Seeing that Xiang Fan's eyes were still determined and he was ready to die.
Li Qianjue narrowed his eyes slightly: "What a troublesome guy. Mr. Chai, don't take it lightly."
"He is still very dangerous."
"Really? Why does he look to me like an old dog struggling to survive?" The old man sneered, with a hint of strong sarcasm in his eyes.
Obviously he didn't listen to Li Qianjue's words.
The old man flew towards Xiang Fan with a sharp blade in his hand.
Veins bulged on the old man's wrists, and his seemingly dry palms contained endless power, as if they were as deep and unfathomable as the ocean.
His eyes were full of determination and ruthlessness, like a ferocious beast about to launch a fatal attack.
Xiang Fan, holding a dagger in his mouth, looked at him calmly as he rushed towards him. Suddenly, the white mist on his right palm surged and emerged in large quantities into the air.
In an instant, the white fog blocked the old man's vision.
Rushing into the white fog, he instantly lost his vision.
There was only white in front of my eyes, and my eyeballs didn't react at all when they touched the white fog.
"Hmph, a trick to deceive. Losing sight is not important to me at all."
With a confident smile, the old man kept shaking his ears to determine Xiang Fan's location based on his hearing.
Outside the smoke, Li Qianjue sighed helplessly: "Mr. Chai was a little too impulsive. I fell into his trap so easily, and it became a 1v1 situation as he wished."
"I may be able to blow away this white mist, but it will take some time."
A man in green volunteered. He took a deep breath, contracted his stomach, and puffed up his cheeks as big as a toad.
Gusts of wind whistled out of his open mouth.
A storm-like breath swept in, and the white mist in front was quickly blown away by the strong wind.
It’s just that the area of this white fog is too large, and it is still spreading.
Looking at the man in green blowing hard to disperse the white mist bit by bit, Li Qianjue blinked his eyes and simply sat down on the ground.
Holding his chin with one hand, he laughed dryly: "Haha...blow slowly. I hope Mr. Chai is still alive when you blow it away."
"Alas...will it take forever to blow this away?"
The old man in the white fog kept pricking up his ears, but no matter how hard he listened he could not find Xiang Fan's location.
Logically speaking, his arm was cut off and he was exhausted, so his breathing should be very disordered.
Why can't I feel his breathing at all?
Could it be that this trick is hidden in some mysterious way and is not just a trick?
The old man boasted that his perception ability was very sharp. Even if the enemy was restraining himself, he could judge anyone's position by the faint sound of his breathing.
"Do you think I can't do anything to you like this?"
With a joking smile, the old man took a deep breath, and started slashing in all directions with the light yellow sword in his hand.
He swung his sword, and the sword light was like a waterfall, slashing in all directions, as if cutting through the darkness of the night sky.
The sword cut through the air, making a series of sharp whistling sounds, as shocking as the roar of a wild beast.
The old man believed that Xiang Fan would definitely not be able to avoid such an overwhelming attack.
At least Xiang Fan would definitely not be able to get close to him, and he believed that Xiang Fan would not be able to delay for long.
Because he felt that the white mist was being blown away by an external force, although the speed was very slow, but Xiang Fan could not continue to use this trick to trap himself in his current seriously injured state.
As long as Xiang Fan waited for the helpless white fog to dissipate, all he could do was wait for death.
The sturdy man who had been standing next to the coffin and watching the fight till now looked a little grim.
"It's hard to imagine that there are such difficult guys out there. This is the first time I've encountered a guy who can defeat the Five Elements Sect."
"So, the Yan Country issue must be resolved as soon as possible. It was shocking enough to encounter the man who killed the Earth God, but this time I actually encountered such a difficult guy."
After the strong man finished speaking, he couldn't help but shook his head: "I can only wait another ten minutes. The Holy Father is still waiting for me to report."
The sharp blade in the old man's hand never stopped.
He found that in the white fog he not only lost his vision but also his hearing.
Repeating the action of swinging the sword in such an environment made him feel uneasy.
The old man even wondered if Xiang Fan had taken this opportunity to escape?
"Li Qianjue should be able to guard the outside..." the old man muttered to himself.
It seemed like I had been swinging the sword for two hours and my arms were sore.
"Damn...the person must have escaped. Li Qianjue must have gone after him."
The old man was certain that Ding Fan had definitely run away, because he felt he had been waving for at least two hours and there was no sound around.
But I could slightly feel that the white mist in front of me was slowly dissipating.
But he couldn't wait any longer.
Being in this environment would only make him feel more uneasy.
"Never mind, I'm going to rush out." The old man stopped attacking and ran forward quickly.
"Can you finally hold it in?"
"What? You haven't left yet?" The voice that came to my ear was Xiang Fan's voice.
The white mist was gradually blown away.
The man in green was sweating profusely from blowing the air, and he was so tired that he stuck out his tongue and panted like a dog.
"Oh, thank you for your hard work. It's much faster than I thought. You can rest now."
Li Qianjue stood up and spoke sarcasticly to the man in green.
"Just leave the rest to me."
After saying that, Li Qianjue rushed forward first.
"Mr. Chai, be careful."
Li Qianjue saw Xiang Fan standing behind Old Chai, attacking him with a dagger between his teeth.
Seeing that Mr. Chai was about to be killed by Xiang Fan, Li Qianjue stretched out two fingers.
Bright white lightning shot towards Fan.
The lightning pierced Xiang Fan's chest. He paused for a moment but continued to move forward.
It was this moment that gave the old man time to react.
His body slightly tilted, so he was not hit in the vital parts by Xiang Fan.
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