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Chapter 850: The Powerhouse of the Swallowing Python Clan

"Boom boom boom!"

Looking at the two people who were almost in a melee in the sky, everyone was dumbfounded. A first-level Supreme Realm dared to fight so crazyly with a fifth-level Supreme Realm.

But this is something they have never heard of...

"This bastard..."

The crazy fighting continued, but the Thirteenth Tower Master became more and more frightened. Yang Ran almost resisted dozens of punches.

According to common sense, not to mention a first-level Supreme Realm, even a third-level Supreme Realm expert would have been severely injured and defeated at this moment. However, Yang Ran in front of him looked a little embarrassed, but his aura was that of Xiao Qiang.

The more you fight, the stronger you become.

"Damn it, why is this guy's body so terrifying? He's even harder to deal with than those guys from the Dragon Clan!"

The face of the thirteenth tower master turned livid, but he didn't know that his casual curse revealed the truth. It was precisely because of the existence of the Dragon Emperor's bone veins that Yang Ran was able to confront a fifth-level supreme state like this.

Thinking of this, the Thirteenth Tower Master did not dare to continue fighting like this. Looking at this situation, he was afraid that if he continued to fight like this, even if he could kill the opponent, he would lose half of his life.

"Use martial arts to kill with one strike!"

The Master of the Thirteen Towers looked gloomy, his figure quickly became illusory, and then disappeared strangely again.

"Are you competing for speed again..."

Seeing the Thirteenth Tower Master disappear, Yang Ran, who was all in tatters, also grinned. Every part of his body was now filled with an unusually strong sense of pain. The Thirteenth Tower Master almost punched to the flesh, although because of

Due to the Dragon Emperor's bone veins, there was no fatal damage to the meridians and bones, but the physical pain made Yang Ran's muscles tremble constantly.

"The real energy consumption is too great. You can't waste it with him like this. Otherwise, I will fall down first..."

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the severe pain emanating from everywhere in his body, Yang Ran changed his handprints and shouted: "Help me on my journey in exchange for an eighth-grade magic medicine!"

As soon as the low shout fell, a layer of purple-black flames immediately floated on Yang Ran's body, and then turned into two one-meter-long purple-black fire dragons, which condensed directly under Yang Ran's feet.

Just now, Yang Ran naturally made a deal with the Crazy Black Dragon who was conquered by him. Although the relationship between them is still not good, they often make such deals. After all, the Crazy Black Dragon is also eager to heal his wounds and regain his strength.

These two small fire dragons directly held up Yang Ran's body. With their help, Yang Ran's speed would reach terrifying levels.

"laugh!"

In the empty sky, the figure of the Thirteen Tower Masters appeared like a ghost, with lightning-like seals on his palms, and vast spiritual energy surging rapidly.

"Bang!"

Just as the spiritual energy was condensed, a hot and fierce wind suddenly struck, causing the face of the Thirteenth Tower Master to change, and his body hurriedly retreated. However, as soon as he stepped back, the fierce wind turned to the rear in a strange way, and then

It landed hard on his back.

"snort!"

The sudden heavy blow directly shook the Thirteenth Tower Master back again and again. A muffled sound also came from his throat. He raised his head suddenly and looked at Yang Ran who was stepping on two fire dragons. There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes. The latter

The speed at this moment surged almost instantly to a terrifying level that even he couldn't detect.

"Old ghost, pick me up and try the Holy Demon Golden Seal again..."

Yang Ran sneered, flicked his fingers, and several kinds of spiritual energy appeared in front of him, and then as soon as his mind moved, lightning collided...

Seeing that Yang Ran was about to fuse the golden seal again, the face of the Thirteen Tower Master also changed drastically, and with a flash of his body, he flew towards Yang Ran as fast as lightning.

"You're not fast enough now."

Seeing this, Yang Ran smiled and retreated as fast as a meteor, leaving the thirteen tower masters far behind. With the help of the fire dragon, he was able to surpass most of the supreme beings in terms of speed.

A strong person.

"It's not enough for him, but if I'm waiting, is it enough?"

As soon as Yang Ran finished speaking, a gloomy sneer suddenly resounded in the sky. Immediately, two blurry figures passed through the void. Almost instantly, they appeared not far from Yang Ran.

at.

The sudden figure also caused Yang Ran's complexion to change slightly. He glanced at the two figures, and when he saw the snake scales on their bodies, his heart sank suddenly.

"Sky-swallowing python?"

Yang Ran looked at the two figures who suddenly appeared with a slightly gloomy expression. Both of them had white hair and beards, and were dressed in gray-white robes. On the arms of these two old guys, there were also black snake scales shining. This black snake

Scales are also present on the body of the Devouring Demon, so Yang Ran understands that these two people should be strong men of the Sky-Devouring Python.

"Two Rank Five Supreme Realm..."

Yang Ran glanced at these two indifferent old men, but his heart couldn't help but sink. The strength of these two people was not inferior to that of the thirteen tower masters. This sky-swallowing python is worthy of being one of the founding families.

, two powerful men of this level appeared at once.

"Is it the reinforcements from the Sky-Swallowing Python... It turns out that the old guy who swallows the Demon is deliberately delaying, waiting for the reinforcements to arrive."

Yang Ran's eyes flashed rapidly, and his fists were clenched fiercely.

"Seize my clan's Dragon Bear Sky Python Fruit... Boy, you are really brave..." An old man in gray and white robes glanced at Yang Ran and said in an indifferent voice.

Yang Ran's eyes were gloomy, and he stepped back slightly. With the two Level 5 Supreme Realm masters, and the Thirteen Tower Masters who were watching eagerly from the side, if things went wrong today, Anhui might really fall into trouble here.

"No need to talk nonsense, capture this kid and bring him back to the clan to accept punishment!" Another old man who swallowed the sky python said with a cold expression: "This kind of thing must be dealt with seriously, otherwise how can we deter others in the future!"

"Well, that's fine. We can capture him, destroy his true energy, and make him kneel in the mausoleum for the rest of his life!" The old man in gray and white robes nodded, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Hearing the two old guys' unobtrusive decision, Yang Ran couldn't help but laugh angrily. With a twist of his palm, several kinds of spiritual energy condensed rapidly, and then condensed into a beautiful flower at an extremely fast speed.

The seal took shape, and a trace of destructive energy spread out quietly, causing the spiritual energy of the world to violently turmoil.

"Huh?"

Sensing the power of the seal on Yang Ran's palm, the two old men who swallowed the sky python were also stunned, and immediately let out a low sound of surprise in their mouths, obviously very surprised that Yang Ran could display such a powerful martial skill.

It's surprise.

"You two, this is a seal formed by the fusion of three extremely violent auras. Don't be careless." The master of the Thirteenth Tower not far away first glanced at the seal in Yang Ran's palm in fear.
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