At this moment, the old man who was knocked into the air reacted immediately and hurried forward to rescue him.
The speed was so fast that it seemed to shrink to an inch.
But he is fast, Chen Fan is faster than him.
Ling Bo used his microsteps to the extreme, and the whole person was shocked, moving like a rabbit, like a breeze, like a catkin, moving around among the crowd, cutting several people again and again.
Blood mixed with minced meat flew wildly across the sky. At this moment, Chen Fan and Gu Yue seemed to be incarnate in the **** Shura. They couldn't see the original color of their clothes, and they were all covered by blood.
The viscous blood condensed on the hair, dripping drop by drop, but it still could not hide the fierce offensive on both sides.
Gu Yue's condition at this time was much better, and she was able to barely cope with the siege.
Chen Fan was finally able to get out of here, fighting with the old man again!
The old man was already very angry at this moment. He didn't expect to take action personally. He couldn't help two juniors for so long, and Chen Fan killed several people in succession.
For him, this is simply the greatest shame in his life.
"Zhuzi, die!"
With an angry shout, the old man's beards were all raised, and with a fierce wave of the dust, a golden dragon around his body followed like a shadow, with a big mouth, attacking Chen Fan.
"call..."
The fierce wind blew Chen Fan to hunt and hunt, but even so, he still didn't have the slightest retreat in the face of the attack of the golden dragon. Spiritual power flowed in the palm of his hand, and the golden light suddenly appeared!
"expensive!!"
The sound of the dragon chant resounded, but this time, it was not the golden dragon wandering around the old man who broke out the dragon chant, but Chen Fan simulated it with the palm of the falling dragon... the five-clawed golden dragon!
"Boom!"
The two dragons collided together, and in an instant, the whole world seemed to feel an unparalleled shock.
Facing Deng Jiuge's three-clawed golden dragon, Chen Fan of the Eighth Heaven of Martial Spirit could not use the Dragon's Palm to fight, but it is different now.
He is still the pinnacle of martial arts, and then fights against the golden dragon with the five-clawed golden dragon.
The answer is self-evident!
"Puff!"
The elder of the blood refining sect suddenly spouted a mouthful of blood, retreated a long distance in midair, and his eyes showed indescribable shock.
"How come, my golden dragon... how come!"
Facing the shock of the old man, with a sneer in his eyes, he shouted, and attacked again: "Everything is not over yet!"
As soon as the voice fell, the one-yang finger was used again, and the sword energy from the use of the solitary sword bloomed, and it locked the old man's Dantian, with incomparable power, and invaded!
"boom!"
In a blink of an eye, the old man endured Chen Fan's attacking methods as much as possible, and after spouting several mouthfuls of blood, his state was much wilted.
But he did not die after all.
"Hahahaha!" The old man laughed wildly and said, "Even if you are a young Tianjiao, even if you are capable of fighting, you still can't kill me!"
"Now, you have used up all your methods, and finally it's the old man's turn to take action!"
The voice fell, and the broken dust was waving again, but when he saw Chen Fan who was opposite, he couldn't avoid it, and he didn't even have any intention of shrinking.
"Sure enough...relying on one's own strength alone, is it still impossible to kill Wuhou Erzhongtian under such circumstances? The generation of Wuhou is really strong!"
While shaking his head, Chen Fan spoke, and in the suspicion of the old man, the rolling magic flame covered Chen Fan's whole body.
An extremely ferocious spear appeared in Chen Fan's hands.
"If this is the case, then only use this thing to kill you!"
As soon as he said this, Chen Fan disappeared. The next moment, the magic spear had penetrated the old man's Dantian, and Chen Fan stepped on his chest and fell rapidly toward the ground in midair!