His feet were almost sunk into the frozen soil of more than ten centimeters. His body was pressed by this force and almost lay on the ground. The palm force made Zhao Fan feel pain in real life.

The moment the power dissipated, he almost subconsciously seemed to check the parts on his body, and when he found that they were still intact, he was just a little relieved.

There are five people in front of me who are dressed the same.

The strength of the person who took action is above the realm of transformation, and there is no doubt that.

Even if that young man is not old and his cultivation level may not reach this level, then are there three middle-aged people left?

A master above the four realms of transformation?

Zhao Fan couldn't help but curse in a crazy way.

Who did I mess with whom, how could such a group of experts suddenly appear? Without even a single word on the scene, I would be the ultimate kill?

"Who are you?"

Zhao Fan's full of breath was filled with anger. Zuo Qingchuan, who was standing in front of him, raised his eyebrows and showed a hint of surprise.

The young man not far away also glanced at Zhao Fan's face, let out an unhappy hum, and then chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that you, a lowly ant, have practiced such uninitial practice. It's time to do this, and I don't think about how to survive. I'm still asking about our origin like an idiot? The lowly species is a lowly species and will never be on the table."

Although Zhao Fan blocked Zuo Qingchuan's palm, they only surprised them slightly and did not look at him at all. Everyone's faces still had such disdainfulness. The eyes of Zhao Fan were still as if they were looking at a dead person.

"You should think about how to survive, right?"

Zhao Fan looked cold, grinning and showing his white teeth. He used Zhuanxu's stewardship steps while opening his mouth. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to Zuo Qingchuan.

"I really have no progress at all, but this kind of inefficient footwork!"

Zuo Qingchuan chuckled and took a step very strangely.

The next moment, his body floated out as if it was no weight, dodging nearly two meters away. While his body was changing, his palms casually clapped the space again.

The next moment, Zhao Fan appeared at the place where the palm force was slapped. An inexplicable sense rose in his heart, and his feet stepped out again, his figure as if it was flying in the air, and he avoided this palm without any effort.

"boom!"

The dull sound rang out at the place where he had just paused. The ice and snow that were trampling on countless footprints were rolled up, revealing the broken walls of the ancient stone pillars on the frozen soil below.

"It's interesting!"

Zuo Qingchuan didn't expect that this palm would fail. The expression on his face became a little solemn, he shouted clearly in his mouth, and rubbed his body and rushed towards Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan's heart was full of vigilance. The person in front of him seemed to have an extremely understanding of Zhuanxu's stewardship. He actually knew where he would appear next time and directly predicted the action.

If he practiced the same footwork as those of the Zhao family in the capital, he would never be able to avoid this palm.

"Did I come to me because of the Tianlong Academy? Are these people the enemies they call them? The enemies of Tianlong Academy?"

Zhao Fan's feet kept not stopping, and he avoided Zuo Qingchuan's palm that fell to his chest without any delay, and a thought flashed through his mind.

"Bang!"

A heavy force hit his shoulders, pushing his body to fly horizontally towards one side.

Compared with the masters he had met before, Zuo Qingchuan was much more intelligent. This man was not only powerful, but had reached the realm of transformation, but also had extremely exquisite moves.

Moreover, this man also has a magical footwork, which is extremely fast. Even if Zhao Fan uses his footwork with all his strength, he still can't catch a corner of his clothes.

The most important thing is that he is too familiar with the Zhuanxu stewarding steps that Zhao Fan possesses. Even if his footwork is directly transformed and learned through the system, it is much more sophisticated than those of the Zhao family who practice it, but in the end it is different and the general framework is still the same.

This man seemed to be familiar with this step method. He could predict the position he would appear next moment every time, and he could always improve his move and wait for him to send it on himself.

After getting up, Zhao Fan just paused slightly, and the speed talisman appeared in his hand.

He now has two of this kind of talisman, which can give him five times the speed, lasting for half an hour, and without any side effects.

There are too many mysteries in the situation in front of him. He must solve these opponents as soon as possible and figure out what is going on from them. So the moment the speed talisman appeared in his hand, he crushed it without any hesitation.

A slight misty light appeared on him again, and he stepped out at will, and he arrived in front of Zuo Qingchuan like teleportation.

"What?"

The calm expressions on the five people on the other side disappeared completely at this moment, and they all exclaimed, with an incredible look on their faces.

The light at the fingertips had already flashed, and Zuo Qingchuan's protective aura was instantly penetrated, and Liangyi Tianxin's acupoint hand pointed at him without any surprise.

"Bang!"

There was a terrifying palm force hit Zhao Fan's chest. Although Zhao Fan escaped without any trouble, this force still made him float up. He retreated more than ten meters away before he flashed again and rushed to Zuo Qingchuan.

Liangyi Tianxin’s acupointing hand failed for the first time!

Zhao Fan was very sure that there was absolutely no problem with his position under his fingertips, and the internal energy gushing out from his fingertips was definitely enough to break through this man's defense.

But when he was a little relaxed, this man slapped a palm incredibly strangely. When he flew backwards, he rushed towards him again without any hindrance.

"Haha, I thought I had made a lot of progress. It turned out to be such a weak acupoint method?"

"Old Zuo, stop playing. It seems that all the tricks he can play!"

"Little bastard, you should have used some secret technique to increase your speed, right? You can try to escape? Playing a cat and mouse game in the snowy mountain should add some fun to our young master. You are also worth it!"

Perhaps to cover up the embarrassment just now, after the young man Jinguan spoke, the few people standing behind him also looked at Zhao Fan with a smile and shouted mockingly.

"It's really true that there are people outside of people. These people have made me more knowledge today!"

This is a life-and-death battle. If you fail, you will be a mistake. There is no time for anyone to explore so many reasons. Although Zhao Fan was surprised, he was not moved at all. He turned a deaf ear to the ridicule of the people around him, and he attacked Zuo Qingchuan again without any delay.

His speed was too fast. Even Zuo Qingchuan kept stepping under his feet and using all his strength, he could not avoid his fingers that were constantly clicking.

However, the acupuncture point in the point was still returned in vain again and again. There seemed to be no acupuncture point on this person. Liangyi Tianxin's acupuncture pointing hand had no effect in front of him.

"These people know me very well and know my Zhuanxu's horse-controlling steps, so naturally they will not be unfamiliar with Liangyi Tianxin's acupoint-pulling hands."

He was just a little curious. He pointed out three fingers in a row but did not take effect, so he gave up. He didn't have to use Liangyi Tianxin acupointing hand to control the enemy.

The three fingers were pointed out, and it took only less than a second in total. The next moment, Zhao Fan had already changed his moves and used a very common grappling and fighting technique.

His speed has increased by five times. In other words, most people can't keep up with his pace at all, but Zuo Qingchuan's strength has really refreshed his understanding of masters.

The man's face had become solemn, his hands flapping like a butterfly, and his terrifying energy burst into all directions, layer after layer like a wave, making him unable to get close to him at all.

When he faced Wang Xinghai from the Wang family in the Northeast, he seemed to feel that the strength above the realm of transformation was just that. It was not until this time that he knew how powerful the masters above the realm of transformation were.

The battle continued, and the ridicule of the surroundings had already stopped. Even if they wanted to show disdain for Zhao Fan, they were still shocked by his extraordinary speed.

"Zuo Qingchuan, save his life. This secret technique is a bit interesting!"

However, they did not believe that Zhao Fan could defeat Zuo Qingchuan. After the young man pondered for a moment, a light flashed in his eyes and he spoke casually to Zuo Qingchuan during the battle.

This man was moved by the "secret technique" in Zhao Fan and wanted to capture him alive, so he forced him to find out the "secret technique".

Zuo Qingchuan's face was a little bitter in the battle. Even though his strength had reached the realm of transformation, his internal energy was not inexhaustible.

Such an indiscriminate bombardment towards all sides did temporarily defend Zhao Fan's attack, but his consumption was still very huge. He himself didn't know how long he could last.

The only belief in his heart now is that he hopes that the "secret technique" in Zhao Fan can end soon.

Another minute passed, Zuo Qingchuan had already started to breathe slightly. His eyes narrowed, and after slapped out a palm, he raised his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword hanging around his waist.

The moment a loud and light sound appeared, there was a shiny light flashing, and the man had lost his patience.

The long sword was swept out in this man's hands as if he had lived. The sword light circled around his body like a dragon, still protecting him from airtight.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Zhao Fan's mouth. What made him unable to get close to him was just the push of the human palm force, not because he was worried that this power would hurt him.

Zuo Qingchuan sprinkled the sword light, which indeed reduced the consumption of internal energy a lot, but the force had also weakened.

In an instant, he reached within three feet of this man, and then he directly penetrated into the sword net with the unbelievable expressions of several people around him.

I don’t know how many sword lights fell on Zhao Fan’s body. The severe pain made him grin, but he couldn’t break through his defense and left injuries on him.

If he can't die, his opponent will suffer.

The moment he stretched out his hand, the sword lights in the sky disappeared in an instant.

The picture here is like a video being played. The pause button was suddenly pressed and instantly became still.

Zhao Fan stretched out his hand and forced through the countless sword lights that Zuo Qingchuan roared and waved, then grabbed his throat and lifted him up directly.

"What kind of horizontal practice is he practicing? How could he be so strong?"

"Old Zuo's dragon sword cuts iron like mud, why didn't he even scratch his clothes?"

It was too fast, and the few people around him had no time to react. When they wanted to take action, Zuo Qingchuan had already landed in Zhao Fan's hand, and they all exclaimed in surprise.
Chapter completed!