Huh ~

Yang Fan staggered for a moment, and felt a powerful wind coming.

Hu Banxian's eyes showed his fierce light, his face was ferocious, his arms were bulging with blue veins, and with the remaining power of the magic speed talisman, the second palm that had accumulated all his strength hit him with a bang.

Yang Fan was injured in the previous encounter, and a wound broke out in the tiger's mouth and lost consciousness.

But at that moment, countless cool streams surged out of every inch of his skin, blood, and muscles on his arms.

The miracle reappears!

The injuries he suffered in his arm were completely recovered during his breathing period.

However, before this, Hu Banxian's powerful attack was already coming.

The crisis suddenly came!

If the head is smashed by an enemy's palm, no matter how confident Yang Fan is in his physique, he will not dare to be arrogant.

Bang!

His other hand took a step forward, caught Hu Banxian's palm, and his body slightly retreated, and his arm was slightly damaged.

Huh ~

Hu Banxian looked crazy, like a crazy mad dog, and did not give Yang Fan a gap in his spiritual weapon, and attacked him closely.

He understood that once Yang Fan sacrificed his spiritual weapon, the person who was about to die would definitely be himself.

Therefore, at this moment, he had already bet on his vital energy and life for a hundred years.

Bang bang bang!!

Hu Banxian was abnormal and launched a constant attack on Yang Fan, with great momentum.

Yang Fan showed a sarcastic look on his face. In fact, after avoiding the previous two strikes, he was out of danger. With his perverted endurance, he was enough to waste the dead-end half-immortal alive.

Now, there is a close-knit battle between two mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators, with rapid attacks and no gaps to cast spells or sacrifice magic weapons.

As time goes by, Hu Banxian becomes more and more frightened as he becomes. He is clearly sure that Yang Fan had injured his arms and his tiger's mouth is shattered under his Jedi counterattack.

But in the subsequent battle, Yang Fan was not inferior at all. He fought with him very well and seemed to have some extra energy.

What shocked him even more was Yang Fan's amazing energy. With his profound magic power for a hundred years, even if he faced the late-stage Qi Refining cultivators, he would not give in too much. However, no matter how fierce he continued to attack fiercely, Yang Fan could easily deal with it, as if he had endless magic power in his body.

"It is not a solution to drag on like this. Hu Banxian has a deep magic power, far exceeding the same level, and it will be difficult to kill him for a while. If he delays like this, he will alarm the villagers of "Misty Liu Town"..."

Although Yang Fan has an absolute chance of winning, he also has his own concerns.

The two of them have a great momentum in fighting and cannot be sustained.

You must fight quickly!

The aura in Yang Fan's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a heart-shaking force was faintly generated in his body.

Hu Banxian suddenly felt something was wrong, and touched a trace of black light that passed through Yang Fan's eyes, and his mind trembled.

Suddenly, Yang Fan's aura changed drastically, and the gentle and tolerant aura disappeared, and replaced by a demonic domineering aura that looked down on everything.

Bang!

Yang Fan punched out, and the air trembled faintly, creating a special throbbing, and a black light burst out from his fist, making a "pop" sound.

boom!

The punch hit Hu Banxian's hand and suddenly a sound of shattering bones broke out.

Scratch!

Hu Banxian's palm, wrapped in spiritual energy, was penetrated alive, splashed with flesh and blood, and his bones were broken inch by inch.

The black light, with the force, forced into his arm and even planned to invade his internal organs.

"Demon...Demonic skill..."

Hu Banxian was in great pain, his body was staggering and his eyes were blood red, and he looked at Yang Fan in disbelief: "You turned out to be a demon cultivator..."

"You know too much..."

Yang Fan's face was cold, and with a palm, he slashed away, and with a "bang", he broke through the already dim blue light shield around Hu Banxian. The domineering black demonic energy carried the power to penetrate the gold and stone to break his body open. The demonic energy raged, instantly erasing the vitality of the organs in his body.

During one or two breaths, Hu Banxian's corpse was already split into pieces, which was terrible.

Yang Fan immediately took away his storage bag, then took out a special jade bottle from his storage bag, and a drop of milky white liquid dripped onto the corpse.

Sneak ~~

A burst of black smoke emerged from the corpse, and Hu Banxian's corpse dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This milky white liquid is a kind of corpse-transforming water in the world of immortal cultivation. Even the extraordinary bones and flesh of immortal cultivators can dissolve in a short time.

This item was given to my younger brother Yang Lei. Yang Fan guessed that this "corpse-transforming water" might be one of the items left by his father. Because this effect of corrupting water has a great value, Yang Lei did not have it before.

After dealing with Hu Banxian, Yang Fan also noticed the violent demonic energy that emerged from his body. The pure demonic energy in his dantian was like the dark abyss.

With a stern expression, Yang Fan immediately restrained his demonic energy, and then used the dead wood technique to return to the normal state of the early stage of Qi refining.

However, the strange demonic energy that rippled in the space did not dissipate immediately, frightening the gods and ghosts.

Moreover, in the dark, Yang Fan also produced a vague vague sense.

Yang Fan was also shocked. What kind of magic skill he had practiced actually contained such power, killing the same level was like a joke.

This is definitely a magical skill that shines through ancient and modern times. Why have I never heard of it?

For some reason, since he entered the demonic path that night, Yang Fan has made great progress and has secretly practiced the demonic skills every night.

As a result, he did not encounter any bottlenecks, and he practiced this magic skill to the peak of the middle stage of Qi refining.

It was not until this time that he encountered a bottleneck and had never made any breakthrough.

However, Yang Fan had a strange illusion in his heart that once he practiced "Xianhong Jue" to the late stage of Qi refining, this set of magic skills should also be able to enter the late stage of Qi refining without any obstacles.

By analogy, if he enters the stage of concentration, foundation building, or even the Golden Elixir, then this set of magical skills can advance without any obstacles.

This idea grew in Yang Fan's mind and made him very excited.

Perhaps, this is another big secret in the Tianwei auxiliary technique "Xianhong Jue".

However, he did not dare to be extremely sure of this matter, and he needed further confirmation.

...

At the same time, in a place tens of thousands of miles away from Yangjiabao, Wuliu Town.

A terrifying black peak, surrounded by clouds and mist, covering dozens of miles of radius, surrounded by a dark and bottomless abyss. Here is a cold and graceful atmosphere. Every tree, brick, tiles, stones, and weeds contain a unique atmosphere from the outside world.

With this huge black peak as the center, within a radius of hundreds of miles, there are no less than a dozen peaks, a thousand feet high. The huge area is shrouded in a layer of depressing demonic energy.

In a dark golden hall on the Black Peak, a tall old man in black robe stood proudly with his hands behind his back, his clothes were free of wind. He just stood there, but he was like an invincible huge shadow.

In his dark eyes, there seemed to be a bottomless black hole. With a flash of eyes, a deep light spot that allowed the air to condense.

"The God-Transforming Demons? Is it just my illusion..." The old man in black robe slowly raised his hand and murmured in a low voice. A dark flame appeared above his palm. At the center of the flame, there was a mysterious black light that seemed dim, but it seemed to be able to cover the sun's brilliance.

"If this is true, if that person has the cultivation level of the Golden Elixir Stage, he will definitely be able to cultivate my "Three Nether Demon Flames" to the realm of great success. By then, it will not be difficult to look down on Yuyang and spread across the "Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin."
Chapter completed!