Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

"Boom!"

The two touched, and a roar came out, and in the void trembling, the pitch-black stick shadow collapsed, and the ring magic circle shook violently, so that the progress of condensation slowed down, but if you want it to completely collapse, the power of this high-grade magic weapon alone is obviously not enough.

Du Fan waved the ghost guide stick, infused with mana, and frantically smashed into the ring magic circle, while thinking in his heart about his current situation, whether he could still urge the Shangshan Ruoshui Sword to strike with all his strength and be fine.

As early as a year ago, in order to escape from the peerless killing array laid by the evil cultivation organization, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of mana, and slashed out the Shangshan Ruoshui Sword twice in a row, although he finally escaped, but several magic spins in his body were reduced by as much as half at once, and then he basically lived a tired life, so he never had time to reshape the magic spins.

In fact, with his current cultivation and mana condensation thickness, as well as the four small half-magic vortices in the sea of qi, it would not be a problem to urge the Shangshan Ruoshui Sword with all his strength, the key was that after one blow, what would he become?

"No matter, let's collapse this teleportation circle first!" After the ghost guide stick was blown, Du Fan's wrist flicked, and he was about to take out the Shangshan Ruoshui Sword and launch a thunderous blow.

But at this moment, an illusory big hand reached out from the magic circle and went straight to Du Fan to grab it.

Du Fan's face changed slightly, he took the sword slowly, and held the ghost guide stick. Swing out again.

The Infinite Stick Shadow smashed out. and the oncoming big hand slammed together. Immediately, there was a low, muffled sound.

The pitch-black stick shadow only lasted for a breath, and then collapsed under the strong squeeze of the big hand, and then the power of the big hand flourished, and it pressed down towards Du Fangai again without stopping for a moment, and at the same time, the weak figure of a white-haired old woman loomed in the magic circle.

Du Fan glanced at the powerful big hand, and then glanced at the old woman in the magic circle, without saying a word. The foot on the star suddenly unfolded, moving left and right, the afterimage said, the trail was strange, no matter how the big hand changed the direction, it could not get close to it.

After a while, Du Fan avoided the big hand again, and the ghost guide stick shook suddenly, and a pitch-black stick shadow swept out, and the evil wind howled. The figure of the old woman who went straight to the circle swept over.

"Young, senior. You...... Looking for it, dead ......" The cold and hoarse voice came from the old woman's mouth, probably because it had not been completely transmitted, there was a space difference, so her voice was intermittent, fluttering, and a little unreal.

When the pitch-black stick shadow swept over the old woman's illusory body, it seemed to hit the air, without the slightest sense of strength, but it made the old woman's already condensed figure fade again.

Du Fan kept moving, and threw a stick with his backhand at the big hand that was chasing after him.

When the shadow of the stick and the big hand touched together, the moment they restrained each other, Du Fan turned around suddenly, bullied up, quickly came to the front of the big hand, and quickly made a few very strange movements, a burst of angry bear roar came out of the void, and when the eight directions echoed, three huge yellow bears rushed out, and slammed into the big hand at three different angles.

After a series of earth-shattering loud noises, the big hand that poked out of the circle finally broke up with the three yellow bears in no particular order.

Du Fan exhaled lightly, and was about to face the magic circle with all his might, but a trace of danger rose in his heart for no reason.

Almost subconsciously, his arm instantly turned and put the ghost guide stick horizontally behind him.

"Dang!"

A sword aura struck, striking the ghost guide stick, and a sharp and piercing metallic sound sounded.

Du Fan's body shook, only to feel a strange force coming from the ghost stick in his hand, and the stirring of the internal organs turned over the river and the sea, making him suddenly have a long-lost feeling of wanting to vomit, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Du Fan's figure staggered, like a tumbling ball, and it was planted more than a hundred zhang away from the direction of the magic circle.

When he stabilized his body and looked back, his face immediately sank.

In the circular circle, the figure of the white-haired old woman did not know when it was completely condensed, and at this moment she was holding an ebony cane, and she moved under her feet, and walked out of the circle in an instant, with a gloomy and cold face, and stepped towards Du Fan step by step.

"If you know each other, you can be caught, and you can avoid some flesh and skin suffering. The old woman said coldly.

"If you know each other, where do you come from, where do you go back, you can live a few more years. Du Fan sneered at each other and fought-for-tat.

The enemy between the two sides is already obvious, it is impossible to be good, and it is useless to be soft and forgive, he naturally will not be polite in words, and the other party should be the kind of high-minded person on weekdays, he scolds like this, maybe it can disturb his mind, and bring unexpected results to the next big war.

The white-haired old woman's eyes were cold, and she didn't say more, her left foot lifted and fell suddenly.

At this moment, in Du Fan's mind, there was a sudden buzzing, as if someone was beating a drum nearby, which shook his eyes.

The old woman's right foot was raised, and the second step fell.

At the same time, in Du Fan's mind, it was like a thunderbolt exploding, and a sound ten times stronger than before roared and echoed, making his face pale, and his chest rose and fell, almost spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The old woman's left foot was raised again, and she saw that the third step was about to fall.

"Ahh

Du Fan looked up to the sky and roared, endured his physical discomfort, held the ghost guide stick, and smashed it towards the other party in the air, and at the same time the other hand quickly pinched the trick, high in the sky, a little golden light emerged, gathering and condensing, instantly outlining the outline of a golden Buddha.

Countless pitch-black stick shadows joined together, tearing through the void and sweeping straight towards the old woman.

"Little Doyle!" the old woman snorted coldly, and her left foot fell instantly.

This time, there was no loud echo in Du Fan's mind, but the shadows of the sticks prompted by the ghost stick, and the golden Buddha condensed in the sky, collapsed in an instant and turned into invisible.

Taking advantage of this gap, Du Fan's figure flickered, and the golden crane on his body was surrounded by phantoms, and he went straight to the old woman, and at the same time, under his feet, step by step, a cloud, as if a lotus was born step by step, supporting him, pushing the speed to the extreme.

This technique is adapted from the martial arts light body technique, and it is performed with the crane opera, which is comparable to the extreme speed of the middle of the Yuan Infant.

The old woman raised her right foot, and when she was about to fall, Du Fan seemed to turn into a golden lightning, and in an instant, the thick and dark ghost guide stick smashed down on her head, this time, there was no mana fluctuation on it, although it was only a physical blow, but with an incomparable terrifying force, everywhere it passed, the void became distorted.

The corner of the white-haired old woman's eyes jumped, her withered arms suddenly waved, and her ebony cane was in the air.

"Bang!" The next moment, the ghost stick smashed on the ebony cane, and a loud roar resounded in all directions.

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