Feng Batian This is the unique form of the Flying Snake Fist, and he stared at Zhou Fan coldly.

Zhou Fan also had a serious face and put on a fist fight.

Feng Batian's body flashed, and when he arrived in front of Zhou Fan, his arms shook, and the snake fist once again spewed out with true qi, dense as a rainstorm, as fast as thunder and lightning!

Zhou Fan snorted coldly, his fists suddenly had cold blue flames breeding, the swaying cold-eyed flames and true qi were vigorous, and the light was dazzling and blasted out, like a celestial man carrying the scorching sun to hammer the sky!

With a few bangs, the snake fist in the sky was compressed and dissipated by the cold blue fist flames.

Feng Batian's figure smashed backwards, falling to the ground like a cannonball, marking a long loess ravine.

"Master!"

"Door Master!"

The Flying Snake Gate man exclaimed.

Feng Batian jumped up from the ground, and when he saw that Zhou Fan did not chase after him like him, he was slightly relieved, but a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth irrepressibly.

The people of the five factions in Nanjing Village, such as Zhao Yang, all looked regretful, if Zhou Fan took advantage of the situation to pursue, then he should have won just now.

"Who said I could only be beaten all the time?" Zhou Fan said coldly.

He didn't take advantage of the victory to chase because he didn't want to end it so soon, and he wanted to see if Feng Batian still had a backhand.

"It's me who underestimated you. Feng Batian's face condensed slightly, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and he said slowly: "Was that the Spirit Melting Martial Technique just now?"

"Yes. Zhou Fan replied, he was secretly excited in his heart, this Feng Batian has not lost his fighting spirit, which means that there is a back-up move.

"I didn't expect you to push me to such a point. Feng Batian's face showed emotion, and the true qi in his body erupted again, but those true qi suddenly converged and converged into the skin of his body.

Fine cyan snake scales began to appear on Feng Batian's body, snake scales continued to cover his limbs and his face, his eyes began to turn into snake-like vertical pupils, and the true qi in his body was also dyed cyan.

"It's a!" Zhao Yang said in a trembling voice.

The onlookers of the five factions all showed a look of horror on their faces, even if they had never seen the Tan people, they had heard of the Tan people, and the Tan people had special abilities, and they were always more advantageous than ordinary martial artists.

"When I was three years old, I was brought into the door by the master because of the talent of the green snake scale, and the master taught me everything, and the flying snake fist and my talent were well combined to make me who I am today. Feng Batian whispered, and his body swayed like a lump of soft mud.

"Do you think that I am the first person below the Lianmai in Giant Bear County, and I am in vain?"

His body catapulted out like a snake, his arms stretched out, and when he was three feet away, the snake fist suddenly slammed into front of Zhou Fan.

Under the spitting of the snake fist, with a snap, two balls of cyan true qi spewed out.

Zhou Fan's body was like a phantom, and he avoided it sideways.

Two small pits exploded in the ground behind him in an instant, which was destroyed by the true qi of the Snake Fist in the air, and the power of the Snake Fist increased several times compared to before.

"If you don't want to die, just disperse!" Zhao Yang and the others recognized it, and suddenly shouted.

People walked out one after another, and the surroundings of Zhou Fan and Feng Batian became much more empty.

It's just that Zhou Fan and Feng Batian didn't pay any attention, and the two had already fought together again.

Zhou Fan's fists are like a cold blue sun, opening and closing, invincible!

Feng Batian did not collide with Zhou Fan, his footwork was flexible, whether it was legs, feet or fists and arms, he could stretch and stretch freely, his body suddenly lengthened and suddenly became shorter, avoiding Zhou Fan's fists, and the cold constantly attacked the place where Zhou Fan's body was killed.

The thick true qi continued to spread, and the aftermath of each punch of the Snake Fist and the Sun Eclipse Spirit Fist blew up layers of dirt on the ground, and they no longer suppressed their strength, and pits of different sizes appeared in the ground.

Not far away, one of the walls of the renovated mansion was shaken to the point that cracks like a spider's web.

Everyone looked at the two of them who were fighting with surprise on their faces, is this still the battle of the Qi Skill Rank Martial Artists? Even the Pulse Rank Martial Artists are probably nothing more than that.

"Pavilion Master Zhao, do you think we will lose?" Looking at the two people fighting fiercely in the field, one of the four sect masters asked urgently.

"I don't know, I don't know. Sweat oozed from Zhao Yang's forehead, his pupils contracted, and he tried his best to see the movements of the two of them, but he gradually couldn't keep up.

"Happy, happy!" Zhou Fan laughed, he still kept suppressing his true qi and was at the same level as Feng Batian.

Otherwise, with his true qi of more than three hundred qi apertures, he would have directly crushed Feng Batian, and only in this way could he temper his martial arts.

But now he knew that Feng Batian had reached the limit, this Feng Batian was really powerful, and the tricky snake fist hit his body several times with his true qi, if it weren't for his true qi and purple gold armor double layer defense, he would have been injured a long time ago.

Now Zhou Fan still doesn't have the idea of suppressing the wind with his true qi, he just has five fingers on his left fist, spreads it out into a palm, and turns it into a hand knife!

The left-hand knife was still surrounded by cold blue fireworks, but it was no longer the Eclipse Sun Spirit Fist, but the Streamer Swiftsilver Knife Technique!

It's so fast that it condenses into a ray of light and blooms.

The sudden acceleration of the hand knife made it difficult for Feng Batian to guard against, and the hand knife slashed at his left shoulder, and with a snort, the green snake scales shattered, but it continued to generate so that it could not break through Feng Batian's defense.

But what Zhou Fan needed was a left-handed knife to capture Feng Batian's figure, his right fist was already ready to attack, and a round of cold blue flame slammed into Feng Batian's heart.

Boom!

Wind Batian was blasted out and landed on the ground, tumbling several times.

Zhou Fan retracted his fist, and the true qi on his body was all converged.

Feng Batian still immediately rebounded and stood up like last time, but as soon as he stood still, a mouthful of red blood spurted out and sprinkled on the ground, raising layers of white mist.

It's a flame in the blood.

Feng Batian's body was shaky, and the cyan snake scales on his body slowly faded.

The people of the Flying Snake Gate hurriedly gathered around Feng Batian.

There was silence all around, and the people of the five factions of Nanjing Village did not cheer, they were just silent.

Now they know how strong Feng Batian is, and it is very easy for such a person to overwhelm their five factions.

In fact, if it weren't for the demon like Zhou Fan, Feng Batian would indeed be a rare opponent in the Qi Skill Section.

Feng Batian waved his hand, not letting Ruan Xiong and other disciples support him, his injury was not serious, he felt that after Zhou Fan's fist broke through his defense, his true qi had already converged back, otherwise he might not be able to stand up.

He looked at his heart again, and there was a burnt black fist mark in the heart.

"What a domineering fist, I don't know what kind of punch this is?" Feng Batian asked with a sincere face.

"Eclipse Spirit Fist. Zhou Fan said slowly.

"Eclipse Sun Spirit Fist ......" Feng Batian silently chewed on the name, he was afraid that he would never forget the name of this fist method for the rest of his life, he sighed and said, "I lost." ”

"Liang Ming, Piresi, come out!" Feng Batian shouted suddenly.

Liang Ming and Pireth stood up trembling all over.

"Kneel down and kowtow to apologize. Feng Batian glanced at the two Flying Snake Sect disciples and said.