Ancient Divine Dragon Transform

Xue Bingbing turned to look at Yun Fan, his eyes no longer as cold.

If it was said that Yun Fan had slapped his face to make it look like a fatty in the Beauty Sect, then he was definitely doing it for Yi Manyin.

On one hand, it was Xue Bingbing who wanted to display his power so that the other Fox Clan would not look down on him. On the other hand, he also wanted to give Yun Fan a bit of a shock. But what she did not expect, was that when facing these monsters from Fox Clan, Yun Fan could still remain neither humble nor haughty as he brazenly stepped forward.

"Human? Help? Brat, do you know what you're saying? Do you know what happens when you help? "

The corner of Mo Chang Shou's mouth twitched, and a look of disdain once again crawled onto his face.

"If you are talking about death, then this junior knows."

"Humph, ignorant! You are courting death!" Mo Chang Shou coldly snorted.

"Mo Chang Shou, if you get tired of living, I'm going to accompany you to the void to fight. No matter what, since you're here, you represent my Blood Shadow Dragon's Fox Clan, do you really think that my Blood Shadow Dragon's Fox Clan is easy to bully? "

The iron sword in Xue Bingbing's hand dropped down, and a circular crack appeared on the ground following the tip of the sword. The entire cliff trembled and rocks tumbled down, causing the young generation's expression to change.

Protect a calf?

Yun Fan was startled, and the feeling he had towards Xue Bingbing became a lot better.

This unreasonably arrogant old woman, even though she was domineering, she was still quite good to her own people.

"Great Elder, no need to be angry. In this world, if one wanted to obtain the respect of others, one needed strength. This junior is untalented, and is willing to meet Ye Ziyun, the genius of Fox Clan's younger generation! "

Without waiting for Xue Bingbing to speak, Yun Fan stepped forward and cupped his hands towards Mo Chang Shi, "Senior, you wouldn't be bullying me because I don't possess Fox Clan, right? As long as you are of the same generation as me, dueling alone or ganging up is fine. "

"Arrogant, Blood Shadow Dragon's Fox Clan is truly the same as usual, even the people who helped are the same. Mo Qing taught this kid, who didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was, a lesson. "Don't kill them, or else some people might have to fight back."

Mo Chang Shou coldly glanced at Xue Bingbing, and his gaze landed on one of the Ye Huai's disciples.

The man was tall, with a pair of cold eyes on his long, thin face. The corner of his mouth raised as he stared at Yun Fan like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Night Fox Clan, Mo Qing, please …"

Without waiting for Mo Qing to finish speaking, his body flew out like a cannonball. As he fell into the forest behind him, one tree after another fell to the ground.

"Not the slightest bit of vigilance. Could it be that you have been hiding at home all this time to cultivate?" Senior, what kind of expression is that? Don't be angry, there are so many disciples at night, if one isn't enough, you can have a few more. "

Yun Fan stood there indifferently, looking at Mo Chang Zai who was twitching from the corner of his mouth, his face full of smiles.

However, in the eyes of others, this smile was even harder to accept than ridicule. Although Mo Qing wasn't the person with the strongest Fox Clan, he was still a member of the Fifth Level of Essence Accumulation Stage. No one expected to be sent flying with a single punch from a kid with Ninth Level of Congenital Stage.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!"

Mo Qing rushed out of the forest in a sorry state as a scimitar came slashing down at him. A vicious blade glow tore through the air, bringing with it a trace of a destructive aura.

However, as the saber light slashed down, his figure was once again sent flying. Without waiting for them to fall, Yun Fan rushed forward.

He stomped his foot on the other party's chest, causing the latter to cough out a few mouthfuls of fresh blood. His face was ghastly pale.

"Foolish and suicidal. If it were not for the presence of senior here, you would be a corpse now. "

He sent Mo Chang Shou back without changing a word. The corner of Xue Bingbing's mouth rose, but instantly returned to his previous icy cold state.

"Get back, don't embarrass yourself." Mo Xuan, you come. Don't even think about leaving your family after losing for three years. "

A young and mature man with a wooden face and steady footsteps walked out. Seeing this person, many surrounding Fox Clan disciples cried out in alarm.

"Mo Xuan will go up, this brat is definitely going to lose!"

"You think too much, Mo Xuan will never leave anyone alive. Even if it's someone from the Fox Clan, he will not show them any mercy. "

"He cultivates the 'Nine Techniques of the Night Killing'. I heard that up till now, only Ye Ling is able to make him use them all." I think it would be quite good if this kid could last until the fifth form. "

's expression did not waver in the slightest as the discussions of the various Fox Clan disciples sounded around him. This surprised Yun Fan.

No matter what race it was, to be able to maintain his calm while being praised by others was something that Mo Qing couldn't compare to.

"Night Fox Clan, Mo Xuan!"

Just when the Fox Clan disciples thought that Yun Fan would act the same as before, Yun Fan said indifferently: "Yun Fan!"

"You are very strong, but I will not hold back. This has nothing to do with race!"

Mo Xuan had always been very stupefied, but Yun Fan could actually feel the strong battle intent of the other party. This was a fighting spirit that had been formed from countless bloody battles. Just this kind of fighting spirit was enough to allow the opponent to be invincible within the same realm.

"Thank you!" Yun Fan said with a smile on his face.

Mo Xuan nodded his head, and a curved blade appeared in his hand. With the appearance of this scimitar, a strong battle intent exploded from his body.

As the battle intent spread out, the surrounding ten meter radius seemed to darken. The light was blurry, and even the air became ice-cold.

Night covered the earth!

The air started to circulate rapidly, and the surroundings seemed to be shrouded in a gray fog. The cold air became even colder.

A black ray of light cut out from the curved blade, and like a mist, Mo Xuan and the rest disappeared from everyone's eyes.

In that moment, everyone stared at the ball of fog, even Xue Bingbing frowned.

Although the [Night Killing Nine Techniques] was a low rank Profound Level martial skill, it was a type of assassination martial skill. It was a common thing to kill people above her level. Although she knew that Yun Fan was powerful, she would die on the spot if she was not careful.

The Fox Clan disciples could not see it clearly, but she could see it clearly.

Just as the scimitar was about to reach Yun Fan, Yun Fan's fist suddenly struck the scimitar.

Mo Xuan's speed increased once again, the spirit energy in the fog quickly converged onto the curved blade, and hacked towards the back of Yun Fan's neck at lightning speed.

With the strength of the second stage of Transcending Mortality Stage, he was able to use the《 Nine Forms of Night Kill》 with ease, and his attack power was multiplied.

But just as the scimitar was about to approach, Yun Fan's fist smashed onto the scimitar once again. His feet didn't move, his body didn't move, as if he had eyes on the back of his head.

The same scene appeared several times in a row. This made Mo Xuan's speed even faster, as if he had merged into space like the night wind.

The night wind rustled!

The single target attack had turned into a group attack. The curved blade produced countless blade lights as it moved quickly, enveloping all the vital parts of Yun Fan's body.

This time, Yun Fan did not use his fist, but used his finger. Every single blade was blocked by a single finger. It was as if it had been set up beforehand, without the slightest deviation.

Not only did he block the opponent's attack, he also hit the opponent's shoulder and forced him back by three or four steps.

"This is a very good martial skill, a very strong attack power! But for me, it's not enough! "