Even if they are several miles apart, the pair of golden wings are so dazzling and even clear.

There were hundreds of monks watching the battle on both sides. Under the dazzling visual impact, they were shocked and cold sweat spilled out of their hands.

After the Peng Feather Fan formed the golden wings, Yang Fan's body turned into a golden arc, and his speed almost doubled, and he shot towards Zixin Zhenren like lightning.

Zi Xin was really shocked, and her body turned into layers of purple phantoms again.

The opponent's speed has been stable enough to suppress him, and it is difficult to dodge at all.

Yang Fan sneered and actually rushed into the purple phantom. The wings behind him suddenly shook, and he turned into a golden arc light with his body, which was dazzling and cold.

Scream-

The true and false body of Zi Xin Zhenren was swept into the golden arc at the same time, and all the phantoms disappeared, and the true body was even almost pierced by the sharpness, and the defense layer trembled violently.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Fan suddenly slashed out with his single palm, and the green life species in his body suddenly contracted, and the air was suppressed.

Smack~~~

The power of this palm was almost about to surpass the level of a great monk. The air shook, and a yellow-green light broke the Zixin Zhenren away, shattering the defense shield, and spit out a mouthful of blood in the air.

Zi Xin Zhenren's face was pale, and she felt that her body was almost collapsed, and her internal organs were about to break. Only under the protection of powerful magic power can she keep her body immortal.

Swish!

Without hesitation, he held the dragon purple sword in his hand and turned into a purple cloud, sweeping towards the sky.

"Want to run?"

Yang Fan's face showed a sarcastic look, his wings shook, and his body shook, and he saw a golden light flashing, following like a shadow, chasing him.

In terms of speed, Yang Fan was more successful, and it was unlikely that Zi Xin Zhenren wanted to escape.

Even if the other party uses secret techniques, Yang Fan can still catch up with Xiangyun boots that accelerate more powerfully.

Zi Xin Zhenren gritted his teeth, and the purple dragon sword in his hand released a dazzling purple lightning, which attached to his whole body, greatly increasing his speed, and suddenly jumped a hundred feet away. With his energy, he was greatly injured and distanced from Yang Fan.

Yang Fan smiled sarcastically and also offered Xiangyun boots, which flashed twice in a row, and then nearly one hundred feet at a time.

Zi Xin Zhenren was shocked. Before he could react, his body was entangled with a black snake shadow, and his whole body felt numb.
Chapter completed!