"Sword Demon, why did you betray me?"

"I need you to give me an explanation!"

Yan Baifei looked at the forty killers in front of him, his heart filled with despair.

He calculated a lot and thought that the sharp sword in his hand ended up hurting himself.

"No, you... you are not the person who killed Ming Gu! Where is that person? Did he bribe you? Daogui, I will give you another chance, as long as you..."

The sword ghost didn't take Yan Baifei's words seriously at all. He raised his hand and slowly lowered it. The team of forty people, according to the attack formation they had trained countless times, instantly rushed towards Yan Baifei.

"Sword Ghost, aren't you afraid that the Spirit Palace will settle the score with you?"

Yan Baifei was about to cast a spell, but he made a feint, turned around and ran away.

"Yan Baifei, I heard that you are looking for me? Isn't it just to kill your son? Is that all that matters to you?"

Suddenly, a figure flew out from behind Yan Baifei.

"ah!"

Yan Baifei broke out in a cold sweat. He looked closely and saw a stranger appeared out of thin air. His face was pale and without any blood.

"It was you, you killed Ming Gu!"

Yan Baifei recognized him. He was exactly the same as the one in Chu Muge's portrait.

"I'll give you a chance to take revenge. Come over here."

Tang Fan clasped his hands on his chest, looking confident.

Yan Baifei's eyes shot out blood, and without any hesitation, his cultivation exploded, and along with the black mist on his body, he rushed towards Tang Fan like a sharp sword.

"Before, I used 70% of my physical strength to knock the sword demon away. I don't know what you will do..."

Tang Fan whispered in his heart, and when he saw Yan Baifei approaching, he rushed forward, his physical strength exploded, and he hit him directly.

"Um?"

Yan Baifei looked at the black shadow flying in front of him, and his expression was startled. The opponent's counterattack really made him confused.

It stands to reason that fighting at his level rarely relies on the physical body, and usually uses cultivation to crush the opponent, but today he encountered a guy who didn't play according to common sense.

"This is a madman..."

Yan Baifei couldn't care less about continuing to cast spells, so he could only use the power of his body to protect his heart and chose to fight head-on.

"You're not even a Nascent Soul, so what qualifications do you have to be with me..."

Before Yan Baifei could finish his words, their bodies had already collided with each other.

"boom!"

A ball of fire burst out from between the two of them, and Yan Baifei's body flew out directly.

"ah!"

Yan Baifei fell to the ground and his skin cracked, but his roots were not damaged. He still had the ability to fight again.

Even so, it was enough to shock him.

An opponent who didn't even look like a Yuanying could actually knock him away. This was almost impossible.

"The physical body is indeed slightly stronger than the sword ghost, but not much stronger. It seems that these so-called strong men only focus on breaking through the realm, but ignore the physical body..."

Tang Fan has fought against many powerful people in the spirit transformation realm, and without exception, no one is physically stronger than him.

If you really want to count, Xiang Ze can barely compare with Tang Fan physically.

"who are you!"

Yan Baifei got up from the ground, his face full of frustration.

He turned his head and glanced at the forty people of the Guying Legion, feeling that he no longer had any hope in his heart.

Even without Tang Fan, these forty people could kill him.

Tang Fan did not speak, but raised his right arm, clenched his fist and punched out.

"boom!"

As soon as the power of the fist spread, it overwhelmed the sky and blocked the surrounding areas. Between heaven and earth, only this fist power was invincible!

Yan Baifei's eyes widened and he no longer hesitated. He pushed forward with both hands and drew a circle. Then a mouthful of black blood spurted out from his mouth. The circle turned into a whirlpool and flew away quickly like a bottomless pit.

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The black vortex expanded rapidly and actually swallowed up the fist intention released by Tang Fan, causing the power of his Shengang Fist to be greatly reduced and unable to pose a threat to Yan Baifei.

"Even if I die in battle today, I will avenge Ming Gu! I have pity on my Yan family. We have been planning for a long time, but in the end we were defeated by you!"

Yan Baifei was unwilling to give up. After he finished speaking, he pressed the hand between his eyebrows, and a drop of dark red blood flew out from it, and was thrown into the black vortex in front of him.

"The Demonic Sea... is boundless!"

"boom!"

The black vortex expanded crazily as this drop of blood merged into it. One end was facing Tang Fan, and the other end seemed to lead to another world. It was dark and deep, and emitted a terrifying suction force that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

Tang Fan's expression changed slightly and his eyes became more serious.

Yan Baifei's realm is in the middle stage of divine transformation, which is one level higher than that of Sword Demon, and he is also much more powerful in magic.

Sword Demon is good at assassination, but he practices another method. To fight honestly, he may be weaker than some in the early stages of becoming a god.

Tang Fan retreated and pondered, gaining a full understanding of the combat power of the God Transformation Realm.

Tang Fan has been making breakthroughs recently, but lacks actual combat, so he cherishes the opportunity to fight against strong players.

Otherwise, he would have asked the Lone Shadow Army to take action long ago, and there would be no need for him to go into battle.

"You can't run away!"

Yan Baifei's eyes were determined, and he already had the thought of dying.

Seeing Tang Fan retreat, he tapped his eyebrows again and squeezed out another drop of soul blood.

"Boom boom boom..."

The black vortex expanded crazily, as if it was going to swallow up the world, and its speed was faster than before.

Tang Fan stabilized his body and stopped retreating. He raised his hand and waved, and an illusion appeared in the void in front of him. The dragon's claws were in front and the dragon's whiskers were behind. Together, they seemed to be half a giant dragon, slapping fiercely towards the whirlpool.

"boom!"

The black vortex trembled for a while, then collapsed, the edges exploded, and slowed down.

But it only took a moment for it to gather together again, and it was even more terrifying than before. The speed increased again, and even from the darkness where the bottom of the whirlpool could not be seen, a melancholy sound that disturbed people's minds came out.

"interesting……"

Although Tang Fan felt a strong threat, he was not afraid, but stared at the whirlpool to deduce.

With his speed, he can temporarily escape from being swallowed by the black vortex, but if it continues for a long time, it will be a bit difficult.

After all, his cultivation level is also being consumed, and this vortex is obviously made with the help of some secret method and is difficult to erase.

"This technique can lead to the ghost nest in the underworld. You can't escape..."

Yan Baifei has aged visibly to the naked eye. It can be seen that using this technique and sacrificing soul blood repeatedly has done too much damage to him.

"This technique was also taught to you by the Ling Palace, right?"

Tang Fan snorted coldly, he had already seen the origin of this technique.

"So what, you have no chance! You...should never have given me a chance!"

Yan Baifei's face was full of ridicule. He felt that if Tang Fan hadn't been fighting and let the Gu Ying Legion attack in groups from the beginning, he would have been killed long ago.

"If ghosts practice magic, then I will use the way of heaven..."

Just when Tang Fan was about to use his incomplete thought of the galaxy, his heart suddenly trembled and he thought of something.

He immediately took out a flying sword that was completely black and emitted a strange light from the Qiankun Bag.

The Yu family’s mysterious sword!

Tang Fan raised the Mysterious Demon Sword and murmured in his heart: "You have the same name as Zhan Tian, ​​but the difference is that you have demonic intent and evil aura inside. I think you can use this spell to deal with this evil heretic!"

"kill!"

Tang Fan's entire cultivation level poured into the Xuan Mo Sword, and he slashed towards the black whirlpool!

"Buzz buzz..."
Chapter completed!