The wind and snow killing realm suddenly formed, blocking He Cheng's advance.

"Get out of here!"

He Cheng pinched his fingers, and the flames flew out, forming a churning fire dragon in front of him, and rushing into the Wind and Snow Killing Realm like a river and a sea.

Aiko Mitsui's words can be described as heartbreaking.

This is the biggest shame in He Cheng's life, and all his efforts are to correct his mother's name.

Even, he has always fantasized that one day the old man can take his mother back to the He family, and announce in public that he is the descendant of the He family!

Although he also knew that it was impossible, he never dispelled this idea.

These things were secrets hidden deep in his heart, and he thought that no one knew except for a few important people in the He family.

However, Aiko Mitsui told the secret, which he couldn't accept.

"Bang!"

Without the existence of Ye Mei, the Thinking Heart Sutra showed its drawbacks when facing the Yuanying powerhouse.

Under the impact of the fire dragon, cracks appeared in the Ice and Snow Killing Realm, and then collapsed.

"You're all going to die!"

He Cheng appeared from behind the fire dragon and rushed towards Tang Fan with a fierce killing intent.

Kill Tang Fan first, and then kill Aiko Mitsui, He Cheng is desperate.

"It's not certain who will die!"

Instead of dodging, Tang Fan clenched his fists to meet him.

"Look for death!"

He Cheng was very surprised, the other party's boxing skills were magical, and he was obviously invincible to himself, how could he dare to fight hard!

"In that case, I will fulfill you!"

He Cheng also raised his arm and slammed it with Tang Fan's fist.

The two did not cast any spells, relying purely on the power of the flesh, which is not common in monk fighting.

"Bang!"

The iron fists of the two collided together, and then, He Cheng knew that he was wrong, very wrong!

The strength of Tang Fan's punch exceeded that of the previous several times!

With that punch just now, Tang Fan cheated and didn't exert all his strength......

"Boom!"

An indescribable strange force swept through He Cheng's whole body through his fist at this moment.

"Ah......h

He Cheng's body flew upside down, his arm was numb, the tiger's mouth burst, and even his internal organs were displaced.

He couldn't hold back for a moment and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"What treacherous boy, you ...... You also learned the ancient martial arts inheritance? ”

He Cheng looked surprised, he couldn't imagine that a monk had such a strong physical strength, guessing that he had cultivated the secret technique of refining the body in the ancient martial arts.

Tang Fan didn't speak, he took a step under his feet, and his figure flickered, and he smashed it with his fist.

He gave up the magic spell in order to combat in close combat, so as to test the combat power of the peak of the flesh body.

Although his current cultivation is not weak, he has not given up his exploration in ancient martial arts.

Gu Wu's melee advantage is something that immortal cultivators don't have, and they don't disdain.

Because the magic power of the immortal gate is unfathomable, cultivators can't use melee combat.

But Tang Fan wants to take a path of cultivation of his own, if the spell can't fight, the strong body and ancient martial arts moves are his last reliance.

As long as the strength is strong enough, the speed is fast enough, and the moves are ruthless enough, then you can attack in front of you before the opponent casts a spell, and the blow is fatal!

Whether it is an immortal gate or an ancient martial artist, in Tang Fan's heart, as long as he can defeat his opponent, he can use anything.

But in this way, He Cheng was a little overwhelmed.

He had just been knocked away by Tang Fan's punch, his cultivation was unstable, and when he was about to cast a spell, he didn't expect him to attack in front of him again, so he could only hurriedly unfold his defense.

"Tang Zhuo, you are so despicable, you and I are cultivators, how can you ......?"

"Bang!"

Before He Cheng finished speaking, Tang Fan's fist had already slammed into his protection.

"Click!"

He Chengxiu was unstable and his defense was not strong, and he was instantly knocked away.

"Ah......h

He Cheng spurted blood from his mouth again, this time the internal organs were more seriously injured and already bleeding.

This style of play is simply crushing!

"Well played!"

Aiko Mitsui shouted excitedly, compared to the competition spell, this kind of fist-to-flesh collision looked more exciting.

"Tang Zhuo!"

He Cheng was extremely aggrieved, and his cultivation could not be released, but before he could breathe, Tang Fan dodged and pounced again.

"Ah...... You deceive people too much! ”

He Cheng had no choice but to hold on to his injured body and unfold the teleportation technique.

"Whoosh!"

He Cheng's body seemed to disappear out of thin air, and when Tang Fan pounced in front of him, he had already appeared in front of him.

"Now, it's my ......"

He Cheng stuffed a healing elixir into his mouth, and when he was about to cast a powerful spell, Tang Fan, who was still at the peak, smiled.

"I don't know, with the power of my body alone, how fast I can go!"

Tang Fan's mind moved, his cultivation exploded, he took one step and rushed over.

"Bang!"

Tang Fan's body made a thunderous explosion, and it fell in front of He Cheng in an instant.

"Ah...... That's impossible! ”

"How can you teleport too!"

He Cheng completely collapsed, in his cognition, such a speed, only the teleportation of the Yuanying Monk could be exerted.

However, Tang Fan is obviously not Yuanying, how can he do it!

Yes, it could be faster......

While Tang Fan was thinking about it inwardly, his body seemed to be a small mountain, and it hit He Cheng's chest hard.

"Click!"

The bones in front of He Cheng were broken on the spot, and if he hadn't cultivated well, he would probably have been killed.

He wailed and flew off into the distance, spurting more blood this time.

"Cultivating the physical body is indeed wonderful!"

Tang Fan was overjoyed in his heart, he already had a full understanding of his own speed.

He was just trying his skills just now, and he hadn't burst out with all his strength yet.

If he casts the Purple Pupil Space-Time Technique again, then with the physical body at this moment, its speed will be even more amazing.

"Tang Zhuo!"

He Chengren stabilized his body in the air and hurriedly threw out a magic weapon.

It was a shame for a Yuanying monk to be forced to throw out a magic weapon by a person whose cultivation was not as good as his own, but he really had no other way now.

This magic weapon was a piece of feather, which instantly grew larger after it appeared, like the wings of a flying beast, holding He Cheng's body up, rolling him and fleeing into the distance.

He Cheng had to run, he was now seriously injured, and with Tang Fan's unreasonable brute force, he couldn't exert his own cultivation at all, so he could only use the flying magic weapon.

"Do you want to run?"

Tang Fan soared into the air and chased after him quickly, and at the same time took out a mirror from the Qiankun bag and hid it in his cuffs, and looked at He Cheng.

This mirror is the light escape mirror he accidentally obtained when he was saving Ran Chuxue, which can perform a function similar to teleportation, which can not only increase his speed, but also pull the other party back.

A golden light flew out from Tang Fan's cuffs, enveloping He Cheng in an instant.

"Huh?"

He Cheng only felt a flash of golden light, and when he saw it clearly, he had already floated in front of Tang Fan.

Without waiting for He Cheng to react, Tang Fan's fist hit his already seriously injured chest again.

"Bang!"

He Cheng's body rolled upside down and fell on the top of the mountain.

"Ahh

He Cheng's injuries were even more serious, and his cultivation disappeared quickly, and he let out a miserable scream in pain.

However, when he looked up, he saw Aiko Mitsui sitting on the stone in front of him.

He immediately had an idea in his heart, and despite the pain, he stood up like a tiger and grabbed at Mitsui Aiko.

He wanted to capture Aiko Mitsui and use it to threaten Tang Fan.

"Bang!"

However, the power of the immortal shield flashed, and He Cheng's seriously injured body was bounced away again.

"Ah......h

He Cheng wailed and got up, and was about to throw out the magic weapon to blast the protection of the immortal shield away, when there was already a sound of breaking the air behind him.

Tang Fan flew over and raised his palm at him.

"Bang!"

He Cheng's neck had been pinched tightly by Tang Fan, and he couldn't move.

"If you dare to hurt Miss Aiko, I'll strangle you!"

Tang Fan looked ferocious, but his strength was not great, and he secretly sacrificed the Yin Talisman.

The Yin Talisman burrowed into He Cheng's brain, completely controlling his divine sense.

He's gambling......

"Don't kill him!"

Aiko Mitsui looked at Tang Fan's angry appearance and shouted to stop it.

"Why?"

Tang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, he won the bet.

He guessed that Aiko Mitsui would speak.

Aiko Mitsui explained, "Keeping him may be useful to us. ”

"Besides, he is not your opponent, and he will not be harmful to us in the future."

"Is that all?"

Tang Fan seemed unmoved, and there was still a question in his eyes.