"You guys, come together!"

Tang Fan turned to look at the others and flew forward.

"Ye Tang, don't be arrogant. Don't think that there is no one in my He family!"

Among the crowd, two monks who were in the late stage of forming pills flew out.

When the two looked at each other, they understood each other's thoughts and prepared to work together to strangle Tang Fan.

"In the late stage of pill formation, two... should be enough!"

Tang Fan became more courageous as he fought, and he also wanted to test how deep his potential was.

With his current ability, he no longer bothers to use the art of the underworld when facing one or two opponents of the same level.

Tang Fan just wants to fight hard to hone himself.

"Send your name!"

Tang Fan greeted him with a sword and spoke coldly.

"Hey Jun!"

"He Hu!"

"I want to see if you He family members are enough for me to kill!"

Tang Fan raised his hand and threw the cold iron ice blade towards He Jun, then made a fist and rushed towards He Hu.

"Ye Tang, you are looking for death!"

The two of them felt deeply insulted when they saw Tang Fan trying to deal with them at the same time.

He Jun made a secret gesture and shot out a flying sword to resist the cold iron and ice blades. He Hu raised his hand and threw out a slender golden rope.

This golden rope was like a small snake, very flexible, and it curved and flew towards Tang Fan's arm.

Tang Fan stared at the golden rope with strange eyes, and then gave up resistance.

His raised arm was instantly wrapped in rope.

"Haha, idiot, this is the trapped immortal rope. As long as it is entangled, you will not be able to perform your cultivation! Don't say it's you... huh?"

He Hu laughed loudly, but then his smile froze, as if he had seen something terrible.

"Can't use your cultivation?"

Tang Fan smiled slightly, and playfully shook his arm that was entangled with the immortal rope. Under the astonished gaze of the other party, he clenched his fist and punched him between the eyebrows.

"ah……"
Chapter completed!