Ancient Divine Dragon Transform

Xue Bingbing turned her head and looked at Yun Fan. Her eyes were no longer as cold as before.    

    

If it was said that Yun Fan was pretending to be fat in Beauty Sect, then it was definitely because of Yi Manyin.    

    

The attack just now was partly because Xue Bingbing wanted to show her strength. She didn't want the other Fox Clan to look down on her. On the other hand, she wanted to give Yun Fan some intimidation. However, she never thought that she would have to face these monstrous geniuses of the Fox Clan. Yun Fan was neither servile nor overbearing and stood up bravely.    

    

"Human? Help? Kid, do you know what you are saying? Do you know the consequences of helping?"    

    

The corner of Mo Changshou's mouth twitched, and his disdainful expression once again climbed onto his face.    

    

"If senior is talking about death, then junior knows."    

    

"Hmph, you don't know the meaning of this, but you're courting death!" Mo Changshou snorted coldly.    

    

"Mo Changshou, if you're tired of living, I'll accompany you to battle in the void. No matter what, since this kid has come, he represents my Blood Shadow Dragon Fox Clan. Do you really think that my Blood Shadow Dragon Fox Clan is easy to bully? "    

    

The iron cudgel in Xue Bingbing's hand fell down, and the ground cracked along the tip of the cudgel. The entire cliff shook, and gravel rolled down from the side. The expressions of the younger generation changed.    

    

Protecting the calf?    

    

Yun Fan was stunned. He felt much better about Xue Bingbing.    

    

Although this unreasonable old woman was overbearing, she was still good to her own people.    

    

"Great Elder, don't be angry. In this world, if you want to gain the respect of others, you need to have strength. Junior is not talented. I'm willing to meet the geniuses of the younger generation of the Fox Clan! "    

    

Without waiting for Xue Bingbing to speak, Yun Fan stepped forward and cupped his hands towards Mo Changshou, "Senior, you wouldn't bully the weak because I'm not from the Fox Clan, right? As long as you are of the same generation as me, you can either fight me one-on-one or fight me in a group. "    

    

"Arrogant! The Blood Shadow Dragon Fox Clan is truly a virtuous sect, even the people who helped them are the same. Mo Qing, teach this brat who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth a lesson. Don't kill him. Otherwise, I'm afraid some people won't be able to hold themselves back and will attack him."    

    

Mo Changshou shot a cold glance at Xue Bingbing. His eyes fell upon one of the disciples of the Fox Clan.    

    

This person had a tall figure and a pair of eyes that were filled with coldness on his long and thin face. The corner of his mouth curled up, staring at Yun Fan like a cat toying with a mouse.    

    

"Dark Fox Clan, Mo Qing, please..."    

    

Without waiting for Mo Qing to finish his words, his body flew out like a cannonball. After falling into the forest behind him, a large tree fell down.    

    

"Not even the slightest bit of vigilance. Could it be that he has been hiding at home all this time to cultivate? Senior, what's with your expression? Don't be angry. There are so many disciples in the Fox Clan. If one isn't enough, just a few more will do."    

    

Yun Fan stood there calmly and looked at Mo Changshou, whose mouth was twitching. His face was full of smiles.    

    

However, in the eyes of others, this smile was even harder to accept than ridicule. Although Mo Qing wasn't the strongest person in the Fox Clan, he was still a Fifth Level of Essence Accumulation Stage. No one had thought that he would be sent flying by a single punch from a Ninth Level of Congenital Stage brat.    

    

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"    

    

Mo Qing rushed out of the forest in a sorry state, then he slashed down with his curved blade. The ruthless blade light tore through the air and carried a trace of destruction.    

    

However, as the blade light fell, his figure flew out once again. Without waiting for it to fall, Yun Fan rushed forward.    

    

He stepped on his opponent's chest, causing the latter to spurt out a few mouthfuls of blood. His face turned pale.    

    

"You don't know what you are talking about. You are seeking your own death. If it wasn't for the presence of a senior here, you would be a corpse right now. "    

    

Mo Changshou's words were sent back without a change. The corner of Xue Bingbing's mouth rose but she instantly recovered her previous coldness.    

    

"Get lost and go back. Don't make a fool of yourself. Mo Xuan, come here. Don't think about leaving the family after losing for three years. "    

    

A man with a wooden face and steady steps walked out. He looked like a young and mature man. Many disciples of the Fox Clan exclaimed when they saw this man.    

    

"Mo Xuan, go up! This kid is going to lose for sure!"    

    

"You think too much. Mo Xuan never leaves anyone alive. Even if it's someone from the Fox Clan, he won't show any mercy."    

    

"He cultivates the 'Nine Ways to Kill the Night'. I heard that only Ye Ling can make him use it all. I think it's already pretty good that this kid can last until the fifth style. "    

    

Discussions were heard from the surrounding disciples of Fox Clan. Mo Xuan's facial expression didn't change at all. This really surprised Yun Fan.    

    

No matter what race it was, being able to remain calm under the praise of others was not something that Mo Qing could compare with.    

    

"Dark Fox Clan, Mo Xuan!"    

    

Just when the disciples of Fox Clan thought that Yun Fan would attack like before, Yun Fan said indifferently, "Yun Fan!"    

    

"You are very strong, but I won't hold back. This has nothing to do with our race!"    

    

Mo Xuan had always been expressionless, but Yun Fan could feel his opponent's intense combat intent. It was a combat intent that had been condensed from countless bloody battles. Just this combat intent alone was enough to make his opponent invincible in the same realm.    

    

"Thank you!" Yun Fan said with a smile on his face.    

    

Mo Xuan nodded and took out a machete. As the curved blade appeared, a powerful combat intent burst out from his body.    

    

As this combat intent spread out, the surrounding ten meters seemed to dim down. The light became blurry, and even the air became cold.    

    

The night covered the earth!    

    

The air began to circulate rapidly, and the surroundings seemed to be shrouded in a gray fog. The cold air became even more intense.    

    

A black ray of light slashed out along with the curved blade, and then like a fog, it disappeared from everyone's eyes along with Mo Xuan's people.    

    

At this moment, everyone was staring at the fog. Even Xue Bingbing frowned.    

    

Although the Nine Styles of Night Slaughter was a Low-grade Profound Level martial skill, it was an assassination martial skill. It was common to kill someone who was higher level than her. Although she knew that Yun Fan's strength was not bad, if she was not careful, she would die on the spot.    

    

The disciples of the Fox Clan could not see clearly, but she could see clearly.    

    

The moment the machete approached Yun Fan, Yun Fan's fist suddenly smashed onto the machete.    

    

Mo Xuan was forced to retreat after one strike. He increased his speed once again. The spiritual energy in the fog quickly gathered towards the machete, then he swung it towards the back of Yun Fan's neck at lightning speed.    

    

The strength of a second level Transcending Mortality Stage allowed him to use the Nine Ways to Kill the Night freely, increasing his attack power by many times.    

    

However, just as the curved blade was about to approach him, Yun Fan's fist once again smashed onto the curved blade. He didn't move his feet or body, it was as if he had eyes on his back.    

    

The same scene happened several times in a row. This made Mo Xuan's speed even faster, as if the night wind had merged into the spatial zone.    

    

The night wind was shivering!    

    

The single target attack had turned into a group attack. The curved blade drew out countless blade beams, following the rapid movement, and covered all the vital points on Yun Fan's body.    

    

This time, Yun Fan did not use his fists, but his fingers. Every blade light was blocked by a finger, as if it had been set up long ago. There was not the slightest bit of deviation.    

    

Not only did he block the opponent's attack, but he also hit the opponent's shoulder with his finger, forcing him to take three or four steps back.    

    

"Very good martial skill, very powerful attack power! But to me, it's still not enough!"