After Ma Fan got used to the momentum and righteousness of the middle-aged Confucian a little, he resolutely took a few steps forward.

Ma Fan's move of stepping forward knowing that there is danger in moving forward is a bit stupid, but he strides forward and backward like this, but he can't help but feel comfortable for a while, and the thoughts in the spirit are getting more and more smooth, and there is even a pleasant feeling that his mind is washed and he travels in the world.

In an instant, Ma Fan felt that his cultivation had become even more refined! His strength seemed to have increased by an unknown number of times in these few steps.

At this time, a red light shot down in the sky and fell on Ma Fan's body, but there was a red light on Ma Fan's body that could not be put away and could be seen by any monk.

"Is this the cultivation of the Tribulation Period? I didn't expect it to be reached like this!" This Tribulation Period came so suddenly, Ma Fan couldn't believe it.

Although Ma Fan's cultivation was lower than that of the two Demon Sect Elders, Pu Jing and Great Confucian, they all saw that Ma Fan had broken through to the Tribulation Period under the oppression of this middle-aged Great Confucian, and their eyes showed all kinds of complex emotions such as appreciation, surprise, envy, jealousy, and so on.

After Ma Fan broke through to the Tribulation Period of cultivation, he felt that the pressure on this distance was now extremely light, and the erosion of Haoran Righteousness was much smaller, but he had a lot more spare strength, and suddenly strode forward again.

"Relieve the troublesome army, form a formation, and protect Mr. Gu!"

Seeing Ma Fan striding forward, Tai Shici roared, his eyes flashed, and the steel gun in his hand slashed at Ma Fan!

Phew!

Between the splits, an invisible sound of breaking the sky tore up.

Ma Fan looked at him. I saw that in the knots of his body, several powerful liliang rose, suddenly combined together, and turned into a poisonous snake. Violently soared and pounced on himself, but he didn't dare to be careless, he instantly summoned Chixiao into his hand, released a sword light at will, and slashed towards the powerful poisonous snake.

Boom!

As soon as the sword light collided with the poisonous snake, the earth was suddenly shaken! Then, the sword light and the strong dragon both dissipated, but they fought quite well.

"Haha. Okay, take me a shot!"

Because Tai Shi Ci was not suppressed by Haoran's righteousness, when Ma Fan was dealing with his strength just now, he had already crossed within fifty meters in front of Ma Fan. He screamed, and the steel gun in his hand flipped violently! A shot stabbed out......

In Ma Fan's eyes, he saw that when Tai Shici stabbed with a shot, a powerful battle intent erupted from all the blood on his body. These battle intents alone were far from condensing into gods, but after these battle intents were combined, they surpassed ordinary gods, and they stabbed out with that shot. A slight swirling momentum came towards his own pavement.

Snort!

Ma Fan only felt that all his spirit. They all seemed to be attracted by Tai Shi Ci's shot, and Tai Shi Ci's momentum and strength were perfectly combined with this shot. Ma Fan realized that there was not a spear in front of him, but a dragon circling and rolling towards him.

"Hmph!" Ma Fan snorted coldly, and the true qi in his body gushed out, and the Chixiao Sword was wrapped in a faint light and collided with the incomparably powerful gun.

The moment the guns and swords intersected, Ma Fan felt that the gun in front of him was incomparably big, as big as a thousand-year-old tree, incomparably heavy, as heavy as a mountain, in the face of such a bombardment, if an ordinary monk in the Transformation Period would definitely not be able to withstand it, but Ma Fan was not an ordinary monk.

"Haha, okay! ”

Roaring. Ma Fan burst out with all his strength, and a fierce sword aura burst out from the sword.

Although the long-range attack of a cultivator who cultivates the Divine Soul Dao technique is longer than that of physical cultivation, melee combat is much inferior to physical cultivation, but it is not absolute. Just today, if the great Confucian's heroic righteousness is suppressed, the sword light and spells emitted by Ma Fan will be weakened, especially the farther away from the body, the more weakened it is, so Ma Fan's combat power in front of him is the most powerful. ...,

Because of this, although Ma Fan found out that Tai Shi Ci wanted to get close to him and fight with him when his body moved, he also had the strength to prevent Tai Shi Ci from getting closer, but Ma Fan didn't do that.

If an ordinary monk encounters such a situation, even if he knows that his liliang is the biggest in front of him, he doesn't dare to let people get close, but Ma Fan has confidence in his liliang, so he deliberately doesn't block it, and let Tai Shi Ci easily come to his side.

Ma Fan's sword is the Zhuxian swordsmanship that he has just come into contact with, although Ma Fan has not fully mastered it, although Ma Fan does not have the strength to exert the power of this swordsmanship, but this is the Zhuxian swordsmanship after all. Ma Fan believed that under this sword qi, let alone a dragon transformed by just a monk's true qi and will, even if it was a real dragon, it would only be killed in front of him.

Before the gun and the sword came into contact, Tai Shi Ci had already felt an incomparably fierce wind blowing continuously, and he actually blew his incomparably powerful body into pain, and he couldn't help but be horrified in his heart, and couldn't help but explode again, making the liliang on the gun a little bigger.

There was a bang.

The spears and swords intersected, and a powerful liliang burst out at the point of contact, Ma Fan's body shook slightly, and Tai Shici was shocked and retreated a few steps. His face turned pale for a while, and after taking a breath. only then did he suppress the surging blood. Restore color to the face.

Obviously, this time, he suffered a loss in the melee combat that he was best at, and was injured by Ma Fan with a single blow.

"Yes, yes, it actually withstood my sword. Ma Fan smiled slightly, and had already estimated Tai Shici's strength.

"The martial god's fist intent is centered on the body, the closer to the body, the stronger the blood qi and aura, the farther away from the body, the weaker the fist intent, and you monks, the soul out of the shell, thousands of miles away, can exert the power of Taoism, but it will not be enhanced at close range.

Just now, you attacked my strengths with your own shortcomings, and although in front of you, Mr. Gu's influence on you was much smaller, but it was not nothing, under such a advantage, I was actually injured by you, and your strength was indeed unexpectedly strong.

Ordinary god-transforming monks can't burst out like that just now, it seems that your physical body is far stronger than ordinary god-transforming or even tribulation stage monks. And judging from the fact that you dare to fight with me in close combat, you are not an ordinary monk, a monk like you will not be an unknown person, who are you?" Tai Shi Ci asked with a cold look at Ma Fan.

Ma Fan smiled: "Go down to the underworld and ask the king of Yama!"

As he spoke, he suddenly carried his sword towards Tai Shici in front of him, and walked over step by step.

"Humph!"

The middle-aged Confucian snorted coldly, only to see that the momentum on his body had more than doubled, Ma Fan opened his eyes and looked at him, but only saw the masculinity around him, as if it was a scorching sun, which could not be forced. With his body as the center, a powerful aura was formed, and it was difficult for any monk below the Heavenly Immortal level to get close to it...... ，