jingle The moment Meng Fan swung his sword, Gui Ancestor stretched out his fingers and flicked the sword's edge, using the force to carry Gui Leng back.
As he retreated, he lightly twisted his painful fingers and looked at Meng Fan's His eyes showed a hint of surprise that could not be concealed.
The ordinary boy he had seen in Pig Trotter Mountain had actually grown to such a powerful stage.
Watching the two of them disappear into the blood mist, Meng Fan stepped on the ground with his toes and disappeared again.
"Gui Ancestor, why didn't you kill him just now?"
The next moment, Gui Leng was brought by Gui Ancestor to the flag banner in Qianyuan Palace Square.
He looked up at Gui Ancestor and asked, "Kill him, and we will be clean."
"There is no need to waste time on him now."
Ghost Ancestor put his hand on the flag and stared at the blood mist in front of him, "We have more important things to do."
He was confident of killing Meng Fan.
But he didn’t have the confidence to kill Meng Fan instantly.
Then the blood mist rolled, and a long shadow walked out of it.
Meng Fan stood a dozen feet away from the flag banner, stared at the Ghost Ancestor, raised his foot, and stomped the ground hard.
Along with a rumbling sound, the ground under his feet suddenly undulated like waves, rushing toward Ghost Ancestor.
At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Ghost Ancestor, don't dare to fight to the fullest!"
He was once afraid of ghosts, but he never expected that one day he would meet the Ghost Ancestor of the Ghost Sect.
Ghost Ancestor smiled faintly, clapped his hand on the flag, and a wave of energy visible to the naked eye rushed out and collided with the undulating ground.
Like waves crashing into waves In an instant, there was a loud roar, air waves rolled back, and the surrounding thick blood mist spread in all directions to the west, and the air suddenly became clean.
But it's not clean to say it's clean, it's just that there's no blood mist around it.
The ground was in a mess as if it had been plowed by oxen Facing the aggressive Meng Fan, Ghost Ancestor remained calm and said, "You are not worthy of fighting me."
Gui Ancestor then put his hand on Gui Leng's back and whispered: "Gui Leng, please play with him again, I will advance the plan to the second stage."
Gui Leng nodded, his body suddenly shook, he raised his face and screamed loudly into the sky The billowing blood mist gathered high in the sky and turned into a terrifying red cloud, pressing down.
Gui Leng lowered his head and looked at Meng Fan with both resentment and joy in his eyes.
Then he rose into the sky and got into the red cloud.
The red cloud kept squeezing and shrinking, and finally condensed into a human shape.
Its shape was exactly like Gui Leng's, and its body curves were exactly the same as Gui Leng's, but it was too tall, like a tower-like giant, with three floors.
The attic is so high Looking at the giant, Meng Fan narrowed his eyes, then couldn't help but look at the ground, and murmured: "People are already playing big, what are you doing down there?"
The giant transformed by Gui Leng suddenly spoke human words: "The Way of Shura" The sound was so loud that the ground shook and rumbled.
Before he finished speaking, the giant raised his foot and stepped heavily on Meng Fan.
This scene was extremely spectacular and astonishing, like an elephant stepping on a young foal.
Meng Fan's clothes swung violently, bent his knees, and flew up diagonally.
Not only did he avoid the terrifying kick, but he also appeared beside the giant and said loudly: "Asura Dao, are you still related to the six-path Shura?"
His words not only stunned the giant, but also the ghost ancestor sitting cross-legged on the ground was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that Meng Fan actually knew the existence of Six Paths Shura.
Did those transcendent beings tell him?
But if they knew that Shura of Six Paths had been imprisoned by Meng Fan, it would not be as simple as just being stunned.
Meng Fan changed his hand to the Rain and Snow Sword, flicking his hand to create a streak of snow-white sword light, and rain and snow fell from the sky one after another.
With a sneer, the sword light struck the giant's neck, cutting a long and deep gash, and blood mist continued to disperse from the gash.
The giant's head tilted to one side, but he immediately straightened up, and the wound healed immediately.
The giant turned his head and looked at Meng Fan.
He raised a giant hand and slapped it down at Meng Fan.
The strong wind roared, causing ripples in the muscles on Meng Fan's face.
Meng Fan was in the air, clenched his fist, and blasted out towards the huge palm.
There was a loud bang, and a large ball of blood mist bloomed on the palm, like a huge flower blooming.
Meng Fan relied on the force of the counter-shock to fall far away.
After landing, the soles of his feet slid on the ground for several feet before stopping.
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There was golden light scattered around his body, and a touch of paleness appeared on his face, but he returned to normal immediately.
The giant looked down at Meng Fan, like a god looking down at the common people.
The palm he raised just now was raised again, and then suddenly dropped, and a blood-red palm shadow suddenly came out of the palm, covering the sky and covering the ground towards Meng Fan.
"This must be as powerful as a hundred waves."
Meng Fan secretly stuttered, not daring to move forward.
He shook his body to avoid it, but his face changed.
The blood-red palm shadow actually had a confining effect, making it difficult for him to move as if he was stuck in the mud. half a minute The huge blood-red palm shadow suddenly crashed down The next second, a large area of the ground where Meng Fan was sitting collapsed, and billowing smoke spread in all directions with a terrifying force.
Ghost Ancestor glanced at Meng Fan, with a sneer on his lips. it's over.
Gui Leng was in the body of a blood-red giant.
In fact, she was a giant.
There was a smile in her eyes.
She thought that Meng Fan would definitely die, and she, an eight-level palm-level expert, would have no way to survive.
As the smoke and dust dissipated, her eyelids trembled suddenly Ghost Ancestor also frowned.
I saw a huge palm print with five distinct fingers on the ground.
There was a golden figure standing in the middle of the palm print with a transcendent posture.
The golden halo also illuminated the surrounding ground.
You only need to take a look and you will never forget it in this life.
Cha Cha
Meng Fan gently waved his hand to brush off the smoke and dust on his shoulders, and looked at the bloody giant with displeasure.
What he was wearing now was the luxurious elixir robe that Lao Fan gave him with heartache.
It wouldn't be bad if it got stained or damaged. good.
Then Meng Fan raised his hand and pointed at the giant Three swords come out at the same time Three Swords Small World Colorful clouds, rain and snow, like a dream, and the charming scenery enveloped the giant.
Meng Fan held the white-headed sword and shuttled through the beautiful scenery.
He paused at the giant's waist and slashed out a snow-white sword light.
Then he put his toes a little on the giant's waist, and continued to soar up.
At the same time, he kept swinging his sword.
The light of the sword flickered, making people dizzy, and the sounds of chischis were endless. despair Meng Fan landed on the giant's shoulder, looked at the giant's ears, and said with a smile: "Although your body is powerful and domineering, it is not flexible enough.
Are you using it as a target?"
Gui Leng was annoyed for a while after hearing this.
She was not very familiar with the control of this giant body.
The kick just now did not exert the power of confinement, but that palm was no problem.
As long as there was the power of confinement, even if So what if I am inflexible because of my huge size?
Moreover, this giant has strong self-healing ability, so what if it gets slashed by you a few times?
Gui Leng was about to retort to Meng Fan, but suddenly he felt the giant's head light up, and one of his ears was cut off in half by Meng Fan.
Then his head sank again, and Meng Fan stood on the giant's head again.
At the same time, three swords fell from the sky: