After a while, the young man said to Yang Fan: "Ancient Desolate Sabre, our helper agreed to your terms. As long as you successfully rescue the ice demon senior, we will pay you ten times the reward."

Yang Fan said: "Then it's settled, you can take it here."

Afterwards, Yang Fan's figure shook and disappeared directly from the place.

Looking at the direction of the disappearance of the ancient sword saint, the young man showed a trace of pensiveness, as strong as him, and for the first time admired a cultivator in a fit period.

When Yang Fan comes to the foot of Lieyu Mountain, Tianba will be waiting.

"Ancient Desolate Sword Saint, you really are here!"

"It seems you are all ready!"

"Knowing that we have set a trap, you dare to come alone, I really have to admire your courage."

"It's just a few breaks, what's to be afraid of?"

"Huh, a mere comfy ant, dare to say such a big thing, when you come into the battle, I will definitely let you die."

"You idiot, if you let me into battle, do I have to go into battle?"

"If you don't enter the battle, what are you doing here?"

"Save people!"

"If you want to save people, you have to fight first."

"So I said you are an idiot. Who stipulates that you have to fight first to save people?"

"Hahaha, then I want to see how you can save people if you don't break into the battle."

...

At the foot of Lieyu Mountain, Yang Fan is confronting a cultivator wearing a green robe. He has already inquired that this Mahayana cultivator is Yan Tingxiu, one of the four Elders of the Tianba Association. This person has a Dao Item, whose name is called The cloud-piercing gun has super powerful attack power, and it is not afraid of those who are strong in the late stage of the Mahayana.

"Hmph, I will let you see how I saved people!"

Yang Fan let out a cold snort, and immediately, he opened the kaleidoscope blood wheel eyes, and his aura suddenly soared.

Yan Tingxiu noticed the change in the opponent's eyes, and she was shocked in her heart, muttering, "This is the power of blood?"

Yan Tingxiu was also well-informed. He saw the changes in Yang Fan's eyes and immediately guessed that this was the power of blood, and this might be the opponent's greatest support.

Thinking of this, Yan Tingxiu took out the cloud-piercing gun and stood ready.

"Xianshuying avatar!"

Yang Fan quickly knotted his hands, and in the blink of an eye, he had already printed hundreds of knots, and immediately put his palms together, forming thousands of shadow clones.

"How can it be?"

Upon seeing this scene, Yan Tingxiu suddenly revealed an incredible color. Not only is the number of clones huge, but the strength of each clone is not weak. The all-representing Realm is simply incredible.

However, even if there are more clones, Yan Tingxiu will not.

"What about more clones? I'll let you understand that more people don't mean more power."

Yan Tingxiu sneered, and immediately, he urged Spirit Power, the momentum of his body skyrocketed, and the space was turbulent.

Yan Tingxiu swept over with a gun and wanted to kill all of the opponent's clones.

"Your opponent is me!"

Yang Fan yelled and blasted away with a fist. The imposing momentum was like a tide, and the space that was originally unstable, cracks appeared at this moment, like a cracked floor, looking scared.

Rumbling--

Yang Fan hit the barrel of the cloud-piercing gun with a fist, and almost didn't blow the cloud-piercing gun away.

Immediately, Yang Fan felt a strong counter-shock force, causing the Blood Qi in his body to roll over.

"Good boy, how dare you pick up my cloud-piercing gun with your bare hands, I see how long you can last!"

Yan Tingxiu said coldly, and the other party took him a violent blow with bare hands, and didn't put him in one’s eyes at all.

"A blow through the clouds!"

Yan Tingxiu urged her skill, and the cloud-piercing gun suddenly hummed and vibrated, which was extremely powerful.

For the first time against a strong Mahayana, Yang Fan didn't dare to be careless. He made a vain move, avoiding Yan Tingxiu's sharp edge, and fought with him.

Yan Tingxiu's move was unsuccessful and swept away. As the space vibrated vigorously, there were even slight black cracks.

"Xianshu·Flying Thunder God Technique!"

Yang Fan made a move of the Immortal Skill Flying Thunder God, and immediately disappeared from Yan Tingxiu's eyes. The next second, Yang Fan appeared behind Yan Tingxiu, raising his hand with a heavy punch.

Yan Tingxiu's combat experience is extremely sophisticated, and his Divine Sense always monitors the surrounding situation.

Rumbling--

The extremely powerful Xianshu Chakra erupted from Yang Fan's hands, and forcibly shook the cloud-piercing spear.

"Dou Zhuan Xing Yi!"

Yang Fan used Xianshu Chakra Dang's internal power and played a trick to transfer Yan Tingxiu's offensive to the formation on the mountain.

Rumbling--

Yan Tingxiu's offensive happened to fall into the trap, and the mountain was shaken for a while.

Upon seeing this, Yan Tingxiu suddenly realized that the opponent wanted to destroy the forbidden formation, so that he could save people.

"Hahaha……"

Yan Tingxiu laughed and said, "You are really an idiot if you want to destroy the defensive formation!"

"Hahaha……"

Yang Fan also laughed and said, "I think you are an idiot!"

As soon as his words fell, more than a thousand shadow clones rushed into the trap desperately. Immediately, there was an earth-shattering explosion in the formation, which made the mountain shake uneasy.

Yan Tingxiu looked at him for a moment, and said, "With this kind of explosion, I want to explode the defensive formation. I think you are an idiot!"

This time, Yang Fan did not refute him, but waited in silence.

Half a quarter of an hour passed, the sound of the explosion still continued, and the mountain vibrated even more severely.

Yan Tingxiu suddenly remembered something, with a shocked expression, and said, "What kind of Taoism are you? Why does an infinite explosion happen?"

Yang Fan sneered: "Do you think I will tell you? Idiot!"

"you wanna die!"

Yan Tingxiu was furious. He waved his cloud-piercing gun and struck again.

However, Yang Fan is not afraid. He still can't face Yan Tingxiu's hard steel right now, but he is constantly showing the battle, transferring all Yan Tingxiu's offensive to the formation, and Yan Tingxiu is shaking all over.

"Cunning man!"

Yan Tingxiu was furious, he stopped attacking, and immediately took out a mesh Magic Treasures from the storage ring, and then threw it into the air, saying, "I see how you can transfer it!"

Yan Tingxiu played several magic tricks, and the mesh Magic Treasures suddenly became a black net with a radius of several thousand feet. The black net exuded a black and faint light, which was extremely strange.

How could Yang Fan be caught with his hands, he made a mudra, another trick to fly Thunder God, and disappeared from the spot for no reason.

When Yan Tingxiu saw this, he was suddenly so angry that he had a powerful Magic power.

Rumbling--

The continuous explosion lasted for more than a quarter of an hour, and the formation at the foot of Liyu Mountain was battered and crumbling.

This time, even Luo Yuanfeng, who presided over the formation, couldn't sit still. He flew out of the formation and landed next to Yan Tingxiu, looking very speechless.

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