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After listening to these words, Guan knew that it must be the strongest move of this guy.

It must be awesome, awesome to invincible existence.

For a time, the situation of the world changed.

The middle-aged man laughed, "Boy, you really have sharp teeth. Unfortunately, I don't know if you can laugh later."

After finishing speaking, he immediately threw away the crutches and turned into stick crutches, just like Monkey King's Ruyi Golden Cudgel, with a pinch, it became bigger in an instant, and a ball of flame exploded, turning into a blazing stick.

The volley attack came, and in an instant, the entire sky above Qin Fan and the others was covered in fiery red.

The original blue sky and white clouds suddenly turned into a sea of ​​flames.

Qin Fan cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, how can you play it? This skill is too perverted, it's impossible to fight at all."

As he spoke, Qin Fan secretly touched Chen Ajiao who was standing aside with his elbow.

"Hey, what do you think of this matter? Is there a way to resolve it?"

Chen Ajiao crossed her arms, frowned slightly, and snorted coldly: "It depends on your performance. If you don't have self-confidence, the only choice left for us is to die."

Hehe, Chen Ajiao is very open-minded, but with her strength, there is really nothing she can do.

But her attitude towards death was a bit beyond Qin Fan's imagination.

Xueba is Xueba, even in the face of death, he is still so calm.

What a strange woman.

Huoshaoyun rolled over the head, condensed, and kept turning, and then turned into a flaming bergamot, attacking from the air.

The middle-aged man standing not far away smiled and joked, "If you kneel down and kowtow to me now, maybe I will feel better and spare you!"

Qin Fan took a big step forward, snorted coldly, and said puzzledly: "What? Spare me not to die? And then?"

Middle-aged man: "Then be my little brother, and I will guarantee you great success in the future!"

Qin Fan's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. If he was not confident just now, after the middle-aged man said this sentence, he was completely confident.

"Such a strong Taoism, I don't know if I can stand it!"

After Qin Fannan talked to himself, he turned his head to look at Chen Ajiao who was beside him, and then pushed her away more than ten meters away with his palm.

Seeing that the Fire Cloud Palm had fallen, Qin Fan had no choice but to stretch out his fist under the tremendous pressure, and used his strongest punch.

"Cloud Dispelling Palm!"

"Since you are transformed into a palm by clouds, then I will make a cloud-dispelling palm for you!"

One punch, one palm, they collided heavily, and suddenly three waves of air collided. The next second, everyone was stunned, and saw the flaming bergamot directly disintegrated, as if the ice had met the scorching sun and completely melted.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man yelled, "What the hell are you punching, what kind of palm are you calling!"

Although the flaming bergamot was pierced by Qin Fan's iron fist, the heat wave of the sun's flames instantly enveloped Qin Fan.

Qin Fan also yelled and responded, "I can call you whatever I want, then call me whatever!"

kill!

The middle-aged man let out a furious roar, and immediately rushed forward, using various Taoist techniques, each move contained great power, appearing like an angry wild wolf.

"Taoism·Divine Fist!"

With a punch, Qin Fan caught it, and the middle-aged man kicked his legs again and again, and even directly fought in close quarters. For a while, the hot light in the sky was directly pushed away by his fierce attacking moves, and a forest The cold murderous intent made people feel creepy, Qin Fan drifted back, and the five-color armor also emitted a faint light.

Obviously, for such a fierce battle, Qin Fan had to exhaust all the spiritual power in his body to join the battle.

The middle-aged man kicked the big tree beside the road, and the whole tree was kicked up by the roots, and flew into the air. This kind of power is no longer something ordinary people can possess in the state of contemplating the mirror. .

However, no matter how violent the opponent's attack was, it was easily resolved by Qin Fan.

On Qin Fan's multicolored battle armor, the two leopard-shaped patterns on his feet shined brilliantly, and his speed gave him an absolute advantage.

The boy's attacks became more and more violent and faster, "Taoism · Crazy Tiger Circle!"

Suddenly, the middle-aged man turned into several shadows, sometimes fierce tigers, sometimes wild dogs, these shadows kept spinning, forming a formation.

In the end, they gathered together and turned into an invincible ghost formation. This is the supreme skill in Taoism. For a while, Qin Fan, who had the speed blessing, was also shrouded in it.

Qin Fan hastily struck out with heavy fists. Before the Taoist forbidden circle cast by the middle-aged man was formed, he had to disintegrate it.
The middle-aged man is much more powerful than any master Qin Fan has ever seen, and he is also the most powerful person he has ever seen. An illusory tiger opened its mouth fiercely and roared loudly. Before Qin Fan could recover, several more illusory tigers entered the circle, each with their fangs on the table.

"Ultimate Taoism: Hundred Tigers Return to the Mountain!"

Boom!

A supreme god king appeared in the air, Qin Fan was still being entangled by the white tiger at this time, the appearance of the great god king above his head made him stunned instantly.

It is a Buddha statue, which looks similar to him in temples.

Damn it, it's obviously a Taoist technique, so it's really strange why he used a Buddhist statue.

This is the supreme guardian god king in Buddhism, who specializes in beheading evil spirits.

The middle-aged man slapped his palm, Qin Fan's eyes moved instantly, his heart tightened, and he suddenly grabbed, and with the huge five fingers stretched out by the statue, there came a five fingers and a heart.

Even Qin Fan didn't expect this kind of scene, it felt so strange.

It doesn't seem to be as powerful as imagined.

Immediately, the countless supernatural powers in the five fingers were condensing and converging, countless Taoisms were circulating endlessly, and a taste of a saint descending to the world appeared. No one can describe the power of this grasp, but there is no strong momentum , an understatement.

Puchi!

The phantom image of the god statue instantly shattered, turning into a loose cloud, and drifting away in all directions.

"Damn it, destroy my Taoism!" At this moment, the middle-aged man realized that Qin Fan's strength had far exceeded his imagination, and he was a formidable enemy.

"Unexpectedly, in this kind of world that is about to collapse, there are such masters? That's okay, I will release all my strength and let you know how tyrannical I am!"

While speaking, a seal in his body was suddenly opened.