Seventeen black pythons flying in the air surrounded Zhou Fan, trying to swallow him.

As the black python approached, Zhou Fan's body was eroded by the extreme cold, both blood and true energy seemed to be frozen, which made him unable to teleport away in time.

This seemingly simple black python opened its mouth and looked at it as dangerous, but in fact the most dangerous thing was the cold that seemed to freeze everything.

Zhou Fan's face was cold and his blood boiled.

The blood of the Dragon God burned all the coldness, and the true energy also started to flow, and a mysterious syllable spit out between his lips and teeth.

The golden ripples spread rapidly, and seventeen black pythons were instantly imprisoned, and the black snowflakes falling from the sky were the same.

The face of the white-haired old man changed drastically, and he felt that the connection between the magic was isolated by strange power.

Zhou Fan waved his swords, one big and one small, and shot out seventeen black swords of destruction.

Bang bang bang bang!

Seventeen Swords of Silence Cut the heads of seventeen black pythons. At this time, the golden ripples quickly retreated, and the seventeen heads slowly exploded one by one, like a blooming light.

Their huge bodies also burst into black snowflakes one after another.

Zhou Fan quickly teleported out of the black snowflakes, and he gasped slightly. Even though he was in the middle stage of the Yuan Liquid Realm, the continuous use of such a large range of Dragon God Words and the seventeen Swords of Seventeen Swords will still be a huge loss to the true energy in his body.

However, Zhou Fan did not stop. He glanced at the old man with a surprised face in the distance. A golden rune appeared on his forehead. His body's breath suddenly became stronger. He slashed down with two gray swords, and shot towards the old man with a crossing of two gray swords.

This is the Taoist style of returning to the same state, and only the Taoist style of returning to the same state can be sure to kill the white-haired old man.

For this reason, he used the Nine Breaths of the Yuan-Changing Technique!

"You really haven't reached the talisman realm." The old man with white hair suddenly laughed, because so far, Zhou Fan has been strong enough, but has not used any talisman realm means.

Facing the gray knife light cut from cross-traffic, he pinched his hands with his hands.

The black snowflakes that had originally exploded turned into seventeen black pythons, one of which flew and swallowed down two sword lights.

Bang bang bang bang!

A gray sword light pierced out from the black python's body, and the black python was instantly cut to pieces.

But the sword light also dispersed.

On the contrary, the black snowflakes immediately condensed into a black python, but this black python was a smaller round than before.

Zhou Fan's face changed slightly. He was afraid to look at the old man with white hair. He didn't know much about the realm of the talisman, so he didn't dare to approach the old man with white hair at will. He originally hoped that the two swords of the same sword could have an effect, but he didn't expect it to be resolved so easily.

But he understood that this was not surprising at all. After all, he was a big difference from the other party.

"Even if you have some special means, in the face of the absolute gap in realm, what is waiting for you is death." The white-haired old man showed a hint of excitement and cruel expression on his face, killing such a young genius, which made him feel excited after thinking about it.

Zhou Fan sneered, and admitted that he was indeed not the opponent's opponent, but if he lost, he could still escape.

If it weren't for delaying Xiao Kun's time, he would have already gotten rid of the old man with white hair and fled far away.

Even in the realm of Fuzhi, he cannot be left behind.

The old man with white hair made gestures, and seventeen black pythons chased Zhou Fan again, and layers of thin ice condensed from wherever he passed.

Zhou Fan frowned slightly. He was hesitating whether to leave now, because if he was accidentally approached by the black python, the true energy in his body would not be able to support the consumption just now, and he felt a little difficult.

I just don’t know what’s going on with Xiao Kun?

He no longer fought with the seventeen black pythons, teleported back and dodged, intending to fight while walking, and try to attract the old man with white hair as far as possible.

"Want to leave?" The old man with white hair thought Zhou Fan was going to escape. He snorted, and a snowflake black python flew into the sky, and then exploded on its own with a bang.

The black light lingered from the sky, like a giant black bowl that was turned down, and the black aperture enveloped everything around it.

The black light mask has a wide range. Zhou Fan tried to teleport but was trapped in it by the suddenly hanging light mask.

Zhou Fan shook the rust knife in his hand, and a silence sword aura slashed on the wall of the black light, but the wall slit by the silence sword aura quickly closed.

The other sixteen black pythons had already flew over, and Zhou Fan could only dodge aside and concentrate on dealing with the sixteen black pythons, and could no longer do any tests on the light wall.

"Do you think you can escape smoothly with teleportation?" The white-haired old man said in a deep voice: "Today I will let you know the power of the monks in the Fu Zong Realm!"

The black snow runes on both sides of the white-haired old man's cheeks became brighter and brighter, and the sixteen black pythons were getting faster and faster. They spread out and formed a circle, limiting Zhou Fan's space for dodging and moving.

Sweat oozed from Zhou Fan's forehead, and it was difficult for him to escape now. Sixteen black pythons quickly hit him in the light shield.

With the power of the black python, his infinite power would definitely not be able to withstand such an attack. He put the De sword in his left hand into the sheath, and quickly held the life-red money in his left hand. If there was no way, he could only use the life-red money.

Once the money for redeem his life is used, he can no longer feel at ease to fight with the white-haired old man.

When the white-haired old man saw Zhou Fan put away a knife, he sneered repeatedly and activated the sixteen black pythons to speed up, so as to completely lock Zhou Fan.

"Master, Master." Xiao Kun's cry came from outside the curtain at this time: "This old thief killed Xiao Liu and your parents."

Zhou Fan's head seemed to explode, and his movements stopped, watching the sixteen black pythons not far away bombard him.

He just subconsciously crushed the black and oily life-red money, and a white light spread out from his palm.

The sixteen black pythons that were originally flying towards Zhou Fan to kill him suddenly flew upwards, penetrated out of the black light cover, and flew higher and higher.

The white-haired old man screamed in surprise. He didn't understand why his talisman had lost control.

"Xiao Kun, are you saying true?" Zhou Fan did not look at the sixteen black pythons, and his eyes were empty and he looked at Xiao Kun with tears in his face.

Xiao Kun shouldn't have told this at this time, but when she climbed the mountain, she saw the bodies of Xiao Liu and the other two. She was panicked and rushed down the mountain, just trying to tell Zhou Fan as soon as possible.

She regretted it now because she, a fool, almost killed her master just now, but she was shocked when she saw the master's eyes, but it was too late to say it now. She choked and said, "I saw it with my own eyes."

The old man with white hair was afraid that Zhou Fan would run away immediately after knowing the truth, so he didn't say it. Now Zhou Fan knew, and he laughed wildly: "I didn't expect you to have helpers, but you didn't expect it? You are here, why do I want them to survive?"

"Of course, I'll kill them, and then reunite your family."
Chapter completed!