The young man in purple shivered for a moment, his face was pale and colorless, and there were some wrinkles.

As the black net came, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and the magic tricks in his hand changed. The huge black net immediately shrank and was caught in his hand.

"Fairy Phantom Spirit, this person is terrible, so why don't you join forces with me to deal with him."

The young man in purple was panicked and was extremely afraid of Yang Fan's strength. He hurriedly retreated with the fairy of Phantom Spirit.

"What else can I fight? Take it away quickly!"

Fairy Huanling gave him annoyed look and ordered the monks of his sect to retreat.

What!

The attitude of the fairy in Phantom Spirit made the young man in purple frown frightened and said sneered and mocked: "It's just an early-stage monk. You and I join forces to deal with it. Why run away?"

"Hmph, I'm going to die, you go by yourself."

After the magical consciousness of the Phantom Spirit Fairy had finished transmitting the voice, she led the sect cultivators to escape.

Who is he?

Suddenly, the young man in purple realized that he had overlooked a very important thing.

The fairy Phantom Spirit seemed to know the other party's identity and origin, but she didn't even have the courage to fight, so she ran away decisively.

Even ordinary cultivators in the middle stage of Nascent Soul have no such deterrence.

"I want to run? No one of you can escape today."

A hint of joking and narrow-mindedness appeared at the corner of Yang Fan's mouth.

Scream-

The green light marks under his feet trembled, turning into afterimages, and suddenly pulled the distance closer.

Even if he does not use the acceleration magic weapon, his speed is faster than that of the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

After a few breaths, he flew into the sky of everyone.

"run!"

The young man in purple hesitated for a moment and ran away decisively.

Just because of the trick Yang Fan showed just now, it was definitely not something he could handle.

Bang!

A fan made of golden feather bone stem suddenly appeared in Yang Fan's hand.

The golden feather fan emits a stream of oppression and deterrence of the aura of divine beasts, and the creatures in the area all felt the terrifying aura.

"That's...Pengyu Fan!!"

The magical fairy's spiritual consciousness discovered Yang Fan's movements, and his eyes were shocked.

Pull it~~

Yang Fan suddenly waved the peng feather fan in his hand, and a powerful and unstoppable hurricane suddenly raged for several miles. The wind and clouds of the world changed color, and the clouds scattered in a blast, and it suddenly became dark.

The hurricane was fierce and violent, and could tear apart the metal and iron. Wherever it passed, everything was tangled into pieces.
Chapter completed!