With the passage of time, in the old man's heart, Zhang Fan's status as a monk in the middle stage of foundation building has become lower and lower, and has even dropped to the same level as a monk in the Qi refining period, because in his opinion, this monk in the middle stage of foundation building is completely pressed and beaten by him, so he has no chance to make a move at all.

How could he know that in fact, his cultivation was too low, and Zhang Fan was too lazy to do it.

Although Zhang Fan just wanted to drag on like this and didn't want to end the battle early, the old man of the Quanzhen Sect on the opposite side was obviously impatient.

After flying around with this young monk of the Wudang Sect for a long time, without a single result, the old man almost lost his patience, although he was in the upper hand and took the initiative, but whenever this young man was about to die, this young man would miraculously extricate himself from the crisis, and then slowly survive with himself like this.

The old man still wanted to find other targets after solving Zhang Fan, but if he continued like this, he would not be able to attack in a short time.

What annoyed the old man the most was that this Wudang sect monk was obviously at a disadvantage now, but he still dared to use two minds, and absentmindedly pay attention to other places, didn't he take himself to heart, the old man couldn't help but get angry from his heart, and said angrily: "Wudang sect boy, look at the move!"

With that, the old man jumped up from the ground and swooped down towards Zhang Fan.

The old man's roar drew Zhang Fan's attention back from elsewhere, looking at the old man roaring and jumping, looking like he was going to use some powerful spell.

Zhang Fan looked at the old man with interest, Zhang Fan wanted to see what tricks the old man could play in the end.

found that Zhang Fan looked at himself with the same gaze as a three-year-old child. The old man was even more annoyed, and saw the old man who swooped down from mid-air stretched out his hand and shouted at Zhang Fan.

"Fixed"!

Under the finger of this old man. Zhang Fan felt like he was bound by something, but Zhang Fan's swordsmanship worked slightly, and the sense of restraint on his body disappeared without a trace, and the spell used by the old man was just one of the basic spells, the immobilization technique.

This immobilization technique is the most common spell, and its power depends on the cultivation of the person who uses it, and this old man's cultivation is only in the early stage of foundation building. It's okay to fix those Qi Refining Stage cultivators, but if you use this technique to deal with Zhang Fan, it will be a little ridiculous.

This is the only spell on the old man's body. But what made the old man strange was that the Wudang Sect monk below was not only not frozen, but looked at him with a smile on his face.

Puzzled, the old man pointed at Zhang Fan and shouted more than a dozen 'Ding' one after another. But Zhang Fan was not fixed. In the end, I had no choice but to give up.

Zhang Fan hoped that this old man would be stronger, just as he was practicing his hands to kill time, but it was obvious that for Zhang Fan, this old man was indeed pitifully weak, otherwise he would not have seen that Zhang Fan was deliberately hiding it.

Zhang Fan was more than enough to deal with this old man, and after a while, Zhang Fan forced this Quanzhen Sect monk to hide in Tibet, and slowly fell into a desperate situation. Zhang Fan is now fighting this old man. It's just to cope and do your duty. Didn't have the idea of doing anything out of the way.

So when the old man was about to fall into a desperate situation, Zhang Fan reduced the intensity of his attack. When the old man gasped, Zhang Fan increased his attack again, and it went on like this.

In Zhang Fan's eyes, this old man is going to die in the end anyway, let him jump for a while, and when the two alliances retreat, he will directly slap it to death, and if he kills this old man now, I am afraid that there will be other Quanzhen Sect monks who will come against him.

However, although Zhang Fan didn't want to pay attention to this old man, the old man was a little unwilling, and began to turn from offense to defense under Zhang Fan's attack, planning to find the right opportunity to shoot again.

Just as the old man took advantage of Zhang Fan's gaze to look away, and was about to sneak up on Zhang Fan and sneak attack Zhang Fan, he found that a man appeared next to him at some point, and the man revealed an unfathomable aura, and the old man suddenly became nervous.

However, after seeing that this man was a person from the side of the Quanzhen Sect like himself, his heart suddenly felt a lot more relieved, so he pointed at Zhang Fan and said to the man who suddenly came out: "Fellow Daoist, although this Wudang Sect monk is a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, his strength is weak and there is nothing to be afraid of, if you and I join forces, we can kill this person immediately, and when the time comes, how about you and I equally divide the spirit stones in the storage bag on this person's body?"

After listening to the old man's words, Xiao Kun suddenly showed disdain, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't kill the alliance monk on the battlefield, such a monk would have been slapped to death a long time ago.

"Join forces, hmph, just because a garbage like you is also worthy of joining forces with me, if it weren't for here, you garbage Lao Tzu would have killed hundreds of them a long time ago, and you still want to join forces and get out of Lao Tzu!" As soon as the old man's words fell, he was directly kicked away by the man and kicked into another battle group.

The man's strong performance startled the Wudang Sect monks in several nearby battle groups, and after seeing that this Quanzhen Sect man was not easy to mess with, these Wudang Sect monks hurriedly moved away to the side, not daring to approach here. A small piece of open space was vacated in front of Zhang Fan, which was rare in this western battlefield with many monks.

This man is Xiao Kun, and there is a woman standing next to Xiao Kun, this woman is Xu Yue, who was robbed of the Biling Sword by Zhang Fan.

Xu Yue has always been concerned about his Biling Sword, and soon after fighting with the true disciples of the Wudang Sect on the central battlefield, Xu Yue and Xiao Kun slowly retreated from the central battlefield, retreated to the edge of the battlefield and changed the clothes of the true disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, and when no one noticed, they sneaked into this western battlefield, and only now did they come to Zhang Fan's side.

At this moment, Xu Yue's expression was quite excited, obviously thinking that he had decided to eat Zhang Fan, because of the help of his senior brother Xiao Kun, in addition to the monks cultivated by Yuan infant monks like Sun Wu, this Xiao Kun was already basically an invincible existence among the monks in the foundation building period, and no matter how powerful this Zhang Fan was, it was impossible for him to be his senior brother's opponent.

However, Xu Yue immediately found that Zhang Fan's cultivation had already entered the middle of the foundation building period, Xu Yue's face changed at first, and then returned to normal.

Even if this Fan Zang enters the middle stage of the foundation building period, he is in the late stage of foundation building, and his senior brother is even more successful in the foundation building period, he can still capture Zhang Fan, at most, it will only take some hands and feet.

"Your name is Fan Zang, right, now I'll give you a chance to return my junior sister's high-grade spiritual weapon, and then kneel down to apologize to my junior sister, otherwise, I will let you know what life is better than death!" After looking at Zhang Fan for a while, Xiao Kun said indifferently. (To be continued......)