Luo Yuanwu was knocked away, but Ling Fan's crisis also came, and the offensive of the three behind him had arrived.

Ling Fan turned around suddenly, the purple sword trembled, and his left hand pinched the fist mark and bombarded, defusing the various occult attacks that flew towards him.

The black, white, and gold attacks caused the giant tree to break within a radius of 100 meters, and it fell towards the periphery, with a loud sound.

The lemur leader has now become a dragon character, only daring to sweep around the periphery, not daring to step forward easily, a pair of bulb-like eyes dripping and turning.

The tragic scene of the death of the Bobcat leader haunted his heart from time to time, and he was very vigilant.

"It's your turn!"

Ling Fan roared, his hair trembling under the impact of various energies.

In the cold mountains, the moonlight is shining, but the originally quiet mountains have caused a great war because of the birth of colorful Ganoderma lucidum.

Above the hanging waterfall, all kinds of lights shine, and the energy fluctuates violently.

Ling Fan faced the bombardment attack, what could be defused was resolved, and if there was really no way, he relied on his strong physical body to resist, although the pain was increasing, but the more he fought, the more brave he became.

He was not afraid of Feng Fuji and Jiang Qi's attack, and his flesh fist was not weaker than the metallic energy exerted by Jiang Qi, and the hard golden sword glowed brightly.

Although Feng Fuji's sword moves carried wind energy, Ling Fan's weapons were really extraordinary, and they were clumsy and skillful to fight fast and slow, and they didn't fall behind at all.

The only thing that made Ling Fan wary was Zhang Soulliang's black energy, which was a very strong death qi, a very special attribute.

Ling Fan tried to resist the black qi with his physical body, and found that it would devour his vitality and blood, which made him frightened, if he was enveloped by the black qi, his vitality would be seriously reduced.

This is also Ling Fan, if he is an ordinary Awakening Realm Evolver, but if he is contaminated with a dead qi exerted by Zhang Soul Liang, it won't take long for him to turn into a dry corpse.

"First kill you, a guy who is not a ghost or a ghost!"

Ling Fan forced Feng Fuji and Jiang Qi back, and turned to kill Zhang Soulliang.

Zhang Soul Liang had two curved corners on the top of his head, his face was hideous, and black energy spewed out from the corners one after another, and Dao Dao dead air sprayed.

"Hurry up and give him a hard shot!"

Zhang Soulliang yelled at Feng Fuji and Jiang Qi.

He tried his best to resist, expecting Feng Fuji and Jiang Qi to take the opportunity to inflict heavy damage on Ling Fan.

Luo Yuanwu fell more than thirty meters away, his handsome appearance had been ruined, half of his face had collapsed, his nose was crooked, and blood was flowing for a long time.

"Ling Fan!"

He gritted his teeth and roared, his voice squeezing out from between his teeth, and he was already mad with hatred.

The old man surnamed Zhang groped around on his body, and then took out a green pill, and the breath of life was extremely rich.

Luo Yuanwu took the pill, glanced at it distressedly, and then swallowed it with a grunt.

Suddenly, a stream of pure life energy bloomed in Luo Yuanwu's body, and his injuries gradually recovered, as well as his physical strength.

"If I waste a Juyuan Spirit Pill, even if I take your life, it's not enough!"

Luo Yuanwu stood up, the collapsed part of his face bulged, and after a while, he recovered as before, the state of the whole person improved sharply, the energy crystal nucleus in his body regained his luster, and his inner energy was abundant.

He was very suspicious in his heart, the ratio between Ling Fan's realm and combat power was too unbalanced, and this matter made him frightened and puzzled.

Luo Yuanwu could only reluctantly explain that Ling Fan had put all the focus of evolution on the physical body in order to have such amazing combat power.

It is true that there are people who do this, and this can make the combat effectiveness of the evolutionary outstanding, but the resources consumed are very huge.

He couldn't believe that a barbarian could have so many resources.

Ren Luoyuan didn't want to break his head, I was afraid that he couldn't imagine that Ling Fan would remove the path of evolution, but in fact, he was also a cultivator.

Luo Yuanwu walked towards the battle circle with light steps, his long hair was scattered behind him, his white robe was stained with blood and grass juice, and the air of dust was not there, and he looked a little sloppy.

But before he could return to the battle circle, Zhang Soulliang's body flew out like a broken kite.

Blood was spilling from his mouth and nose, there was only one corner left on his head, and there was a huge incision in his abdomen, and his internal organs slipped out of the wound.

"Boss!"

The crowd of people in the Senluo Hall quickly caught Zhang Soul Liang and retreated frantically into the distance, Ling Fan's combat power made them tremble.

Since the folding space was opened, the people in the middle of the Senluo Hall searched for treasures everywhere, and even if they failed, it was because of other evolutionary sects or families.

But this time was different, the little leader of the Senluo Hall was actually hacked to death by a native of the earth, which made them angry and afraid.

"The physical body is actually strong like this, how many natural treasures have been wasted by this TMD!"

Zhang Soulliang, who was being carried, hated and frightened, and the last wisp of thought popped out of his mind, and he was still thinking about the treasures of heaven and earth.

People die for money, birds die for food, the world opens, if you don't fight, you will not have a chance to rise step by step.

Ling Fan's combat power was terrifying, and Zhang Soulliang was hit fatally before he could use the last hole card.

"Ling Fan, you're finished! When the strength of the elders in the hall recovers, they will kill you!"

The people of the Senluo Hall roared angrily while fleeing, Zhang Soul Liang had already lost his breath, they didn't dare to provoke Ling Fan, they could only pin their hopes on the elders in the sect.

Zhang Soul Liang followed in the footsteps of the Bobcat leader, and this change alerted everyone present and felt Ling Fan's strength and horror even more profoundly.

Ling Fan stood in the middle of the mountain, holding the sword in his right hand and his eyes were like lightning, without the slightest tiredness, and his clothes and pants were stained with blood, which made him feel a little fierce.

"Come on, snatch my baby, come on!"

Ling Fan raised his sword and glanced at everyone, not afraid.

"The surname is Luo, you recover quickly, next time you will directly blast your head!"

Ling Fan looked at Luo Yuanwu who was walking and shouted.

Feng Fuji, Jiang Qi, and the lemur leader all stopped, and they had no bottom in their hearts.

In the final analysis, it is just a robbery of the opportunity to create, and there is no mortal enemy, the other party is so powerful, it is unwise to fight again.

Feng Fuji reversed the tip of the sword and arched his hand: "Brother Ling's methods are amazing, worthy of the colorful Lingzhi, I will retreat." ”

After that, he glanced at the sword in Ling Fan's hand with nostalgia, and beckoned to the people of Qingfeng Courtyard, intending to leave this place quickly.

Ling Fan looked at Feng Fuji coldly, and said, "If you want to fight, you can fight, if you want to roll, there is no such cheap thing!"

After that, Ling Fan's body spread, the strength in his body surged, and he lifted the purple sword and slashed towards the wind.

At this time, no one came to help, and they were all watching coldly.

"Ahh

The wind is furious.

The five people couldn't gain the upper hand against Ling Fan before, and it was even more impossible for him to be left alone at this moment.

The sword light is staggered, and the sound of clanging is endless.

Swish!

"No!"

Feng Fuji screamed miserably, and he looked at one of his arms flying in the air, and his facial features were distorted.

"Get out!"

Ling Fan turned around and no longer cared about the wind.

He's not that easy to mess with, and since he's provoked, he's ready to pay the price.

The faces of the rest of the people who looked at Ling Fan changed.

The power of one person shocked the audience, and the style was unparalleled!

The subordinates of Qingfeng Temple retrieved Feng Fuji's arm, and the group fled in disgrace.

"Let's go, go back to the sect, quick!"

On the way down the mountain, Feng Fuji endured the pain and kept urging.

"This bastard's strength is too weird, even if he only evolves his physical body, he shouldn't be so strong!"

He was horrified, he didn't expect an aboriginal to be so ferocious, even more manic than an evolution beast.

Whether it was Luo Yuanwu, Feng Bu'er, or the dead Zhang Soulliang, they all thought that Ling Fan was on the wrong side of the sword and only evolved his physical body.

In their opinion, this is an extremely difficult road, and the scenery is magnificent in the later stage, but the way is too tortuous, and it is not a path that ordinary evolutionaries can walk at all.

The others didn't think at all that Ling Fan was not only an evolutionary, but also a cultivator, the only cultivator in this world right now, and they didn't dare to think about that aspect at all.