Chapter 297

It can be judged from his breath that his cultivation is above the grotto ghost. His eyes seem to imply stars, sun and moon, and the cold light shines, which makes people dare not look at each other.

Xia Hou was not angry yet. His two white eyebrows stood up slightly.

"Li Xiaofan, I told you to stop. Why kill in front of me!"

"Moreover, it was the supreme elder in our door who killed him!"

If an ordinary expert could not bear this pressure alone, he would have knelt down and surrendered.

But Li Xiaofan stood where he was, with a light face, flicked his fingers and said.

"It's just a mole ant. If you kill it, you'll kill it. If you don't hand over my mother and Zhou Qing, even you!"

Hearing this, Xia HOUSHANG suddenly showed his murderous spirit in his eyes.

"Li Xiaofan, first you killed my nephew Xia houkuang, and then you destroyed elder Shen's body."

With that, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the soul of the sick man behind Li Xiaofan.

As the master of the phantom gate, his cultivation is unfathomable. He can see the soul body at a glance.

"Door master!"

"Avenge your subordinates!"

The soul of a sick man is like a wronged man who comes to the court and cries out his grievances to master Qingtian.

"Long winded!"

Li Xiaofan flexed his fingers and a flame popped out of his fingers, burning the soul in an instant.

The sick man's soul twisted and screamed at the moment of desolation, which soon disappeared.

This is the real destruction of gods and souls, completely and thoroughly erased from the world.

Of course, other people can't see this scene at all, or even hear each other's screams.

They could only see a flame, burning out of thin air and making a crackling sound.

Xia HOUSHANG took a deep breath and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the towering anger turned into a cold voice, just like the cold wind of Siberia, blowing across the plain and sweeping away all vitality.

"Li taixuan, you deceive people too much!"

"As the leader of the phantom sect, how can I allow you!"

"Today we will decide whether to win or lose, but also whether to live or die!"

With that, he reached out to grasp the void and caught a storm.

The storm turned into a wind dragon, winding and galloping towards Li Xiaofan. A strong wind rolled up on the ground, making everyone unable to open their eyes.

Li Xiaofan's eyes flashed and said in secret.

Xia Hou is worthy of being a Dharma practitioner. He can condense the Dharma in an instant.

Even the former cave ghosts can't do this. They also need the help of the water of the river to reluctantly display it.

The way to practice Dharma is much more difficult than martial arts.

Moreover, primary practitioners often take a long time to condense a technique.

The most precious thing for both sides to fight against the enemy is time. The one who moves quickly often occupies an absolute advantage. Life and death are only in the moment of electro-optic flint.

Therefore, in the process of confrontation with martial artists, practitioners always subconsciously distance themselves from each other to avoid close combat with each other.

What's more, it is very difficult for practitioners to get started at the beginning, which has a lot to do with their own talents.

Many people are not talented enough. They work hard all their life. They can't even step in the threshold. In the end, they draw water with bamboo baskets.

The martial arts are different. The introduction is simple. Even if the talent is not enough, after several years of hard study and practice, there is more than enough for self-defense, but it is very difficult to improve later.

Therefore, there are few practitioners in this world, and even fewer who practice to the level of real people.

However, in the future, the power of practitioners will become greater and greater. The time of condensation will gradually shorten with the improvement of their cultivation.

At Xia HOUSHANG's level, arbitrary techniques are almost picked up at will, and it doesn't take time to brew at all.

Once this level is reached, ordinary warriors are not their opponents at all.

However, after reaching the innate state, both practitioners and martial arts practitioners, or even great masters, all come to the same goal by different paths.

Otherwise, we can't fight the natural disaster at all.

At this time, at Li Xiaofan's finger end, there was a small storm, like a top. The layers of sharp blades on the edge cut the space and left traces.

"Go!"

Li Xiaofan bent his fingers and shot the pocket storm at the oncoming storm dragon.

Moreover, it tore the body of the storm dragon in an instant, just like a steel needle penetrating a balloon.

Shua!

The gyro storm instantly reached Xia HOUSHANG. From a distance, you can feel the fierce momentum emitted by the storm gyro, and your face seems to have been scraped off.

Xia HOUSHANG's face changed. He didn't expect that Li Xiaofan was not only physically strong, but also a Dharma practitioner.

"I underestimated you!"

While talking, Xia Hou kneaded a Dharma formula in the void, and saw a ripple wave in the space in front of him, as if adding a strong protective layer. But it was just a snap between the fingers. The storm gyro penetrated the material and came straight to Xia Hou. However, it is enough for Xia hou to strive for this moment. He had no hope, so he stopped Li Xiaofan's attack. He quickly took out a bronze ancient mirror from his arms. The whole body of the ancient mirror was covered with a deep light. Finally, it also blocked the wind of this small gyro tornado electric drill. Li Xiaofan made himself in a hurry, and Xia HOUSHANG's eyes became more and more dignified. But then, in Xia HOUSHANG's heart, there was endless fighting spirit. He lives in seclusion in the mountains all year round, isn't it for today! "Li Xiaofan, your strength is beyond my expectation, but what can I do?" "today, I will kill you and avenge my dead disciples!" after talking, I saw that as soon as Xia Hou patted the bronze ancient mirror, a huge Dragon flew out of the ancient mirror. The dragon is about ten meters long. Its sharp claws are like steel structures. It can grasp and break a small mountain. Its eyes are wide open and straight towards Li Xiaofan. Moreover, nine dragons flew out one after another. Compared with the illusory dragon gathered by the elders in white, Xia HOUSHANG's dragon is obviously more real, just like the real dragon coming to earth. The Nine Dragons twined Li Xiaofan in an instant. They seemed to be able to grind Li Xiaofan into meat sauce at any time. Meng Fei was very shocked when he saw this scene. His eyes were full of fanaticism and worship. It was the first time he had seen the leader's hand when he entered the phantom gate for so many years. By such means, he was simply a God and a man. And elder Liu's heart finally fell to the ground. As an old man of the sect, he has heard that the leader killed a master with the help of the Kowloon array. "Hum, Li Xiaofan, you shouldn't, shouldn't you dare to be the enemy of our phantom gate? It's like looking for your own death!" at the foot of Tiantai Mountain, people exclaimed one after another after seeing this scene. "God, it's a dragon! I saw it just now. It's really a dragon!" "it should be a dragon flying down from the heavenly palace!" "unexpectedly, there is a real dragon in this world!" "now it seems that there are many videos about dragons on the Internet, not all of them are deceptive!" at the scene, many people took their mobile phones and photographed the scene and uploaded it to the Internet. In the phantom gate, Li Xiaofan didn't dodge and let the Nine Dragons come into being. He just wanted to try the depth of Xia HOUSHANG's cultivation. As expected, he was one level higher than the cave ghost, and his understanding of the art was more profound. But it's just that. His technique and attack methods are too rough. First, it's far from the natural state. Just like a vulgar Potter Mason who can only burn a few dollars, how can he make a beautiful Ru kiln that has been handed down for thousands of years!