He was absolutely certain that Li Fan would dare to do that.
There's nothing this madman can't do.
After finishing his rant, Han Tiejun turned away with a helpless expression.
Having seen the hope of life, he no longer had the courage to die.
On the other side, Bei Ming Tun Qiong caught up with Li Fan.
He swept his staff out, sending Li Fan flying.
Bei Ming Tunqiong did not press his advantage. Instead, he looked at Han Tiejun and angrily rebuked him: "Han Tiejun, are you senile?"
"Get out of here if you don't want to die!"
"Get lost? I'll kill you first!"
Han Tiejun found an outlet for his pent-up anger.
I can't do anything to Li Fan, so why would I be afraid of you?
He paused, looked at Li Fan, and said, "You take the lead in the attack, and I'll provide support!"
"good!"
Li Fan nodded, regaining his balance.
He raised the word "annihilation" and charged towards Beiming Tunqiong.
As for Tiger Soul, it flew in another direction.
At the same time, Han Tiejun waved his hand, and a hurricane enveloped his figure.
When he completely disappeared, the hurricane split into ten and circled around him.
"Good! Good! Good!"
You choose not to take the path to heaven, but barge into the gates of hell when there are none.
"If I don't beat you to death today, I'm not a Beiming!"
At this moment, Beiming Tunqiong was also enraged.
Water vapor began to condense around him.
Water vapor and true energy mixed together to form a small sea.
Beiming Tunqiong raised his long staff high, and a giant like a sea god appeared behind him.
He brandished his long staff, and the sea instantly went berserk.
Streams of water shot into the sky, turning the battlefield into a dome.
The destructive power that could overturn rivers and seas and destroy the heavens and the earth erupted instantly.
One after another, cracks in the void were torn apart.
As the water columns collapsed, Li Fan and Han Tiejun were instantly swept into the void.
In the midst of the chaotic storm, two figures struggled like sampans in a raging storm.
Bei Ming Tun Qiong did not stop his attack; he directly unleashed a desperate secret technique.
An even more powerful force surged from all parts of his body, and he charged into the void, carrying his long staff.
......
"Brother Wu, shall we go?"
"Go ahead and fight? This kind of battle is not for you to participate in!"
"I mean those people from the Misty Sect!"
Zhang Tianyang pointed to the Misty Sect disciples who were scattering and fleeing in the mountains and forests.
"Killing these ants is useless!"
The key is still the battle on Beiming Tunqiong's side.
"Don't make a move, just wait for the battle to end!"
Wu Qi shook his head and said, "Even if he wins, it will be a Pyrrhic victory."
We can then escort him away.
"That makes sense!"
Zhang Tianyang nodded.
......
As Bei Ming Tun Qiong stormed into the void, he was like a war god, his crimson staff unstoppable, completely suppressing Li Fan and his companion.
"Li Fan, think of something quickly, I can't hold on much longer!"
Fifteen minutes later, Han Tiejun couldn't help but speak up.
"Han Tiejun, you're really getting senile!"
Are you still hoping he'll come up with a solution?
He's in dire straits himself!
Bei Ming Tun Qiong grinned, and the power of the long staff in his hand increased by three times.
Li Fan, suppressed by him, did not respond. He simply gripped his sword silently, blocking Bei Ming Tun Qiong's attacks.
His silence did not mean he had no other options.
The real killer move is brewing within him.
He was waiting, waiting for an opportunity to kill Bei Ming Tun Qiong.
As time went by, Han Tiejun's sword became increasingly weak, and his spirit grew weaker and weaker.
After an unknown amount of time, Beiming Tunqiong swept his staff across the sky.
Han Tiejun's sword flew out of his hand.
"Old man, you finally couldn't hold on any longer, die!"
Beiming Tunqiong would naturally not miss such a good opportunity.
He used his inner energy to forcefully eliminate the recoil, and then continued to strike with the long staff.
Looking at the club that was about to smash into his head, Han Tiejun's wide eyes were filled with despair.
This is the best I can do; I'm not satisfied!
Two hundred years flashed through his mind.
When he first entered the martial arts world, he was full of youthful vigor and ambition.
After suffering a setback, he realized the dangers of the world.
I considered quitting, but ultimately I was unwilling to give up.
After 130 years of hard work, I have reached the pinnacle of Dharma.
However, in order to prolong his life, he spent his days seeking immortality and asking questions.
Wasted years, looking back, it's all for naught.
Indeed, there's nothing worth remembering in my life.
With a loud "bang!"
Han Tiejun transformed into a cloud of blood mist that exploded in the void. The blood mist was then swallowed up by the void, leaving no trace.
"He's dead, it's your turn!"
Bei Ming Tunqiong swung his long staff in a circle, bringing it down towards Li Fan who was rushing up.
A loud clang rang out.
The staff and the sword clashed once again.
When the force of the recoil came, Li Fan released his grip on Zhumie's hand.
A streak of light appeared in the pitch-black void.
"roar!"
A white tiger coiled around the blade, and tiger essence shot forth.
"I've seen through your little tricks a long time ago!"
"You've missed your chance to get a new weapon!"
As if he had expected this, Bei Ming Tun Qiong twisted his body and slammed his long staff back, sending Hu Po flying.
Seeing the two long swords fall from the void, Bei Ming Tun Qiong no longer concealed the smile on his face.
This battle is in the bag!
A swordsman without a sword is no longer a threat.
Moreover, after playing this far, he doesn't believe Li Fan still has any trump cards up his sleeve.
If he had it, he wouldn't have left it unused.
Ignoring the violently trembling true energy within his body, Bei Ming Tun Qiong forcefully gathered his energy again, causing the veins on his burly body to burst open.
But the force that surged forth was enough to instantly pull his clenched body back.
The crimson staff swung forward, aiming at Li Fan.
Li Fan, now unarmed, neither dodged nor evaded. He clenched his fists, and mountains materialized behind him.
Within a small space, the power of the fist erupts.
His fist struck the long staff, and the violent recoil enveloped him.
In the void, flesh and blood flew everywhere.
Li Fan's fists struck as if they had been swept by a meat grinder, exposing his bare bones in the air.
His whole body began to tremble as he resisted the force.
"Go to hell!"
Upon seeing this, Bei Ming Tun Qiong completely relaxed his guard.
Being seriously injured is worthwhile if it can rid the family of a major threat.
As the long stick continued downwards, cracks appeared in Li Fan's arm bones.
The opportunity has arrived!
The blood flowing from Li Fan's eyes was like lava.
A five-colored halo shot out from his chest.
The fist-sized Five Elements Mountain slammed into Beiming Tunqiong's chest in an instant.
What...is this?
Bei Ming Tunqiong stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.
He had never even heard of the supernatural power that Li Fan used.
It requires no internal energy to activate; it is entirely based on the power of intention.
This kind of skill is already at the level of an immortal.
A sharp pain shot through my chest.
Bei Ming Tun Qiong regained his clarity and felt the life force draining from his body. A look of helplessness appeared on his face.
This trip is one I can't go back to!
This young man is terrifying.
He glanced at Li Fan, who was covered in injuries, and then took a step forward.
Let's die together!
Bei Ming Tun Qiong sighed softly, and his internal energy erupted simultaneously.
Boom!
In the void, flesh and blood fireworks bloomed.
Li Fan's crippled body was like a withered tree, pushed far away by this force.
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