Before Tang Fan left, he specially called his subordinates to advise, so that he could leave with confidence.

Not long after he left in the big G, he noticed that there was a car following him.

As he drove through the tunnel, a car from the opposite side accelerated.

Do you want to kill me?

Tang Fan snorted coldly, and simply parked the car on the side of the road and didn't leave.

Since you took the initiative to send you to death, then I will take you under the knife first!

Seeing Tang Fan get out of the car and wait, the two cars in front and behind also stopped on the side of the road, and two people came down respectively.

In front of him is a young man, and his cultivation is the peak of the later stage of foundation building, and it seems that he has just broken through, and his cultivation is not very stable.

Behind him is a middle-aged man, who looks a little familiar with his facial features, and is in the middle stage of the martial king.

"Tang Fan, where did you get my son?"

The middle-aged man behind him was full of murderous energy, and his expression was very hideous.

Tang Fan said coldly: "Your son lost it and looked for me?" I'm not a kindergarten teacher! ”

"My son is Shen Jiang, did you kill him?"

The middle-aged man's momentum rose sharply, like an angry thunderbolt.

He is Shen Jiang's Laozi Shen Weihong, and he is also the owner of the Jiangbei Iron Leg Gate, nicknamed Shen Iron Leg, it is said that a pair of legs can destroy gold and forge jade, which is very strong.

Shen Jiang has been missing for a long time, and Shen Weihong learned from Mo Lin that it is very likely that he has been killed by Tang Fan.

"I've killed too many sons and forgot ......"

Tang Fan said nonchalantly.

"You're looking for death!"

Shen Tie's eyes were gloomy, and he was about to kill someone when he flew forward.

"Master Shen, wait, I have something to ask him!"

The young man on the opposite side shouted.

Shen Tie snorted coldly, a little dissatisfied when he was interrupted by the other party.

"Tang Fan, do you know the whereabouts of my unassuming cousin, An Xiuhai?"

The young man looked at Tang Fan with a proud expression. His name is An Xiuyang, and he is one of the Tianjiao of the An family.

He didn't take Tang Fan in his eyes at all, exuding the coercion of the peak of the late stage of foundation building, and shrouded him to death.

It seemed that as long as Tang Fan made a slight move, he would crush him.

Originally, the An family didn't care about An Xiuhai's life or death, but Gu Qingjian, the second uncle of the Gu family, promised a lot of money, and the An family found a reason to make a move against Tang Fan.

Tang Fan said with contempt: "Why should I tell you? ”

Ye Mei is right, the uncle of the Mo family and the second uncle of the Gu family have joined forces, but I don't know if there are other forces behind them.

"It seems that he was killed by you too!"

An Xiuyang smiled gloomily, stretched out his hand and patted it, and a huge white handprint formed in the air, exuding a terrifying aura, and went straight to Tang Fan to shoot it.

Behind him, Shen Tie's legs also turned into a violent wind and kicked towards Tang Fan's heart.

The two of them flanked back and forth, eager to kill Tang Fan with one move.

Tang Fan took a step in the ninth turn, flashed Shen Tie's leg slightly, and at the same time punched the handprint in the sky.

"Breaking the wind!"

A fist light larger than the handprint in the sky suddenly appeared, like a violent wind, and directly blasted over.

Tang Fan's body has been quenched by the Panshan Sutra, and the fist style he exerts is even more domineering than in the past.

Rumble!

The shadow of the fist was like the wind, directly colliding with the handprint.

The handprint immediately spread and disappeared.

An Xiuyang frowned, was counterattacked, and took two steps back.

"Tang Fan, you go to die!"

Without waiting for Tang Fan to breathe, Shen Tie's leg kicked again, and his right leg turned into a blade, as if he was about to kick through the sky, roaring.

"Iwayama Sutra!"

Tang Fan wanted to try the strength of his physical body, but he didn't dodge, and turned around and bumped into it.

"I can't do it!"

Shen Tiejiao laughed loudly, he felt that Tang Fan would definitely die.

But when his leg kicked Tang Fan's chest, it was like hitting a hill.

With a bang, the air seemed to explode, and Shen Tie's leg looked shocked, and he was directly knocked away by Tang Fan, and his right leg was almost broken.

His face was full of disbelief, and he spurted out several mouthfuls of blood in succession.

"Physical cultivation? So what! ”

An Xiuyang saw Tang Fan directly knock Shen Tie's leg into the air with his body, pinched his fingers, and suddenly there were four flying swords, which shot at Tang Fan rapidly.

"Flying sword, I have it too!"

Tang Fan waved his sleeves, and in an instant, dozens of flying swords that he had refined again flew out of the Qiankun bag, and the sword array formed was densely packed, directly trapping An Xiuyang in it.

"So much!"

An Xiuyang was startled, stared blankly at the flying sword shooting at him, and hurriedly defended it.

Tang Fan took this opportunity to unleash his extreme speed, and instantly appeared in front of the seriously injured Shen Tie Leg.

Before Shen Tie could stand firmly, he saw Tang Fan turn into a black wind and stand directly in front of him.

"Ahh

Shen Tie's face turned pale, and Tang Fan's speed was beyond his cognition.

"Today, I'm going to kill you with the Whirlwind Twelve!"

Tang Fan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, his body spun into a big windmill in the air, and a long leg slashed violently at Shen Tie's head.

Shen Tie's legs waved his arms in a hurry to block.

But with a click, his arm snapped, and he wailed, and his body took two steps back.

Tang Fan's figure chased after him again, still in the whirlwind twelve-style leg technique, and kicked Shen Tie's leg into the air with one leg.

"Ahh

Shen Tie's legs let out another scream, and his chest had collapsed.

Shen Tie's leg opened his mouth and spurted blood again, and Tang Fan's foot kicked again, hitting him in the jaw.

"You...... Yes! ”

There was a sound of bones breaking in the air, and Shen Tie's neck was directly kicked off.

His eyes were full of unwillingness, but he was no longer breathing.

Tang Fan very simply eliminated a strong man, and looked back at An Xiuyang, who had just gotten rid of the attack of the sword array.

At this moment, he was very miserable, his clothes had been cut into rags, and there were countless cuts all over his body, and he was dripping with blood.

"Tang Fan, I will kill you today!"

An Xiuyang shouted angrily, feeling aggrieved to death, even if he was one of the Tianjiao of the An family, he didn't have so many flying swords!

"Fire Thunder Knife!"

Regardless of the pain, An Xiuyang saw Tang Fan flying over, stretched out his hand, and a huge fire knife flew out in front of him.

This knife expanded infinitely, directly covering the sky, and with flames, it slashed towards Tang Fan.

Tang Fan saw the extraordinaryness of his supernatural powers, and hurriedly used a thousand times like a yang palm, and collided with the big knife.

"Boom!"

There was a blazing aura in the sky, and the fire knife and the sun were all scattered, and the two of them were impacted and retreated.

An Xiuyang's backlash was worse than Tang Fan's, and he couldn't help but spurt out several mouthfuls of blood.

"You...... You're not your average mid-stage foundation! ”

An Xiuyang was scared, and he no longer had the courage to fight again.

The combat power of the two is not on the same level at all, even if his cultivation is high, he is still not Tang Fan's opponent.

Tang Fan didn't speak, holding the Cold Iron Ice Blade in his hand, and his speed exploded, even faster than when he killed Shen Tie's leg just now.

An Xiuyang was so frightened that he sweated and shouted: "If you kill me, the An family will not let you go!" I have a baby ancestor in my family! ”

"Even if there is an ancestor of the Heavenly and Human Realm in your family, I dare to kill you!"

Tang Fan was ruthless, since he chose to do it, he didn't want to stay alive.

The war knife was waved, rolling in the cold wind, and it was about to cut An Xiuyang into a blood mist.

"You forced me!"

An Xiuyang slapped the storage bag suddenly, and a jade pendant flew out of it.

This jade pendant flashed with a dazzling golden light, directly enveloping him, blocking the cold iron and ice blade.

"Bang!"

The protection of the jade pendant was very strong, and it directly hit the cold iron ice blade.

"Haha, this is the protective jade pendant that my grandfather gave me, which is enough to resist the attack of the powerhouse of the Jiedan Realm!"

An Xiuyang saw that the protection was effective, and laughed proudly.

"I'm driving you crazy! I see you have a few jade pendants! ”

Tang Fan was enraged, threw out a large number of talismans, and pinched the trick: "Burst!" ”

All the talismans exploded in unison, and the air was distorted, directly blasting away the protective power of the jade pendant.

"Ahh

An Xiuyang was scorched black by the explosion, his soul was scattered, and he turned his head and ran.