The fear of cultivating immortals comes from insufficient firepower

With an angry roar, Song Biao's spiritual power surged violently.

The person's body began to swell rapidly, with colorful tiger-like hair growing all over his body, and his hands and feet turned into sharp tiger claws.

Even the teeth and the head became like a tiger's head.

Feeling the owner's anger, the fiery red tiger under Song Biao's crotch also roared at Li Xiaofan.

Then, holding Song Biao in his arms, he turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Li Xiaofan.

Before he even got close, the tiger opened its big mouth and sprayed out a huge blazing fireball towards Li Xiaofan.

Seeing this, Zhao Changshou was also angry.

Turning around suddenly, he drew animal claws with his jade hand, and slashed out several sharp blades with his swing, killing the tiger's fireball.

"Song Biao, I think you don't want to live anymore!"

With a roar, Zhao Changshou's whole body began to turn into a demon, and he rushed towards Song Biao.

When Li Xiaofan saw this, he had no intention of taking action.

On the other side, Song Biao is a thief.

He did not dare to take action against Zhao Changshou, so he jumped off the tiger's back.

Then he let his monster tiger stop Zhao Changshou, while he charged towards Li Xiaofan with a grin.

Before the person arrived, a foot-long light was already shining on the tiger's claws.

"Boy, remember in the next life, don't offend people you can't afford to offend."

After that, Li Xiaofan will be killed on the spot.

At this point, Li Xiaofan just couldn't think of anything to do.

So at the next moment, Li Xiaofan's hand flashed with light, and three third-grade explosive symbols were shot out, attacking the opponent in a "grade" shape.

The reason why he only took out three was because this was not a life and death battle, and Li Xiaofan did not want to cause too much commotion.

Besides, three third-grade explosive talismans are enough for this boy Song Biao to drink a pot.

As expected, Song Biao suddenly felt bad when he felt the terrifying aura emanating from the third-grade explosive talisman.

Just as he was about to dodge, he saw three talismans light up and then explode.

Three consecutive loud noises almost attracted the attention of half of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

Some disciples turned their heads to look this way, with doubts in their eyes.

Looking at the battlefield at this moment, terrifying air waves swept in all directions, directly destroying some flowers, plants and trees.

Song Biao, who had been extremely arrogant just now, got up from the ground with a look of embarrassment, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth.

However, Li Xiaofan was stunned. He did not expect that after Song Biao was blown away by the third-grade explosive talisman, he would only be in a mess and bleed a little.

Logically speaking, although Song Biao's cultivation has reached the peak of foundation building, it is impossible for him to withstand three third-grade explosive talismans.

The next moment, Li Xiaofan focused his eyes and discovered something.

I saw that Song Biao's outer clothes were blown to pieces, but the inner armor he was wearing was exposed.

Li Xiaofan could clearly see that the inner armor was emitting an extremely strong aura, and it was no ordinary thing at first glance.

No wonder Song Biao only suffered some internal injuries and turned out to be wearing an inner armor of extraordinary quality.

At the same time, Song Biao got up and was still not convinced.

After opening his mouth and letting out a tiger roar, he slammed the storage bag and pulled out a magic weapon that looked like the skull of a monster.

The skull exuded spiritual light and instantly became larger than a water tank.

He opened his mouth to reveal his sharp fangs and quickly bit at Li Xiaofan.

At the same time, Song Biao's speed skyrocketed again. He waved his claws and released five claws more than two meters long towards Li Xiaofan.

Seeing this, Li Xiaofan didn't panic at all. The light flashed in his hand again, and this time he took out a hundred talismans.

First, two third-grade treasure-falling talismans were shot at the flying skeleton.

Then with a move of faith, the second-grade attack talismans were shot out one after another like bullets.

In an instant, countless wind blades and fire blades poured over like a heavy rain.

Song Biao's five claws were offset by numerous wind and fire blades almost instantly, and more attacks also enveloped Song Biao's entire body.

This time, Song Biao was completely panicked.

Since his training, he has never seen anyone fight in this way. It is simply unreasonable!

In desperation, Song Biao could only quickly inject a large amount of spiritual power into his inner armor.

The next moment, a burst of spiritual light burst out from his inner armor, and then a shield like a turtle shell was formed around his body.

As soon as the shield was raised, the intensive talisman attack arrived.

Suddenly, rumbling sounds sounded one after another, and the place where Song Biao stood was filled with gravel and dust.

Li Xiaofan did not continue to attack and stopped after one round.

Then he looked at the skull magic weapon that had been knocked down by the falling treasure talisman. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he thought it was sucked into his hand.

At the same time, Zhao Changshou on the other side beat the fiery red tiger into a dead dog, and then quickly came to Li Xiaofan's side.

As a result, Li Xiaofan reached out and handed the skeleton magic weapon to Zhao Changshou.

"Na! I gave it to you!"

Zhao Changshou was stunned for a moment, but he still took it.

Soon, the smoke dissipated, revealing a large irregular pit.

Song Biao was half-kneeling in the pit, vomiting blood.

Yes, his armor is indeed of very good quality.

But no matter how good the quality is, it can still block so many gourd attacks.

But part of the huge impact generated by those attacks could still be transmitted into Song Biao's body through the armor.

Therefore, Song Biao saved his life, but his body had suffered internal injuries.

Coupled with the consumption of spiritual power, Song Biao was already a little unsteady on his feet.

Seeing this, Li Xiaofan had no intention of continuing to bully the other party, and just smiled slowly and spoke.

"Song Biao, right? I didn't want to fight with you, but your mouth is too bad."

"Let me tell you, there are people outside the world and there are mountains outside the mountains. Don't think that just because you have some talent, you can become domineering."

"If you continue like this, you won't even know how you will die."

After speaking, Li Xiaofan winked at Zhao Changshou, released a flying talisman, and the two of them flew towards the Changshou Palace.

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Song Biao's face looked gloomy.

He forced himself to stand up, but his body swayed and he almost sat back down.

At the same time, many disciples flew over from other places, intending to see what happened.

Seeing this, Song Biao took a deep breath and left here first.

He is the great elder's direct disciple, and he cannot let other disciples see him in such a miserable state. This is a matter of face.

On the other side, after Li Xiaofan and Zhao Changshou returned to the Changshou Palace, they naturally behaved in an ambiguous manner again.

It wasn't until Zhao Changshou was as tired as a dog that Li Xiaofan patted him on the butt, explained a few words, and left the Longevity Palace.

After returning to the Changsheng Palace, Li Xiaofan discovered that Zhao Changsheng was not there.

When I asked someone, I was told that I had something to do.

Li Xiaofan returned to his room and began to draw talismans and practice.

At the same time, a few hills away from the Changsheng Palace, there was a Changshou Palace.

This mountain peak and this palace are the residence of Zhao Changsheng's half-brother, Zhao Changsheng.

However, Song Biao, who had just been seriously injured by Li Xiaofan, was here, telling a young man at the main seat what had just happened.

I saw that the young man on the main seat was handsome and handsome, looking very stable and amiable.

Even when listening to Song Biao complaining, there was a faint smile on his face.

This man is none other than Zhao Changming.

After Song Biao took a moment to finish speaking, he looked at Zhao Changming with aggrieved eyes.

"Young Master, who in the Ten Thousand Demons Sect doesn't know that I am yours, and my master, the Great Elder, has always supported you."

"It doesn't matter if this foreign bastard hurt me, but he clearly doesn't give you face, young master! We must not let him go..."