head!

"Bang bang bang!" The sound of a quick punch crashing sounded. I have to say that the head of this earth-level martial artist is hard.

Li Zhenhua's head was shattered by Xu Fan's ten punches, and at this time, the saint's head was hit by Xu Fan with hundreds of punches!

It was smashed directly into the ground for several meters before its head was smashed. Until the divine consciousness does not perceive the breath of the saint and is sure that the other party is dead.

Xu Fan stopped his hand and sat on the side panting.

"Not good! The breath of the saint is gone. At the same time, the faces of the white-robed elder and the blood elder in the black market changed instantly, and their faces were full of shock!

Not sure what the hell is going on. The two glanced at each other, without any hesitation, and directly burst out of their energy, and the two of them swept wildly towards the outside of the black market.