"Damn, why do you have so many high-level talismans!"

The purple-robed old man raised his arm and quickly retreated.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a blinding light erupted from the center of the explosion.

The palms that were clenched together completely collapsed, and Tang Fan was also affected because of the proximity, and his body rolled upside down, and he was blown up so that there was no good place on his body.

"Ahh

After Tang Fan flew dozens of meters away, he finally stabilized his body, and at that moment just now, he was almost killed.

Fortunately, he cultivated the Panshan Sutra, otherwise he would have died a long time ago.

"What a ruthless boy!"

The purple-robed old man flew in front of Tang Fan with a shocked face.

He had never faced such a tough opponent, and it was simply fatal.

"Old fellow, if you want to kill me, you're not qualified enough!"

Tang Fan grabbed a handful of pills and took them, and the Tailing Yi Qi was running, and the injuries in his body instantly improved a lot.

"You...... Damn, what a waste! ”

The purple-robed old man was even more surprised.

"Today, either you die or I die!"

Tang Fan took out the cold iron and ice blade, swung it hard, and with the help of the ice and snow storm set off by the war knife, he rushed straight towards the purple-robed old road.

"Blood Wolf Spear!"

A red spear flew out from behind the purple-robed old man, shooting straight towards the cold iron and ice blade.

"Bell!"

The magic weapons of the two were both bounced away, and Tang Fan had already pounced in front of the purple-robed old Dao, his arm shook, and countless Yin talismans flew out.

Although he has four immortal veins, the gap between him and the cultivation of the powerhouses in the late stage of the Jiedan is too big, and if he doesn't want to do anything else, he is powerless to resist at all.

"What the hell!"

Although the purple-robed old Taoist couldn't see the Yin Talisman, with his cultivation, he naturally noticed it.

His expression was grim, and when he waved his arms, a purple shield of light appeared in front of him, completely blocking the Yin Talisman.

"Break it for me!"

Tang Fan waved his arm and threw out all the flying swords, shooting at that layer of light shield in one volley.

"Your cultivation is too weak!"

The purple-robed old man snorted coldly, pinched his fingers, and with a bang, all the flying swords were bounced away.

Tang Fan couldn't bear it, and his body went backwards again.

Before he could recover his breath, the purple-robed blood wolf spear had already shot in front of Tang Fan.

Tang Fan had nowhere to dodge, so he had to shrink his body and wrap himself in the cloak behind him.

This is the Bi Han Clothes he got from the Thousand-Faced Ghost Doctor, and it is just right to use it at this time.

"Bang!"

Although the Blood Wolf Spear was sharp, it could not penetrate Bi Han's clothes.

But its power was too great, and Tang Fan was bounced away again.

The purple-robed old man followed him like a shadow, his fingers pinched the trick, and a purple Dan furnace flew out of his palm like a real thing.

The Dan furnace expanded violently, and there were raging flames burning in it, emitting a huge amount of heat, and smashed it fiercely on Tang Fan's body.

At this time, Tang Fan was still wrapped in Bi Han's clothes, and he felt a huge pressure on his body.

Although Bi Hanyi isolated some of the heat, it was still painful.

He couldn't fight back, so he could only fly downwards and get out of Bi Han's clothes at the same time.

He looked up at the Dan furnace, which looked like a mountain of flames, and a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.

Although his combat power far exceeds that of Zhuji, because he has not practiced systematically, his magic powers are limited, and when he encounters a real powerhouse, there are too few methods that can be used.

The Dan Furnace is still expanding, and it looks like it's about to seal him inside.

"Cloud Tribulation!"

Tang Fan knew that once he was sealed, he was afraid that he would be burned to ashes, so he hurriedly sacrificed the Sky Cutting Flying Sword.

A burst of red light shot out, obscuring the sky and the sun, as if splitting the sky in two.

With the sound of a bell, the purple Dan furnace paused slightly, and a small gap appeared in the furnace wall.

"Although this sword is strong, with your cultivation, it can't shake my Purple Flame Furnace."

The purple-robed old Taoist sighed, Tang Fan's toughness made him admire.

"It's not over yet!"

Tang Fan pinched his fingers again.

"Wind Brake!"

Before the red light in the sky disappeared, a storm suddenly blew like a knife.

This strong wind instantly formed an independent world on the periphery of the Purple Flame Furnace, not only isolating the aura of all things, but also exuding a will that could destroy life.

"Purple Flame Breaking the Wind!"

Seeing that the Dan Furnace was blocked, the purple-robed old Taoist once again manipulated the Purple Flame Furnace to expand and grow, wanting to squeeze through the storm in such a tough way.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang in the sky that shook the heavens and the earth, and the wind or the furnace exploded together.

Tang Fan was hit again, and he was blasted away covered in blood.

Although the situation of the purple-robed old road was slightly better, he also suffered a certain backlash.

"Haha......"

Tang Fan ignored the injuries on his body and floated in the air and laughed loudly.

"What about the later stage of the Yudan, old fellow, thank you for accompanying me to cultivate!"

After Tang Fan finished speaking, he took out another handful of pills and took it, and the Panshan Sutra in his body was activated, so that his injuries were repaired.

"I don't believe I can't kill you!"

The purple-robed old dao was really angry this time, Tang Fan's recovery strength was too fast, and he had run out of patience.

Tang Fan didn't speak, and a strong battle intent shot out of his eyes.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook it.

"Condensing the sand Buddha slash, I don't know if my own blood can be condensed into a sword!"

Tang Fan raised his hand and pointed at it, and a red blood sword quickly formed and roared away.

If Shi Feiyu was here, he would definitely be surprised that Tang Fan actually displayed the second layer of power of the Sand Buddha Slash in the battle.

"How can you be the swordsmanship of the Taishu Sect!"

The purple-robed old man looked at the huge blood sword that exuded endless killing intent in front of him, and he didn't dare to be careless, and between his fingers, a purple scimitar flew out of his palm.

The scimitar was like fire, and the purple flames on it danced, unleashing the power of killing everything.

"Purple Flame Slash!"

The scimitar flew out and slashed directly at the body of the Blood Sword.

"Bang!"

With a roar, the blood sword collapsed, and the scimitar rolled upside down.

Tang Fan screamed in pain, blood spurted from his mouth, and his cultivation plummeted, and there was not much spiritual power in his body.

"Tang Fan, I see what else you can do!"

The purple-robed old man flew after him, pinched his fingers, and flew out with a purple flame slash.

"It's time to finish!"

The purple-robed old Taoist closed his eyes and killed a mere foundation building monk, but he was forced to perform the famous stunt Purple Flame Slash, which made him very unhappy.

I said...... It's not over yet! ”

Tang Fan's eyes flashed with determination, and he took out a bone with a white jade luster from the Qiankun bag, and at the other end of it, there were sharp thorns like bones.

"Dragon's Back, it's up to you!"

Tang Fan raised the dragon's spine and swung it fiercely towards the purple-robed old dao.

"It's ......"

The purple-robed old Taoist looked shocked, staring at the dragon's spine blankly, and couldn't breathe for a while.

Under Tang Fan's wave, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and a dragon chant seemed to come from the distant outer sky.

Then a bloody wind blew, and the sky seemed to be torn apart, and out of it appeared a claw of indescribable size.

A heart-palpitating roar spread in all directions, and this sharp claw slapped fiercely towards the purple-robed old man.

"No!"

The purple-robed old man stared blankly at the paw in the sky, feeling a thick life-and-death crisis.

He didn't care about anything at the moment, turned around and ran.

But the claw was so big that it seemed to cover everything, and it slapped him towards the top of the mountain.

"Boom...... Yes! ”

The top of the mountain crumbled, rubble flew sideways, and billowing smoke spread in all directions.

At the same time, the purple flame slash sacrificed by the purple-robed old dao had also flown in front of Tang Fan.

Tang Fan didn't have time to dodge, so he rolled around and hid in Bi Han's clothes.

With a "z-la", Bi Han's clothes were enveloped in purple flames, and at the same time, there was a tearing sound.

"Ahh

A scream came out of it, and Tang Fan's body was also slapped to the ground, just in the direction of the purple-robed old road......