A black cry resounded through the sky.

Grandma Tong, at her most ecstatic moment, the vest suddenly felt cold, and suddenly it was like a basin of cold water poured on her head, and her whole body was cold.

Suddenly looking back, I saw a dark figure, bent his fingers into a claw and grabbed it, behind him, a three-legged golden crow with two wings across the sky, standing in the void, covering the sky under the terrifying figure, the air of the world was fully revealed.

"It's you!"

Seeing Zhang Fantong's grandmother's face, she thought that it was a Sect Master who had concealed her divine sense sneak attack, but she didn't want it to be him.

If it was an ordinary foundation building period monk, she would naturally not enter her old man's eyes, but Zhang Fan was different, when he said, because of the oppression of the other party's Sect Master Jiedan and the factor of not wanting to cause a big war, she watched this person come and go in the stone house, how not to remember it vividly.

Zhang Fan didn't mean to talk to her at all, the spiritual power in his body and his external appearance were all used to the extreme, and a claw slowly poked out.

At this time, after such a long period of adjustment and brewing, whether it is mental or physical state, he has reached the true peak state, except for the mobilization of the true power of the sun in the triple heavens, otherwise such a blow will be his strongest strength.

With a whistling sound in the sky, the huge claws of the three-legged golden crow overlapped with Zhang Fan's palm, and a terrifying scream broke out in an instant, and golden-red flames rushed out into the sky.

The golden crow god claw grabbed it with a bang.

The timing of Zhang Fan's attack at this time is really wonderful, the sword soul and Grandma Tong, the magic weapon and the sword soul, the three are at a delicate distance, no matter which side they are, they can't tolerate the slightest slack.

Grandma Tong was just taken aback, and when she glanced back, the purple lightning pillar in her hand was slightly weaker, and the giant sword transformed by the sword soul immediately regained its momentum, and instantly approached a distance.

Seeing this, Grandma Tong dared to slack off, and at the same time secretly strengthened her strength while complaining bitterly, barely maintaining the situation from further corruption.

At this time, it is impossible for her to even withdraw her hand to avoid it, as long as the purple light pillar dissipates, it will not even take a thousandth of the time to snap her fingers, the sword soul will inevitably pierce him, and it will be the body of the Sect Master of Jiedan, and he will not die and peel off the skin.

With a secret hatred in her heart, Grandma Tong reluctantly pulled out a hand, waved it back, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to concentrate on the sword soul in front of her.

It's normal for her to think like this, a small foundation-building monk, a casual blow is enough to kill him more than ten times.

With a wave of his sleeve, the sky was full of purple electric light, surging like a flood, and the sound of thunder was endless, as if he wanted to annihilate Zhang Fan's entire body in it.

Zhang Fan's face was reflected purple in an instant, but he did not show the slightest panic, but a little bit of not surprised and happy, and the last trace of worry in his heart was put down, and there was no more obstacles.

"The big picture is decided!"

"You're dead!"

At that moment, Grandma Tong made a wrong choice, and she also buried her last trace of life.

In fact, this kind of response is normal, anyone, in the face of a mosquito bite, will subconsciously shoot it to death, and it is impossible to shrink into the turtle shell to defend.

At this time, if Grandma Tong chooses to defend with the same spiritual power, Zhang Fan may not be able to break her protection in the first place, if so, either she will miss a blow and avoid it far away while she is entangled, and then hide with the help of the black nest;

Although it was only a possibility, it still buried a thorn in Zhang Fan's heart.

Now it's different, Grandma Tong's thought of contempt has nipped all possibilities in the bud.

Zhang Fan's heart moved, the black jade pendant on his waist flashed, and a black light mask suddenly appeared, covering his whole body, and his own offensive momentum did not decrease at all, the momentum rose sharply, and the condensed black claws gradually became like substance, as if the real three-legged golden crow was resurrected, with full of unyielding indomitability, poking out a claw that resisted the world alone.

"Boom!"

The thunder in the sky slammed into the black light mask without leaking, and with a roar, the two were annihilated together.

Mo Yupei, in the eyes of Grandmaster Jiedan, was just a chicken-like existence, but at a critical moment, it played a powerful role.

In the scattered thunder light, Zhang Fan's figure pierced out, and there was no obstacle in front of him, accompanied by the sound of earth-shattering black cries, a claw broke into Grandma Tong's vest.

"What?"

Grandma Tong's face suddenly flashed with deep horror.

"How is that possible?"

As soon as this thought flashed, a tingling pain came from the vest, and the spirit was almost frightened.

She is just a Sect Master, not an iron man, if she is hit by such a claw, it will be the end of death on the spot, and there is no accident at all.

How dare you slack off now, as soon as her body moved, the thunder flashed, and she forcibly moved away from a distance of three feet.

After all, even if she reacted so quickly, she couldn't completely escape, and her entire left shoulder was almost completely shattered, and at the same time, the power of the domineering flame instantly poured into her body from the breach.

"Poof~"

A mouthful of blood immediately spurted out of her mouth, and before she left her mouth, it immediately turned into a blood mist, as if a little spark was burning, which showed how high the temperature in her body was at this time.

Grandma Tong's bad luck was not over, after receiving such a heavy blow, it was naturally impossible to control the purple electric light pillar, and almost at the same time, the light pillar collapsed, and the extremely powerful sword qi hit the chest directly.

"Boom~"

The sound of thunder suddenly appeared.

Three figures, divided into three directions, spread out.

Zhang Fan took the initiative to bounce away, and when the goal was achieved, he didn't plan to force the sword qi to be powerful.

Grandma Tong and the sword soul bounced away in reverse, and between the lightning and flint, Grandma Tong also ate a sword qi with a serious injury, and at the same time counterattacked, forcing the sword soul away.

All this, from beginning to end, was only a breath or two, and at this time, the small purple sword arrived, and with a "snort", lightning shot out and pierced into the body of the sword soul.

"Ah~"

With a scream and a roar, the sword qi collapsed all over the sky, and the sword qi and electric light in the sword soul's body competed back and forth, and the whole body was shaky, and it seemed that it would collapse in the next moment.

After receiving this blow, he was submerged in the body by the magic weapon, and the sword soul was sure to die.

However, before dying, the terrifying sword qi of its physical strength still played its last role, firmly trapping the purple little sword.

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up when he saw this, although Grandma Tong was definitely the end of the coffin, but it was always good not to face this magic weapon, and he didn't think much about it, his body moved, and he passed away suddenly.

Hundreds of zhang away, Grandma Tong sat on the ground, her arms were almost only Bai Sensen's bones, a hole between her chest and abdomen, and the flesh and blood in it were blurred, this was the masterpiece of the sword soul;

Even the Sect Master was dying at this time.

She barely raised her head, just in time to see Zhang Fan's lightning coming in, the resentment in her eyes was substantial, but she didn't even dare to say a word, just glanced at the small purple sword that was still struggling in the sword soul's body, and then a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and the whole body suddenly turned into purple lightning, and it was distorted, and it was about to fly away into the distance.

"Purple Pole Escape!"

If Zhang Fan hadn't seen the people of Shenxiaomen use this magical power, maybe it would have been possible for her to escape, but since he had seen it, how could he not be prepared.

In any case, it is said that Grandma Tong will die today, otherwise there will never be anything to say!

Zhang Fan's eyes flashed with a fierce color, and several treasures flew out of his body at the same time, and in an instant, the sky was filled with whistling sounds, and all the attacks drowned out the trace of lightning.

Strange Things, countless Five Elements Spells are overwhelming; Qiankun circle, yin and yang cut the dawn, the body is fascinated; mend the heavenly net, the sky is incomplete, I will make up for it; the great treasure is surging, the fire source is surging, thousands of fire crows are extinguished, covering the sky; ...... In an instant, Zhang Fan threw out almost all of his magic weapons, just trying to block it, as long as she delayed for a moment, she would die.

Among the five elements of spells, purple lightning is like a swimming fish, in the Qiankun circle, there is only one meal, under the net of mending the sky, it is difficult to find a trace, and thousands of fire crows cannot be stopped!

Sect Master Jiedan, the secret method of saving life, at this moment, revealed the terrifying power.

Zhang Fan's expression did not move, and there was no surprise at all.

If Grandmaster Jiedan dies so easily, is he still a grandmaster?

Zhang Fan's methods are not only like this, his eyes flashed, and he shouted twice in a row:

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The Qiankun Circle, the Sky Repair Net, the two magic weapons, the sound was stagnant, and the kung fu of a thousandth of a snap of the fingers suddenly screamed and exploded!

If you are so determined, what can't you do?

Under the self-explosion of the two superb magic weapons, the aura of the entire area was disturbed, and the Strange Thing Zhi and the Great Treasure Jian flew out upside down, and a purple figure was also blasted out of the purple lightning.

- Grandma Tong!

At this time, she looks really "grandma".

The face was full of resentment, it was difficult to hide the haggard look, and the wrinkles on the originally smooth face suddenly appeared, and they crawled all over in an instant, even if they were real old people, they did not have such an aging appearance.

The crane hair on his head also lost his luster, like weeds withering, and a moment ago, the crane hair was no longer childish, and what he saw in front of him was just a dying old man.

The seriously injured body, the secret method of essence and blood, was forcibly destroyed, she was indeed dead, and the color of despair could no longer be hidden.

Even so, Zhang Fan did not delay in the slightest, his body moved, appeared in front of Grandma Tong, and another claw, towards the dantian claw.

If this trick is successful, Jin Dan will be shattered, and death on the spot will inevitably occur.

"Let's die together!"

On the verge of despair, Grandma Tong roared wildly, and her originally depressed body suddenly kept going, and a manic spiritual power fluctuation suddenly came out of the dantian.

"Self-detonating golden pill?"

Zhang Fan's seemingly menacing, almost unstoppable figure suddenly paused, suddenly raised his head, and showed a strange smile to Grandma Tong.

"Do you think I didn't think of it?"

The huge force carried between the claws suddenly disappeared, and it turned lightly, copied and dragged on Grandma Tong's waist, and then retreated.

"You ......"

Grandma Tong's face was full of unwillingness, but Jin Dan had already blown herself up more than halfway, and she couldn't control her body at all, so she could only see Zhang Fan under her nose, tearing off the Qiankun bag and drifting away.

"No ......"

The unwilling wail was just halfway out, and a loud bang resounded throughout the sword shrine.

Grandmaster, Fall!

(To be continued)