Chapter 152: Time is Ticking!
Seeing the reappearance of the furnace, the king pan was not afraid at all, and lightly shook out a divine weapon from his hand, threw it in the air, and rushed out of it a winged Dapeng with red fire and boiling all over his body, roaring into the sky, and slamming the furnace to the side with one claw.
"What a naïve brute, do you think I'll be defenseless?" said Wang Pan in a wild voice.
Yang Fan looked at him coldly, his mind moved, and the illusion of his mind merged into his body.
Hands wrapped, in the full moon, dazzling brilliance.
Whew......
A sharp sword that covered the sky and the earth appeared in the sky and shot towards the roc bird.
At the same time, Yang Fan pointed to the king's plate, and the full moon was full of light, and the surroundings were suddenly shrouded in silver brilliance.
Everywhere the light went, it turned into a sword, and it rushed towards the king pan violently.
"Life and Death Plate!"
Wang Pan roared, and a huge flame disk appeared, it ran through the air, the air was torn, and all the brilliance dissolved.
The huge disk rolled, the earthquake trembled, and there was a loud roar, like an earthquake, the fire soared into the sky, and the smoke was like a sea of dust.
Yang Fan retreated sharply, and his Xuan Force suddenly exploded, forming a ten-zhang giant hand, which suddenly grabbed the giant disk.
Bang! The giant disk rolls, and the giant hand shatters!
The power was too strong, and Yang Fan couldn't resist even if he tried his best.
"Haha, die, all die!" Wang Pan screamed wildly, and the giant disk rolled into the crowd, and in an instant, more than a dozen people were burned by the flame giant disk. Blood evaporated like vapor, and a foul stench filled the square.
Yang Fan's eyes were angry, his blood was angry, and when he saw his clansmen being injured, his heart burned like fire.
"The Door of Summoning!"
A portal with a silver light flashed.
Roar! Roar!
A large group of red-toothed tigers rushed out of the door and pounced on the flame giant disk in unison.
Sharp claws fly, sparks splash, and the sound of metal clashes comes and goes.
The giant disk was torn into dozens of pieces by the red-toothed tiger in the blink of an eye, and it could no longer be reckless.
Wang Pan looked at the portal in front of Yang Fan as if he was crazy, his eyes were stupid, and he trembled and roared: "This is impossible! What are you doing? You can actually summon it out of thin air!"
He really couldn't believe that there was such a terrifying ** in the world.
"Die!" Yang Fan didn't bother to take care of him, his body was vertical, and he appeared in front of Wang Pan, and with a stroke of the light blade in his hand, he instantly cut his chest, and suddenly red and white flowed all over the ground.
Until death, Wang Pan didn't understand what kind of ** could appear such a miracle.
"Smelt!"
Yang Fan's mind moved, and the furnace was empty, rolling the Dapeng into the furnace, and then sucking in the air, swallowing the body of the king pan with it.
The Yang family immediately cheered, and the situation that they thought they were going to die completely reversed after Yang Fan's arrival.
"Fan'er!" Yang Tian walked in front of Yang Fan excitedly.
"Dad, I'm late, please forgive me!" Yang Fan looked apologetically at the dead clansmen on the ground, his eyes filled with anger.
"Yang Yue ......"
He suddenly glared at the pretty figure who was trembling with fright, and shouted angrily.
Yang Yue's beautiful flower face turned pale, and she retreated sharply backwards again and again, her full chest rose and fell violently, and she begged for mercy in a coquettish voice: "You can't kill me, I'm a member of the Yang family!"
"Hmph, do you remember that it's someone from the Yang family now?" Yang Fan pointed at the void, and the Xuan Qi surged, subduing Yang Yue in one fell swoop, and her delicate body fell to the ground softly.
Yang Fan did not kill her, and the elders of the clan were convicted of this matter.
Leaving someone to clean up the mess, Yang Fan followed his father into the hall and listened to Yang Tian tell the story in detail.
......
After half a ring, Yang Fan slapped the corner of the table angrily and stood up.
Yang Yue was originally sent to Huaguang City, thousands of miles away, with Yang Yong and others. But she didn't expect that she would mix with Wang Pan and take Wang Pan back to Frost Moon City, which caused a big disaster.
Yang Yue alone definitely doesn't have such a big courage, and Yang Yong and others must be involved in this matter.
Wang Pan wanted to deal with the Yang family, which was also expected by Yang Fan, so he used the illusion of mind to garrison the Yang family.
The illusion of thought was not triggered by the crisis and would not act privately, and Yang Fan had been meditating and cultivating without paying attention.
Yang Yue took Wang Pan to Yang's house, and Yang Tian and the others would not be suspicious, which made Wang Pan have a chance to kill so many clansmen.
"Hmph, since they are so restless, I will let them disappear forever!" Yang Fan was furious, and his eyes showed ruthlessness.
"Forget Fan'er, what do you say, they are also your uncles, everyone is a family, we will be careful in the future. Yang Tian persuaded Yang Fan, he couldn't bear to see his fellow clans killing each other.
"Hmm......" Yang Fan nodded, but the anger in his heart was still not gone, he couldn't do it in front of his father, but it didn't mean that he gave up.
"Dad, this is the various ** I copied from the Blue Moon Sect, you give it to the disciples in the clan and let them cultivate diligently. Yang Fan waved his hand, and an empty ring appeared in his hand and handed it to Yang Tian.
It is full of all kinds of ** he has obtained, some of which are from the Qingyue Sect, and some of which are taken from Feng Zhen and others, no less than five hundred**, all of which are above the eighth grade of the human level, and after the clansmen cultivate, their strength can be greatly improved.
The affairs of the Demon Alliance have always made Yang Fan unable to put his mind at ease, and the Yang family must speed up and become strong in order to face possible crises in the future.
He didn't tell his father about it, he didn't want his father to worry too much, so as not to spread it to the ears of the clansmen and cause panic, after all, the Demon League is a behemoth, and everyone talks about it, so it's better not to know for the time being.
After staying at home for a long time, and seeing that everything was back to normal, Yang Fan rushed back to Qingyue Sect.
He hurriedly entered the deep cultivation again, and at this time, there were only eight days left before the decisive battle with Long Gongzi, which was very urgent.
Wang Pan's liliang was completely transformed by the furnace, helping Yang Fan's strength to take another step forward, and he had reached the strength of the Xuanwu Realm.
But this is far from enough, Long Gongzi's strength is too strong, even now, Yang Fan doesn't know what kind of realm his cultivation has reached.
And the people of the dragon mound are definitely not as superficial as ordinary people see.
Yang Fan didn't want to encounter an unmanageable situation at that time.
Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for the duel with Long Gongzi.
On this day, from early in the morning, the clouds were overhead, and it was late autumn, and the weather changed dramatically, and the wind raged on the earth, blowing the withered yellow leaves in all directions.
The entire Qingyue Sect acted quickly, rushing outside one after another, looking up at the sect in the air.
In mid-air, Yang Fan and Long Gongzi stood a hundred meters apart, and fifty meters above everyone, the major elders in the sect condensed various formations together, and resisted above everyone layer by layer.
This is to protect the weak disciples.
Yang Fan and Long Gongzi are both powerful cultivators, and any trace of liliang leaking out will cause great damage, and in order to prevent it, the elders have to take protective measures.
The overcast sky seemed to be pressed down, and it was uncomfortably suffocating.
Call......
The autumn wind swept away, the fallen leaves flew in all directions, and the late autumn wind had a thick chill.