With a "boom", the rolling fist clouds directly hit the golden light curtain, causing the entire forbidden light curtain to sway wildly. In the golden light, it seemed that the entire light curtain was suffering from the strong impact of the fist shadow.

"What Du Fan just used should be a kind of Buddhist and Taoist craft. This power should be practiced to a very advanced level. Just this move just now is enough to rank among the top ten in the Crescent Island Little Score, which is very good." The middle-aged man named Liu flashed his eyes and his lips squirmed slowly to the other three guardians.

"Fairy Zi Yan, I said why did you feel so confident before? It turns out that this kid is actually a physical cultivation practitioner. Oh, I can't say that. To be precise, this kid should be a dual cultivation practitioner of the Dharma body.

In this way, the fairy's chances of the final belonging of the demon pill are much greater." Chen Da's eyes were a little sinister, but he still smiled slightly and sent a voice to Zi Yan, the woman.

"Master Chen was joking. Du Fan has a good combat power. It is not difficult for an ordinary Qi Refining Stage to practice Great Perfection.

However, after all, he only has the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage, and this junior named Xu Huaiming is not an ordinary Qi Refining Stage Great Perfection Cultivator. It is really hard to say who will win the two in the end.

I don’t have to guess here. When they decide the outcome, the result will naturally be clear." Zi Yan smiled faintly and replied without any objection.

Chen Da snorted lightly when he heard this, but he didn't say anything else. Instead, his eyes flashed with light and looked at the two people in the light curtain again. However, at this time, he paid more attention to Du Fan.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" After Xu Huaiming glanced at the wound on his shoulder, his face turned pale.

This is not because he suffered so much injury, but because he was injured after only a few encounters in front of a seventh-level Qi Refining Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation.

He was arrogant and arrogant, and under the attention of several friends outside the ban, he felt a little embarrassed. At this time, the eyes of Du Fan were a little angry and embarrassed.

Xu Huaiming suddenly roared, his arms suddenly opened, and when he closed, a yellow ray of earth-yellow light rolled out from the surface of his body. Then the ray of light hovered around his body, and a sandstorm formed above his head, like a shrub. In the rapid rotation, you could vaguely see several ferocious birds soaring in it.

Xu Huaiming waved his hand suddenly, and the dust hurricane immediately rushed towards Du Fan in a low "rumbling" muffled sound. Wherever he passed, the space suddenly twisted and the momentum was extremely horrifying.

Seeing this, Du Fan couldn't help but breathe. Theoretically, this technique has reached the limit of the Little Five Elements.

The casting of spells can transform into swords, forks, swords and halberds. This is the boundary of the small five elements. The ferocious birds, birds, beasts and other spiritual objects in this hurricane are the category of the big five elements spells.

Du Fan took a deep breath. Since the battle, his expression showed a solemn look last time. He slapped the storage bag on his waist with one hand. A silver light flashed suddenly. He grabbed the void with his right hand and immediately grabbed a silver sword. It was the silver sword magic weapon.

He suddenly shouted softly, and his right hand flew hard forward. After a large golden light flashed, the sword and six swords were formed in an instant. The seven weapons only trembled slightly, with the sword inside and the sword outside, and in response to each other, they rushed straight to the hurricane ahead and shot.

The two were extremely fast and they collided almost instantly.

Silently, two yellow lights of different textures immediately intertwined and flashed wildly, waves of invisible waves swept across all directions, and instantly acted on the surrounding light curtains, creating layers of ripples.

After three breaths, the third-level mother-child sword cast by Du Fan was crushed into powder under the roll of the sand and dust hurricane, integrated into the hurricane, and became part of this earth-moving spell.

"Is this guy named Du holding a magic weapon?"

"From the power of this set of mother-child sword skills, the silver sword should be a low-grade magician. I didn't expect that a mere seventh-level cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage would have such good things."

"Compared with this son's low-grade magic weapon, his two spiritual roots surprised Yan even more."

"Two Spirit Roots? I have clearly investigated the divine thoughts before. This son is a water-attributed single Spirit Root. Could it be that I just read it wrong? This matter is a bit strange."

The eyes of several foundation building hall masters flashed, and whispered to each other. After witnessing this scene, the horse owner, who was not far away, couldn't help but feel a little more gloomy. The palms that were huddled in their sleeves slowly began to hold them.

After Du Fan tried, he had already made a judgment that the small five-element spells he mastered might not be able to break through the dust hurricane in front of him.

With one hand shaking, the silver sword magic weapon suddenly disappeared, and then he suddenly clenched his fists, and was about to activate the Buddhist and Taoist Technique again.

But the next moment, Du Fan suddenly had a light of inspiration in his mind. Looking at the sandstorm that was so close to him, a strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes. After a moment of slight resonance in his heart, he immediately made a decision.

"Even if I can't make a gamble, with my current physical strength, I can probably resist this attack." Du Fan's eyes showed a decisive look. After a low growl, he immediately moved his footsteps, and his whole body rushed into the dust hurricane.

This scene inside the ban came very suddenly. It was not until Du Fan was in a hurricane that the cultivators present reacted, and they all looked in disbelief. Is this monk named Du Fan crazy?

"Du Fan, what are you doing?"

A look of horror suddenly appeared in Zi Yan's beautiful crystal eyes, and her body swayed in an instant.

But just as her body turned into a row of purple light and was about to flash towards the battle group, she was suddenly grabbed by a big hand, which made the woman instantly stop her body.

"Fairy Zi Yan, don't worry, this little guy is very smart and will never commit self-harm.

As for what trick this guy is doing, we will know later." The master of the big hand was the middle-aged man named Liu. At this time, his eyes flashed, he looked at the yellow hurricane and spoke with a smile.

Zi Yan wanted to break free from the middle-aged man in Liu and flew away again, but when she heard the other person's words, Liu's eyebrows couldn't help but frowned slightly. After he hesitating for a while, he let out a sigh of relief and stood there again, but her beautiful eyes looked at the hurricane without blinking. Soon, a hint of shock and suspicion suddenly flashed in the woman's eyes.

"Haha, arrogant people, since you have taken the initiative to enter Xu's sandstorm, this battle is time to end." Xu Huaiming smiled wildly towards the sky.

Then his feet moved and he came to the vicinity of the hurricane in an instant. At the same time, he kept pinching his hands and muttering words.

A figure could be seen in the hurricane, whose height and size were exactly the same as Du Fan. At this time, it was impossible to see what state he was in. Only seven or eight ferocious birds covered with sharp claws were circling in the air, as if waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Kill me!"

When the magic trick in Xu Huaiming's hand was finished, he raised his arms and immediately pointed at Du Fan in the hurricane, and suddenly shouted.

The sound of ferocious birds pierced out from the hurricane, and the sound was extremely sharp and harsh. Then, seven or eight ferocious birds were about to go straight to Du Fan below, trying to bite and tear him to pieces.

But at this moment, a faint voice came from the hurricane.

"Fellow Daoist Xu is a bit too early to be happy." The owner of the words was Du Fan who had been silent.

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Fan stepped out of the sandstorm, and then his whole body suddenly appeared, and punched forward with a lightning speed.

This attack was not a illusion of fist shadows, but a real huge golden fist mixed with a bitter wind, and rushed straight to Xu Huaiming's chest.

Xu Huaiming was naturally shocked when he saw this. He never expected that the other party could be intact in the midst of the sandstorm he had deployed, as if he was walking on flat ground. This was too incredible.

The two of them are so close to each other now that it is obviously too late for Xu Huaiming to activate some kind of defensive spell. He was shocked and could only raise his arms to protect his chest, while moving horizontally to the side beside him with all his strength to avoid his vital parts.

"Ah..." A shrill scream came out.

Du Fan's huge golden fist seemed to be destroyed, and it broke the opponent's arm. Then a huge force came in an instant and directly hit Xu Huaiming's ribs. In an instant, a "gambling" sound was heard one after another. I wonder how many broken ribs of this person were.

"ah……"

Another scream came out of Xu Huaiming's mouth. At this moment, his body rolled back like the autumn wind swept through the fallen leaves. After just a flash, it hit the golden light curtain on the periphery.

Xu Huaiming spewed out a large bunch of blood mist from his mouth, and his whole body slid down along the restricted light curtain and fell heavily to the ground.

Xu Huaiming raised his head and looked at the other party with difficulty. Although his eyes were a little distracted, he could not hide the extremely strong and resentful look.

Once he was defeated in this battle, he would face not only the anger from Guardian Chen, but more importantly... he lost the qualification to participate in the Haitian Festival Competition. At this moment, the grief and anger in his heart had reached an unparalleled level.

Thinking of the various rewards in the competition and the possibility of luck, Xu Huaiming's chest immediately rolled. With anger, another mouthful of blood was spurted out. Then his eyes rolled, his head sank, and he immediately fainted.
Chapter completed!