Chapter 340 The Magic Sword Shows Power

"Don't succeed!"

Seeing Yang Fan killing his fellow disciples, the two golden elixirs of Zifa Youth and the middle-aged monk were shocked and angry.

Amid the roar and the rapid whistling, they flew towards Yang Fan. The purple-haired young man controlled the majestic black demon cloud and rolled away, as he faced Yang Fan.

The middle-aged monk sacrificed a short black metal rod, and poured deep demonic energy into his hand. With a "buzz", the short black metal rod flashed with black light, and it became thicker and longer out of thin air.

In an instant, this short metal rod stretched ten feet apart, and the front radius was three feet.

Puff—

With a wave of a stick, it can be said to be shocking the world and the ghosts and gods, and the sound is vast. This is also a heavy magic weapon, similar to Yang Fan's Fangtian Jinsing Brick.

Under the joint attack of two powerful golden elixirs, how dare Yang Fan fight head-on, and once again used the "Silver Light Flash Technique" and moved to twenty feet away in an instant.

Boom boom!

The attacks of the two powerful Jindan masters were all lost, and several large pits appeared on the ground, with a terrible pitfall.

"Hateful, this kid actually has such an auxiliary treasure, and his power is not inferior to the legendary 'Wind Boots'."

The purple-haired young man and the middle-aged monk looked at each other, with a look of horror in his eyes.

When Yang Fan used the "Silver Light Flash Technique", a silver arc flashed through the void under his feet, which was elusive and free to advance and retreat.

With Xiangyun boots in hand, Yang Fan was already invincible. It is easy to imagine how difficult it is for one or two Golden Pill monks to kill Yang Fan.

If he intentionally wants to escape, even if four or five powerful Jindan masters chase after him, he will be useless unless a great Jindan monk takes action.

However, the number of great Jindan cultivators is rare among the high-level Jindan cultivators.

"Ahhh!"

Yang Fan flew to the other side, and in an understatement, he killed two Foundation Establishment cultivators in the air with the powerful palm power of the Nine Nether Demonic Technique.

The Nine Nether Demonic Art is a magic skill that shocks ancient and modern times, allowing Yang Fan to surpass his or her strength and possesses an extremely terrifying Nether Demonic Flame. It is too easy to kill one or two strong men in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

call out--

In the field, a silver light was seen flying in the void from time to time. The monks of the ancient demon sect were wiped out mercilessly and screamed in pain.

"Everyone retreated behind us."

The purple-haired young man's eyes turned cold and he gave an order, he flew towards the remaining two Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

How could Yang Fan make them happy? The Xiangyun boots under his feet trembled rapidly. In terms of speed, he was faster than the purple-haired young man.

"hateful!"

A sharp light flashed in the purple-haired young man's eyes, he took back the rolling black demon cloud, and a silver moon sickle appeared in his hand.

Puff—

The Silver Moon Scythe turned into a shadow of the void and slashed into Yang Fan in the blink of an eye, with an extremely terrifying speed.

Yang Fan had just flashed over and felt a crisis. The Silver Moon Scythe was too fast and probably was a powerful attack weapon.

His face sternly, and he sacrificed the Xuan Yin Treasure Fan in his hand, with a horizontal cube in front of him.

Ding ~~

In a hurry, Yang Fan caught the purple-haired young man's silver moon sickle. The two intersected and made a harsh sound of gold and iron clashing, sparks flew everywhere.

Under this situation, Yang Fan's body swayed in the void without retreating, and took it back. This was much better than the last time he dealt with Senior Sister Jin in the middle stage of Jindan.

"How is it possible... He is an early monk who took my full blow without any damage."

The purple-haired young man was secretly shocked, but when he found out that the magic weapon in Yang Fan's hand was actually a medium-grade magic weapon, he felt a little better.

The classification of magic weapons is more complex and is divided into nine grades:

Grade one to three are the lower-grade magic weapons; grade four to six are the middle-grade magic weapons; grade seven to nine are the top-grade magic weapons, or some rare ancient treasures.

Low-grade magic weapons are all affiliated with ordinary magic weapons. Cultivators in the early and middle stages of the Golden Elixir generally own them.

As for the fourth-grade magic weapon above the fourth-grade level, only Jindan cultivators can possess it.

As for the rare top-level magic weapons or ancient treasures, they are all in the hands of the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage.

"Medium-grade magic weapon..."

Another mid-stage Jindan cultivator was also extremely surprised. A cultivator who had just entered the Jindan stage had magic weapons of more than four levels, which really made him envious.

Puff—

When these two powerful golden elixirs came back to their senses, Yang Fan passed by a "Silver Light Flash Technique". With a slight wave of the Xuan Seal Fan in his hand, a shadow swept across the last two Foundation Establishment cultivators.

This time, it was too late to scream. Under the Xuan Yin Bao Fan, the last two Foundation Establishment Cultivators were immediately crushed to pieces.

When Yang Fan was using the Xuan Yin Treasure Fan, he injected the essence of the Demonic Tao, which was extremely powerful.

What a powerful power...

The fat middle-aged monk was secretly shocked and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

If he was in a single-on-one situation, he thought he would definitely not be able to beat Shi Qianhan.

Judging from the strength Shi Qianhan showed at this moment, he could almost compete with the mid-stage Jindan cultivator.

"The next one is you!"

Yang Fan shouted coldly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, staring at the middle-aged Jindan monk.

ah!

The middle-aged Golden Elixir has a high level, and my heart has trembled and I have already felt the desire to retreat.

"Go together and kill him!"

The purple-haired young man had murderous intent in his eyes. He angrily shouted, waved the silver moon sickle, and turned into a black sickle blade. His voice was astonishing and he covered Yang Fan.

Swish!

Yang Fan immediately moved twenty feet, but was still swept by the black sickle blade.

Fortunately, even if he formed green grass armor on his body, his qi and blood in his body were turbulent and he returned to normal.

call out--

His speed increased dramatically, and he rushed towards the middle-aged Jindan monk.

This person is weak, and Yang Fan is more confident of killing him.

"Don't be afraid, we will attack us from front to back!"

The purple-haired young man chased after him and sent a voice to his companion's spiritual sense.

The middle-aged Jindan monk suppressed the fear in his heart, and the short black rod in his hand turned into twenty feet long again, and waved it down with a bang.

Yang Fan waved the Xuan Yin Bao Fan and blocked the shocking black long stick.

clang!

The powerful power of the Xuan Yin Bao Fan burst out like a mountain torrent under the activation of the Nine Nether Demonic Technique, and suddenly swept the black metal giant rod.

The middle-aged Jindan monk felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, his qi and blood were churning, and he was almost injured.

However, this battle also left him completely helpless and his team was in chaos.

Huh--

At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from behind, and several black sickle lights slashed.

The purple-haired young man chased after him.

Yang Fan seemed to be ready, and waved his hand gently, and a silver-armored puppet blocked behind him.

At the same time, a three-foot crystal snake jumped out of his wrist and flew to the shoulders of the silver-armored guard.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding-

The attacks of the purple-haired youth were mostly restrained.

Yang Fan took this opportunity and suddenly jumped forward, then his magic power in his body instantly circulated and injected into Xiangyun boots.

In an instant, one of Yang Fan's feet turned into a phantom, and silver light and black light intertwined.

Brush bang bang bang-

In the blink of an eye, Yang Fan used the Nine Nether Demonic Art's legs and kicked seven or eight times.

Thousand Mountain Phantom Foot: Injecting mana into Xiangyun Boots in specific ways and magic tricks can increase the speed of legs and feet several times in an instant, and burst out powerful and terrifying power. It can be used to attack enemies or travel through various geographical environments.

Yang Fan instantly kicked seven or eight feet with an incredible speed, but his target was the long black metal rod in the hands of the middle-aged monk.

Bang bang bang bang bang—

The middle-aged Jindan monk was in a miserable state. His hand holding a long black stick was immediately shattered. The continuous powerful force shook into his body, causing him to be injured immediately and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Dang!

Finally, the magic weapon in his hand came out of his hand and fell to the ground.
To be continued...