This boot can actually bring effects similar to the movement and escape technique!

Moreover, after putting on these boots, Yang Fan's speed was twice as fast as he was smaller.

Such top-quality magic boots are almost second only to the "Yangfeng Boots" they wear, and Zhuo Jing was even more moved.

The glazed cold crystal snake, the square sky gold chirping brick, the unknown ancient treasure black fan, and the pair of "Xiangyun boots", Zhuo Jing's eyes at Yang Fan became even hotter.

As long as you kill this son, your gains will be greater than those who kill the other monks.

call out!

Zhuo Jing resisted the continuous attacks of the monks around him, staring at Yang Fan and refused to let go.

Whether it is because of personal hatred or personal interests, Yang Fan is his primary target for killing.

Swish!

The silver arc of light flashed in the void. At every critical moment, Yang Fan would use Xiangyun boots' movement and escape from Zhuo Jing's attack.

"Hmph, I don't believe your mana can support continuous transfer."

Zhuo Jing sneered secretly, determined to waste Yang Fan to death.

The magical powers of escape techniques require a greater load on the body and consume a huge amount of mana.

He concluded that Yang Fan could not hold on for too long.

Dingding bang bang...

The monks around him launched continuous attacks on Zhuo Jing, but he was always in a high-speed movement state, and most of the attacks were lost, and a small number of attacks could not pose a threat to him.

With his abnormal recovery, Yang Fan actually spent half an hour with Zhuo Jing.

"How is this possible... this boy's sustainability is so terrible. Could it be that he has any secret treasures?"

Zhuo Jing couldn't help but grit his teeth.

He was not in his best condition at this moment. He was always facing attacks from monks and his mana was consumed 40% to 50%.

If this continues, he will not be able to waste Yang Fan.

At some point, his body suddenly paused, his eyes fixed on another delicate and pretty woman.

Butterfly lotus.

Zhuo Jing's heart suddenly moved and he immediately made up his mind.

"No!" Yang Fan's expression changed and he hurriedly said to Hu Fei: "Protect her."

After saying that, he flashed rapidly and pinched out three talismans in his hand.

"Haha!" Zhuo Jingchang laughed and attacked Butterfly Lotus like lightning. He slapped her from the air, and a gentle force was covering her. It was obvious that he wanted to capture Butterfly Lotus alive to threaten Yang Fan to submit.

"stop!"

Hu Fei waved the ancient treasure mace from his hand from the air, and a huge mace phantom cut off Zhuo Jing's attack method on his head. A "boom" sound came, and the powerful shock wave knocked the Butterfly Lotus out.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

At this time, three talismans in Yang Fan's hand shot out, and only the sound of "boom boom boom" was heard. Three huge icebergs fell from the sky, carrying a powerful ice and cold aura towards Zhuo Jing.

The illusion carried by Bingyun Huanshan can be ignored by Zhuo Jing at all, and Yang Fan just wanted to delay him for a moment.

"Stop him!"

Yang Fan quickly told Li Hongfei and others.

call out!

Li Hongfei rushed over immediately after Hu Fei, shooting out four or five third-level talismans in his hand, and a violent storm instantly blocked the space between Zhuo Jing and Butterfly Lian.

“Run…”

Butterfly Lotus rushed towards the distance.

"A sub-plan!"

Zhuo Jing's magic tricks were constantly changing, and a crazy spinning blue light ball condensed in his palm.

"go!"

The blue light ball came out of his hand and then suddenly exploded. A violent and raging blue storm immediately flooded dozens of feet in a radius, and all spell attacks were annihilated.

call out--

He took this opportunity and the green light under his feet trembled violently, pushing him out of the chaotic area, leaving the chaotic area, and continuing to chase Butterfly Lotus.

"Leave!"

The sound of breaking through the air came from behind, and Yang Fan flashed behind him, and a silent black whip shadow shot out from his hand.

Whoosh ~

Yang Fan suddenly used the mysterious black whip and immediately wrapped around Zhuo Jing's naked feet.

"What?"

Zhuo Jing's body became numb, and he stood stiff for a moment. He turned his head and looked at Yang Fan in disbelief.

At this moment, the mysterious black whip in Yang Fan's hand stretched one or two feet long, wrapped around his feet naked, and tightened it together with the defensive layer on his body.

A circle of light black light extended from the black whip and penetrated into Zhuo Jing's body. He felt the loss of essence and blood in his body, and at the same time his body fell into slight paralysis and poisonous energy entered his body.

"Phantom Spirit Bloodsucking Snake Whip?!!" Zhuo Jing looked shocked: "How could this thing be in your hands? What is your relationship with the Poison King?"

After seeing this whip, Zhuo Jing's expression changed drastically, and the expression on his face was even more embarrassing.

Phantom Spirit Bloodsucking Snake Whip? Poison King?

Yang Fan was slightly stunned.

This mysterious black whip was obtained from the hunchbacked old man in Yihe Village. The mysterious old man claimed to be a pharmacist. He was injured by a powerful high-level attack and has never recovered. His body was lost little by little, and he could only live in seclusion in an independent place in the world.

Could it be that the hunchbacked old man is the poison king mentioned by Zhuo Jing. This mysterious black whip is called "Phantom Spirit Bloodsucking Snake Whip"?

Yang Fan was frightened. You should know that Zhuo Jing was reborn in the body, and before taking over the body, he was even promoted to the Nascent Soul stage. The person who could make him look shy, was obviously not an ordinary person.

"Hmph! What's the snake whip poisonous king?" Yang Fan sneered: "You can leave your life here today!"

Regarding the hunchbacked old man, Yang Fan abides with his promise to the other party and will not disclose information about him.

At this moment, Zhuo Jing, Hu Fei and others rushed over one after another. Seeing the black whip in Yang Fan's hand wrapped around Zhuo Jing, his face showed surprise, and he quickly seized the time to come here.

"But Zhuo misjudged your strength and capital..."

Zhuo Jing took a deep breath, his magic power surged, and he immediately broke free from the Phantom Spirit Bloodsucking Snake Whip.

Yang Fan's heart burst into pieces. How could he let him succeed? He frantically injected magic into the black whip.

In the past, if it were ordinary monks, they were entangled by the phantom spirit blood-sucking snake whip and had almost no resistance. After all, Zhuo Jing was a high-level master of powerful magical powers, and he had the tendency to break free from the black whip.

go!

Yang Fan waved his other hand suddenly, and the green treasure tripod roared over, and when his head hooded towards Zhuo Jing, he divided some of his magic power.

However, even in this case, Zhuo Jing broke free from the black whip, which took only a few breaths.

"Go to die!"

At this moment, Hu Fei rushed over, and a "boom" mace in his hand hit Zhuo Jing's defense layer, causing him to shake.

Swallowing!

The other monks rushed over one by one, and attacked continuously and bombarded.

Zhuo Jing's face turned stern, and he didn't expect that he would fall into such a dangerous situation again, and all this came from Yang Yaoshi in front of him.

Swish!

He took out the water-blue dense scroll, and a soft water-blue light cover condensed around him, resisting the attacks of the monks.

"break!"

Zhuo Jing roared angrily, and the magic power surged out of his body, finally breaking free from the Phantom Spirit Bloodsucking Snake Whip.

Yang Fan felt cold in his heart, and he fell to the ground. His eyebrows suddenly broke open, and a drop of blood was shot out, which splashed onto the Phantom Spirit Bloodsucking Snake Whip.

In an instant, a strange wave came from the blood-sucking black whip. The whip twisted in the void like a poisonous snake, and a thrilling power came.

Judging from its momentum, the strength of this spirit-turning poisonous snake faintly touched a higher level.

"Suffer to die!"

Zhuo Jing went from top to bottom, and the Xuangang Treasure Fan waved towards Yang Fan.

Then, the twisted poisonous snake blocked Yang Fan with a "swoosh", just in time for the huge fan-shaped phantom.

Bang!

The fan-shaped phantom burst open, and the powerful power attacked, which still caused Yang Fan to be seriously injured.

Zhuo Jing was overjoyed and took advantage of the victory to pursue. The protective shield formed by the secret scroll took over the attacks of the other monks, and it was already much dimmed at this moment.

Yang Fan retreated quickly, and suddenly waved his hand, and two iron armored guards suddenly appeared in front of him.
To be continued...