Wang Fan's face was gloomy and he was not talking. Since the other party already knew his identity, no matter how much he said, it would be meaningless.
Seeing Nie Long rushing towards him, the spiritual energy in Wang Fan's body surged crazily, and the mist and shadow streamer was directly released, and he flashed to the side in an instant.
Almost as soon as he dodged, with a bang, Nie Long's attack had already landed at his previous position.
Amidst a rumbling sound, a huge deep pit was carved there, with smoke and dust billowing.
"Wang Fan, you can't run away! You won't be able to escape here even if you don't have wings!" Nie Long missed his attack, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and his face became even more gloomy.
He stepped forward, his body flashed, and he rushed towards Wang Fan again.
Nie Long, who is on the eighth level of the Xuan Realm, is far more powerful than Wang Fan, who is on the ninth level of the Heaven Realm. The gap is really too big.
Even if Wang Fan uses martial arts such as the Nirvana Axe, Mountain Crossing Seal, Qijue Sword, etc., it will probably be of no avail.
That day, he was able to kill several people at the seventh level of the Mysterious Realm in the Wen family. It was because he used the mysterious golden energy in his mind for some unknown reason. It was purely a fluke.
It is impossible for him to use that golden energy now. After all, he has tried many times, and the golden energy is not under his control at all.
"Old bastard, even if I die, I will tear a piece of flesh from your body!" However, Wang Fan did not just wait to die.
He laughed ferociously, flashed his right hand, and the golden giant ax appeared in his hand. Then with a stroke of the void, the Nirvana Ax was launched directly.
Violent golden energy surged out and intertwined into large golden nets, creating a terrifying force and shrouding Nie Long.
"It's useless. In the face of the huge gap in strength, even if your martial arts skills are incredible, it will be of no use at all."
Nie Long's expression didn't change at all, he laughed ferociously, and the spiritual energy in his body instantly enveloped his whole body, and then he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the void.
In a burst of clicking sounds, the overwhelming golden energy was crushed into powder.
Wang Fan's face instantly turned pale, he grabbed the Shadow Sword without hesitation, and used another Qijue Sword.
The Qijue Sword was much more powerful than the Nirvana Axe. He did not believe that even the Qijue Sword could not have the slightest impact on Nie Long.
It's a pity that the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
Facing Wang Fan's terrifying Qijue Sword, Nie Long's expression still didn't change much.
There was still a ferocious smile in his eyes, and he quickly printed with his right hand. Spiritual energy surged from the sky, and in an instant it transformed into an illusory spear.
"Go!" Then, he shouted lowly, and with a whoosh, the spear pierced the air and wildly blasted towards the violent energy set off by the Qijue Sword.
Rumble!
There were loud noises that shook the sky and the earth, and huge cracks emerged from the ground. The surrounding walls were affected, and rubble filled the sky.
The terrifying energy ripples fluctuated wildly. The weaker guards were caught by the energy ripples and died miserably immediately, with blood raining from the sky.
Wang Fan also turned pale, and a streak of blood could not help but ooze from the corner of his mouth.
However, his eyes were very ferocious. While he was retreating crazily, keeping distance from Nie Long, he quickly formed a mountain sign.
Ever since he mastered martial arts such as the Nirvana Ax and the Seven Ultimate Swords, he has rarely used the mountain-turning seal.
This time, he had no choice but to use it again.
With the dancing of his hands, each seal quickly transformed, and then condensed and merged. In the blink of an eye, ten mountain-turning seals had been fused together.
The terrifying aura spread out from the fused mountain seal, causing everyone to feel palpitations.
After the smoke and dust dissipated, Nie Long looked at Wang Fan's condensed Mountain Seal from a distance, his eyebrows slightly condensed, but he still didn't pay much attention to it.
He shouted coldly at Wang Fan, "It's useless, I said,
In the face of the huge gap in strength, even if your martial arts skills are heaven-defying, it will have no effect at all!"
Wang Fan stared at Nie Long without saying a word, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
At a certain moment, he pushed with both hands and said, "Go!"
In an instant, Nie Long's expression completely changed.
Because Wang Fan's turning mark was not aimed at him, but at the central castle not far away.
"Boy, you are looking for death!" Nie Long's expression suddenly changed. That castle was the one where the ancestors of the Nie family practiced. If it was hit by the Mountain Seal, the consequences would be unimaginable.
After all, no one knows whether the ancestor of the Nie family is currently cultivating. If the ancestor of the Nie family happens to be in a critical state of cultivation, then something serious will happen.
Nie Long's eyelids twitched and he no longer cared about Wang Fan. He rushed towards the castle frantically, trying to block Wang Fan's mountain-climbing seal.
But Wang Fan didn't even look at the situation over there. He flashed and rushed towards the gate of the castle.
"If you want to leave, it's not that easy!"
"If you dare to make a scene in my Nie family castle, you won't be able to leave!"
"Stop him!"
The guards who had not been affected by the energy of the previous battle screamed crazily after seeing Wang Fan rushing towards the gate.
One by one, as if they didn't care about their lives, they rushed towards Wang Fan crazily.
Even if they knew that they were no match for Wang Fan, even if they knew that they would definitely die, they didn't hesitate at all, let alone frown at all.
"Get out!" Wang Fan frowned when he saw this! He roared angrily, grabbed the black iron rod directly, and hit the person who was blocking him with a stick!
Bang!
A muffled sound came out, and the ninth-level heavenly guard didn't even have time to dodge before he was hit by a stick.
Red blood spurted out from his forehead, and he fell down helplessly, turning into a puddle of mud.
A guard rushed from the side, Wang Fan didn't even raise his eyes, and swept out his right leg fiercely!
There was another bang, and the man's bones were crushed to pieces and kicked away. A large piece of his bones was broken, and large mouthfuls of blood spurted out.
"Anyone who stops me will die!" Wang Fan went completely crazy. Looking at the dozens of guards in front of him, he gritted his teeth and used the Sky-Splitting Stick crazily.
The violent aura surged, and the Sky-Splitting Stick swept across the dozens of guards crazily. With a series of bang bang bang bang sounds, they were all swept away, completely losing their fighting power.
Wang Fan cleared the obstacles in front of him, did not dare to hesitate, and rushed towards the castle gate crazily.
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Seeing that the gate of the castle was right in front of him, but at this moment, Wang Fan's forward figure suddenly stopped.
He maintained his forward posture, but his figure could no longer move forward!
Wang Fan felt a powerful force crazily restraining his whole body, making him unable to even move.
This kind of coercion simply made him more desperate than when he faced Nie Chou in Beizhou City that day.
Beads of sweat dropped from his forehead, and his face instantly turned pale.
Looking back with difficulty, I saw an old man wrapped in a black robe, dancing in black and strangely, above the castle in the center.
At this time, the old man's figure was suspended in the air. One hand was holding Wang Fan's mountain-climbing seal, and the other hand was pointing at Wang Fan. There was a strange smile on his old face.
Looking at the surviving guards, they were all prostrate on the ground, kneeling towards the old man in black robes. Even Nie Long maintained a half-kneeling posture, his eyes full of piety.
Seeing this scene, Wang Fan's expression changed, and someone suddenly came to mind: the ancestor of the Nie family!