The pale palm gradually enlarged in Zhou Fan's pupils.

He felt that his blood was frozen, and he could finally clearly feel the fear of the old man surnamed Xiao facing the middle-aged man before he died.

It's just that his blood is not ordinary foreign blood, it is the blood of the dragon god, and the moment the blood is frozen, the blood burns.

A syllable burst out between Zhou Fan's lips and teeth, and golden ripples spread out.

The pale palm stopped, and Zhou Fan saw that the middle-aged man's somewhat blurred body was already standing in front of him.

Zhou Fan's skin membrane had goosebumps, and his rusty knife came out of its sheath and slashed out.

To be more precise, it should have been shot from the inside out.

The true element, martial power and other forces in the whole body are all twisted together, but it is not chaotic, it is a pure sword, an unimaginable knife.

Ground splitting!

There was a loud bang, and a puff of white light burst out, and blood splattered.

When the bright light dissipated, Zhou Fan barely used the rust knife to support him so that he didn't sit on the ground, a huge half-concave knife mark appeared in front of his eyes, the knife mark was scorched black, covered with fine stones, looking at the huge knife mark he made with one knife, he was shocked by this, the real power of the ground splitting style was really terrifying.

However, he was immediately alert, even if the power of the ground-splitting style was terrifying, the middle-aged man's realm was unknown, and he might not be killed by him.

A head floated down from the air, it was the head of a middle-aged man, his strange eyes were staring at Zhou Fan, not as sluggish as before, but becoming cold and sharp, "Such a strong sword technique, just the Yuan Liquid Realm, even if it is the one from the Sword Sect, it is impossible to cause such a big damage with a sword in such a realm." ”

Not dead yet...... Zhou Fan's face changed greatly, he quickly took out a bottle of pills from the talisman bag, and poured all the pills in the bottle into his mouth, so as to quickly restore the true yuan of his body.

Zhou Fan held on, he raised the knife, he didn't want to talk nonsense with the middle-aged man, he wanted to split the middle-aged man's head.

It's just that under the middle-aged man's head, there is flesh and blood wriggling, growing downward, and the head floats back, away from Zhou Fan, and he said gloomily: "If you don't die in my hands today, there will definitely be one more strong person in the world." ”

Zhou Fan's pupils contracted, because the middle-aged man's body was slowly forming, he did not hesitate to withdraw the knife, and used the teleportation-level body technique to escape to the depths of the northern land.

He could feel that he might not be able to kill the other party, the other party had reached a very powerful realm, otherwise the physical body would not have grown so quickly, this was probably the immortal realm, but he hadn't heard that the regeneration ability of the immortal realm was so terrifying, it was almost comparable to the mature Immortal Reverse Wheel Body......

In short, if he can't kill the other party with this knife, then he has no chance to escape.

He fled to the depths of the Northland, knowing that he was too far away from the camp, and that even if he fled to the camp, no one might be able to save him.

"It was the right choice. The middle-aged man looked at the direction of Zhou Fan's departure and praised, if Zhou Fan insisted on killing him just now, then Zhou Fan would have died.

He didn't rush down until his flesh was fully formed, he stood naked, then put his newly grown left hand into the gaping mouth, he took out a storage bag, and from the storage bag took out a clean white robe and put it on.

His pale face turned red, and suddenly a mouthful of blood erupted from his mouth.

Blood spilled on the ground, a faint white smoke came out, and the bloody breath drifted away with the wind.

"I didn't expect to be forcibly awakened by a Yuan Liquid Realm cultivator. The middle-aged man looked at the blood on the ground and sighed softly: "The body injured by Duanmu Xiaohong finally recovered a little and returned to its previous condition." ”

The middle-aged man's face turned pale again, and he looked in the direction of Zhou Fan's escape: "Your escape route is really special, but you have ruined my hard work for so many days, I can only kill you." ”

His body dissipated into a blood-colored shadow.

Zhou Fan was running wildly, and the dragon god's blood and elixir made his true yuan continue to recover.

But his head felt as if it was about to explode, and there was a sharp pain in the bones all over his body, which was the sequelae of using the ground-splitting style.

This sword technique is powerful, and it will inevitably have an impact on the human soul body, otherwise it would not be possible to split the second knife in a short time.

But fortunately, Zhenyuan is recovering, supporting him to use the teleportation-level body method.

The more you go inside, the denser the cerebellar demons become, and groups of cerebellar demons also sensed Zhou Fan's existence and chased after him.

Zhou Fan was not worried about these little brain demons, he was more worried about the middle-aged man with terrifying strength behind him, after all, he used the teleportation-level body method just now, and he was also caught up by the middle-aged man.

His mind was spinning, wondering how the middle-aged man had caught up with him.

But he really couldn't think of how the middle-aged man could catch up with him.

It seems that it is only a matter of time before the middle-aged man chases after him...... Zhou Fan had to face up to this fact, he left the groups of cerebellar demons behind, and he also saw that there were several gold-level cerebellar demons among the cerebellar demons behind him.

He's probably close to the heart of the Northlands now.

He came here to think if he could find a way to get rid of the middle-aged man.

If there is really no way, then he can only ask Zhou Kitten for help, but his cultivation realm is too low compared to the middle-aged man, and he is not sure if Zhou Kitten will be able to help him when he comes out, so he thinks that he will try it first, and there is really no way to ask Zhou Kitten for help.

He didn't stop, and he couldn't help but look at the huge red-brained demon suspended in the air, he thought that if he used the Wind Resisting Technique to float towards the red-brained demon, would the middle-aged man still dare to follow?

Thinking like this, Zhou Fan soon saw a blood bubble appear in front of him, and his heart immediately skipped several beats.

He's coming.

Zhou Fan immediately changed his direction, and there were still many cerebellar demons behind him who followed him and made a rumbling running sound.

Just like last time, no matter what direction Zhou Fan changed, that blood bubble would appear strangely in front of him.

Zhou Fan snorted coldly, he didn't change his direction anymore, pulled out the rusty knife, and the rusty knife slashed forward.

Dozens of quick knife gangs shot out of the blood foam in front of them, and the blood foam emitted a faint blood light, and the fast knife gang was immediately split.

Zhou Fan couldn't stop, there were hundreds of cerebellar demons behind him, and if he stopped, he would face the siege of so many cerebellar demons, he held a rusty knife and rushed towards the blood foam.

The blood bubble burst, and countless blood gushed out of it, quickly transforming into a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man watched Zhou Fan and the hundreds of small brain demons following behind him rushing towards him, his face was indifferent, and he slapped his palm.

Airplanes!

A black wind blew from the palm force.

Zhou Fan's pupils contracted, and at the same time as the immeasurable momentum was launched instantly, he slashed out, and the purple gold light turned into a huge purple gold shield, but when it touched the black wind, the shield broke inch by inch.

Zhou Fan flew backwards, coughed up a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and smashed to the ground.

He immediately stood up from the ground, but he felt as if his whole body was falling apart, and his face showed a look of horror, only then did he realize that the hundreds of small cerebellar demons who were originally following him had all been turned into black blood by the black wind emitted by the palm power.

What a terrible palm.

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