Tang Fan punched out, the wind was calm, and there was no coercion.

However, the intoxicated monk's eyes shrank slightly, and he quickly retreated backwards almost without hesitation.

Because of its speed, it left countless afterimages in the air.

"Bang!"

A violent sound exploded in the place where the intoxicated monk had stayed before, emitting a dazzling bright light.

This light was comparable to the sun, and the instant explosion of the frenzied aura made the entire mountain villa almost fly into the air as if it were on a rocket.

All the buildings were destroyed, and a deep crater was blasted out of the place where the fist light exploded, causing the entire villa to be submerged in gunpowder dust.

The Gathering Spirit Killing Array, which had already cracked a corner, also accelerated its collapse due to the impact of the explosion.

The formation has lost the auspices of Old Mos, it cannot be reinforced, and it has no effect.

"Good boy, a little skillful!"

The drunken monk screamed and flew out of the smoke, his whole body was pitch black, if he hadn't dodged faster, no matter how strong his cultivation was, he would have been seriously injured.

"Old monk, you are also very strong!"

Tang Fan's face was excited, and Qiankun stepped in the air, rushing straight to the intoxicated monk.

Dealing with such a master, Tang Fan knew that he would definitely not be able to take advantage of the supernatural spells, but if he had to fight in close combat, with his body of the God Transformation Realm, it would be much easier.

The intoxicated monk saw his intentions, his body dodged again, and he directly launched the teleportation technique, and disappeared suddenly.

Tang Fan didn't chase after him, but took out the Sky Slashing Divine Sword and slashed hard at the northwest direction.

"Whew!"

The sword light pierced the sky, and the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, falling rapidly.

"Haha...... Joyfully! ”

The figure of the intoxicated monk flashed out at the tip of the sword light, and with a wave of his arm, a storm was formed, colliding with the sword light.

"Bang!"

The sword light gradually dissipated, and the storm continued to sweep towards Tang Fan.

This storm looked ordinary, but it contained a killing intention, Tang Fan did not dodge, he still swept with his sword, forming countless sword shadows in front of him......

"Bang ......"

The sword shadow collapsed, and Tang Fan was shocked and retreated, and it was not until dozens of zhang later that he stabilized his body.

There was a thump in his chest, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"It's been a long time, no blood......"

Tang Fan raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, the murderous aura in his eyes was even stronger, but the corners of his mouth showed a wicked smile that was not easy to detect.

As he said before, a strong man like a drunken monk is exactly the whetstone he needs now.

The intoxicated monk just waved his sleeves casually, and the storm formed could extinguish his sword light and force him to retreat so far, which shows how strong this person's strength is.

The fight between the two was only one round, but for Tang Fan, every step was full of danger, and if he was not careful, he would have already lost his bones.

"Everyone praises you for being physically strong, and it seems that that's it!"

The intoxicated monk saw the blood stains on the corner of Tang Fan's mouth and thought he was injured.

"Are you alright?"

A white shadow fell beside Tang Fan, and Tang Tianhai saw that he was injured and immediately rushed over.

Tang Fan shook his head and said, "I'm fine." ”

"Why don't you leave this great monk to me to deal with?"

"I'll come by myself, if I can't, you come again."

"It's good ......"

"But if I can't, you may not be able to, right?"

Tang Fan turned his head and smiled evilly.

Tang Tianhai was naturally able to kill the intoxicated monk, but Tang Fan would never let go of the opportunity to ridicule him.

"Then it's better for you to come......"

Tang Tianhai didn't refute Tang Fan, turned around and left.

"Hey, are you really leaving?"

Tang Fan was speechless for a while, this old man is too bad!

"Intoxicated monk, you listen to me, this kid has nothing to do, you can be more ruthless......"

Tang Tianhai walked away without looking back, and rushed to the bigger battle not far away, and if he didn't join him, the Dongfang brothers would also have a hard time facing the people of the Illuminati and the Spirit Palace.

But no one thought that before he left, he would actually shadow Tang Fan in front of everyone.

"Haha, fun and funny ......"

The intoxicated monk took the initiative to attack, stared at Tang Fan and said, "Since he said so, it means that your injuries are not as light as they seem!" ”

"So what? It's easy to kill you! ”

"It's so easy, then let you see how powerful the poor monk really is!"

The intoxicated monk clasped his hands together, secretly lucked his true qi, suddenly pointed forward, and shouted angrily: "Intoxicated to worship the Buddha!" ”

As his palm was pushed out, a Buddha shadow flew out of his body, and gradually expanded dozens of times, towards Tang Fan.

However, Tang Fan ...... It's gone!

"Ran away?"

The intoxicated monk was stunned, after he saw Tang Fan injured just now, he was a little careless, and wanted to use his supernatural powers to completely suppress him, but he didn't expect Tang Fan to take this opportunity to disappear.

He had already seen through the previous fighting method that Tang Fan was not his opponent at all in terms of cultivation alone, so he wanted to attack the short with the long.

But the problem is that Tang Fan's stealth technique is too powerful, especially after it is superimposed with speed, he can't find his breath at all.

The huge Buddha shadow in the sky, although it exuded a heaven-shaking might, lost its target and looked a little helpless.

"Worship the Buddha with intoxication, the Buddha is the true Buddha, but your heart is not true!"

Suddenly, in front of the intoxicated monk, Bai Mang flashed, stretched out an arm, and an iron fist slammed into his chest with the momentum of Mount Tai.

"Ah......h

The intoxicated monk was shocked into a cold sweat, completely unprepared, and could only mobilize his whole body to cultivate to protect his chest and retreat.

He didn't know Tang Fan, and thought that after he saw that his supernatural powers were powerful, he escaped with the help of stealth techniques, but he didn't expect that his purpose was to attack!

"Bang!"

Tang Fan's punch slammed into the chest of the drunken monk, but due to the existence of protection and the fact that the body of the drunken monk had retreated, the power was reduced by three percent.

But Rao was like this, and the body of the intoxicated monk still made a sound of bones breaking, and he flew heavily to the rear, and only stopped after a long distance.

He looked down at his somewhat collapsed chest, and his eyes erupted with anger: "Tang Fan, you...... You weren't hurt before! ”

"Donald didn't tell you, I don't have anything to do, but you don't believe it......"

Tang Fan smiled slightly, it turned out that the blood stains on the corners of his mouth before were forced out.

Tang Tianhai also understands medical skills, so he naturally guessed his purpose, and then he said something that seemed to trick him.

"Ah, bastards, you are all bastards, Amitabha, you dare to lie in front of this Buddha, damn it!"

The intoxicated monk was so angry that he was babbling nonsense in his mouth, and after swallowing the pill to stabilize his injury, he rushed towards Tang Fan again.

His physical injuries were severe, and it would be very disadvantageous if he delayed any longer, so he wanted to solve the problem quickly.

"Dragon Ancestor!"

Tang Fan was ruthless, his whole body was filled with blood, and he turned into a blood-colored dragon, and flew straight towards the intoxicated monk.

"Get out of here!"

The intoxicated monk took out a silver-white demon-slaying pestle from the Qiankun bag and smashed it in the direction of the dragon's head.

"Bang!"

"Whew!"

There was a muffled sound, and the dragon's head almost collapsed, roaring and rushing into the sky, not daring to move forward.

Although the demon slaying pestle in his hand was not large, it exuded a yin and evil aura, which made the blood dragon feel the danger.

"This thing ......"

Tang Fan looked at the demon slaying pestle in the hand of the intoxicated monk blankly, his face changed slightly, and his eyes became resentful.

In his eyes, this demon-slaying pestle was clearly a condensed girl's body......

Intoxicated with the demon pestle in his hand, he saw that Tang Fan recognized this thing, and said proudly: "It seems that your eyes are quite knowledgeable!" ”

"What is this?"

Tang Fan asked in a trembling voice, he seemed to feel the girl's painful struggle and helplessness.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, this magic weapon is refined by me with my own hands, no matter how strong the magic spell you are, see it...... Be willing to bow down! I named it the Jade Phoenix Pestle......"

"Jade Phoenix Treasure Pestle!"

Tang Fan clenched his fists angrily, he already understood a little.