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A loud roar came from the depths of the forest, but there was no movement from Yang Fan.

One minute!

"Ancient Dragon Taixu?"

Hearing the system prompt, Yang Fan's face turned ugly.

Long Xueyin's aura was still fluctuating, and Yang Fan immediately thought of a bad thing.

"Could it be …"

Yang Fan carried Long Xuejian, who was meditating in his arms, and flew out of the cave.

"What are you doing?"

"That guy is chasing us!"

Yang Fan didn't have enough time to explain, after the last incident, the Dragon King Taixu was already prepared, and the same trick wouldn't have the same effect on him.

The huge figure of the Dragon King Taixu appeared behind him, staring at Yang Fan with a ferocious expression.

"Human, you can't escape!"

How could Yang Fan dare to hesitate? Flapping his wings, he quickly flew towards the outer area of the forest.

"Trying to run?"

It was not easy to find Yang Fan, how could the Dragon King Taikou let Yang Fan leave so easily.

"Dragon Blast!"

A strong battle skill was unleashed from the sky, leaving no room for one day.

No matter how fast Yang Fan's attack was, it was impossible for him to be that fast.

"AHH!"

Yang Fan's left shoulder was directly hit, and red blood continuously flowed out.

"His target is me, put me down!"

Looking at Yang Fan's injury, Long Xuejian's heart instantly turned sour.

If it wasn't for him, all of this wouldn't have happened to Yang Fan.

"Hehe, I, Yang Fan, do things, how can it be up to you to decide!"

How could Yang Fan be willing to let go of Long Xuejian? Since he had already done it, he would do it to the end.

"Hahaha, a mere human, since you want to contend against This King!"

Yang Fan continued to slow down, and the Dragon King Taixu kept up with him.

An expert at the peak of the Dou Huang class was not someone Yang Fan could contend against.

"Human, put her down! This King will let you live!"

It was only ten meters away from Yang Fan, while the body of the Dragon King was only ten meters away from him.

Yang Fan stopped flying and turned around to look at the imposing Dragon King Taixu.

"Hahaha, what you humans said was right. A wise man knows his place!"

Seeing Yang Fan stop, and thinking that he had already admitted defeat, the Dragon King Taixu began to laugh arrogantly.

Yang Fan tightly held Long Xuejian in his arms. Although he didn't have a single trace of emotion, since he had done it, he definitely couldn't give up halfway.

Long Xuejian felt Yang Fan's strength, and her eyes began to flicker.

"Dragon King Tai Xu, if you want to kill me, it won't be that easy!"

The Dazzling Dragon King rapidly flapped his wings, knowing that Yang Fan would not be so easily frightened. Right now, he could only seal Yang Fan's route.

"Dreamscape!"

Soul force attacks, unless the soul force is stronger than Yang Fan's, are impossible to dodge.

After being hit by the Dreamscape skill, an illusion appeared in his mind.

At this moment, Yang Fan discovered that the soul force of the Dragon King was not weaker than his.

This Dreamscape Technique could not control him for long. Yang Fan flapped his wings, and within a breath's time, he was already a hundred meters away from Taikou.

"HOWL ~ ~"

"AHH!"

The roar that was mixed with the dragon's vein caused Yang Fan's brain to feel an excruciating pain. That kind of mental stimulation pain was more than just a soul attack.

Yang Fan had already left 300 meters away from the Dragon King, and was not afraid of his threat at all.

"Hehe!"

"Dragon Mark!"