Jiang Xiaofan took out some golden elixir powder and scattered it on the blood hole in the man in green clothes, and immediately stopped the blood flow. At the same time, he put some golden elixir powder into the man in green clothes, making his face turn a little rosy immediately.

"That's, Jindan powder..."

"He used the golden elixir powder to save people, this..."

A cultivator whispered, and his eyes looked at Jiang Xiaofan were not only shocked, but also surprised and admired. This was the golden elixir powder, and it depends on the amount. Together, there should be two golden elixirs, but he used it to save someone who had nothing to do with him. Many cultivators respected him from the bottom of their hearts.

The girl in blue stood beside Jiang Xiaofan, looking at the man beside her, she hugged the snow-white monster in her arms a little tightened, showed a cute smile on her face, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled upwards.

"I am about to die, and I still have the mood to care about others!"

The old man was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that the person in front of him had golden elixir powder on his body. He sneered repeatedly, and stood there without moving with his hands on his back. The cultivation level of the first level of the Phantom God was enough to make him proud. How could he care about such a young man?

“Buzz…”

Jiang Xiaofan didn't care about him at all. Silver light flashed in his right hand, and a small ancient character trembled out from his fingers, carrying a sacred natural aura, with a wisp of silver light hanging down, and the silver ancient character sank into the blood cave.

The man in green was injured because he wanted to help him, and Jiang Xiaofan could not watch him die.

"cough......"

The man coughed up a mouthful of blood, but his face became even more rosy. The next moment, the blood hole in his chest was healing on its own, and the silver ancient character flashed slightly, with powerful healing power.

"This...thank you, brother, I'm grateful!"

The man in green stood up. He thought he would die, but he didn't expect that the man in front of him would pull him out of the gate of hell. He also saw the price. His consciousness was not lost. He could still feel the golden elixir powder. This man saved himself at the cost of nearly two golden elixirs.

"No need to do this, counting it, I've dragged you down."

Jiang Xiaofan didn't care. What he said was the truth. If it really counted, it was indeed him who dragged the man down.

"Why do you have to work so hard? You can't save him, because you will die later."

The old man was wearing a purple Taoist robe but his face was very cold and he walked calmly. In his eyes, Jiang Xiaofan was now a corpse. His cultivation level was in the first level of the Phantom God, and he was considered a master in the entire Ziwei Star. In his opinion, he could suppress such a young man with his arms raised.

The man in blue immediately turned pale, and there was obvious fear in his pupils.

"Don't worry." Jiang Xiaofan patted his shoulder.

"you......"

Jiang Xiaofan turned around and looked at the purple-robed old man in front of him. The first level of the illusion god, he didn't care much, his expression remained unchanged, and said calmly: "I don't want to be stained with blood, but I have to kill you. The hostility on you is too heavy..."

His words were very plain, but they made the cultivators around him tremble. It was a powerful existence in the realm of the illusion god. He actually threatened to kill the other party. Even the young man standing next to him was in a daze, and his pupils were beating.

"Kill me?!"

The old man looked cold, he directly poked out his big hand and grabbed Jiang Xiaofan.

"boom......"

The powerful existence in the realm of the Phantom God made a move, and the space immediately vibrated.

Jiang Xiaofan didn't care at all. When someone wanted a physical confrontation, he naturally enjoyed meeting. With his current physical strength, no one could hurt him in the Human Emperor Realm. He raised his right hand casually and greeted him calmly.

“Ka…”

The sound of bone cracks came out, and the purple robe in front of him groaned and quickly retracted his right hand. His entire palm had been broken and twisted and deformed. There were even white bones exposed in many places, sprinkling blood in the void.

"this......"

"I read that right?!"

Many cultivators were almost petrified and a little stunned. The powerful existence in the realm of the illusion god was actually smashed into the bones of the hand with one punch. This was simply unbelievable. If it weren't for witnessing this scene with your own eyes, who would have thought it would have been possible.

Behind Jiang Xiaofan, the man in green was shocked. He was an indigenous cultivator in Wangyue City. He knew very well how terrible the old man in front of him was. He was the leader of the third guards in Wangyue City. But now Jiang Xiaofan punched his hand bone, which was horrifying.

"Friends, I underestimate you, there are some tricks!"

The old man looked gloomy. The next moment, his figure became hazy, and afterimages flowed down the spot.

"What a fast speed!"

"I am worthy of being a powerful figure in the Phantom God Realm!"

Someone exclaimed that the powerful people in the Phantom God Realm are indeed terrifying. At such speed, all the cultivators here are beyond the reach of the world.

"snort!"

Jiang Xiaofan sneered, compete with him for speed?

He stood there without moving, and his right leg suddenly stepped on the ground. In front of him, the street cracked, and a blue fog rushed out, gathering into a green dragon, roaring towards the sky, hitting a shadow, knocking the old man in purple robe out again.

This scene shocked everyone, and almost every cultivator changed color, staring blankly at the veteran general of Wangyue City who had fallen to the ground. Is this really a powerful existence in the realm of the illusion god? It was so vulnerable.

"Stay here..." Jiang Xiaofan let go of the girl in blue, then flicked the snow-white monster on her shoulder hard, and said, "Wake up, don't sleep anymore!"

"Ao!"

The snow-white monster was suddenly a little annoyed and shouted twice at Jiang Xiaofan with dissatisfaction. However, it obviously knew the reason why Jiang Xiaofan woke it up. Although it was still lying down, its eyes opened and glanced around.

"Hey, be careful." said the girl in blue.

"Yes, I'm still responsible for His Highness the Princess."

Jiang Xiaofan smiled and said, he actually didn't have any pressure.

"Uh-huh!"

His Highness the Princess was very happy and lit her little head with satisfaction.

Jiang Xiaofan stepped forward and headed towards the old man with his almost petrified eyes, and he was really going to take action.

"Junior, don't think it's amazing if you think you have some brute force and speed. Cultivation is the most important thing!"

The old man in purple robe looked a little gloomy and said, "I will not give you another chance. I will use my magical power to suppress you, so that you can know that brute force and speed are just small Doyle, and they will never be on the table."

"Is that true?" Jiang Xiaofan didn't care at all and said, "Then you try it and let me see how strong your avenue is."

"Critic teeth and sharp mouth!"

The old man shouted coldly, and his divine power surged.

"Cangyang..."

The void trembled, and behind the old man with purple robe, countless black divine feathers rushed up, each of which emitted extremely terrifying divine power fluctuations, enough to erase anyone in the Phantom God Realm.

Jiang Xiaofan sneered, and he also took action, turning into a stream of light and rushing forward. Without any extra movement, he raised his hand directly. The silver slap shook the void and trembled. With a bang, the black divine feathers broke one after another, broke into ashes. In a blink of an eye, they were shattered and turned into starlight to dissipate.

“So strong!”

Someone around was amazed that this was the power of magical power produced by the powerful people in the Phantom God Realm, but it was simply destroyed by human body.

The old man in purple robe looked gloomy, and the divine light surged outside his body. The more terrifying energy fluctuations soared into the sky, almost penetrated the void. A chain of black light rushed out of his body, emitting powerful pressure, which made many people tremble.

"Soul Lock!"

"That's, it's a treasure!"

This is a pitch-black chain, and rune lusters flash on it.

Jiang Xiaofan naturally felt the power of this chain, which surprised him a little. It seemed that Wangyue City, supported by Ziyang Sect, was really extraordinary. Such a legion leader actually owned a treasure weapon.

But he didn't care at all. With his current body, only the powerful human emperor realm and treasures could be injured. In everyone's shocked eyes, he calmly raised his right hand, clenched his fists slightly, and the lightning intertwined, and it fell down.

"clang......"

The harsh and crisp sound made many people's souls tremble, a chill rose on their spine, their legs trembled a little, and they changed color in horror. This man actually used his body to shake the treasure weapon. How powerful is this confidence!

"Clang, Clang..."

Many cultivators swallowed their saliva hard and stared at the void with wide eyes. The slender man was too strong, like a war god coming from ancient times. His silver fists shattered the void and his treasures whine.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiaofan in the void frowned slightly, slapped the black chains away, and looked around.

"Hmph, junior, you are still too young!" The old man in purple robe looked cold and said in a stern manner: "Do you think my black feathers are so easy to break. The broken light traps the gods and demons, and you are already trapped in the ultimate realm!"

Around Jiang Xiaofan, the little bits of black light appeared without warning and blocked the surroundings.

"The light of the broken light traps the gods and demons. This is the secret technique that is both a god and a demon!"

Many people around him changed their color, and the eyes of the old man with purple robe became more fearful. Some people thought of it and thought of this terrible secret technique. This person used this move to kill two powerful beings of the third level of the Phantom God in Wangyue City, and then he took the position of the commander of the Third Legion.

"Abandon your cultivation and surrender, otherwise I will leave you without a single body!"

The old man in purple robe sneered. The Black Feather's magical power seemed to have been broken, but otherwise, he used the broken particles of the Black Jade magical power to portray dark methods around the void, and used treasure tools to interfere with Jiang Xiaofan's perception. At this moment, he surrounded Jiang Xiaofan. He could detonate this void at any time, enough to destroy the cultivator of the fourth level of the Illusion God.

"You're thinking too much..."

Jiang Xiaofan had no expression on his face, and lightning flashed outside his body. Dozens of purple lightnings fell from the sky, at an extreme speed. He annihilated all the starlight in the void with a bang, shaking the old man in the purple robe several meters away.

The Thunder God Art is the nemesis of all living beings and cultivators, and its attack power is unparalleled in the world. Although the light of breaking light traps the gods and demons is a bit terrible, it cannot stop the Thunder God Art. It will naturally not be too difficult for Jiang Xiaofan to use the Thunder God Art to break it.

"Is this the great way of magical powers you want me to see?" Jiang Xiaofan stepped on the void and said, "It's not very good, it's very ordinary, vulnerable."

His current cultivation level is at the peak of the Eighth Level of Juechen Heaven. The old man in the purple robe is in the first level of the Illusion God. Although he has a huge natural chasm in front of him, it is difficult to stop him. Relatively speaking, this is only two small realms different. Just like Bing Xin, she sealed Li Yue in the early stage of the Human Emperor with the cultivation level of the Eighth Level of the Illusion God Heaven, and had enough potential to cross this natural chasm.

Jiang Xiaofan also has this qualification!

"Thunder Cloud!"

He uttered two words expressionlessly.

"boom......"

Thunder flashed in the void and resounded throughout the nine heavens. This place instantly turned into a sea of ​​thunder and lightning, with thick clouds surging, covering half of the sky.

"you!"

The old man in purple robe was a little trembling. The power of the thunder god in the most Yang Zhigang made his soul tremble. And he obviously felt that a huge divine thought locked him, and there was endless lightning, but it seemed that they were all aimed at him.

Countless lightnings were fusing, and a loud bang almost shattered the space. The endless purple lightning turned into the thickest sky thunder and blasted down from the sky, submerging the old man in the purple robe. On the ground below, thick cracks were spreading rapidly.

"Open it for me!"

A roar sounded in the lightning, and the old man in purple robe was charred all over and his clothes were almost broken, but he spread out the column of lightning.

But at this moment, Jiang Xiaofan had already appeared in front of him, without any emotional fluctuations in his eyes. The gorgeous demon sword in his hand flowed cold lightning, and slashed mercilessly with the roaring lightning in the sky.

"puff......"
Chapter completed!