335 Fighting

'The old man with chair legs' dropped the chain at the critical moment, and Wang Fan's courage just summoned up almost disappeared in an instant, but there was a saying that the cooked duck's mouth was hard, and he was really not afraid of anyone, so he couldn't say soft words for a while, and he was not like Lao Tian. Although he had a sect to rely on, he didn't get The sect maintained a little, but almost died several times. He has long developed the character of not asking for anything.

"It seems that you don't want to. OK, that's good." Zhao Zijun's eyes narrowed, and a cruel smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. The spiritual sword flashed to his side, gently pointed to Wang Fan, and scolded "go", and the cold shining spiritual sword rushed up.

Wang Fan wanted to delay the time, but when he saw that Zhao Zijun didn't give him a chance to talk at all, he knew that he was determined to kill himself, and no matter who had been insulted, he would take revenge.

"There is cause and effect when you drink and peck. It seems that it's time to end it." He sighed secretly, but he didn't regret what he had done in the past. Even if he was given a chance, he would still do it, and even do it more absolutely. He sighed a few times, just to comfort himself so that he could risk his life more.

Although I have something in my heart, my hands are not slow.

The wolf tooth stick has always pressed people, but at this time it is different from the past. When it comes to the air, it not only does not change to the size of a mountain, but also smashes it hard. Instead, it suddenly becomes smaller and flexibly fights with the attacking spiritual sword.

Looking at the wolf tooth stick that resisted the attack, he was not only not happy, but frowned. He had seen Zhao Zijun's power. With only the wolf tooth stick, he was not his opponent at all: "Do you want a close sneak attack? But Wuying Dun has used it once. It's not a killer mace, and the dragon-killing blade is also rotten. Zhao Zijun must be on guard. Maybe he is waiting for me to automatically send it to the door.

He fought fiercely with Lao Tian, which was a struggle between the monks of the same level. Even if they had some means, as the monks of the same level, as long as they are careful enough, they can prevent a fatal blow from the other party. Even if they accidentally suffer some small losses at the moment, there is also a chance to turn defeat into victory.

But Zhao Zijun is different. After all, he is a cornerstone-building peak monk. Although Wang Fan is only one step away from him, which seems not to be big, but the difference in the realm, even a trace of it will be fatal. Not to mention anything else, even if it is the same spell, in Wang Fan's hand, is not the same as in his hand.

Zhao Zijun saw Wang Fan's carefulness and couldn't help but feel excited. Sometimes he is valued by his opponent, which can show that your ability is outstanding. However, when he is excited, people still have to kill, otherwise how can he be regarded as an opponent?

"Wang Fan, Wang Fan, you also have today. Don't think it's great in the later stage of advanced foundation building. Let me tell you, only Jindan can be regarded as a real step into cultivation, and the peak of foundation building is a real knowledge. Today, I will show you the real skill."

After saying that, he suddenly roared "change", and then his face turned red, his arms waved quickly, and he looked funny.

Although Wang Fan didn't know what he wanted to do, he still wanted to strategically attack the enemy, so he sneered and said, "Zhao Zijun, although you are not as handsome as me, you can finally see people. It's still barely okay to say that your daughter-in-law, but if your crazy spirit is not normal, it will be difficult. I think your mother must have a headache. "

"Haha" Zhao Zijun danced more quickly, but he disdained to quarrel with him and snorted coldly, "I'll let you know it's awesome soon."

Wang Fan frowned and spit out his spiritual power. The mace is more flexible and powerful. At the same time, he secretly grasped the dragon blade in case of emergency. He doesn't care, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't care. It's the first face-to-face battle for the foundation-building peak monk. As for the attack and killing the white-faced man, it's just a sneak attack, and it's not a head-on confrontation.

"Haha, Wang Fan, your death time has come."

Just when Wang Fan was worried in his heart, Zhao Zijun suddenly shouted proudly, and then his spiritual sword in the air disappeared, which made Wang Fan confused at an hour. He didn't know how to let the wolf tooth stick go there to find the enemy, but in just a blink of an eye, the disappeared spiritual sword suddenly turned into a mighty dragon.

This giant dragon is full of rare and vivid. It opens its huge mouth and spits out the fiery dragon breath. As soon as the dragon's claws are grasped, it seems to be able to break through the sky. His eyes stare at Wang Fan like a lantern, in which the hatred is cold, which makes people shudder.

"What's going on? It's the same as a real dragon. When can the magic of illusion reach this level? Did Zhao Zijun really get the ancient aliens somewhere? Wang Fan was shocked. He was simply unparalleled. He couldn't breathe well, and even his hands and feet were a little weak.

The real dragon has appeared in ancient legends, but now, it is really hard to determine whether there is such a strange beast or not. Naturally, Zhao Zijun can't get it, but how can this situation happen? In fact, it is very simple. Just like Wang Fan's wolf tooth stick, driven by spiritual power, will be transformed to the size of a mountain. It not only has the power of the mountain but also the weight of the mountain, but Zhao Zijun's illusion is more exquisite.

The reason why Wang Fan is shocked is that his understanding of spells is too young, but it's not his fault. This kind of exquisite magic of transforming creatures is usually difficult to master until the golden elixir period. Zhao Zijun can't say that it is difficult to understand the "smanship" at the peak of building a foundation, but in fact, he sticks gold to his face.

To be precise, the cultivation is less than the Jindan period, and the understanding of Taoism and art is always tickling through the boots, and you absolutely can't know the essence.

In fact, Wang Fan has never seen it before. When the supreme real man fought with the two Jindan monks of Zhao Laoer, he once showed this kind of exquisite illusion. However, at that time, he just glanced at it and ran away quickly. Because he was too far away, he did not really feel it. At this time, he was naturally at a loss and looked for a moment. There is no way to deal with it.

Zhao Zijun was overjoyed. Although his face was a little abnormally blood-red because of the forced use of this technique, he was still excited and laughed wildly, "Haha, Wang Fan, let you die in the hands of my real dragon today." He pointed his hand and shouted, "Go."

The dragon gasped, and as soon as its tail was waved, it flew out of the wolf tooth stick in front of it.

Wang Fan was connected with the wolf's tooth stick. The wolf's tooth stick was hit, as if he had punched him in the chest, so that he couldn't help spitting blood, and he was even more shocked: "No, this dragon is too powerful to deal with." Thinking of casting a shadowless escape, he quickly retreated to the outside of the hall.

Although he panicked, he also saw Zhao Zijun's abnormal face. When he moved his mind, he knew that Zhao Zijun must have used some kind of secret skill, which greatly increased his combat effectiveness in an instant, but the general secret skills cannot last. As long as he fight with him for a while, this unfavorable situation will be saved.

But Zhao Zijun has the determination to kill him. How can he escape easily?

"I just want to run now. It's too late." Zhao Zijun laughed and said, "You don't even think that you insulted me so much in the land of water. We have long been at odds with each other. How can I say more nonsense to you? I just want to spend more time preparing, haha."

Wang Fan thought that it was true. He couldn't help cursing and fainting his head. He wanted to delay the time, which just gave Zhao Zijun the opportunity to use his secret skills. If he ran away at the beginning, or the enemy was particularly jealous and immediately fought together, it was estimated that he would not have no power to fight back.

But there are many elixirs in the world, but there is no regret medicine.

Zhao Zijun gave another scolding. The dragon looked up and roared, his body twisted flexibly, and his tail waved vigorously, like a fish swimming in the water. He came to the top of Wang Fan's head a few times, with a big mouth full of sharp teeth and rushed down.

Although Wang Fan knew that his strength was very different from him, he couldn't think much about it at this time. He couldn't help but rush to the crown angrily and shouted loudly. His legs stood firmly as if they were rooted. He raised his wolf's teeth and sticks at his head, and he actually wanted to regret the dragon with his own strength.

"Haha, the dragonfly shakes the tree, and the mantis blocks the car." Seeing this, Zhao Zijun couldn't help laughing, and his eyes shot the pleasure of revenge. His face turned redder, like blood. He roared, "Cut him, cut him."

Seeing that the dragon's sharp teeth were about to bite his head, Wang Fan suddenly had an illusion. It seemed that these sharp teeth were pretending to be fierce. The two decorative corners on the dragon's head were the real sharp weapons. At this critical moment, he didn't have time to think about whether it was right or wrong. The wolf's teeth in his hand was horizontal and gave up blocking the dragon's sharp teeth. Turn to the dragon's head and giant horn.