Sen Luo's six eyes were extremely cold, and there was no human breath at all.

Immediately, the wings behind his back suddenly flapped, and the three tail bodies rushed out in an instant, chasing Du Fan directly.

"Isn't it just that the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, I really don't believe in this evil, today I want to see if it's your thick skin or my fists are hard!" Du Fan snorted coldly, and he greeted him directly in his heart.

The two met in an instant, and Sen Luo immediately swung his tail and pumped it with a cold wind.

Du Fan didn't dodge or dodge, he roared, and his right fist smashed out in the package of two layers of golden halo.

"Boom!" the black tail and the golden fist slammed together, and suddenly there was a loud noise.

The two of them were shocked, the qi and blood in their bodies tumbled, and then they both flew upside down under a majestic strange force.

On the way back to Du Fan, he pinched the magic trick with one hand, and immediately, in the sky, a little golden light appeared in an instant, and under the gathering and condensation, a golden Buddha the size of ten zhang manifested out.

But I saw this golden Buddha crossed his knees and sealed, spitting Sanskrit, and the treasure was solemn.

Suddenly, the Golden Buddha's eyes opened, and when two beams of golden light burst out from his eyes, the Golden Buddha's sitting posture remained unchanged, but his body fell instantly, the momentum was strong and heavy, like a mountain flying from the sky, and he sat on the three heads of Sen Luo.

"Whew!"

A long roar came from the mouth of the crocodile in Sen Luo's three heads, and then a silver snake erupted, which was composed of countless slender silky electric lights, and as soon as Fang was exposed to the air, it suddenly burst open, directly blasting the ten-zhang golden Buddha to pieces.

At the right time. A vague figure flickered several times one after another, and he saw Du Fan ghostly appear behind Sen Luo, and he didn't say a word. A sword wound on the opponent's tail is a punch.

"Bang!" After the blow, in mid-air, flesh and blood sprayed, scales flew sideways, Sen Luo's tail was wounded and wounded, and the gap left by the Shangshan Ruoshui Sword was a little deeper, and the body at both ends of the gap was left with a layer of epidermis and some flesh tendons.

"Roar!" Sen Luo's three heads gulped. Let out a bitter howl.

The next moment, the two extra claws under his ribs moved, and suddenly he grasped the two giant hammers that appeared out of thin air. Then he turned around suddenly, and the two giant hammers immediately beckoned to Du Fan.

Du Fan flicked his wrist, and the ghost lead stick flashed, whistling. A large pitch-black stick shadow mixed with countless hideous ghost heads swept out.

After a roar. The magic effects of the giant hammer and the ghost rod in Senluo's claws disappeared at the same time.

"Whoosh!" Du Fan's figure flashed, and appeared above Sen Luo's head in an instant, and under the wild dance of the ghost stick, the black stick shadow in the sky tore through the void, and pressed down with supreme power.

However, he didn't care about it for no reason, and his figure flashed again, and he returned to the place where he had just stood.

Just in Senluo, the three heads looked up in unison. When they spew out silver snakes, swords, and poisons, they fight against the shadow of the stick. Du Fan aimed at the wound on the opponent's tail, and turned his hands into fists, like two machetes, cutting horizontally with a dazzling golden light.

"Poof!" this time, Sen Luo was not spared, and a long tail broke out of his body and smashed down to the ground.

"Boom, boom, boom......" It was only at this time that the duel above Sen Luo's head ended in a roar, mixed with the terrible sound of three heads.

Du Fan took a big step, came to the front of Sen Luo in a flash, and when he punched out, he hit the opponent's heart.

Suddenly, Sen Luo's arm, which was covered with black scales, was raised extremely quickly and protected in front of him, and with a "bang", it collided with Du Fan's golden fist.

With a "click" sound, the scales on Sen Luo's arm cracked a large piece, and the flesh and blood inside could be seen.

After Du Fan's blow, he only felt that his arm was numb, and there was a trace of blood oozing out of the surface of his skin, but he ignored it, and rushed out again without stopping for a moment.

Sen Luo raised his other arm, and instead of blocking, he threw the same punch.

"Boom!" the two fists slammed together, and a loud bang was immediately heard.

"Click...... The scales on Sen Luo's fist first shattered, then fell off, and finally the flesh sprayed.

Du Fan's fist was also a blur of flesh and blood, and the five phalanges were almost all shattered, but he didn't snort, and his body shook and appeared behind Sen Luo as if he was moving, and the other intact fist was aimed at the humanoid head in the middle of Sen Luo, and it suddenly blasted out.

"Bang!" Sen Luo was unprepared, and the humanoid head burst open like a watermelon, and in an instant, the blood mist sprayed, brains splattered, and broken bones flew sideways.

Sen Luo's body stiffened, as if he had lost the ability to control his body all of a sudden, and even the remaining two monster heads showed a confused look in an instant, and his eyes were straight and without his look.

Of course, this was only temporary, and the next moment, the aura on Sen Luo's body showed a sign of imminent recovery.

Du Fan naturally didn't leave the other party time to recover, raised his hand and made a move, and the ghost lead stick suspended not far away immediately shot, and after being caught by him, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, "bang" the two sticks went down, and smashed the remaining two heads of Sen Luo.

At this moment, Sen Luo has become a miserable monster with no head and no tail.

As the three heads exploded one after another, the black scales on Sen Luo's body showed signs of fading.

At the same time, the mana in Du Fan's body gushed out wildly, constantly pouring into the ghost stick, and after a blur of his arm, a large area of pitch-black stick shadows vented out, and in the howl of the ghost crying wolf, he drowned the headless and tailless Sen Luo in it.

A series of explosions came from the shadow of the stick, but there was no longer the slightest sound from Senluo.

Seeing this scene, Du Fan didn't dare to be careless at all, and between his hands, a billowing black mist rose from his heavenly spirit cover, and after a period of twisting and transformation, it turned into four ghost creatures hovering over each other, showing the appearance of jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards respectively.

"Go!" Du Fan shouted, pointing at the same time.

In mid-air, jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards circled one by one, and immediately swooped down, all of which disappeared into the dark shadows......

After a long time, the wind and rain stopped, and the shadow of the stick dissipated, and there was only a blue Qiankun ring inside, and there was nothing else.

Du Fan's divine thoughts were swept several times, and he finally determined that the other party's mental fluctuations had completely disappeared, and then he took a long breath.

He raised his hand and made a move, and ingested the blue Qiankun ring into his hand through the air.

Just when Du Fan separated a wisp of divine thought and was about to investigate the Qiankun Ring, his face changed suddenly, and he said secretly: Not good! )