Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

Each handprint is accompanied by a faint light, leaving a string of light and shadow in the air as his gestures change.

Ximen Zhi's brows wrinkled slightly. Every tiny handprint required extremely high precision and deep spiritual support. This was a great test for his spiritual control ability.

The spiritual stones on the ground began to glow faintly, and they seemed to be connected to each other by a mysterious power.

Ximen Zhi recited the incantation silently, his voice low and rhythmic, and every word seemed to contain powerful magic power.

As the mantras were chanted, the spiritual stones scattered on the ground began to light up one by one, as if they were stars lighting up in the night sky, mysterious and beautiful.

As the last spiritual stone lit up, the entire teleportation array suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, making the surrounding trees and grass transparent.

The light lasted for a while and then disappeared.

Lin Fan stood aside, his eyes shining with curiosity and admiration.

He watched Ximen Zhi complete half of the arrangement of the teleportation array, and was shocked by his ability against the mage.

Although Ximen Zhi's expression was calm, Lin Fan could feel the pressure and fatigue he was under.

Setting up a teleportation array is not an easy task. Every detail needs to be extremely precise. A slight error may lead to teleportation failure or even danger.

"Can this be teleported?" Lin Fan couldn't help but asked curiously.

Ximen Zhi shook his head and explained: "Of course not. We also need to set up a corresponding formation in Tingzhuxuan so that the two can sense each other and achieve transmission."

After hearing this, Lin Fan realized the complexity and mystery of the formation.

He recalled the materials Ximen Zhi had requested before, including 20 middle-grade spiritual stones, but only 10 were used here.

Obviously, Tingzhuxuan still needs another 10 middle-grade spiritual stones to complete the arrangement of the formation.

This was the first time Lin Fan had seen the power and mystery of the formation up close.

In his eyes, formation is no longer an unattainable advanced skill, but a way of cultivation full of charm and possibility.

He couldn't help but give Ximen Zhi a thumbs up and praised: "Okay, awesome!"

Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi were concentrating on the arrangement of the teleportation array. Suddenly, a disdainful voice came from behind them: "It's a small trick!"

The voice, full of scorn and mockery, interrupted their work.

They both turned around and saw two monks dressed in black slowly walking out of the shadows of the woods, their eyes shining with coldness and ferocity.

The auras of these two people are powerful, and they are obviously masters with extraordinary cultivation.

As the two monks in black approached step by step, Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi both felt a strong sense of oppression, as if the air had become heavy.

This feeling gave them an ominous premonition.

"Who is Lin Fan?" One of the men in black glanced between Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi with cold and fierce eyes.

Their eyes were like sharp knives, as if they wanted to read the answer from their expressions.

However, another monk in black seemed to be impatient. He said viciously: "Don't look at it. The younger one is Lin Fan. Whoever the older one is, just kill them all!"

The killing intent revealed in these words made both Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi feel a chill.

Although Ximen Zhi felt uneasy, he still managed to stay calm. He stepped forward, with a hint of shock in his voice: "Who are you, who dare to kill people in the Qingyun Sect?"

He tried to use the name of Qingyun Sect to intimidate the two men in black.

"If the two of us care about the bullshit Qingyun Sect, we won't come! If a few outsiders die, no one in the Qingyun Sect will care!"

As the two men in black spoke, they slowly approached Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi.

Their steps were steady and powerful, and each step seemed to contain powerful murderous intent.

Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi felt unprecedented pressure. They looked at the approaching man in black and slowly backed away.

Lin Fan's brain was working rapidly, looking for opportunities to escape.

He knew that a head-on confrontation with these two highly skilled enemies was almost a recipe for death.

Ximenzhi also felt a great threat.

He secretly analyzed in his mind that the aura of the two men in black showed that their cultivation level was at least above foundation building.

In this situation, he and Lin Fan's chances of survival were slim.

The two men in black shrewdly approached from the left and right sides, blocking Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi's escape route.

They are like two ferocious beasts, ready to pounce on their prey at any time.

Lin Fan glanced at the half-completed portal, and couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in his heart.

If the portal is completely built, they can use it to escape from this dangerous situation.

But now, everything seems so far away.

Just as Lin Fan and Ximen Zhi were thinking, the two men in black suddenly moved.

They suddenly pulled out the steel knives from their waists, and the sharp knives shone coldly in the sunlight.

One man in black aimed at Lin Fan, while the other aimed at Ximen Zhi.

With a "buzz" sound, the broadsword cut through the air and struck towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan deftly dodged the killer's fierce blow, his body turned lightly in the air, and he immediately launched a counterattack.

He suddenly punched out his fist, and hit the killer's chest with the move "Black Tiger Heart Removal".

Although the killer was startled by Lin Fan's sudden counterattack, his reaction was extremely quick.

He turned sideways neatly and dodged Lin Fan's attack.

He couldn't help but let out a surprised "Huh", thinking to himself that this young man was very courageous and actually dared to fight back in such a dangerous situation.

However, what surprised the killer even more was that Lin Fan was not discouraged because he missed a single blow.

He then launched other moves of Fuhu Fist. His movements were coherent and the moves were closely linked, showing the results of his long and hard practice.

This boxing technique was the only boxing technique that Lin Fan had ever learned. He practiced it assiduously every day, countless times for more than a year.

Now, these boxing techniques have been integrated into his bones and blood and become a part of his body. Every move and every move is smooth and powerful.

The power contained in Fuhu Fist is not only the physical strength, but also the support of Lin Fan's deep internal strength.

Every punch and palm made a sound of breaking through the air, and the strong wind of the fist even blew up the fallen leaves on the ground, forming small whirlwinds.

Although the killer in black had advanced cultivation, he still felt a little bit of pressure when faced with Lin Fan's attack, which was both powerful and fast.

"Boss, don't be soft! Hurry up and finish your work before returning to work!"

When the killer who was chasing Siemens saw his boss letting Lin Fan use the Fuhu Fist, he thought the boss was testing Lin Fan's cultivation.

Unexpectedly, the actual situation was that after the boss chopped off with one strike, Lin Fan took the advantage.

There was no way he could strike Lin Fan a second time.

The boss thought to himself, do you think I don’t want to kill him?

On the other hand, look at Ximenzhi.

Although Ximen Zhi is only at the sixth level of Qi refining,

But his escape skills were perfect.

I could see bushes going around and around among the trees.

Although very embarrassed

But the killer was unable to do anything in a short time.

"Fuhu Fist, twelve moves! I think you've finished it, what else can you use?"

The boss frequently dodged in the face of Lin Fan's full strength.

He could also see that Lin Fan was fighting desperately.

It won't take long before Lin Fan will be exhausted.

When the time comes, killing Lin Fan will be easy.