"Is it too early?" Zhao Fan's words echoed in Yue Kun's ears, and his tone was so lighthearted, as if the other party was not facing two Transformation Realm warrior corpses comparable to those in the middle stage of Wu Zun, but a pair that couldn't even crawl. The same as the baby.
You must know that the two Transformation Realm Warrior Corpses were made by a pair of Transformation Realm Warriors from the Yue family seven hundred years ago before they died. In order to protect their descendants, they spent a lot of money to refine themselves into martial corpses, and the Corpse Control Bell It is run by successive Supreme Elders.
In the past many years, generations of supreme elders have never disturbed the ancestors who were sleeping in their ancestral land. Now, the Yue family has suffered such a catastrophe, and Yue Kun has to come up with a strategy to take down the young martial master who attacks. He had heard a while ago that he appeared in Jingzhou and defeated Xu Baichuan in the early stage of Wu Zun, but he didn't really think anything of the latter.
Therefore, Yue Kun speculated that the young Zhao Fan was at the middle stage of Wu Zun at best, and the two ancestors might not be able to defeat each other alone, but if they join forces, taking them down is a sure thing.
But now, his smile suddenly disappeared, and his heart was beating wildly. Is it possible that the young martial master really has the capital to not be afraid of his strongest trump card?
Yue Zhenhai knew that the war was about to break out. He quickly organized the tribesmen to make way for a large open space and retreated to the edge of the square. He looked at it from a distance, his eyes full of expectation, because the two bloody old corpses, in addition to the corpses all over the sky, Smelly, the power was so powerful that it made them feel as small as a drop in the ocean.
Zhao Fan turned his head and said: "Seventeen, Xiao Diao, Qingcheng, stand farther away, at least forty meters."
Although he said it lightly before, he knew that this was a fierce battle tonight, and the residual power alone would be too much for them.
If what appeared was not the Transformation Martial Corpse but a living Martial Lord, even in the early stages, Zhao Fan would turn around and retreat without hesitation.
But Yue Kun didn't know that what the Yue family provoked was not the genuine Martial Lord, but the Great Fortune Celestial Master who had stepped into the realm of pill formation and was given this title!
The two ancestors who had made the Yue family proud for hundreds of years were on the receiving end of a gun!
At this time, Zhao Fan was holding the Evil-Destroying Brush with one hand. He did not move it, and even deliberately suppressed his evil-killing aura. It looked like an ordinary big brush.
The two bloody old corpses were approaching continuously. On their chests, there was a word, one said "Qian" and the other said "Kun". Mucus was oozing out from the sewn mouths. The bloody lines expanded and contracted, as if they contained the power to destroy the world.
"Zhao Wuzun, did you say that before you died because you wanted to die with dignity? Now that your true colors are revealed, you are so scared that you dare not move?" Yue Kun shook the purple gold bell and laughed unscrupulously. He felt that the other party was Just a paper tiger bluffing.
"I feel really sorry for your Yue family... They could have been proud of the other three martial arts families, but they showed it off when they faced me." Zhao Fan smiled calmly and said, "If I apologize honestly today, I won't Can you save your two ancestors?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved, and the evil-killing pen he held took the initiative to face the seemingly unstoppable bloody warrior corpse.
"He...not only showed no fear, but actually rushed forward?" Yue Kun was stunned.
Not only him, but also the clan members headed by Yue Zhenhai had their hearts in their throats. If even such a terrifying ancestor could not stop the young martial master, the Yue family, which no longer had any trump cards, would become a piece of meat on the chopping board. Let it be slaughtered!
Therefore, everyone in the Yue family prayed that the two heavyweight ancestors would beat each other to pieces...
"Zhutou, is this really okay? Don't be brave." Seventeen's voice sounded from behind Zhao Fan.
Even though Xiao Diao was shivering in fear of the overwhelming corpse energy, he still had firm eyes and said with blind admiration: "Brother Fan is an invincible existence, I believe in you!"
Feng Qingcheng was speechless. She was shocked the moment the bloody old corpse appeared. In the past, according to the four major martial arts families of Fenghuaxueyue, the Feng family was the well-deserved number one. However, the Yue family took out two Transformation Realm ancestors. After seeing the bloody corpse, she was extremely sure that the Yue family was in the first place!
After all, the Feng family only has one Wu Zun in the early stage who is unknown to the outside world.
The fists in Feng Qingcheng's sleeves were clenched into bloody purple. While she was worried about Zhao Fan, she also hoped that he would kill the bloody corpse as easily as he appeared!
In the pool in the center of the square, Zhao Fan finally encountered two bloody warrior corpses.
The water in the pool is as deep as the knees. The clear water quality has turned into a pool of smelly water due to the involvement of Wu Zhi. There is still a little blood in the turbidity.
This is not the ancestor of the Yue family losing color, but the reaction of corpse energy when it meets water.
"Dang, Dang, Dang..." Yue Kun's corpse control bell continued to shake, and his thoughts were transmitted into the bodies of the two ancestors along with the sound of the bell.
Zhao Fan was as fast as a cheetah, and every time he seemed to have narrowly avoided the attack of the two corpses of Qian and Kun, which shocked the three women behind him. The confidence of the Yue family soared, and Yue Zhenhai was excited. He said: "Then Zhao Wuzun, let alone fight back, it is so difficult for him to even hide. If this continues, he will be killed by our ancestors sooner or later!"
Yue Kun laughed even more proudly. Facing his two ancestors, the opponent was completely crushed unilaterally, which further confirmed the fact that he was a paper tiger.
However, fifteen minutes passed.
However, the situation on the pool battlefield has not changed at all. Zhao Fan has been dodging and dodging. Every time he dodges, he only shakes the big brush at a speed that makes it difficult for everyone to see clearly. He has no substantial power.
And the twin corpses of Qian and Kun, although they were as powerful as crushing each other, could not touch each other's clothes from beginning to end!
The entire Yue family and the three women at the back edge of the square began to feel something strange...
As everyone knows, Zhao Fan is doing it deliberately!
He is not showing weakness, but his movements are subtle. If you look carefully, there is not a trace of unnecessary movement.
In this battle where life and death can be determined at every turn, is the enemy the two corpses of Qian and Kun who crushed Wuzun in his early stage, or two of them! Therefore, every move he makes consumes the power of Long Yang. If he uses the minimum consumption to avoid the terrifying attack, it means that he will have to deal with it for a longer time.
The reason why he saved the power of Longyang Pill was because he was dodging and waving the Evil Killing Pen at the same time, using it to draw the corpse-suppressing talisman on the corpses of Qian and Kun!
Even Yue Kun, who controlled the corpse-controlling bell, didn't notice it.
As for the twin corpses of Qian and Earth, it was impossible for Zhao Fan to just stand there and let Zhao Fan finish the painting in one go. He was not greedy either, dodging once and then adding a stroke.
In this way, in the eyes of the spectators, Zhao Fan seemed to be suppressed and unable to fight back. He didn't care what outsiders thought. After all, he was indeed no match for the Qiankun Corpse in a head-to-head encounter. However, as a great master of good fortune, If you encounter evil and evil, if you don't use your own advantages now, when will you wait?
The twin corpses of Qian and Kun are too powerful, so this level of corpse-suppressing talisman is a huge amount of work in terms of complexity...
Zhao Fan always kept a calm mind. Every time he wrote, he could accurately connect to the end of the previous stroke. If there was a slight deviation, all previous progress would be missed, which would be a waste of a lot of Longyang elixir power.
According to a rough estimate, suppressing one bloody old corpse would cost about 40%, and two would be 80%. The situation did not allow him to make any mistakes!
"Why can't I touch him?" Yue Kun suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. He was worried that it would take a long time to change, so he spared no effort to mobilize his inner energy to shake the purple gold bell, and then the two statues of his ancestors entered Entering the mad state, the speed and strength have risen a level!
"Um?"
Zhao Fan sensed the changes in the corpses of Qian and Kun. He no longer used subtle movements, but opened and closed to dodge the attacks coming towards him.
Even in a one-on-two situation, this young figure was as at ease as before. At most, he was occasionally touched by the corner of his clothes, and his body remained unscathed!
Gradually, it lasted for half an hour.
The power of the twin corpses of Qian and Kun was too terrifying. Because they failed every time, most of them were absorbed by the bottom of the pool, resulting in countless large cracks. The water in the pool was only as shallow as the ankles.
"There are still three strokes left on the Qianzi Wuzi side, and there are five strokes left on the Kunzi Wuzi side." Zhao Fan once again avoided the flanking attack of the Qian and Kun corpses, and stood three meters away, panting.
This was an unprecedented first time. Mi fought for nearly fifty minutes without any room for negligence, and continued to consume every moment. At this time, he felt an unprecedented sense of exhaustion. He was really tired. Already...
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